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Chapter 532

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"Jingle said that you are mortals!"

The only thing that the little thing did was to tell the three people in front of her what she thought.

Then, everything took effect. The three people who were originally created by Yamata no Orochi, who had the blood of the Protoss of Heaven flowing in their veins, and whose souls were completely different from that of humans, at this moment, underwent a soul-deep change at the same time. Yamata no Orochi, or rather, the will of Earth, left a mark on them completely disappeared, and they became completely ordinary people. They were so ordinary that they weren't any stronger than a family of three in a small city who relied on wages and lived frugally.

Tsk, where is this place? It's near the World Tree, right under the eyes of the God of the Universe. Even if you scold Jesus in front of God, you shouldn't do it this way. Do you think that Jingle is easy to bully?

Alright, Jingle is indeed easy to bully.

Cough cough, no matter what, at this moment, a certain pet's combat power broke through the sky.

I could swear to the heavens that Dingdang's combat strength was indeed 5, but just because her combat strength was equal to 5 didn't mean that her strategic value was only 5. Especially in this place, beside the World Tree, under the feet of the true Son of Heaven. In this place, as long as Dingdang willed it, her words could become the laws of the world. Although most of the time, this little one's understanding of the laws of the world was terrible, but in her own territory, if she wanted to defeat a "God of Heaven" with a single sentence, it would be child's play to her.

"I've said it before, Yamata no Orochi is just a village leader here, and you guys are working under him. You can't even be considered a street director."

Looking at the three people of Yakusha Shrine who had become ordinary people, I looked down on them and felt very satisfied.

Emotionally speaking, I didn't have any hostility towards the Orochi tribe, and I even felt a sense of closeness towards the three people in front of me. It was a sense of closeness from when I skipped classes for three years and was dragged out of the internet cafe by my elder sister. It could be said that they were my close comrades growing up. But emotionally speaking was one thing, and when these people really came to my territory, it was another thing.

Unlike Leona of Yagami Shrine, who occasionally went berserk but was usually law-abiding, the three people in front of me were living treasures who didn't treat themselves as humans (without a doubt). Even if they loved the world, they definitely didn't love humans. I really didn't feel at ease letting them stay in a crowd. So, the best way to deal with them was to let them completely understand the truth that village leaders couldn't win against a Main Office level.

Even if that Main Office level was just a pet that lay on a human's head and nibbled on a lollipop.

"You guys are newcomers, so you might not understand the situation here." I extended my hand and pulled Yakusha Shrine up from the ground. The impact of suddenly becoming ordinary people wasn't just limited to physical weakness. "This space is a place that you can't imagine. In here, the first thing you have to do is forget how powerful you were in your original world. Do you see that green-skinned big guy over there watching the fun? That guy called Piccolo came from a perverted world. The grandmasters of combat there only need one punch to turn the Earth into Saqima. The highest existence in your world, Yamata no Orochi, is just an apprentice in front of those fellows. But that level of power, in our power system, regardless of whether you believe it or not, is only equivalent to a middle-level commander. It's not even enough to get a monthly allowance of 500 yen. "

"Cough cough …" Yakusha Shrine struggled to stand up straight. The impact that reached deep into his soul made him feel as if he needed to concentrate to even breathe. He looked over with a bewildered gaze. His first reaction to those unimaginable words was disbelief. Yamata no Orochi's position in their hearts was unshakable and supreme. My words were undoubtedly a great provocation to this belief, but he wasn't an idiot. Just as I said, this was already a different world. The fact that he had completely lost contact with his "master" proved this point. Not only were the three of them easily suppressed by a few soldiers, but they also lost all of their power because of a little pet's words. Even though he didn't know what happened to his body, he was certain that this strange place was filled with crouching tigers and hidden dragons. He was an existence that stood at the peak of power in his original world, but he couldn't even defeat a dragonfly here.

"Ah Jun, I don't know why, but Jingle suddenly wants to bite that big guy in front of us."

The little thing sat up on my head and said in a dangerous tone.

"Alright, let's accept the reality." Sharmie pressed on Yakusha Shrine's shoulder, who seemed to be agitated. "But at least don't challenge our loyalty to our master. Also … what happened to our bodies?"

"Well …" I scratched my head. "I might have to challenge it. Have you ever heard of a conflict of sovereignty?"

"?" By Sharmie, Yakusha Shrine, and Chris.

"Our God disarmed you heretics. That's it," I used a simple way to describe it. "But it's only temporary. I know that there are at least two fellows here who will seize the opportunity to kill you. So, I will restore your powers in a day or two."

Yakusha Shrine and the others obviously wouldn't be convinced by such a method, but I'll let Sandora worry about it. I've had enough of the trouble these transmigrators have caused.

"These transmigrators, when will they end!"

