Late at night.
Inside an abandoned factory.
The surroundings were dark, but there were many white candles lit in the basement.
In the warm and demonic light, many believers in black robes gathered together sneakily.
"Our Lord, the God of Blood, is the only ruler of the world!"
"This world will eventually be destroyed. Only those who believe in the God of Blood, Agula, will receive the final salvation!"
…
An old man with platinum hair, a face full of wrinkles, and a body full of tattoos and amulets hung all over his body looked deranged as he bewitched the ignorant believers.
"Now, let us prove our loyalty to our Lord!"
There was a pool behind the old man, and in it was a bright red statue of a vampire bat.
After praying, he took the lead and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his scarred arm. He held a silver dagger and made a cut, letting the blood flow into the pool.
"My blood, as an offering, my soul, be with God!"
He prayed loudly and passed the dagger to the next person.
Without hesitation, the other person also cut his arm and let the blood flow into the pool.
In the end, the pool of blood rippled with a strange red light, and the statue of the vampire bat in the middle seemed to come alive.
"My Lord … Please bestow your grace upon us!"
At the end of the ceremony, the old man filled a silver wine cup with the blood and drank it in one gulp. "Our blood flows in our bodies. We are all blood brothers!"
"Blood brothers!"
The other believers were the same. A few of them looked pale, and it seemed like they were participating in the ceremony for the first time. They were also forced to drink a few mouthfuls of the blood, and their faces were full of pain.
Only one of them looked calmer. He held the silver cup and didn't move. This caught the old man's attention.
"Drink it, and you will be our blood brother. Otherwise, you will be punished by our Lord. Tell me, what's your name?"
The old man's voice was hoarse, and his eyes glowed green like a wolf's.
"Caspar City's first-class patrolman, Arthur!"
The man called Arthur looked to be in his twenties. He had a head of blonde curls and pale skin. He looked rather handsome.
At this moment, he looked at the old man with a smile in his eyes. "Bloody Butcher Chris, you are suspected of illegally forming a cult, the Blood Brotherhood, intimidating and coercing others, illegally raising funds, and swindling … I want to arrest you!"
Bang!
As soon as he said that, the basement door was violently smashed open, and a group of patrol officers rushed in with batons and revolvers in their hands. "Don't move! Put your hands on your head and squat in the corner!"
Whoosh!
At this moment, Old Man Chris's movements were so vigorous that he didn't seem like an old man.
He magically took out a pistol from his pocket and fired a few shots. After creating chaos, he immediately rushed to the other side of the basement without looking back.
Over there, there was a secret door and passage that only he knew about. It was the only way out!
"Bloody Pope, where are you going?"
A mocking voice was heard, and then a black figure suddenly appeared in front of Chris.
This was a member of the Blood Brotherhood, who was also wearing the robe of a priest. However, he was as agile as a cheetah. With a swift pounce, coupled with grappling techniques, he pinned Chris to the ground.
The patrolmen rushed forward, handcuffed Chris, and dragged him out of the basement.
Outside the factory, there were already black police cars parked all over the place. There were also a few reporters holding flashes and taking pictures in a frenzy. Presumably, in tomorrow's news headlines, the news of the police cracking down on the cult, the Blood Brotherhood, would be on the headlines again.
"Thank you for your assistance. I will apply to the office to give you a Good Citizen Award."
A group of patrolmen were sealing up files and collecting evidence. The patrolman named Arthur came outside with the man in the black robe who subdued Chris, smoking a cigarette as he spoke.
He was indeed quite satisfied with the actions of the guy in front of him.
After all, Chris and the Blood Brotherhood were very vigilant, and it was difficult to get any evidence. Even if they sent out undercover agents, it was difficult for them to pretend to be fanatics, and it was extremely easy for them to be exposed.
However, after cooperating with the other party, all the dangerous activities would be done by the other party, and the rate of solving cases would be greatly increased. It could really be considered a win-win situation.
However, Arthur still held a vigilant and suspicious attitude towards this person and the Church of Salvation that he represented.
Although the other party was a legitimate religion with a license and had not done anything illegal, Arthur instinctively disliked the other party, especially when the other party pretended to be a charlatan.
"All of this is the will of our Lord. Saving the believers who have been bewitched by the Evil God, those ignorant lambs, is also the mission that our Lord has given us!"
The man in the black robe took out a palace-shaped holy emblem and murmured a prayer.
This kind of expression, even without pretending, was at the level of a fanatic, which made Arthur feel even more disgusted.
