Douluo see you soon

After Count Pompeii returned to the Soul Guidance Tower, his legs were still a little wobbly. He saw the space-based weapon just now. The power was too exaggerated. The attack power at the core point of attack was probably even more exaggerated than Extreme Douluo.

, the most important thing is that there is not even an Ultimate Douluo on the Sun Moon Continent.

If the attack just now was directed towards his Soul Guidance Tower, then let alone himself, even his Soul Guidance Tower would not be able to leave a scum bigger than a fingernail.

"How about that kind of attack? I can let it land anywhere on the continent at any time. The most powerful one can be a thousand times more powerful.

It would be inconvenient to cover up, otherwise a large area of ​​dust cloud would form to block the sunlight, which would probably cause the mainland to enter a Little Ice Age, which would be bad." Tang Chen was trying to scare people.

Although Chengying has given them the permission to use space-based weapons, hundreds-ton and kilo-ton space-based weapons will definitely not be opened to them. Throwing too many of those big killers will change the entire planet.

Climate cannot be used casually.

But Count Pompeii didn't know, and stammered: "One...a thousand times?!" The eloquent demeanor he had just been talking about suddenly disappeared.

"That's right, this one is in the 100 kilogram class. The most terrifying space-based weapons can reach 10,000 times its weight! But that kind of killer weapon is not worth using on you.

I am telling you this for your own good, because the experiment in the near future may greatly improve your strength, and may even surpass most titled Douluo.

I hope you can recognize your own strength at that time, and don't think that Title Douluo is nothing in front of us." The contempt in Tang Chen's tone was definitely not artificial, it was because he truly didn't take Title Douluo seriously.

If you dare to let him swing out the Eighty-one Hammer, the Titled Douluo will be unable to eat anything.

"What are you going to do!" Count Pompeii was a lord with nearly ten thousand people after all. After a brief moment of confusion, he regained his composure.

"A small test, try artificial gods." There is nothing to hide. When the law of faith is applied to Count Pompeii, he himself will understand what happened.

"Man-made...gods! Are you also demons?"

"No...we are just the disciples of the devil." Tang Chen's words sounded more like a joke to Count Pompeii.

From then on, the names of the seven apostles of the devil began to be gradually remembered by this continent forever.

…

"That's it?"

Count Pompeii never thought that man-made gods could be so simple. All he had to do was explain the principles of a loom to the civilians in the territory. This was incredibly simple.

"We will control the specific steps. Your task is as simple as spreading the gospel of textile machines to this continent." Dugu Bo pushed up his glasses. He and Chao Tianxiang had already formulated a complete set of teachings and teachings.

scripture.

The general content is this. People who truly believe in science will have their souls survive forever after death. They will engage in scientific research for thousands of years in an unknown kingdom of God. This sounds better than a paradise filled with milk and honey.

It's somewhat unattractive, but Scientology doesn't pursue the afterlife, so it doesn't matter.

People who believe in science have been around for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. Some of them are wise and selfless. During tens of thousands of years of exploration, they have discovered certain rules in the world in order to use these rules to improve their own children and grandchildren.

They gave up their endless lifespan and descended into the bodies of their chosen evangelists to spread the knowledge they understood and bring the gospel to their descendants.

This is very similar to the belief that Cheng Ying left in the wild continent. The ancestors used their wisdom to guide the descendants. Moreover, compared to God and the God of Light, these superior beings, the ancestors are easier for people to accept and closer to.

After all, most people want their children and grandchildren to live well, which naturally gives them an aura of trust.

The doctrine is roughly the same, and the rituals to become a believer are also very simple. If you learn at least one piece of scientific knowledge of the Scientology, you will be the most basic believer.

In the Earl of Pompeii, a church rose up so quietly. Who knows why Chengying put so many prefabricated boards in the salute of a few people? In one night, a church was built that was bigger than the Soul Guidance Tower.

A much more imposing prefabricated church was built.

The five-story-tall church, covered entirely by crystal-clear glass walls, was already a miracle in itself. Suddenly seeing such a building in the city, many idle citizens gathered around the door of the church, talking.

One after another.

Some said it was a miracle, some said it was the soul guide of a super soul master, and some thought it was the martial soul of the legendary super douluo. There were different opinions for a while, and all these arguments were centered on that huge, light-filled weapon.

After the discerning glass door opened, it came to an abrupt end.

Count Pompeii was wearing a pitch-black robe and a strange cylindrical hat. The lid of the cylinder was a square with a large circle, and there was a ribbon hanging from the corner of the square. Out of some bad taste, the Bishop of Scientology

His attire turned out to be that of a doctor.

As the owner of the territory, Count Pompeii shocked the people as soon as he appeared on the scene. There was a monocle stuck in his eye socket, which gave him a bit more of an old scholar's temperament, but in fact,

It was just a teleprompter to prevent him from forgetting words midway.

"My people, you have suffered!" Count Pompeii said with a sad expression: "Eight years ago, the devil came, taking advantage of the weaknesses of human nature, bringing disaster to the earth. In the past eight years, I have watched you live in dire straits.

I was really heartbroken, but there was nothing I could do.

Seeing that you didn't have enough to eat, I prayed to the God of Light for more food, but it didn't respond, so I had to ask you to go to the beach to pick up food.

Seeing that you can't afford to wear clothes, I prayed to the God of Light for more cloth, but it still didn't respond. I can only ask you to collect nettles that prick your hands, throw them into the smelly retting pond, and make cloth.

I saw that you couldn't live in a house, and I wanted to pray to the God of Light, but the God of Light still didn't respond, but I got an answer from my ancestors."

At this point, Count Pompeii stopped abruptly, and the onlookers all stretched their necks and waited for the next step. Although the lord exploited them miserably, the progress was obvious to all, so they wanted to know, this time, what happened to the lord again?

What's coming.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost brewing, Count Pompeii continued: "In the dream, I knelt down and prayed to the God of Light, asking him to give us more houses.

But our ancestors broke in at this moment. He asked me why I was kneeling. I told him, and he slapped me hard and said to me:

Stand up for me! You begged him! But he didn’t give you anything! You knelt down in front of him! That’s not piety! It’s mean! If the gods can’t give it to you, then won’t you get it yourself?

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[To be continued]

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