Thus, both sides could not understand what was going on between Li Huailin and Saint Lofrey. They did not understand what Li Huailin was doing either. Why did Li Huailin save them when they slapped him? Did he get a bunch of random people to hit him because he hated him? They really did not understand.
Dilsmo once again thought he had seen through Li Huailin and said to everyone, "Everyone, ignore him. He just wants to make fun of us."
"So … you have another plan?" Li Huailin smiled at Dilsmo and said, "You don't have any other ideas now, right? I guess the only thing you can do is pray to your Holy Lofrey and see if he will be merciful enough to save you. Other than that, what else can you think of?"
Saint Lofrey did not retort. This was the only method he could think of. Li Huailin ignored him and continued, "I'm curious. Do you believe this guy is your Holy Lofrey or not? I'll tell you, but you don't believe me. Now, I'll let you slap this guy who pretends to be your God in exchange for your lives. What are you hesitating about? Isn't that strange? "
Many people felt that Li Huailin's words made sense. Of course, they did not believe that the dead dog on the ground was Saint Lofrey. Since that was the case, why couldn't they just beat him up? If they beat him up, they would be able to keep their lives. This … seemed like a good deal.
"This Patriarch said that I want to make fun of you." Li Huailin laughed and said, "Yes, that's right. That's what I meant. The current situation is very interesting. I want to make fun of you. But so what? Aren't you just tools used by the strong to make fun of me? Know your place. You're just a bunch of trash. And now, you're begging me for something. I don't even know you. Why should I save you? Are you of any use to me? Now … isn't it good enough that you can give me some entertainment? Otherwise, what else can you do? "
"Don't trust this guy! Even though I don't know what his goal is, we have the protection of Saint Ilofrey. We will definitely survive this crisis. We don't need to listen to this guy's bewitchment," Dilsmo quickly said.
"Don't worry, I won't force you." Li Huailin also said, "If you are willing to follow this Patriarch to continue praying, you can go. Anyway, this kind of person is so stupid that there is no cure. I can't be bothered to pay attention to him. To be honest, praying and whatnot is basically courting death. Don't you all know that in your heart? If God is so great, why are you Cyros people struggling at death's door in this godforsaken place? He would have become the overlord of the world long ago, okay? A person's life is in their own hands, so don't choose the wrong path. "
"What a load of nonsense!" Dilsmo immediately said. "If it wasn't for the protection of Saint Ilofrey, how could we Cyros people live in this land …"
"Tell me, if I slap you to death right now, do you think the great Saint Lofrey you speak of will come and protect you?" Li Huailin said, interrupting him.
"You …" Dilsmo's face darkened. "You dare to lay a hand on the believers of Saint Ilofrey? Even if you kill me, God will not forgive you!"
"Hahahaha …" Li Huailin really laughed. He looked at Saint Ilofrey who was lying on the ground like a dead dog. "Hey, hey, this guy said you won't forgive me. I'm so scared. I'm panicking. Why don't you show the wrath of God? Your believers are all looking forward to it."
"The Lord God King will not forgive you!" Saint Ilofrey directly said to Li Huailin.
"Look, these people blindly believe in you, and you blindly believe in the Lord God King. If one day, I drag the Lord God King in front of you like a dead dog, will you be like these people and not believe that he is the Lord God King?" Li Huailin suddenly said.
"Huh?" Saint Ilofrey suddenly froze when she heard that.
"Yes, these words are for you to hear, Saint Ilofrey," Li Huailin said with a smile. "You worship the Lord God King? That can't be right. You only worship the omnipotent power of the Lord God King. What if one day that power loses its effect? Or are you thinking that the Lord God King is so great that such a thing wouldn't happen? What's the difference between that and these idiots who believe in you? They also believe that you won't become a dead dog like you, but the problem is, you are that dead dog. Am I right? "
"Don't say such useless things." Saint Ilofrey paused for a moment, then suddenly said, "I already said, you won't be able to get any information about the Lord God King from me."
"Wow, your loyalty is really maxed out." Li Huailin facepalmed. "Even this can't move you. Looks like I can only beat you to wake you up. Come, it's you. Come over and slap him for me."
"Me?" A passerby who had been pointed at by Li Huailin looked at Li Huailin in shock. Why did he suddenly point at him?