"Also … according to our agreement, our church will build a shelter to provide guidance services for those lost lambs. Please don't forget to send those people here as soon as possible!"
The man in the black robe added at the end.
"I will."
Arthur agreed without hesitation.
Historically, after destroying such cults, the backbone and core members would be sentenced, but how to deal with those believers who had been brainwashed but had not committed any crimes was really a big problem.
In the past, those old religions were also interested in dealing with them, but later they found that it was purely a thankless task, and gradually stopped doing so.
Now that the Church of Salvation was willing to accept this package, it was a good thing that the police station and the city hall could not ask for more.
It was unknown what method the other party had used, but after those believers were sent over for 'forced study' for a period of time, they actually all abandoned evil and became good, and did not cause any trouble, which made many people feel that it was unbelievable.
"I'm warning you, don't play any tricks or illegal activities!"
Arthur stared into the eyes of the man in the black robe. "I'll keep my eyes on you!"
"Officer Arthur, you seem to have a misunderstanding about our God. We lead people to do good, and we respect the secular world and the power of organizations, different from other religions!"
"I hope so!"
Arthur stubbed out his cigarette and ended the conversation, which was not very pleasant.
"How is it? What do you think? "
Bob suddenly appeared from the darkness, looking at Arthur's back and asking with a smile.
"He's still too prejudiced!"
The man in the black robe said in a fanatical tone. "After going through the undercover of these Evil God Cults, I believe even more that only our Lord is the only true God in the world, the true Savior!"
…
"After the Bloodline Society, the Evil God Cults in Caspar have been completely purged, and our true believers have steadily grown to more than a thousand …"
In the headquarters of the Church of Redemption, in the office, Wu Ming looked at the report sent to him, looking very satisfied.
The whole office was magnificent and looked quite grand, but it paled in comparison to the church in front.
Religion was indeed a profitable business with little capital. Although Wu Ming did not force believers to donate, there were still a lot of people who hoped that the church could accept their property to show their piety.
For example, the former landlord here, the guy who rented the place to the Church of Redemption, directly offered the land to the church after he became a believer.
After Wu Ming met him in person, he announced that the first church of the God of Redemption would be built here.
According to his religious experience, even the most unbearable God needed to build the church as grand as possible, or as mysterious as possible. In short, it could not look shabby.
After hearing this news, the believers contributed money and strength, and soon the church of the God of Redemption was built.
"Your Holiness!"
"Your Holiness!"
When Wu Ming walked out of the office, the believers and office staff outside all saluted him with great respect when they saw him.
"Yes!"
At this moment, he walked into the main entrance of the church with a warm smile on his face.
The marble-paved ground looked quite solid and stable, and in the center of the church, a tall statue of God had been erected.
This Church of Redemption was completely designed by Wu Ming. Naturally, the scriptures were mainly about redemption, light, and so on, and the holy emblem was directly in the style of the main shrine.
As for the statue of God?
It was a young man carved from pure white marble, and every muscle on his body was polished according to the golden ratio, looking incomparably perfect. His face was a mix of Chinese and Western, and the shadows of Wu Ming and himself could be found on it.
In fact, neither the holy emblem nor the statue of God was really important.
The only key was still Wu Ming's Main God Space.
Only with its great power could it continuously receive the spiritual power of believers and directly interfere with the world with the power of creation.
"After the Bloodline Society, our development in Caspar has also reached its limit! If we continue to develop, we will be worried and hostile by the local forces. It's time to settle down and develop … "
As a new religion, the development of the Church of Redemption in Caspar was simply advancing by leaps and bounds.
Looking at the statue of God, Wu Ming said without turning his head, with his back to Carter, Liana, Bob, and the other higher-ups of the church who came in.
"Liana, Carter … How's the training of priests going?"
As he spoke, the believers around him had already left the main hall, leaving the huge space to the true core of the church.
"It's going very well. I deeply feel the greatness of our Lord!"
Liana murmured in a whisper, and a ball of light appeared in her hand.
This was the simplest Illumination Spell, but after it was cast, it also meant that she had officially entered the ranks of priests.
"Very good. In the future, in our church, above the ordinary believers, I'm going to draw a few more levels: priests, bishops, cardinals, and finally, the pope! You have now undoubtedly reached the standard of a priest! "
Wu Ming said in a tone of a charlatan, "Liana, are you willing to become our Lord's priest and spread his glory in the world?"
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