I'm looking for fairyland alone

Chapter 220 So What About Killing All the Believers in Nuristan?

These messages were not conveyed by someone in words, nor did they let Lu Zhen know them by pictures, but they were directly engraved into his mind.

Therefore, he not only knew the fate of these people, but also knew that the last place on the chain was reserved for him.

If he does not convert to Allah, he will suffer eternal torture in hell just like these hypocrites.

The god-man is not slow, he comes step by step, and every step is followed by flames, but the horrifying sense of oppression has already arrived one step ahead.

This kind of momentum is by no means invincible.

If all this is not an illusion, then this man must be a god who appeared in hell.

But when facing this divine man, there was no trace of panic in Lu Zhen's eyes.

"Those believers outside can see the scene inside?" Lu Zhen asked suddenly.

At the moment when the God-man appeared, the shouts of "Allah is omnipotent" were almost insane.

Karzai appeared not far from Lu Zhen: "Return to Allah and unite with the Mahdi is your right way, otherwise you will only sink into the fire of Allah's hell and be tortured forever."

Lu Zhen said calmly: "Those believers should not be simple witnesses. You let them come to the temple as witnesses, it should be to stimulate them with visions, make their beliefs fall into a more fanatical situation, and use their crazy Faith to connect with what you call the Mahdi."

"You are very smart." Karzai praised, "You can see the details after experiencing it... Mahdi really needs faith as his coordinates in this world."

He opened his arms, and his expression became more pious: "The more insane the believers' beliefs, the clearer the Mahdi's will."

"Have you felt it? Within the permeation and space, He needs a carrier to carry His will."

Lu Zhen suddenly laughed: "Originally the target you chose was me, but after I escaped from the shackles, your ceremony was not completed, and my soul plus the souls of the two disks in my body were not enough to carry his will... Now There is no suitable bearer in the whole city of Nuristan."

Seeing Lu Zhen's inexplicable smile, Karzai suddenly felt a little uneasy.

He restrained his expression and looked at Lu Zhen: "What do you want to say?"

As his uneasiness arose, the speed of the god-man dragging the iron chain suddenly accelerated, and he was already three feet away from Lu Zhen.

Lu Zhen could already see the rusty iron chain on Shenren's hand.

But his eyes were still so calm.

"As I said, I also want to meet your Allah, or the Mahdi, but not in the way you call unity."

Lu Zhen stretched out his hand to grab his chest, and one after another, pitch-black spirit bodies appeared in Lu Zhen's hands, and they were crumpled into fist-sized black balls by him.

On the sphere, many distorted faces flashed past, roaring silently at Lu Zhen.

"Mamel probably didn't have time to tell you, I actually have some accomplishments in the soul."

Taking out the two discs obtained from Mamel, Lu Zhen crushed them casually.

More spirit bodies floated out of the broken disc, and wanted to enter Lu Zhen's body along that connection, but they were fused into the sphere in his hand under the control of the arresting spirit dispatcher.

If there is no detaining the soul, he will definitely not be able to forcibly control the soul under the special connection between himself and these souls.

The sphere in Lu Zhen's hand quickly expanded to the size of a human head.

There are five discs in total, and now the souls of four discs, and the souls of nearly 30 people have appeared in his hands.

"How long do you want to struggle?" Seeing Lu Zhen's every move, Karzai finally realized that things were out of his control.

The god-man dragging the iron chain had come to Lu Zhen, but he still couldn't see his face clearly.

The rusty iron chain in his hand slowly pierced Lu Zhen's chest, trying to string him together with the men and women who suffered on the chain.

Even before the iron chain pierced his chest, Lu Zhen felt a burning pain in his chest.

"It turns out that you really can't make a move, you can only rely on the power of this so-called hell..."

Lu Zhen didn't look at Shenren.

When the iron chain was about to pierce his chest, he calmly pressed the soul in his hand on Mamel's chest, then looked up at Karzai whose face changed drastically: "Mamel's body, plus the close The soul power of the thirty powerhouses is now the most suitable carrying capacity..."

His voice suddenly disappeared.

Shenren, the flames of hell, Karzai, and Lu Zhen froze for a moment at the same time, and then time resumed its flow.