I arrived at a quiet park near the third residential area. I threw myself on a bench and sighed.

"From the looks of it, you are very troubled."

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded behind me. I laid on the bench without even opening my eyes. I said lazily, "Why do you have the time to come here for a stroll? The holy water mixed with Nongfu Spring Water has finally been sold out? "

The gentle voice went silent for a moment before finally revealing its black-bellied nature. "… You really are a bad Lord God."

Needless to say, there was only one person who used the holy water mixed with Nongfu Spring Water to deceive the transmigrators in the City of Shadows. It was the highest bishop of a certain forbidden area, the forever seventeen-year-old beautiful young lady, Miss Laura Stuart.

Even though I wanted to say it was auntie.

"Laura, if you really have nothing better to do, go and count the ants under the World Tree. I really don't have the mood to chat with you right now."

Although I knew that such a protest wouldn't have any effect on a certain 'young lady' whose words and actions didn't match the identity of the highest bishop, I still said in a muffled voice. Then, I felt a shadow floating in front of me from the left. Laura had walked in front of me.

"Saying that isn't the position that Lord God should be in. That's just a prayer, not counting ants." Laura firmly blocked my photosynthesis path. She didn't stop talking for even a moment. She used what sounded like an extremely stupid and inferior Kansai accent to express her opinion. It was as though this widely criticized way of speaking had become one of her hobbies. "Then, since Lord God is so troubled, I wonder if I, your servant, can share your worries?"

I opened one of my eyes and placed Jingle, who was breathing on my eyelid, to the side. I raised my eyebrows and said, "Lord God? How long are you going to use this title? You are smart enough to know that I have nothing to do with Jehovah. Also, you should know that I don't believe in Jesus. "

Laura revealed a sly smile. "That's right. Your name isn't Jesus, nor is it any of the higher-ups of the Cross Religion. However, the title of God is originally given by mortals. The real God doesn't even know what kind of existence the mortals who believe in him are, nor would they care about those things. Therefore, to me, you, who also holds the same authority, are no different from God. Or to put it blasphemously — — At least by your side, I can see the ultimate mystery that I can touch. At least by your side, there is a living angel …"

"Ah, there is also an undead creature and a large group of alien warriors." Seeing that I couldn't continue my nap, I simply sat up and looked straight at a certain golden long … long … long haired 'young lady' who had an unfathomable smile on her face. "Laura, tell me the truth."

"Huh?"

"Could it be that you are a spy of the Church of Tesla, intending to subvert the Cross Religion?"

"… You can't pretend that you didn't hear that."

Pfft, any of what you said just now would be enough to cause the entire British Puritanism to fall apart. My Lord Most High Bishop!

Laura didn't pay attention to my doubtful expression. She solemnly placed her hands in front of her chest and made a praying gesture. "I am a very devout believer."

That's right, I believe in your faith, but …

"But the one you believe in isn't Jehovah, right? It is a God that you have created in your heart, an omnipotent and omnipotent God that is filled with flesh and blood. From the very beginning, you only believe in the 'Lord' in your heart. That is why you are so firm and devout in the eyes of outsiders. As a believer, the salvation that you are looking forward to has long been in your heart. Strictly speaking, you are still a believer of the Cross Religion, but … you are another Jesus Christ because you have created another Lord. "

I had always wanted to say these words in front of Laura, because I really wanted to see if a certain unfathomable vixen would have a panicked expression. However, these words weren't something that I could interpret with my mortal level of intelligence. They were all Lina's analysis, and looking at Laura's current expression, it seemed that all her analysis was correct.

"As expected of the Lord Goddess." A panicked expression flashed across Laura's face, but it was enough for me to take 27 1444 × 900 high-definition snapshots. "However, there is something wrong with your analysis. The Lord that was born in my heart is no longer a self-comforting illusion. At the very least, for the time being, you have taken up this position."

I was stunned for a moment. Then, I slapped my forehead with my hand. "Ugh, you are really a troublesome religious fanatic. I say, people like you can't live without finding a God to take the blame for the disasters that you have experienced. Did the Nine Heavens Gods and Buddhas offend you? "

Laura didn't say anything. She only looked at me with a smile until I had goosebumps all over my body. Please, although it is quite enjoyable to be looked at by a beautiful girl like this, you should at least realize your true age, big sister!

