I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 240: Faith and Blood Debt
Latest website: In the morning, Lingping stood on the balcony sleepily, watching the students in the nearby elementary school. Under the leadership of the teachers, they walked past the streets holding various flags.
The traffic police and policemen rode motorcycles, followed closely, and escorted them.
"The Teacher's Day Parade has begun..." He yawned.
Meow!
His pet barked softly.
Lingping picked up the little guy: "Let’s rest today, let’s stay at home and sleep for a day!"
Teacher's Day is a very important holiday in the Federal Empire.
It is also a legal holiday.
As a law-abiding citizen, he is very conscious of peace of mind.
On statutory holidays, bookstores are never open for business.
In previous years, he stayed alone.
One more cat this year, it's still a house!
Face the wind!
The phone rang.
Lingping picked it up and looked at it, and the whole person suddenly became sober.
He connected the phone and said hello with a smile: "Auntie... why did your old man remember to call me?"
"Oh..."
"Oh..."
"You are in Fusang..."
"Is hibiscus fun?"
"Um..."
"Just fun..."
"What do you want to bring? No need..."
"Yes...Yes..."
Putting down the phone, Lingping's face was a little strange.
"I went to Fusang for a holiday?" He pursed his lips slightly: "It seems that this aunt's salary and treatment have really increased a lot!"
Although, now is the most suitable season to travel to Fusang.
Fusang Kingdom provides all tourists with 5,000 yuan consumption coupons.
But the well-known thing is-others give you money in hopes that you will spend more money.
Especially the souvenirs from Fusang, which are really expensive!
A small pendant is thousands of dollars!
There are also Fusang knives...
A knife for cutting vegetables can sell for tens of thousands...
So, how can Lingping dare to ask that grandma to bring herself something?
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Putting down the phone, the silver-haired major frowned slightly.
Her small face full of collagen is a little puzzled.
"My nephew, I am really diligent and thrifty!" She turned to Chu Weiwei and said with a smile: "Weiwei, if you marry him in the future, you will be really blessed!"
Chu Weiwei suddenly blushed.
I don't know why, she didn't have the initial resistance to the captain's words.
"Perhaps because the captain says it every day..." she thought.
But...
What does the nephew of the captain look like?
Chu Weiwei a little forgot.
She tried to remember, but only remembered an easy-going young man with glasses and the wonderful taste of his food.
But the others are really not impressive!
"That's right!" Ang Lee's thinking has always been very active, she quickly changed the subject: "Wei Wei, let's set off from Kyoto in two days and go to Ryukyu for fun!"
"I heard that the beaches of Ryukyu are number one in the world!"
"Huh!" Chu nodded slightly, and then she asked: "Captain, can your hair really recover in three days?"
Li Anan listened, holding her white hair all over her head, she laughed: "Almost!"
"Look..." She found a hair that was turning black: "It's recovering now!"
"Oh..." Chu nodded slightly.
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Ran Bing walked along the church in the floating city.
She raised her head and looked at the beautiful statue of the so-called ‘Angel of Redemption’ on the top of the church.
At the same time, she also looked at the so-called ‘sacred book of salvation’ that was placed on the confession stage in front of her.
This so-called Scripture of Redemption is not much different from the ‘Sacred Book of Light’ of the ‘Bright Church’ in A1 Floating City where she once lived.
Basically replace the God of Light with the Angel of Redemption.
It's all about ‘human beings in the old world disrespect XX’, so ‘XX punishes God and destroys the old world’.
The only way to be saved is to believe in XX and follow the doctrine of XX wholeheartedly.
Looking at all of this, Ran Bing whispered in his ear and appeared again.
"Unexpectedly, this group of ants actually thought of this way..."
"What way?" Ran Bing was puzzled.
"Faith..." whispered softly.
So, in front of Ran Bing's eyes, a hazy picture appeared.
Floating cities, churches.
Thousands of believers prayed and prayed.
Their beliefs turned into invisible lines and gathered in the church statues.
This is faith!
Believe it exists!
And this power of faith has endless theoretical uses.
"Is this the purpose of the umbrella?" Ran Bing thought.
She raised her revolver and pointed it at the statue of the redeeming angel.
Boom!
A clear gunshot.
The statue was smashed!