"Because you guys are too slow. I'll just point at you one by one," Li Huailin continued. "You, it's you. Come over and slap him for me."
"I … I …" The commoner clearly hadn't thought of what to do. He looked at Li Huailin hesitantly and didn't move.
"Whoosh." A golden light flashed, and the commoner was sent flying. With a loud bang, he smashed into the wall behind him. When everyone looked at him again, they found that his chest had been pierced by a golden spear. Of course, the commoner was already dead. He had already hung himself on the southeast branch.
"Kill … Kill!" The culprit was obviously Li Huailin. His movements weren't very fast, and he just casually threw the spear. Of course, everyone saw it. When they saw Li Huailin suddenly kill someone, they were all frightened. They hurriedly prepared to run.
However, before they could start running, Millet suddenly let out a dragon roar. Then, she aimed at a building in front of her and released a Dragon Breath of Holy Light. Of course, the building was blown away by the Dragon Breath in an instant. Flames with the power of Holy Light spread along the ground. The scene was very frightening. Of course, the Dragon Breath didn't hit anyone. It only blew away the building next to it. However, because of this, everyone who was running stopped in their tracks. It was obvious that Millet didn't want them to run. This was a warning attack. If they ran, the Dragon Breath would obviously not blow away the building.
"If you're not afraid of death, you can run. I won't force you." Li Huailin's faint voice sounded. Now, it sounded like the voice of a demon to everyone's ears. What do you mean you won't force us? You call this not forcing us? Even so, they still stopped in their tracks. There was really no other way. To be honest, they didn't know how to run. If they ran out, they would be frozen to death. What should they do?
"Come, you. Come and fan." Li Huailin pointed at a random commoner and said, "Hurry up."
"Me?" The commoner that Li Huailin pointed at instantly became the focus of attention. Everyone's gazes turned towards him, causing him to feel a great deal of pressure. Of course, the commoner couldn't care less about that right now. That was because Li Huailin was looking at him. The last fellow who hesitated had instantly hung himself from the southeast branch. He didn't want to die with him.
"Hurry up. Haven't you made up your mind yet?" Li Huailin said again. It seemed like he was getting impatient.
"I'll do it … I'll do it." Finally, under the pressure, the commoner gave in. It was just as Li Huailin had said. The person he wanted to beat up was just a fake God that he didn't even know. Why did he have to think so much? He could just take it as teaching this imposter a lesson on behalf of the great Saint Lofrey.
At the thought of that, the commoner walked up to Li Huailin. Without a single word, Li Huailin pulled Saint Iloflei up from the ground. Of course, Saint Iloflei wanted to resist as well, but it was a pity that he couldn't. His furious gaze scared the commoner who was near him. Even though it wasn't directed at him, he still took a step back in fear.
"Oi oi, hurry up. The others are still queuing up." Li Huailin urged again.
Looking at Saint Lofrey, the commoner was getting a little angry. That's right. This imposter actually dared to stare at him? Did he really think that he was the great Saint Lofrey? Carrying that displeasure in his heart, the commoner raised his hand.
"Wait …" Unexpectedly, at that moment, Li Huailin suddenly shouted. Of course, the commoner immediately stopped. After all, he was someone who could only be persuaded by the soft approach and feared the hard approach. Hearing Li Huailin's voice, he didn't dare to move at all. He stopped and looked at Li Huailin, his eyes asking Li Huailin what was wrong.
"What's your name?" Li Huailin suddenly asked.
"Eh? My name is Lim, sir. "The commoner called Lim didn't think too much about it and answered directly.
"Good! Lim, you are a great man, do you know that? Because you might be the first person from the Lower Realm to slap a god in the face. This feat might be recorded in the annals of history. Everyone, let's give a round of applause to this great man from now on, "Li Huailin said happily.
"Huh?" Lim was taken aback. He didn't understand what Li Huailin meant. This person in front of him wasn't a god at all. He also didn't understand why Li Huailin made it sound so formal.
"What are you guys doing? Clap," Li Huailin said to the crowd, who didn't know how to react.
Clap, clap, clap, clap … That's right. No one dared to disobey Li Huailin's words. Although they didn't know what was going on, they still clapped.
"Yep, yep, yep … This atmosphere isn't bad." Li Huailin nodded. "Alright, Lim, you can start now."
Lim didn't know what was going on, but he still raised his hand and swung it at Saint Lofrey.
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