After transmigration, I became a minion of the evil god?

It takes some time to install the language pack, so take advantage of this to go to the village to see if you can win over some people.

Descend from the hill and walk all the way out of the village.

When those villagers saw Mo Yu, they were all terrified.

“The robbers are here again!!”

Seeing the scene in front of him, Mo Yu secretly guessed correctly, in the Naruto world, robbers and mountain thieves are not rare existences.

Especially for such a small village, I am afraid that it is often the object of each other’s patronage.

Because there is no ability to resist, it is simply the best place to buy zero yuan.

Seeing that these villagers were so frightened that their faces turned white, he also felt that it was almost the same, and opened his mouth to explain his identity.

“Don’t be afraid, everyone, I’m just a passer-by.”

“Have you been robbed here? I saw that there seemed to be injured people. ”

Hearing that he was not a bandit, the villagers slowly emerged from their fear, and IQ returned to the line.

Think about it, the people in front of you are not dressed like robbers, but robbers are all a group of appeared, which one person.

Among the villagers, an old man with gray hair stepped forward and answered with a bitter face: “The robber just left, but fortunately you are late, otherwise you will also suffer.” ”

“It’s really unfortunate, I will simply treat the wound, or let me help the injured person?”

In the face of this kind of kindness, the village chief did not refuse, because in a small village like them, there is no doctor at all.

Wounds can only be treated casually with some mashed herbal residue, but this treatment sometimes causes greater follow-up problems.

Seeing Mo Yu take out a box out of thin air, the village chief subconsciously regarded him as a ninja.

In this world, ordinary people’s perception of ninjas is that they can all magically do ninjutsu.

As for what kind of classification of ninjutsu there is and what the effect is, these people at the bottom are naturally not clear.

Noticing that the village chief’s attitude seemed to become more respectful, Mo Yu knew that his goal had been achieved.

The status of ninjas, equivalent to the samurai of neon ancient times, is feared by unwitting ordinary people.

He deliberately took out the medical kit in front of the other party so that he could be mistaken for a ninja.

But in fact, even if it is exposed, he is not weak-minded.

I didn’t say it’s a ninja myself, can you blame me if you misunderstand?

And the ninja identity can make his next actions, maybe more convenient.

Fortunately, the villagers’ wounds were not serious, just some skin injuries.

Those robbers are quite good at robbing, and minor skin injuries can not only maintain the villagers’ fear of themselves, but also heal quickly.

It will not affect the next robbery, if the villagers are killed, then where to rob next time?

After medicating the wound of the last villager, Mo Yu let out a long breath, fortunately, there were not many people, only a dozen.

The number of their own medicines is not much, but a dozen is still no problem.

“Thank you for your help, but we really don’t have anything to thank you for.”

The village chief felt very weak at this time, because the village could no longer come up with decent things as a thank you gift.

The robbers left only some food, which was only enough for the villagers to eat, and no more.

And Mo Yu’s purpose was not to thank you at all, with a gentle smile on his face, he took out the divine book: “It doesn’t need to be so, I didn’t save people for your thanks.” ”

“If I may, I would like to introduce to you the gods I believe in, the supreme God is the origin of all, the redeemer of the suffering, and the faith in his creatures will be sublimated.”

In fact, he didn’t know what the god he believed in was, but it didn’t prevent him from blowing a wave first.

The higher it blows, the easier it is to develop the villagers into believers.

Otherwise, can it be said that the god I believe in is a goddess with long blue hair, touching intelligence, and only wise operation?

Let’s see if anyone would want to believe in that.

Therefore, this kind of commercial touting is very necessary, whether it is powerful or not, it is blowing to the sky.

Knowing that the other party did not want to thank him, but only wanted to introduce his god, the village chief was relieved.

They don’t have anything else, but more time.

So he gathered the villagers to receive the mission.

When the village chief convened people, Mo Yu opened the book and secretly looked at it, preparing for the speech at the meeting.

I’d rather see what is written on it.” ’

When he opened the book and read it for only two minutes, he closed the book abruptly, and cold sweat unconsciously broke out on his forehead.

“Damn it…. System you pit daddy! Is this the so-called high mystical god system! ”

Originally, he was still thinking about what gods were so bullish, but after understanding the content, he knew.

Speaking of foreign gods, perhaps many people are blindfolded.

But if you mention the old ruler, Cthulhu, surely this is not strange, right?

To put it simply, the outer gods can be regarded as the top existence among the old rulers, the most powerful gods.

Its capabilities are far beyond the reach of the old dominators.

The old rulers, on the other hand, are beings born of external gods, most of which are composed of unknown substances beyond cognition, mysterious and powerful.

Now, there are only two options before him.

To develop believers, or not to develop believers?

The villagers had already gathered at this time, and Mo Yu’s gaze swept over these yellow-skinned people with almost numb eyes, and his heart couldn’t help but be touched.

On the bodies of the villagers, they could not see the vigorous vitality of the living, like people who were about to die.

They have almost lost hope for the future, and what weighs down on their bodies and souls is only deep despair.

Maybe I can’t bring hope, but maybe I can divert your attention a little and relieve some of the stress of spiritual despair.

“I’m talking about, Mordikian, a powerful and mysterious old ruler.”

Opening the book in his hand, Mo Yu began to tell about this terrifying god from ancient times in a peaceful voice.

“It’s a mass of darkness, dark and opaque, with a peculiar sense of dazzle.”

“It inhabits the black cellar beneath the temple.”

“The bone-chilling cold of death and emptiness pervaded the cellar, the reptile-like pillar of shadow, as big as a dragon, and the curled torso constantly crawled through the darkness of the corridor.”

“Like some kind of demonic giant with no limbs and no head, with a smoking tongue of fire, it jumps, stretches, drags its body forward into the cellar, it is the watcher of death, a being believed by ghouls.”

“Death is not the end, but a new beginning, free from the shackles, reborn in another posture, under its gaze.”

As the narration continues, the villagers unconsciously concentrate their attention, and a terrifying incomplete figure seems to be vaguely outlined in their minds.

A trace of invisible black silk thread emerged from the cover of the book and burrowed into the ground like a bug.