Blackstone Code

The dim light naturally casts a mysterious veil on people or objects.

The Son's appearance was very impressive, coming out of a hole with a faint mist.

These mist were achieved through some chemical method by some elders. There is no harm in it, but it just adds a sense of mystery to his appearance.

He wore a pure white cloak with a hood that covered his face, and there were five gold edges on the cuffs to show his highest status.

Although his cloak has no pattern, it looks very noble. The material of this dress is very good.

So good that the elders told him that he could only wear it when attending meetings.

With everyone watching, he walked towards the crowd.

Wherever he went, the crowd of believers would bend slightly and step aside, giving him plenty of room to squeeze in.

He did not make people kneel down or take other more radical actions, because he knew very well that these things would become the threshold for developing new believers.

They haven't touched anything yet, and you have to make them kneel down or something like that. Who is willing to accept this?

The purpose of many people coming into contact with faith is to find spiritual sustenance, or hope that something can protect them, rather than kneeling down to someone every day.

He himself has participated in some gatherings of other religions and hates the practice of treating believers as human beings.

So he had already decided from the beginning not to let people kneel down or make other actions, but just to watch him.

Recently, he got some special things through some channels, things that looked very religious, and they were obviously perfect for use in some rituals or activities.

In fact, he didn't want to make it so complicated, but people are really too complicated.

These people are sometimes so stupid that if you tell them there is a God, they will believe it.

But sometimes they are a little clever and always ask why our religion does not have those rituals and the like.

With the addition of some new elders, the entire organizational structure has become more complete and stable.

Many problems unique to religions gradually begin to need to be faced face to face.

Sometimes the Son of God will also think about a question, whether to continue or not.

At first, his purpose in founding this organization was just to defraud some money, food, and free sex, but these people are so stupid...

He was so stupid that he was embarrassed not to lie, and he accidentally got hundreds of people.

Then the joining of the first elder brought him direct economic benefits, and it was difficult for him to stop from then on.

He would also wonder whether this was his own organization or those of the elders. He was not sure and was a little confused.

It's just that he can't stop at this time. Apart from making it develop better and grow stronger, he doesn't seem to be able to do much.

When he stood in the center of the crowd and everyone looked at him, no matter what kind of confusion or uneasiness he had in his heart, it completely dissipated under the gaze of these pairs of eyes.

"God is always watching us. Recently I prayed to God and He answered me!"

Entering a scene in one second is his biggest specialty. It only takes a split second for his emotions to burst out just right.

Half of his face with a hint of fanaticism loomed in the hood. Originally, he would not put the hood down, but the elders asked him to wear the hood to increase the sense of mystery, so he could only do it.

The elders are beneath him on the surface, but these elders are not really easy to mess with.

He suspected that among these elders there were people from the federal government, people from big companies, and capitalists.

Therefore, even though his Son is the supreme ruler of this organization, he cannot be so strong when facing these elders.

At least he couldn't tell them that it was his decision, but to discuss it.

As long as they are discussed, his ideas are rarely agreed upon.

Just like this sacrificial activity, it was also the opinion and design of the elders, and his job was to be in charge of the performance.

As his shouts were heard by more people, the crowd enthusiastically shouted out a series of vague names, like "Peldibo".

This is also a name he compiled. It is the "Supreme God" they believe in. This god has super invincible and powerful power and can save their confused believers on the day of world destruction.

In fact, the core of most religions are these. To put it bluntly, they are spiritual comforters, telling them that after death, they can go to heaven and enjoy blessings, but if they do not believe it or persecute it, they will go to hell and suffer.

It's just that modern religious beliefs will refine many of its branches and add more mental control, supplemented by small favors. As long as people are not disgusted, they will naturally immerse themselves in it.

Listening to people shouting a name they made up, the Holy Son was also a little emotional and excited!

He raised his hand, the people's shouts gradually subsided, and he began to read God's will.

It is said to be God's will, but it is actually the decision of the elders.