One stone fell, Ran Bing ignored all this and walked over to the gravel.
Then she picked up a metal box from the rubble.
This is an instrument for the umbrella company to collect faith.
With a little effort, the box was opened.
At this time, Han Xu, who heard the gunfire, walked in with someone.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing!" Ran Bing looked at the contents of the box: "I just discovered the secret of the umbrella!"
In the metal box in front of me, luminous crystals are neatly arranged.
This is the savings of umbrellas in this floating city for half a year.
All are the power gathered by people in prayer and faith day and night.
Looking at these crystals, Ran Bing felt that his spear spirit was already hungry and thirsty!
As if these things are a great complement to it.
"What is this?" Han Xu was shocked.
"A product made by people to manipulate the world..." Ran Bing looked at these things, and the countless questions in her heart were answered.
Why are there obvious religions that are extremely selfish and extremely stupid in every floating city?
Because the umbrella needs this.
Why do these religions preach that the old world was destroyed because they did not believe in God?
Because the umbrella is needed!
Why, almost all floating cities announced the abolition of the old world family and marriage relationship.
They don’t even admit father and son, husband and wife?
Because they need a steady stream of people who believe in the so-called gods they compiled!
What they need are people who don’t think of anything but gods!
In short, the umbrella is keeping all the floating cities as livestock!
The people raised in the floating city are even worse than the livestock in the old world!
Because the breeding factories in the old world have to raise their own livestock, but the umbrella does not need to do anything, just control the religion!
Then the problem comes...
Ran Bing threw a spar to his spear spirit.
Crack, click, chewing sound came from her revolver.
She turned her head, looked at Han Xu, and asked: "Captain Han, where is your city lord?"
"I want to see him!"
She wanted to ask, why the other faction in Floating City, which is obviously opposed to these religious lunatics, would tolerate these lunatics?
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Holding the "Steel Truth", Elizabeth knelt before the sacred steel altar, chanting the sacred prayer: "Bell the big bell once..."
Thousands of believers chanted with her: "Bell the big bell once..."
Sacred prayers resounded throughout the entire mountain gorge.
Hundreds of thousands of believers chanted extremely sincerely.
Today is an extremely important day!
There are more than half a million believers in machinery and people of steel today!
All the doomsday fortresses of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers with this sacred altar as the core have now all converted to the way of steel.
A grand mass like this can attract hundreds of thousands of people to attend!
Many people even risked to come from fortress hundreds of kilometers away.
Everyone wants to get the revelation of the gospel of machinery and the blessing of steel!
Because miracles exist.
Countless people have been healed by the great and compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva, the incarnation of the great spirit.
And people have witnessed with their own eyes how the Great Merciful Gatling Bodhisattva eliminated the terrifying evil **** "Dark Side of the Moon".
So everyone is extremely religious!
They worshipped, crawled, and prayed.
Magnificent praise and neat prayers shook the world.
Countless enlightened auras are incorporated into the sacred steel altar in praise and prayer.
Make it more rounded, sacred and great.
By now, this steel altar is completely different!
It's not far from being upgraded!
At most half a month later, it may have an opportunity.
As long as you can inject enough flesh and blood of the evil god's minions during the introduction, maybe you can be upgraded to a sacred mechanical temple in one fell swoop!
Become a node of the great spirit of omnipotence.
But...
Elizabeth raised her head, she looked towards the sky.
Since the dark side of the moon fell, the sky of the earth has once begun to turn blue.
Although the sun's light, it is still cold.
But...
At least, the blue sky makes people see hope.
But now, the sky is eroded by some force again.
A new evil **** appeared on the moon.
And...
He is very likely to launch a surprise attack on the steel altar on the ground at any time!
Elizabeth felt it!
The "Steel Truth" in her hand also issued an early warning.
Those abominable despicable evil gods will not allow the great spirit of all mechanisms to appear in this universe.
They will do everything they can to stop it!
"But..." Elizabeth closed the Iron Mantra in her hand, and she laughed: "The ignorant evil gods, how do you know the greatness of the spirit of all things?"
"When he comes..."
"The truth and justice of the universe will be reshaped!"
"These despicable evil gods are destined to be swept into the trash!"
There is no doubt about this.
