"It's a Divine Mark!"
"God has shown himself!"
The countless believers in the surroundings became excited at the same time.
The oracle held the invisible sword in his hand and pointed it at Zhao Yao's head. He said condescendingly, "Are you willing to accept God's gift and become our brother?"
Looking at Zhao Yao, who seemed to be stunned in front of him, the oracle was full of confidence.
He had already subdued dozens of believers with similar means. This show of strength was enough to make the other party listen to him for the next few months.
At that time, he would use the invisible sword in his hand to carve a word on the other party's face. That would be engraving a Divine Mark in the air, which would be another amazing miracle. The other party would definitely be dead set on him.
Just as the Oracle was thinking about this, Zhao Yao suddenly stood up. The mask in his pocket was on his face at some point. This was to prevent anyone from recording what was going to happen next.
"Speaking of this kind of miracle, the most suitable ability is …"
"Meow!" Accompanied by Y 'lisabet's meow, the sound rushed into the brains of the surrounding believers at a speed of 340 meters per second.
The next moment, in the eyes of all the believers, invisible flames rose from Zhao Yao's back and turned into two flame wings that were more than six meters long, like the flames of a demon burning in the void.
Seeing this scene, the believers screamed one after another and retreated frantically in all directions.
The oracle was also completely stunned. He watched dumbfoundedly as Zhao Yao, who was flapping his flame wings, slowly walked in front of them.
Then, in the surrounding void, skeletons made of flames emerged, as if the gates of hell had been opened.
"Who gave you the guts!?"
"Who is offering sacrifices to the gods!?"
The surrounding believers screamed frantically and fled, wishing that they had never come to this stronghold.
Some female believers fell to the ground, trembling in fear and unable to move.
Bai Quan looked at Zhao Yao's demon-like back in a daze, his mouth wide open, and his mind in chaos.
"Demon? He's a demon? " Bai Quan was shocked. "Yes, teleportation, psychokinesis, and puppetry. Who else but a demon would have such an ability?"
The oracle was so scared that his face turned pale. The invisible sword in his hand also appeared. It was a classical longsword. The longsword was pointed at Zhao Yao with trembling hands and said, "Don't … Don't come over! You demon, God will kill you! "
"God can't kill me …" Zhao Yao's last sentence was still a few meters away, but when he said the next sentence, he had already appeared behind the Oracle and grabbed the Oracle's neck.
"Ah!" Feeling the grip on his neck firmly and the flaming skeletons swarming over from the void, the Oracle finally could not hold on any longer. He immediately activated his invisibility ability, wanting to escape.
However, it was already too late. While he was invisible, Zhao Yao had already punched him in the stomach and tied him up with a climbing rope.
Other than the fleeing believers, there were also believers with high Faith Points who charged at Zhao Yao, wanting to fight him to the death.
However, as soon as they got close, they would be hit in the face by an invisible force and fall to the ground while screaming.
Zhao Yao controlled the rhythm of punching in one second and cooling down in one second, dealing with the believers who rushed at him one by one.
Inside the cat carrier, Y'lisabet looked at the phone screen in front of her, maintaining the illusion of the hall.
The picture on the screen was of a demon with flaming wings and a flaming skeleton.
Obviously, this was an illusion that Zhao Yao and Y'lisabet had discussed before.
After all, the other side had the advantage of numbers. Even if Zhao Yao had the ability to stop time, it would not be easy to deal with the other side. It was possible to use weapons, but Zhao Yao was not willing to lose people.
Therefore, he thought of letting Y'lisabet cast an illusion to scare away these believers.
Y'lisabet's illusion was not omnipotent. Her illusion could only create two kinds of auditory and visual effects. It could not be touched, it could not cause harm, and it could not create pain, heat, and so on. However, at this moment, it was like Lord Ye's favorite dragon. It could be said that the effect was extraordinary.
Matcha watched Y'lisabet cast the illusion, but she had a face of boredom.
"So boring, what's the point of this illusion." He directly grabbed the phone and said, "Let me look for it. Let's change the illusion."
Y'lisabet frowned and said, "Don't move!"
Matcha had already taken advantage of the one second time stop that Zhao Yao cast outside to swipe the phone repeatedly.
Y'lisabet grabbed the phone again, and the image of the demon on the screen had disappeared. It turned into a big and round yellow smiley face, a pair of wretched eyes looking to the side.
Y'lisabet said angrily, "What is this? Where's the image just now? "
Matcha said excitedly, "This is called a comical expression. What's the point of a demon? You can change into this. I guarantee that it will be even more effective! "
"Really?" Y'lisabet asked doubtfully.
"Of course." Matcha said, "I, Matcha, am famous for doing what I say. When have I ever lied to anyone?"
Y'lisabet didn't really understand things on phones and the internet. Hearing this, she was skeptical, but she still continued to cast the illusion. However, this time, the flaming skeletons turned into comical expressions.
With a meow, other than Zhao Yao's flaming wings, all the skeletons in the sky turned into yellow comical expressions, flying around in the air. Even Zhao Yao's own head turned into a big comical expression. It was full of a strange feeling.
Matcha stuck her head out and shouted, "Hurry, hurry, hurry, give me a 3D effect too!"
The next moment, Matcha saw the sky full of comical expressions flying around, and her whole cat laughed evilly.
Zhao Yao dealt with the last few believers who rushed up with a few punches. Hearing Matcha's laughter, he frowned and said, "What's wrong?" He didn't let Y'lisabet give him an illusion so that it wouldn't affect the battle.
However, Matcha continued to smile and didn't answer. Zhao Yao curled his lips and realized that although the believers were still running away in fear, the fear on their faces was gradually lessening. Instead, there were more strange and puzzled expressions.
"Is it comical?"
"Does hell also use comical expressions?"
"That demon isn't that great."
"Get lost!" Zhao Yao raised his eyebrows and appeared in front of everyone in a flash.
Seeing the comical expression with flaming wings rushing over, the remaining believers screamed and finally dispersed. In the entire hall, only the Oracle, who was tied up with climbing ropes, and Bai Quan, who was standing to the side in a daze, were left.
The Oracle's eyes were full of fear and horror. Bai Quan, who was at the side, stared blankly at Zhao Yao. The expression in his eyes was extremely complicated. It seemed to be added with fear, surprise, and a little bit of … worship.
"So comical is the expression of a demon?"
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