Alien God System

I'm going! Raising his hand and taking a sip of the liquor, Yang Feng was dumbfounded, and then couldn't help but shook his head and laughed: "Mom, what is Lao Tzu's orthodoxy, all under this banner, in fact, it is for political purposes.

Look at Lao Tzu's high traffic, come here with traffic, fuck! "

"It won't work if you don't play the name of Master Yang. Who will let the people believe him?"

Hearing his words, the slightly drunk old men couldn't help shaking their heads and laughing bitterly: "In fact, when Emperor Yang Tian ruled the nine kingdoms, we followed.

His old man is a great talent, but he can't reach the realm of God without any mistakes.

Sometimes, he does some stupid things, makes some jokes, is a very easygoing and funny person, is also very good to his subordinates, we all respect. "

"But propaganda can't be so propaganda. Those absurd things done by his old man must not be known to the people below, especially since he has never been able to tell where the direction of the north, south, east and west is.

Otherwise, in the eyes of the people below, he is an individual, not a god.

God must be a tall man, and we must also let the people below treat his old man as a tall existence, a great man who does not eat the fireworks.

He represents the face of our court, and now, we are all eating the evil fruits of this god-making. "

With a long spit, the old men grinned and said, "Who could have imagined that the worship of someone below would reach such a crazy level?

So long as this person's banner is played, there will be a rush to respond.

Most of those who are holy disarmament are like this.

Even in our Paladin Army, this is mostly the case.

This is equivalent to Yang Tiandi playing with his old man's left and right hands together. "

"While he was alive, he obeyed his command with left and right hands, no one could shake his position.

But when he died, the left and right hands lost control. In the name of Emperor Yang Tian, ​​the whole world was disturbed, and no one could persuade him.

This is probably using the spear of the son to attack the shield of the son.

The high-level people behind the Holy Disarmament have obviously taken advantage of this.

Of course, the lonely leader above us is also using this.

But what's the point after playing for a long time?

Alas..." Without speaking, Yang Feng drank the wine quietly, with mixed flavors in his heart.

After all, the original god-making movement was designed by myself.

And his purpose is also very simple, just to give himself more power of faith, nothing more.

But he never expected that his original move made people here become fanatics and fans.

He still knows how terrible such a person is.

Religious wars in ancient Europe, for an orthodox name, fought a small fight in three days and a big fight in five days, causing heavy casualties.

Populism in Germany and Japan during World War II was also a world war broke out by a group of fanatics.

Nowadays, a group of his own believers are fighting against their own orthodoxy, who is the inheritor of their own ideas, Yang Feng feels quite sad.

Why are their believers such no-brainers?

In other words, how can those who really have brains become believers of others?

Haha...Yang Feng laughed, took another sip of wine, and sighed helplessly. Isn't it just such a group of people that he needed at the beginning?

It's just that now, I don't want to shake them, and other people continue to shake them in their own name.

In their lifetime, they will never escape the sway of others, tusk.

"okay!"

Snapped! At this time, an old man patted Yang Feng's shoulder suddenly, and said with a smile: "In short, you will be the envoy of Emperor Yang Tian's descendants, speaking on behalf of Emperor Yang Tian, ​​we are the orthodox Emperor Yang.

The old man sent a letter to the leader of the Dugu League, turning you into an envoy of the gods, and mobilizing the whole army to make a final onslaught on those cultists.

Believe that this time, they must be disintegrated, and can no longer resist our king's division, hahaha! "

Having said that, the old man left immediately to send a message, and the other few people continued to drink with Yang Feng.

Yang Feng ignored them, only pouring and drinking, not knowing whether he was using the world or the world using him in this situation.

Is someone a pawn, or is he a pawn?

Alas, a foolish account... At the same time, the news that Emperor Yang Tian descended to the world to be possessed by the Paladins, helping the Paladins to defeat the enemy, soon passed back to the headquarters of the Nine Nations Alliance.

Duguhai looked at the battle report in front of him, his eyes gleaming, and even a little excited: "You said, will this matter be true?

Master is back? "

"Whether it is true or not, this is a good thing for us."

Zhuge Shisan sat on a chair beside him and said leisurely: "I will report this matter to the world immediately to revitalize our army.

Similarly, it will hurt the morale of the enemy. "

Ok! Shen Shen nodded, Duguhai immediately passed the order, and then looked at Zhuge Thirteen: "Brother Zhuge, I want to see this possessed person."

"Of course the leader wants to see him. Not only that, but he also needs to send our strongest guard to protect along the way. He must not be allowed to do anything."

"Brother Zhuge meant..." "Regardless of whether this matter is true or false, the existence of such a person is a fatal threat to the enemy, and the enemy will definitely send someone to get rid of it.

Back then, the Patriarch was always invincible and victorious in all battles. No one in the entire continent knew, and no one knew about it. That's why he was called the God of War.

If this so-called possessed person is killed, even if he is not fake, he is fake.

People will think that this was deliberately created by us. Not only the common people, but also our soldiers and soldiers will lose their trust in us. "

"Then Zhuge Brother, do you think this is false or true?"

With a tight heart, Dugu Hai looked hopeful and authentic.

Without speaking, Zhuge Shisan muttered after hesitated for a little bit: "I don't know. Although I hope it is true, reason tells me that this is a sign that the generals in front have shaped in order to win.

This is a double-edged sword, if used well, it can make our army invincible.

Once it fails, it will be difficult to recover. "

"Really..." Duguhai sighed helplessly with his eyes darkened.

Although he also hoped that it was the master who returned this time, they weren't superstitious people, so they wouldn't believe in the possession of gods.

Besides, Yang Feng, the **** of war, was granted by folk admiration, and the folks thought that Yang Feng was dead, and only then sealed the **** of Yin.

But they knew that Yang Feng had ascended to the spirit world.

Even if he came back, he would come back with his body and whole body. How could he only come back with a soul and still have to possess someone else?

Fake is just an expedient measure on the front line, but I wish it were true, Master! Duguhai looked at the clouds outside the window, his eyes flashed with thoughts...