Elizabeth knew that she knew, and she knew that the evil gods should have felt it.
Otherwise, they will not come back.
Otherwise, they would not dare to step into the atmosphere.
Only dare to watch from afar.
"War, right in front of my eyes..." she thought.
So he held the "Steel Scripture" in his hand and walked to the sacred steel altar.
She looked at all the devout believers.
The steel bhikshuni began to preach: "The great spirit of all possibilities, he is the supreme being of materialism..."
"Billions of turrets are his glory, and the roaring engine is his sermon!"
"Because he is a **** born in machinery, the highest conceived in steel..."
"Because he is so much steaming!"
"Because he is Nanwu Gatling Bodhisattva!"
"So, we should follow His path, just like a machine walking on the ground and the engine roaring!"
"We should serve His holy words..."
"Amen!"
"Amen!" Countless believers worshipped.
Then the believers raised their heads and looked at the mechanical nun, the steel bhikuni.
The surrogate of the spirit of all chances on the earth, the bhikshuni who is favored by the Bodhisattva Gatlin.
Elizabeth said softly: "I announce that, in the name of the Spirit of Almighty, starting today, I will form a guardian army!"
"I announce..."
"In the name of Nanwu Gatling Bodhisattva, I will establish the Iron Commandment Institute!"
"All the people of steel and the people of machinery have an obligation to participate!"
In these days, the accumulated power of faith is enough to summon new mechanical guards and steel monks from this steel altar!
But before that, there is one more thing to do-prayer.
Pray to the great spirit of all chances and ask for his approval!
Pray to the compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva, and ask for his permission!
So, Elizabeth turned around and faced the holy steel altar. She knelt on one knee, led all the believers, and began to pray.
"Bell the big bell once..."
The holy prayer rang again.
But this time, their prayers have a clear direction.
Pray directly to the great spirit of omnipotence, to the compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva!
The grand sacred hymn resounds between heaven and earth.
On the steel altar, the mist of God's Holy Spirit is surging.
The mechanical heaven is reflected in people's hearts.
That is the heaven of steel and the promised land of machinery.
All the people of machinery, the warriors of steel, can ascend into that heaven on the last day, when the spirit of all things descends.
Become a member of the eternal warrior of the great spirit!
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It's almost noon.
Lingping watched the soap family ethics drama on TV.
He was lethargic and yawned again and again.
"Hey..." He sighed: "This is not good in the mobile Internet era..."
"The masculine TV series almost disappeared..."
In the past, you can often see historical dramas or war movies with huge investments on TV.
However, since the beginning of the mobile Internet era.
These things disappeared.
The reason is simple, all men are taken away by mobile games.
The canyon, chicken eating and various card games have swallowed countless original TV series audiences.
So, there are no more blockbuster movies on the screen.
"Go to sleep..." the boring bookstore owner mumbled, turned off the TV, and then swayed upstairs.
He walked into the bedroom, lay on the bed, and entered a sweet dream.
In a daze, he seemed to hear some people's voices.
"Great..." Some voice pleaded in his ear, but it seemed that because of interference or noise, he couldn't hear most of the content, and only heard some words: "We want to... Army... Discipline Academy..."
Ling'an listened, he turned over in his dream, not very clear.
But...
He has always been friendly and helpful.
Even in a dream!
So he hummed and mumbled: "You can figure it out..."
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Elizabeth opened her eyes.
All the believers opened their eyes closed.
Because, in the steel altar.
The rumbling oracle is coming!
The steel is shaking!
The machinery is roaring!
Everyone felt that the nanomachines and fusion engines in their bodies were cheering.
That is a great god!
The sacred voice of the savior born in steel, a precursor to the coming!
"You..."
Sacred prayers overflowed from the steel altar.
Every word is so majestic, full of sacredness and greatness.
"Let's do it!"
The purpose of the Spirit of Almighty is so clear and so generous!
He didn't even make any demands.
He only approved people's requests after hearing the prayers of believers and people!
What a mercy!
Everyone burst into tears.
God's grace is mighty!
More than 100,000 believers worshipped one after another and bowed their heads to the sacred altar: "Great spirit of all mechanisms, your will is our mission!"
They kowtow one after another, and their faith and piety to God have deepened!