This time they will select ten "Warriors of God" through self-dedication. These people will be given powerful powers to assist the Son to continue to spread the gospel of Perdibo.

However, this process will be more painful, and it will also be difficult for those who are not firm in their hearts to pass it.

Only extremely devout believers can receive God's blessing and become powerful warriors!

In the current terrible environment, this kind of rhetoric is actually very attractive.

Because strong power represents stability and security, and what people lack most is a sense of security.

The temptation for others is too high!

Almost everyone raised their hands!

However, not everyone could be selected. The Holy Son selected ten people based on the prompts of the elders.

They came to the open space in the middle, and the Holy Son took out a golden wine cup from his arms. He placed the wine cup on the stone platform.

Soon the golden wine cup was filled with red liquid without anyone touching it!

In fact, this stone platform was specially made, but the believers didn't know it. They only saw this magical scene.

And people continue to pass on what happens here through their own artistic processing to people behind who have not seen it, and it becomes more and more magical!

"God tore a crack in the top of the wine glass, and then poured the mellow wine as bright as blood from the starry sky..."

This is what the outermost believers hear. Everyone is in a state of fanaticism and is affected by group consciousness. They will not doubt, only believe.

The ten candidates for the Warrior of God drank the "wine" from the cups, and then they immediately fell to the ground and howled in pain.

This shocked everyone in the nearest circle, but the Holy Son quickly explained the phenomenon——

"Perdipo is testing them. Only those who pass the test of Perdipo, have firm and pious beliefs, and are willing to dedicate everything to promote its reputation can pass the test!"

"Those who pass the test will gain great power. Fight for it, for us!"

With this statement, people seem to be no longer afraid.

The palms of the Holy Son's hands were covered with sweat. After about four or five minutes, seven of the people had stopped moving, but three of them stood up again.

They looked the same as before, but they always gave people the feeling that they had become stronger. Their cloaks seemed to have become smaller and tighter on their bodies, and their exaggerated muscle outlines could be seen.

The other seven people were no longer breathing.

The Holy Son forced himself to calm down, retracted his trembling hands into his sleeves, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "These seven poor children failed the test of Perdibo because of their impure beliefs, but fortunately, We have three warriors with strong faith!”

"They are our sharpest spears and will tear apart all enemies for us!"

"It is also our strongest shield and will protect our safety and destroy all invading enemies!"

"..."

The religious ceremony was a success, especially when the three warriors performed the act of crushing concrete with their hands. Although the concrete was quickly taken away, everyone saw this scene.

Who the hell can crush concrete with their bare hands?

If this is not a miracle, then what is?

After this event, people have more trust in the Holy Son and the Perdibo they believe in!

Under the influence of fanaticism, everyone danced and sang praises to the great gods.

The Holy Son, standing in the middle of the crowd, closed his eyes and enjoyed the beautiful moment. In a daze, he seemed to hear someone calling his name.

But when he opened his eyes, the sound stopped completely.

The activity lasted for two hours. After venting the pressure in their hearts, the satisfied believers left the place through various means.

This is one of the reasons why people like this place. They can vent everything unscrupulously, curse the federal government, curse Global Communications, or find someone around them to vent their anger.

No one will control them, and they have a feeling of absolute freedom here.

The Son and the elders came to a basement and then entered a large house.

This is a company's warehouse, which was decorated very luxuriously. When a group of people came in, the Holy Son took off his cloak and poured himself a large glass of wine, looking a little gloomy.

Of course, this had something to do with the fact that he had just had two rounds, and his mood was not high.

After a while, he said in a low voice, "Are those seven people...really dead?"

The other elders who were having a heated exchange suddenly stopped what they were doing, and one of them frowned and looked at him, "No, that's not death, it's their luck. They all serve the great god Perdibo."

Maybe he calmed down after venting, and guilt began to fill the heart of the Holy Son. He clenched his fist and beat his thigh, "But there is no Perdipo at all, all of this is made up!"

"But, we killed people, it really happened!"

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