Everything around him was frighteningly familiar, but his body was horribly cold.

The vision is sometimes chaotic and sometimes clear, and it is difficult to distinguish reality.

The whispers in my mind came from far away, from nearby, and from the bottom of my heart, and I couldn't tell the direction.

The body's peristalsis subsides and then becomes restless, again and again.

Lin Feng wandered the streets in a daze, and the sad eyes behind him gradually drifted away.

He is now no different from those contaminated mutants.

...

Natural disasters once again broke out in the city.

The initiator is still the evil Spiritual Cult.

The ground shook, and the city walls engraved with sacred runes slowly rose up, sealing off the entire area.

At the same time, the mountain of meat at the end that will cause you to go insane just by looking at it is also isolated.

The terrifying tentacles covered the sky and the sun. From a distance, the residential area surrounded by the sacred wall looked like a cauldron containing octopus, with tentacles climbing up the edge of the pot.

The city suddenly became quiet and the streets were deserted.

"Whiteman, are you planning to destroy Lorraine?"

Deacon Tang Wei asked the astrologer coldly.

"No, I have calculated that your power left here can completely quell this incident."

Standing in a polluted field that seemed highly toxic to outsiders, Whiteman smiled very confidently.

"I heard that you have very different opinions on your exile plan?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Tang Wei looked at him expressionlessly.

Whiteman said strangely: "It has only been 13 years, and the strength that once knitted together has collapsed. It seems that our departure has indeed made you feel comfortable."

"Be born in peace and happiness, die in sorrow, this is human nature, there is nothing strange about it." Tang Wei replied calmly.

"This won't work."

Whiteman said slowly: "Don't the fall of Shelters 1, 5, and 7 make you vigilant?"

"Hahaha..." Tang Wei suddenly laughed crazily.

"Three million-level cities, with a combined population of tens of millions, weren't all those people killed by you?"

"The contamination is spreading rapidly, and we are just speeding up the experiment a little bit."

Whiteman said calmly: "Necessary sacrifices are inevitable."

"Is Lorraine also your experimental site?"

"Yes, but that guy Shenyue somehow messed up everything and suddenly lost a memory."

Tang Wei said with a smile: "No wonder you want to attack the priest of destiny."

"That kind of power that is uncontrollable and has no use for the cause is better to disappear as much as possible."

Whiteman's tone was very calm: "It would be better to use natural disasters to scare you face to face like now."

"I believe that after this incident, no one will object to your plan anymore, so you don't need to thank me."

Deacon Tang Wei's face turned cold.

"Whiteman, just hide inside and don't come out."

Whiteman smiled, turned and left.

"This is the right thing to do. Keep up with my pace."

...

[Hint: Resistance successful!]

On the deserted street, a shambling figure wandered aimlessly.

The body is constantly resisting mutation, and the consciousness is floating in the deep sea, as if time has lasted forever.

"If you keep resisting like this, you won't be able to see the true face."

Lin Feng turned his head in confusion and looked at the blurry figure beside him.

"My name is an astrologer, and I come from a church that believes in gods."

"god...?"

Whiteman nodded and said: "The God who created everything in the world? People are given a beautiful and happy life."

"The ancestors of our church were so convinced that they also established faith for this, worshiped the gods, and held sacrificial ceremonies regularly. Praying can obtain more good things."

"Actually, I don't know if their wishes were fulfilled. But before they were destroyed, they left a message."

"What...words?" Lin Feng subconsciously asked as his consciousness regained some clarity.

"That's not the god we worship..."

Whiteman recalled the heavy history and said slowly: "So after the end of the world? We started to think about the meaning of that sentence. Who is our God...?"

"To this end, we have embarked on a very difficult journey of exploration. It is a very vast and great project. We need a steady stream of like-minded people to work together to barely see a glimmer of light."

Lin Feng seemed to be confused again, his eyes filled with confusion.

Whiteman didn't seem to see his appearance, and was still talking to himself: "You have also seen now that humans cannot compete with the power of gods? Only by accommodating their power can we gain the capital to compete.

? Not many people understand this truth, and even fewer can do it, but it happens that you have that kind of talent, so you can survive this natural disaster."

"Priest Lin Feng, remember, we are called the Universe True Spirit Belief Group. When you have doubts in the future, you can silently recite in your heart that we have come to call us by name."

Whiteman leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Ephiritia..."

Lin Feng's mind was shaken, and an even greater number of distracting thoughts flooded into his mind, offsetting those crazy evil thoughts.

His consciousness, which was as weak as a candlelight, immediately came out and regained consciousness for a short time.

Without thinking, he directly picked up the dagger and slashed at his side.

"People nowadays really don't know how to be grateful at all."

The astrologer complained and hid aside, still chattering: "By the way, I forgot to tell you, your current Glory Temple is actually a sect that split from our church. Anyone who knows this matter

Not much."

For all the clergy who know this sect, that is the cruelest truth in the world.

Lin Feng's spirit was shaken, the holy energy pool split open, and his body stiffened in place.

The corners of his mouth raised, Whiteman laughed wildly: "Hahahaha——!"

"Well, isn't the collapse of faith a very painful thing?"

"You will never be able to take another step forward on the path of Holy Light in this life. If you want to gain strength in the future, remember to come to us."

Having gained a believer who could only join the membership, Whiteman was very satisfied and floated away, ready to leave.

[Warning: Judgment failed!]

[Warning: Resistance fails, the host is about to mutate, activate emergency procedures!]

[Warning: The emergency program failed to start, and the self-destruct program started to execute, countdown...5...4...3...2...1...]

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In the pure white almshouse...

After packing his things, Shinbu said anxiously to the roof: "Mira, come down quickly, we are going to evacuate."

"But, big brother hasn't come back yet."

"Let's go, there's no need to wait for him."
Chapter completed!