The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

"It looks okay..."

In a distant world.

Through remote means, watching Ulama and Kozilek's plan is proceeding steadily.

After murmured a few words softly to himself at random, Olga took a white transparent crystal the size of an egg from a maid beside him.

That is an information storage device.

Not long after, he successfully read the information stored in it.

That is a lot of information about the development of the various churches established by Imoku.

Since most of them do not know each other, those churches basically take root in different worlds and develop independently.

Moreover, 99.99% of the believers have no idea what the god they believe in is.

The information they receive is basically a collection of stories that have been repeatedly refined.

Among the descriptions of Imoku, Ulamog, Kozilek, most of them are the three gods of salvation, the gods of the sky, the gods of the sea, the gods of the earth...

On the contrary, doing all the praise and eulogy, it seems that the true god is more true than the true god.

Olga, who has a lot of experience in this area, even made the sword himself, compiling dozens of versions of the scriptures for them.

With his rich cultural skills, gorgeous words and sculpted images...Even if Olga did not use any special abilities, he even specifically reduced his own influence, ensuring that the viewers would not Upgraded into various monsters.

But those gadgets have become even more appealing than cult classics and MLM manuals!

Even if a guy with normal mind and body reads it a few times, there is a probability that he will be planted with hints, implicitly brainwashed!

In this way, even if there are other churches specifically targeting them, the churches in Imoku didn't spend much effort, and they became very popular in various worlds!

In the end, without the faces of the gods being believed in, they have become authentic church organizations with a decent appearance.

Even other churches did not feel that there was anything wrong, only that the gods they believed in were hidden deeply!

Can't help but feel jealous!

now.

The maid beside Olga came from the church in the world he lives in.

In her heart, she is serving the envoy of the great god of the sky.

Therefore, the look on that pretty face looks quite proud.

I didn't realize it at all, I was doing hard work for the existence of the ectopic plane.

And there is still no such kind of illegal workers who do not have five social insurances, one housing fund and basic salary.

"I have already understood the matter, so you can withdraw first."

"Yes. If you have any needs, you can call me again."

After speaking some suggestive words, the maid took a last look with some dismay, Orrjuga, whose expression was extremely calm from beginning to end, turned and left silently.

Although the original Olga and the oracle that symbolized his identity appeared suddenly, after seeing Olga, no one in the entire church had ever doubted the other's identity.

The reason is simple. Anyone who sees him at the first sight will feel the sense of awe in the body and mind and the sense of looking up that is not at the same level as the status.

And that feeling is definitely not something that mortals can have.

That is a huge gap in the level of life or the essence of life!

Even other churches, those who believe in other gods, will instinctively lower their heads after seeing Olga, and dare not reveal any disrespect...

Therefore, even though the oracles they received only stated that the other party was a divine envoy, the members of the church almost all agreed that Orchga was the incarnation of one of the three gods!

He directly gave the other party the highest standard of treatment and belief.

‘If I can ask an adult for an overnight joy, it must be the greatest glory of my life...’

Looking at Orr's face, without daring to speak, with such regrets, the maid finally closed the door of the room unwillingly.

Wait for a few seconds.

Olga walked slowly to the balcony carved from the whole piece of special stone, and looked down at the building complex under construction.

This is a brand new city.

It was built by the believers of Imoku. Except for the church-like building where Olga is a symbol of faith, it has been completed ahead of schedule. Most of the other buildings are still in their infancy, including the foundations. It hasn't been done yet.

It is estimated that it will take about thirty years before the entire city can be fully built.

Looking at the believers below who were excited to build the Sacred Land in their hearts, Olga just shook his head slightly, lamenting in his heart that the struggle and hard work of the weak are really meaningless...

They think they are building the world.

But in fact, the planning drawings of this city are all from Olga.

Once the city is completed, a huge special ceremony will also be constructed in secret.

Its existence will provide more assistance to the [Eldrazi] trio.

Therefore, the actions of these believers are essentially further harming the nurturing of their own world.

It has nothing to do with the so-called building of a better world.

Of course, this kind of thing does no harm to them.

Because even if this ceremony is well constructed, there is still a long way to go before the Imokus.

During their lifetime, these believers have little probability to see that this ritual plays a real role.

For them, it should be considered a good result to be able to hold the mood of self-satisfaction and pride until Death.

It is better to be unwilling to kill the donkey face to face after being used by others in many cases.

That kind of unlucky situation is never uncommon...

The weak are a contradictory group of conformity, ignorance, self-comfort, and involuntary...

No matter when they are used, the difference is just who used them...

Ten minutes passed.

A figure wearing a yellow robe appeared beside Orjuga.

That is the pope of this church.

A hapless ghost deeply affected by Imoku's power.

Personality has already been modified and replaced unknowingly.

Become Imoku's puppet without knowing it.

Until now, he still thought he was being overwhelmed by Imoku's power, so he worked faithfully.

Between his eyes, he knelt down on one knee full of awe:

"My lord, all the things you ordered have been dealt with..."

"That's good, your task is just to make everything go according to plan, without any extra intervention."

"Yes, the subordinate understands."

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