I Persuade People With Reason

The night wind was raging, and the thick darkness covered everything.

As the boy's voice came out, some of the kidnapped boys and girls were still ignorant, and some had already guessed what?

"I come!"

A slightly hoarse voice of a boy suddenly broke the dead silence, and in the middle of the boys on the left, a thin boy with unkempt hair rolled on the ground and stood up steadily.

Before the others could react, the young man strode over to the Pope's corpse and pulled out the dagger stuck in the Pope's heart with trembling hands.

He glanced at Yuan Buwei quietly, and he walked over Yuan Buwei without any hesitation, and walked towards the group of cultists who were kneeling on the ground and unable to move.

Blood trickled down the dagger and onto his hand.

He clutched the dagger tightly, and the expression on his face became quite serious from the tension.

Looking at his back, a group of boys and girls finally realized what was going on, and their expressions changed.

Shocked, fearful, flustered, at a loss... All kinds of expressions flashed across their faces.

Finally, one after another, someone stood up from the ground, hesitated for a moment, and caught up with him through gritted teeth.

Yuan Buwei just stood there and watched this scene quietly.

This group of teenagers and young girls seemed to be around fifteen years old, and in the civilized society he had experienced, they would definitely be the objects to be protected.

But on this chaotic continent, in a world where even the world itself cannot protect itself, no one will take care of them as carefully as the seedlings.

- Indeed? But he didn't have the compassion to save everyone. Even if saved? This time, next time, next time?

If they want to stop falling into the tragic situation they are today, and become a lamb to be slaughtered by someone else's knife, what they have to do is not cry, but have the power to protect themselves, even if they don't have the power for the time being , at least you should show your determination and will, so that Yuan Wei can see it.

Only then can they have the value to be cultivated. To be precise, it is the value of being a tool person.

And now, apparently, someone has understood the original intention of not doing it, and handed over an answer sheet that satisfied him——

The blood flashed, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded.

A quarter of an hour later, the rich **** aura spread out again, making the night a layer of blood.

The corpses of the black-clothed believers fell all over the place. In the blood pool in the shape of a crescent moon not far away, blood was rippling, and the statue of the **** moon standing tall cast a long and narrow shadow. retching.

In front of the blood pool, the boy stood silently.

His jet-black long hair and robes seemed to be covered with a layer of night, and the originally handsome facial features had a layer of mysterious temperament, which became more and more inhuman.

——In fact, this is the divine bonus brought by becoming the master of the Dao. In the terminology of the world of immortal cultivation, it is the Dao aggregate. Now, the original is not, even if it is just a ray of spirituality, it is enough for this body to be continuously transformed by his own Dao, just like a higher-level life's magnetic field radiating low-level life. What it shows? It's getting more and more inhuman.

He just stood there quietly, giving people a feeling of being erratic, indistinguishable from reality and reality, and unpredictable. It's like the ever-changing night color between night and dawn.

"Myth? What is sung in the epic?... Evil God? Incarnation... Shouldn't that be the case?"

Not far away, Ibet, who finally recovered from the retching, stared blankly at the figure of the boy blending into the night, and a thought like this appeared in his mind for no reason.

Then, he saw the figure getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer, and finally came to him, and the shadow cast from the boy's body completely shrouded him.

"What's your name?"

Ibet was taken aback, his mind went blank for a moment, and he opened his mouth and stayed there. But soon enough, his sluggish head started to work again, and his heart began to thump with excitement.

And the surrounding boys and girls also realized what? They all turned their envious eyes to the dumbfounded Ebeite. At the bottom? They know very well that the favor of a big man can completely change a person's fate.

Ibet himself knows better?.

"I, my name is Ibet, I don't have a last name, you, you can just call me like that."

He stammered, his eyes shining. As if seeing? Some kind of hope that never existed.

Yes, at first glance, it is the kind of tool person with sufficient subjective initiative. I like this kind of tool person... I decided to stimulate a little more enthusiasm for the tool person because the corner of my mouth rose inadvertently.

"You did well, passed the test."

In the dizzy eyes of Ibet being praised, it was not unexpected, and he said with a god-like temperament: "My lord is about to come to this world, so that all souls will bathe in His brilliance. You are willing to practice Walk in His way and become the first believer of our Lord in this world?"

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The original question is, of course, the answer is yes.

Not only Ibet, but also those teenagers and girls who took the initiative to stand up, obviously, they all saw the hope of changing their fate from him, and they would not miss this opportunity.

A group of tool people are here.

Due to the strong attack by the temple against the cult, this small sect that believes in the Bloody Moon, the "Nether Moon Church", has been hiding in a remote and backward town outside the town. The long-abandoned manor, the holy pond was built in the courtyard.

Due to the various ghost legends they deliberately spread, no one dared to approach the manor on weekdays.

