Chapter 344 Fool's Crown (3800 Plus)

in the bedroom.

The scenery around the furniture instantly became dark, and an inexplicable door opened.

Immediately, a figure slowly emerged, holding a strange crown in his hand.

It is ugly in shape, like a clumsy work made by a child out of mud, and the color ratio is also very inconsistent.

In the middle of the crown, there is a black and white crystal inlaid.

"'Angel-level' monster - the fool's crown!"

Aaron tossed the crown and sighed.

His craftsmanship is indeed a bit trendy. There were some mistakes when creating magical items, and he barely made up for it, but the shape of the crown can't be changed...

Aaron looked around, sat down on the bed, and put the 'Fool's Crown' on himself.

The next moment, his thoughts diverged far and wide, as if he had come to the spiritual world, overlooking the outline of the entire world.

The new continent, the old continent, and a dark ocean... Although most of them are covered with a layer of fog, the general shape is the same as the map.

In these mists and darkness, only scattered spots of light flickered.

The 'Crown of Fool' is just an 'angel-level' monster, and in terms of response range, it is only about a big city.

Therefore, in order to expand the response range, Aaron directly embedded the legacy characteristics of the 'God of Suffering' on it, using its personality comparable to the 'Longevity' and the transit convenience of the spiritual world's signal tower to carry out the world's 'God of Suffering'. response'!

Every light spot that lights up in the fog represents a person who recites the honorable name of the 'Spirit of Delusion' in the world!

His spirituality was rapidly exhausted, Aaron glanced at it and found a lot of light spots, feeling a little strange: "It's not just people from the 'Invisible Priory'... Well, the remaining 80% are Beyonders who study ancient secret history, Or curious ordinary people, or even desperate believers who have tried many ways..."

His inspiration quickly plunged into a spot of light, as if it fell down an invisible thread and entered the world, watching everything that happened from the perspective of an observer.

...

The dappled sunlight poured in through the huge windows, and the old bookshelves were neatly arranged and continued to extend into the library.

A young man with blond hair and a little freckles was curiously looking at the copy of "A Brief History of the Fabry Dynasty" in his hand, while reading the very old language on it: "Wandering in the unknown spirit of falsehood? This is Which one exists?"

This line is not the text of the manuscript, but a remark belonging to a latecomer, using a very biased language.

But that doesn't stop top students from grammar school.

The young man thought proudly, and at the same time studied the strokes of this line of characters: "It's more graceful, the handwriting is very weak, and it looks like it was written by a woman... Why is it specially noted in the religious history of the Fabry dynasty? Isn’t this dynasty only believing in the Fan God—【Grandmother of the Banyan Tree】?”

"John, big news!"

At this time, a male classmate came over with a look of surprise on his face: "Kingdom is building momentum for several brand-new churches... and contacting the previous massacre on the podium, it seems that something extraordinary is going to happen in religion. "

"Oh, I'll go take a look." The young man named John put down the book, and the picture suddenly shattered.

...

Aaron looked at the invisible mark that fell on John, but sighed: "Is it already marked?"

The person who recited the honored name of the True God, even if he did not respond for a while, was actually registered with the True God!

Aaron, for example, can notice that John at any time through this mark, and even... exert influence!

If you encounter evil spirits or crazy hidden existences, it will indeed become quite dangerous.

"In the mysterious world, speak with caution."

Aaron continued to put his inspiration into another point of light, following the invisible connection into the world.

This time, he seems to have come to the New World, South Indonesia.

A group of natives dressed in feathers and animal skins surrounded the bonfire, and were reciting the incantations inherited from ancient times in voodoo:

"From an unknown great spirit, an untouchable existence..."

Before the bonfire, there is also the fresh red heart of the prey that has just been cut as a sacrifice.

After a shaman-like indigenous wizard finished offering sacrifices to this unknown 'great spirit', the conversation changed, and he began to order someone to serve a plate with blood-stained eyeballs in it.

At the same time, he recited aloud in voodoo: "Crimson moon, mother of all evil spirits, please bless our tribe, and curse those boatmen who invade our land..."

Seeing that there seemed to be no response, the old wizard began to pray for other hidden existences, sounding like praising the sun...

...

'Sorry...you worship God in such a hurry, I just want to smash a god to punish you when I see it. ’

Aaron, who was watching this scene, twitched slightly at the corners of his mouth and murmured silently.

'Sure enough... the hidden existences that have left their names in history, there will always be people who seek their traces, but I'm not looking for them. ’

Aaron's inspiration dissipated, and he sensed a few more dazzling light spots, and they converged on the approximate location of Pulmouth, bringing him a close atmosphere.

Pulmouth.

House of Baron Jacques.

The baron's daughter, Metana Jacques, was praying quietly in the bedroom.

"The great 'Mormon God'... I have successfully passed the examination of the special affairs department... They think that my father is a victim, and I belong to the innocent who have been affected..."

Although she already knew the honorable name of 'Spirit of Falsehood', Metana believed that this great existence must have a deep meaning to redeem her in the image of 'Mormon God'.

Therefore, even if you pray, it is to the 'Mormon God'.

However, as long as the honorable names described above are accurate, it really doesn't make much difference.

The next moment, a scene appeared in Metana's mind. It was night, and the clock hand pointed to twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and she was sleeping soundly.

"My lord has sent down an oracle?"

Metana was full of surprises: "12 o'clock tonight? Go to bed on time?"

Although the oracle was a bit odd, she was prepared to execute it meticulously.

...

Inside the magnificent religious hall.

Nicholas, wearing a red bishop's robe, looked at the group of white-haired old men in front of him, blushing and arguing, and couldn't help yawning.

'What else to discuss? If we want to compete with the Church of the True God, we must also introduce our own extraordinary power. It can be called the Inquisition or the black monks... The key is to master the power. They are not ignorant, they are just fighting for power. ’

At this moment, a scene appeared in his mind.

This made Nicholas excited, but looking at the hustle and bustle in front of him, he still endured.

At the same time, Yefnai and Lily sisters, and even Percy, who was investigating the underground of the headquarters, received the revelation of the 'Void Spirit'.

Ye Funai and others are naturally grateful to God for enlightenment.

Percy looked at the collapsed building of the General Bureau of Investigation and the stone platform, and fell into silence...

Oversleep, my fault, cry