Vol 2 Chapter 511 “Since you see the lighthouse, why don’t you worship”

In the sacrificial hall, Su Mingan sat on a wooden chair and looked at the dozen or so ethnic groups standing below.

These fifteen people are the most devout people in the tribe.

He glanced at Sibel, who had just arrived, and asked her what to do next.

The Lighthouse Cult has been established, how can he make the “faith” element of becoming a **** established?

“Um…” Sibel whispered, “They already believe in you, but you haven’t felt ‘belief’ yet?”

“No.” Su Mingan knew that there was no prompt in his system, that was no.

“Let them kneel on you and try. Kneeling to you, worshipping you, or shouting your name should be fine.” Sibel hesitated. . .

She also looked extremely uncertain, possibly without precedent.

Su Mingan coughed and felt a little embarrassed. It would be fine if there was no audience beside him, but there are hundreds of millions of people in this live broadcast room, watching him play tricks here…

In the past, people in the barrage often joked that he was the “Leader of the Lighthouse Sect”, and that he was specially here to brainwash… specifically to save the NPCs in dire straits.

Unexpectedly, this will actually be realized in the copy.

He was silent for a moment, and looked at the few ethnic groups below who were quietly raising their heads. When the sight met, the ethnic groups immediately lowered their heads, as if they were in awe of him.

Su Mingan felt that if he said, “Now you all come to pay my respects”, the scene would become extremely embarrassing.

When Yamada-cho next to him saw this, he knew that it was time for him to act.

He took a decisive step forward and said very dog-leggedly: “—Since you see the lighthouse, why don’t you worship?”

Its fast reaction speed can be called a model of dog legs.

“Swish, swish,” there were a few rubbing sounds of cloth, and he immediately knelt down, and even the patriarch Mir knelt down tremblingly.

Yamada-cho didn’t expect that this group of people would kneel when they said they would kneel. He was a little complacent. He didn’t expect that he, who always needs to please NPCs, would one day be respected by NPCs.

Su Mingan glanced at the tribesmen who were kneeling in a row, and then looked at Sibel again: “It’s still not possible.”

This divine religion has also been established, and people believe that he is a god, even kneeling, but the system still does not prompt him to master the element of “belief”.

“…” Sibel frowned.

She took a step forward and suddenly pointed at the person below and said, “—It must be that you are not religious enough! Otherwise, how could Lord Baishen not feel your faith!”

This was a great cry, and the people below immediately knelt, bowed, and kowtowed, and even a few young men cried and said, “Master Baishen’s wife, you can’t say that to us, we are the most devout people. , even if you let us die, you can’t slander our beliefs…”

They looked at a girl in a strange dress on the left and a woman in a red robe on the right beside Su Ming’an, thinking they were all the wives of Baishen in this world.

“Don’t call a woman a wife!” Sibel immediately frowned.

“Yes, yes.” Yamada Machichi, who was dressed in women’s clothes, agreed.

Don’t look at how excited he is now, but he should still cry after knowing that the priestess that made his heart move was played by Noel.

“—You must have a ghost in your heart! Do you have a different heart and believe in the Nine Gods?” Sibel said loudly.

“We didn’t, we were wronged…” The ethnic groups are really complaining, they are really the most devout ethnic people, they grew up listening to the legendary story of Baishen, and they even witnessed Baishen five years ago. No one can be more pious than them when the gods are turned into the sky.

As soon as Sibel said it, they suddenly became “alien people who may believe in the Nine Gods”, which was like a bucket of dirty water pouring over them, and it was more uncomfortable than killing them.

“Sir Baishen, you can’t marry such a woman, she actually slandered your most devout ethnic group…” A female ethnic group with braids immediately said to Su Ming’an.

Su Ming’an: “…Is there any other way, Sibel?”

For this kind of behavior that insists on taking the women around the gods as wives, he can understand that these people are uncivilized, and they believe whatever is compiled by outsiders. of the sober can become independent.

He could feel the similarity to his soul from Sibel’s body. They are companions who live and die together, but not in any other relationship.

She is a very unique person, and the most difficult person to estimate along the way. Layers of mist shrouded her body, and he seems to have only cleared a few layers so far.

It would be an insult to her independent personality and free soul if she was only regarded as an ordinary Huai Chun girl.

“I think about it…” Sibel thought for a moment: “Then do all the rituals that sacrifices should have on you, and see if you can master the element of ‘belief’.”