When Yuan Buwei successfully harvested the first group of believers, including Ibet, the first thing to do was to instruct the people to dispose of the corpses.

——On this point, the "Church of the Moon" has quite a lot of experience. It was not intended to receive all of their inheritance. At the same time, of course, they also knew what to do.

What's more, it's all the tool people doing the work anyway.

There was no feeling of squeezing child labor at all. Seeing that the tools and people were doing it in an orderly manner, they were not eager to fish, so they lazily followed the path of the manor and found an uninhabited room.

He spread the salted fish on the ?tall? reclining chair.

"I almost forgot about my business." The lighted stone crystal lantern showed the boy's suddenly serious expression, "I'm not the kind of person who is lazy and catches fish when he doesn't do business."

"999, I'll give you a task," Yuan Buwei called out the system 999, "in the shortest possible time, make up a set of prayers for me, think of the names of gods and sects, and by the way make up a logically complete? origin."

"There are all believers, but I haven't even thought about the name and origin of the church. This is too much? It's inappropriate."

System 999: [? ? ? 】

Yuan didn't seem to see it because of his doubts, and explained:

"Do as the customs do, since this world has the soil of faith, the existence of the gods, and countless people try to obtain the blessings of the gods, why don't you put on a vest and try it? The most important thing? It feels very fresh and interesting. "

System 999: …No, what I want to ask? Not this one.

... The so-called "business" is that this system is responsible for the work, and the host is responsible for squeezing the tool system? ? ?

[Don't worry, host, leave everything to me? ] System 999 is madly complaining inwardly, and on the surface it is only a promise.

"Come on, try to get it done before I wake up tomorrow."

I don't care about it or care about it? What's in my heart? Anyway, what he wants is just obedient, capable, tool person/traditional, and doesn't want to be admired or loved by the tool person/traditional person.

Throwing down a sentence that made System 999 vomit blood, seeing that Ibet had voluntarily settled a group of teenagers and girls, he didn't think he fell into sleep soon.

No matter what plan he has in mind, it's all midnight. This body itself is extremely tired. Can he go to midnight without sleep? That's not necessary.

He slept soundly, but the boys and girls who were placed in various rooms of the manor had difficulty falling asleep for a long time.

This is really exciting? One night. They almost became sacrifices to the evil gods, and at the last minute they were saved. Compared to other sacrifices that have lost their lives, they are already considered lucky.

However, starting from the choice that was originally given, the fate of this group of people has obviously taken a different turn.

The group of people who stood up under the leadership of Ibet, unsurprisingly, will be the first group of believers of this mysterious church. For, for them to fight for themselves.

And the other group of people who did not make a choice at that time will naturally return to ordinary life from then on. Unsurprisingly, they would leave after dawn, return to their original orbit, and treat tonight's event as a nightmare.

- For them, it was a nightmare. The reason why they came to this remote manor and became the offerings of the Mingyue Church was that they were first secretly engaged in various illegal transactions, including the slave trade, organized by the "Golden Gathering Chamber of Commerce" through various means. Got it from different sources. It was later sold by the "Golden Gathering Chamber of Commerce" to the Mingyue Church.

What's more interesting is that among the two groups, the latter is precisely the children of good background, or the family is still there, and they are more protected and cared for on weekdays;

The former, headed by Ibet, are almost all orphans who have lost their parents and homeless people.

They have endured too much hardship since childhood, seen too much darkness, they know the difficulty of living in this world and the insignificance of life, and they have their own way to survive until now. Now, Yuan Buwei has undoubtedly become the hope in their hearts.

Even for this hard-won opportunity to change their fate, they will cherish everything they have now.

At the beginning of the day, he didn't want to enter the hall of the manor. What was waiting for him was a hot breakfast. There is also a long-awaited? Teenage girls.

Everyone looked at him with reverence and gratitude. The emotion in this is very pure.

He looked at this scene in surprise, then smiled slightly, and sighed to System 999:

"...What? Well-behaved? A group of tool people. Such? They are entitled to better rewards."

After I finished eating this breakfast, it was not so rare that I didn't complain that the dessert was not sweet enough, but looked around and glanced at everyone's face, he suddenly said, "You guys should remember how did you come here? ?"

Everyone's face changed slightly. The words "Golden Chamber of Commerce" flashed across his mind in an instant.

Of course they remembered it very clearly, especially the memory of being beaten and scolded when they refused to obey at first.

But the envoy in front of him asked? What does this question mean? What does it mean?

I didn't mean to chuckle and said, "Is that so? Yesterday's sacrifice was too perfunctory in my opinion. It really doesn't reflect my devotion to my lord."

His indifferent tone revealed a ruthless indifference to life for no reason, and his eyes were fixed on everyone.

"I think we need more sacrifices."