So, everyone began to chant the Prayer of Truth from the Mechanical God: "Bell the bell once, push the lever..."
The sound is rolling, like thunder!
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After several hours of waiting, Ran Bing finally saw the lord of this floating city, in his private cabin.
She looked at the man sitting on the throne of the city lord.
He is about fifty years old, wearing an old-world military uniform.
There is a star on the shoulder!
Ran Bing threw the metal box in his hand to the ground.
"City Lord!" She asked: "Do you know the purpose of redeeming the church?"
Tyne looked at the girl, and he nodded.
The city lord, who has walked from the old world to today, picked up a remote control, pressed it once, and a screen lit up, showing the scene when the old world collapsed.
In the sky, thick smoke billows.
A starship is planted from the atmosphere.
On the ground, the crowd ran away crying and fearing.
The earth is cracking and the ocean is roaring.
The world is already doomed!
The screen is fast-forwarding, and finally, it freezes in a scene of countless refugees boarding a floating city.
"Do you know these?" Tyne asked after playing the short video.
Ran Bing nodded.
"Then you should also know some things about umbrellas in the old world!"
Ran Bing nodded again.
"But you certainly didn't know that umbrellas are the builders of all floating cities!" Tyne stood up, and he stroked a statue on his seat: "In the old world, umbrellas are almost all industrial and technological Participants..."
"Pharmaceutical, military, biochemical, agricultural and even sales..."
"They went deep into every aspect..."
"They bought almost everyone with money and deceived everyone..."
"We didn’t wake up until the old world collapsed..."
Tyne looked up: "But what's the use?"
"The world has been destroyed... Everything is gone..."
"We, these survivors, have to rely on umbrellas..."
"Their spare parts, especially the spare parts of the floating city host!"
"I must be responsible for every human surviving!"
Ran Bing was silent as he listened.
Because if what Tain said is true, then if you change her, I'm afraid it can only be so.
The survival of the world and the survival of mankind are above all else!
Then she asked: "Is the same with other floating cities?"
Tyne shook his head: "I don't know..."
"However, most of them should be like this..."
"That..." Ran Bing raised his head and asked again: "City Lord Tyne, do you know that the umbrella stronghold is there?"
Tyne shook his head: "In the old world, their headquarters was in New York..."
"But now it has sunk into the sea..."
"Now... where is their headquarters? No one knows..."
"But I heard a legend..."
"Umbrellas are making artificial gods..."
"Before the collapse of the old world, their plan was close to success..."
"But after the collapse of the Old World, many of their bases and strongholds were destroyed along with the Old World..."
"Some people say...on the moon, on the back of the moon, there may be a secret base for umbrella..."
"Perhaps, their headquarters has been moved there..."
"But...no one can confirm..."
"Because, our starships have all crashed..."
Ran Bing listened: "The moon?" She thought.
Then she raised her head: "Even on the moon, I will drag them down and kill them all!"
She has this confidence!
Because she is a monster!
The real monster!
A monster even scarier than an umbrella!
Saya’s song rang in my ears.
"Saya...Saya..."
"Saya...Saya..."
"My lovely daughter..."
"My kind daughter..."
"Mom loves you!"
Ran Bing understood that she had no barriers to reading the Book of Saye.
"Thank you!" She picked up the gun and the metal box on the ground, turned and left.
"Aren't you holding me accountable?" Tyne asked, stopping her.
Ran Bing smiled: "City Lord, your responsibility will be investigated and examined by the citizens of your floating city..."
"Your choice will be judged by history!"
"This has nothing to do with me!"
"History..." Tyne raised his head: "Is there a future for mankind?"
"Yes!" Ran Bing raised his gun: "If I live, mankind will definitely be able to return to the ground and rebuild our world!"
"Even~IndoMTL.com~This will make me a monster!"
"But history will eventually give me a correct judgment!"
"Just as history will judge your life for the city lord!"
She pushed them away and strode forward.
Here, there is no need to stay anymore.
She will continue to embark on the journey and continue to follow the trail of the umbrella.
Until every member of that evil company is killed!
Drag their immortal plans and the so-called gods to **** and tear them apart together!
This is her mission!
Even if you become a monster, even if you become a terrifying inhuman existence, you will not hesitate!
Because the blood debt must be paid by blood!