Jiu Shen and Bai Shen have both formed over a long period of time. If you want to become a **** in a short period of time, you should need a lot of faith.

Dogleg Yamada immediately arranged things down.

“…You go and prepare things for sacrifice, big fish and meat, roast chicken, roast duck, and incense! Wine! Cereals!” Yamada Machiichi didn’t know whether this place was Western or Eastern culture, but let all the people below come here. Once again. When calling all ethnic groups to do things quickly, he looked more like a big **** standing beside the emperor.

It can be said that Lu Shu is dead, and Yamada is standing.

After some tossing, the women of the tribe sent grains and salted fish and bacon, and planned to follow the procedure.

People first played music with bronze drums, then killed animals, bled, and drank wine. Some children danced curious dances.

Su Ming’an sat on the chair with eyes on him, watching the children dance around him. They raised their hands, their limbs danced strangely like noodles, and sang a strange underworld nursery rhyme. The women held torches and chanted the name of Baishen, so that the name of Larsace could be passed on into the distance.

The patriarch, Mika, was even more dancing. He called on the young people to shout loudly, calling out the name of the newly established divine religion.

“Faith in Lord Baishen – Praise the Lighthouse!”

“We are surrounded by the light of the lighthouse, and the light of the lighthouse is transmitted to every corner of the dome-”

“—you shall forget your pains, sorrows, and joys. You are as pure and happy as Kalsa among the clouds—”

“—In the name of pioneers, light-seekers, and fanatics, Larsaus has given you a rich career. As the people of God, you should praise the lighthouse and sow the name of the ‘lighthouse’ religion like a harvest of wheat. The vast land, it will never end.”

“—In this way, ignorance and others will be able to perish and rest in peace.”

Mika raised her hand, as if conducting a concerto, and the tribesmen shouted loudly.

“Faith in Lord Baishen – Praise the Lighthouse!”

“Faith in Lord Baishen – Praise the Lighthouse!”

“…”

Su Mingan is numb.

At this time, he felt that even if he was alienated, he would not have the time to endure it now.

Although this passage was indeed made up by him on a temporary basis, he did not expect that this group of people could shout so emotionally. He must be surrounded by the light of the lighthouse all his life.

… it’s obviously just fake.

…It’s obviously just a very funny scene in the eyes of the audience.

These people believe in these falsehoods as if they are burning their souls, and regard them as the beliefs of life.

Even if it is just a strange-hunting ceremony compiled by outsiders, in their eyes, it is a proof of solemnity and piety.

The nation is suspended in rituals and oracles, life is connected with “He”, and its own subjectivity is unrestrictedly pulled down. Even a single codified sentence can let a person die in hope at will.

He had never seen such a world, and even the beliefs of the people of Praia towards the gods of Yunshangcheng were much clearer than such beliefs.

In front of him, the patriarch Mika stepped forward and wanted to spill the copper cup in his hand. Su Mingan subconsciously stood up from the chair.

“You don’t move.” Sibel pressed his shoulders: “The process of the sacrificial ceremony requires sowing harvest wine on the idol. You are now taking the role of the idol.”

“…” Su Ming’an hopes that those outsiders can be a little more reliable when compiling this kind of ceremony.

The wine was spilled on his body, and it was cold.

Xia La, who was wearing a sacrificial dress, walked up slowly, a golden ring around her neck shone with golden light under the firelight.

“You turn your will into rich rain and send it to the eternal world.

You turn your soul into golden wheat and send it to the field. ”

She sang softly, dipping her fingers on the animal’s blood, then on his fingertips.

“Lord Larsas.” She whispered: “…May you bless the people of the Vault of Earth for a hundred years.”

At this moment, Su Mingan suddenly heard a system prompt.

[You touch “faith”, one of the three elements of becoming a god. 】

[Current belief content: 53/10000 (full value is regarded as complete control of belief.)]

[You can accumulate the power of belief by proclaiming the name of God and holding ceremonies. 】

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[Perfect clearance progress: 70%]

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Su Mingan calculated that there were more than 100 people in the twenty-nine tribes, and they had 53 points of faith, which may be related to the piety of these people.

If he wants to collect 10,000 Faith in the remaining ten days, his time is really tight.

Patriarch Mika said that the news of Baishen’s awakening has been released, but it is hard to say whether people from the nearby tribes believe it.