"I have always been looking for the Lord that can truly save the world," Laura said to herself. Her voice was low, as though she was talking to herself. However, I knew that she was talking to me. "I used to think that it was God, but salvation did not come because of my faith. God is unreachable, cold and heartless. He disdains humans and is as irresistible as nature … Ah, it isn't appropriate to say all these. In short, in the end, when the world really encountered a crisis, when all humans should be praying but were still living a luxurious life, the one that appeared in front of me wasn't God, but you who claimed to be the 'Messenger of God'. This was a huge impact to my old 'faith'. That's right, I have doubted your words from the very beginning. Even if you had a real angel by your side, I still wouldn't believe that you really came from Heaven. I can't help it. You know how unconvincing an angel who needs someone to hold up a sign in front of her to memorize her lines is. However, I really wanted to see if the one who can save all humans like a God or you who possesses the same power …"

"After I saved the world, you firmly believed that I was the true 'Lord'." I didn't know if I should cry or laugh right now. There were plenty of world leaders who gathered around me because of my hot-blooded act of saving the world. However, I had never met one as unreasonable as Laura. I really couldn't understand whether she was a worshipper of superpower, a bigoted religious fanatic, or just a freak who firmly believed in the Cross but didn't believe in Jehovah.

Err, don't mention to me that female pope named Liliana who is still lost. That natural black loli who only wants to use the name of the "Goddess" to burn, kill, loot, and make money from war is a completely different species from Laura, both physically and psychologically.

"Alright, I'm done flattering you. What exactly do you want to say?"

I sat up straight and tilted my head slightly. "Don't just stand there like a fool. Sit beside me."

An astonished expression appeared on Laura's face. I couldn't tell if it was real or fake. Then, with impeccable etiquette, she sat half a meter away from me and muttered, "Oh, this is a seat that belongs to God."

I was speechless for three seconds. Then, I took down Jingle from my head and placed the little creature, who I didn't understand, on the empty seat between me and Laura. "Let the true God take his seat."

As soon as I said that, the little creature had already nimbly jumped onto my hand. Then, it scuttled to the side of my ear and intimately rubbed itself against it, completely unaware of what I just said.

"This … I still think that you are more reliable …" Even with Laura's usual calmness, when faced with such a "God", she couldn't help but want to laugh. Fortunately, she managed to stop her rude actions in the end. "It's like this. I hope that I can share your worries. You should know how much influence faith can have on a devout believer. In the past few days, I have already seen that the Garden of Eden that you built for the foreigners from various worlds is gradually becoming chaotic. Those foreigners without faith have always taken the grace that you have provided for them for granted. They wantonly trample on the order of the World's End, just like the fight that happened today. As a believer of the Church of the Cross, I can't bear to see such a real Garden of Eden be polluted by humans and eventually shut down like the Paradise of the past … Eh?"

Before Laura could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by my hand gesture. Like a little girl, she revealed a perplexed expression, tilting her head slightly as she looked at me in confusion.

"Just tell me what you want." I couldn't help but wave my hands at Laura. "I will pick something that I can accept and agree to it."

There were two kinds of creatures in the world that were the most difficult to deal with. The first was a beautiful woman, and the second was a cunning and astute woman. A cunning and astute woman who pretended to be young and beautiful could only be described as terrifying.

"Alright, I want to join the Town Security."

Laura's expression became awkward as she unwillingly said the name of the organization that made people regret.

"Why?"

"Preach …"

"Permission granted."

"Eh?"

"Do you think that I don't know what you were planning from the start?" I glanced at Laura from the corner of my eyes. "Spreading the glory of the Lord to the world is the lifelong belief of a believer of the Church of the Cross. Now, as long as you put in a bit of effort, you can even spread the glory of the Lord to another world. All you need to do is to fool a few Transmigrators into believing in God. Preaching to this group of people who are in a state of panic, do you dare to let go of such a good opportunity?"

"I'm very sorry, but this is definitely not because of my selfishness." Since her motive was seen through, Laura's expression finally became serious. "It is a very necessary thing to let these non-religious foreigners know about the glory of the Lord. It is only from the perspective of a believer of the Church of the Cross. No matter what, I hope that you can allow me to be willful."

For preaching … Well, this is really in line with Laura's personality. No matter how strange her self-perception of the word "God" is, she is still a devout believer of the Church of the Cross. I am unable to understand the way these religious people think.

However, if she can use her ability to fool the Transmigrators, it would be a good thing for me. For the Archbishop who has control over the entire England Puritan Church, this should be a very easy thing to do.

"I'll leave it to you." I stretched and stood up. "Preach or fool, use your Archbishop's talent to calm this' paradise 'down. After this chaos is over, I will reward you well. How about I make a pillow for you using the feathers that Alaya plucked?"

"Thank you very much. This is the supreme honor." Zola stood up with a look of surprise, then bowed deeply. "But forget about the pillow. That angel is about to cry already."

I turned my head and saw that the angel sister who was shot earlier was looking at me with tears in her eyes. She had an extremely pitiful look on her face. Speaking of which, when did this girl fall out of my mind?

"Err, don't cry, don't cry. I was just joking." I frantically comforted the angel sister who was in a daze and quickly changed the topic. "Oh yeah, since you, Laura, have volunteered, it seems that we should let the others do something."

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