Several of their neighboring clans fought with each other, sometimes even fighting. If other people don’t believe it and refuse to come, it’s also possible.

But as soon as Su Ming’an and Sibel discussed it, they came up with a countermeasure to convince others that the God of Bai had descended.

“…Are you sure to use this method?” Sibel said softly before leaving.

“This is the most convenient and effective one, right.” Su Ming’an said: “My Innate Awakening Magic Array can only be used three times per instance, and it has been used twice now, so it is impossible to use it all the time. We need a A way to give them absolute confidence.”

“…that would be painful,” she said.

“The pain should be more painful.” Su Ming’an said: “We only need to do this at the beginning, and when the scale of the divine religion grows, we just need to wait for the snowball.”

“…” Sibel was silent for a moment, then nodded.

There was some fluctuating emotions in her pale eyes.

…

Su Mingan contacted Nuoer with the communication tool that Nuoer had left him before.

Since the first tribe had just escaped the control of the tentacle monster and was in chaos, Nuoer quickly left the tribe and rushed over.

“Want me to help?” Noel asked.

“God jumping, pretending to be a god, biting Yamada Choichi.” Su Ming’an said it very briefly.

“…To collect beliefs?” Noel wanted to understand as soon as he heard it: “Okay, I understand.”

After a simple communication, Nuoer wore a black robe and pretended to be a **** of Bai, and went to other tribes, while Su Mingan and Xiber followed far behind.

Noel claimed that he was the newly awakened Bai God, but the other tribes did not believe it.

So, Noel said that, as the newly awakened Baishen, he could lift the curse for the people whose curse broke out. He pulled out Yamada Choichi, took out a small cursed creature he caught, and bit Yamada Choichi one by one.

Those who are bitten by the cursed creature, the curse will erupt immediately.

Yamada-cho’s body was stained with black lines, and his whole body began to rot. The people of the tribe were so frightened that they retreated again and again, and they almost fled collectively——

But in the next second, Yamada Machiichi’s body returned to normal.

Not to mention rotting and dying, even a bit of cursed breath disappeared from his body.

The curse is really gone.

“…you will forget your pain, your sorrow and your joy.”

“The light of faith will shine upon you…”

Noel folded his hands together, pretending to be a god.

The ethnic people were shocked by the sight in front of them, and immediately bowed their heads.

No one can survive a full-blown curse, only the gods can.

“—Sir Baishen!”

“—This is not a fake, Lord Baishen has really woken up!”

“—Only the gods can remove the curse, the gods have come to save us—”

They shouted, wept with joy, and announced that they would join the Lighthouse Cult.

And at the end, Su Mingan, who was hiding in the shadows, opened his bloodshot eyes.

On his body, Sibel had just recovered it, and was responsible for absorbing the tentacles of the curse on his body.

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[Long Brilliant Stay] skill, can select one person to share any damage for Ta, cooldown time is fifteen minutes.

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Sibel’s tentacles can purify curses~www.readmtl.com~ and make people fall into eternal sleep. It symbolizes the evil **** and must not appear in front of people’s eyes.

And Su Ming’an’s skills can completely transfer the damage of the cursed person on the verge of eruption to him, and he can resist the sleeping effect of the tentacles.

Thus, their combination was formed.

He bears the curses of Yamada Choichi at a distance, and asks Sibel to absorb them.

Ahead, in the bright place, Nuoer, who was bathed in the sun, exuded a brilliant brilliance all over his body. Standing in the sight of people, he preached the name of the righteous **** Baishen, and purifies all the damage on the cursed burster.

Behind, in the shadows, the infidel and her companions endure the rot brought on by the curse.

“It hurts a lot.” Sibel held Su Ming’an’s hand that gradually rotted and recovered.

When deflecting the damage of the curse burst, the surging curse will burst out of his body, they will tear flesh, rot his limbs, and melt his whole body…

But when he was on the verge of death, her tentacles could always pull him back from the death line.

Su Ming’an, whose vision was blurred, glanced at the “Bai God” who was bathed in light and faith in front of him.

“Pain is the last thing to mention,” he said. “Go on.”

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[Man is an animal belonging to the noun “meaning”. 】

[As to whether it is correct or not. 】

[For them, it doesn’t make sense. 】

【They are confused, ignorant, selfish… 】

【……respectable. 】

[——”Nine Gods Reincarnation Notes”]

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