The god-man in front of Lu Zhen and the people on the chains turned into flames and merged into Karzai's body at the same time.

Then, the flames of the whole hell rushed towards Karzai...

Moments later, the sky-piercing flames disappeared from Mamel's body, and hell disappeared.

Lu Zhen found that he was back in the monastery again, his right hand was pressing on Mamel's chest, Karzai with a pale face was not far in front of him, and the woman killed by Mamel was behind him.

Behind Karzai are fanatics.

They were fascinated by the spectacular and frightening scene of hell, and their belief in the Mahdi had reached the point of madness, and their frightened minds had not yet returned to their bodies.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew out of nowhere in the temple, blowing through the souls of all the people, and finally entered the body of Mamel on the ground.

At this moment, not only in the monastery, but also in the entire city of Nuristan, the praying civilians felt the wind of soul blowing from their souls to the monastery.

Everyone felt that the whole city of Nuristan seemed to be different, but there seemed to be no difference...

After many souls entered Mamel's body, Lu Zhen lost his perception of these souls.

At the moment when the wind of soul blows, Lu Zhen suddenly feels that the mixed souls in Mamel's body seem to be merging into one.

Then, he heard the beating of a heart in Mamel's chest.

Alive... Lu Zhen looked into Mamel's eyes subconsciously, and saw a pair of eyes with divine light.

These eyes are not Mamel, but Mahdi!
Sublime, vast, vicissitudes... He seemed to step out of time and space, and landed on Mamel's body.

"Mahdi..."

Even though the development of the matter was beyond Karzai's expectation, after feeling the will that shocked his heart of faith, his consciousness was still so shocked that he lost the ability to think.

This is Mahdi...

Mahdi, who has been in hiding for nearly a thousand years...

The Mahdi who is about to bring justice and justice...

The Mahdi who punishes the wicked and rewards the good...

He is so attractive that anyone with faith in his heart can feel the holiness and nobility of his will.

As long as they see the eyes of the current Mamel, anyone who believes in the Imam can be sure that this will is the Mahdi!
Who else has such divine eyes but the Mahdi?

Then, under the witness of Karzai and countless believers, Lu Zhen, a human being, spoke the first words to Mahdi from Allah.

"Are you the Mahdi?" he said.

There was neither faith nor awe in the tone, just pure curiosity.

This kind of curiosity means equality, which makes Karzai and believers instinctively resent it.

How can a man be equal to the Mahdi?

But in front of Mahdi, they are so humble and dare not make noise, dare not get angry, or even breathe.

As long as any action is made before Mahdi's permission, it seems to be some kind of sacrilege to Mahdi.

They were ready to listen in silence to the Mahdi's forthcoming divine words.

This is as important as the scriptures, just listening to one word is enough for them to know what is the right way and where is the paradise of Allah.

But they did not hear a single word from Mahdi after all...

Something is wrong... Lu Zhen looked into the eyes of "Mahdi".

Although the will revealed inside is vast, it is sluggish and indifferent, showing a rigidity, not like a living person.

"Mahdi" opened his mouth stiffly, making a vague sound, and then his limbs turned into fly ash, disappearing from everyone's sight bit by bit.

It seems that a fragile ancient object that has been buried for thousands of years will quickly rot as soon as it sees the air and enters the sight of others.

Karzai and many believers have been watching the "Mahdi" completely dissipate, leaving only a pair of pants in place, all speechless.

After experiencing the excitement of Mahdi's birth, which will bring justice to them, and immediately witnessing Mahdi's death, everyone's minds went blank.

It took a long time before someone said: "He...it was him! He killed the Mahdi!"

The speaker seems to have overlooked one thing, if the Mahdi is what they say is the messenger of Allah, how can he be killed?
His words gave vent to the suppressed emotions.

Immediately someone shouted: "He killed the Mahdi... avenge the Mahdi!"

The believers rushed towards Lu Zhen in a crowd.

"Kill him! Avenge the Mahdi!"

"revenge……"

"We must kill him..."

Looking at the distorted faces, Lu Zhen stood up.

Why did it fail?

Lu Zhen wondered, did Mahdi not exist, or was there something wrong with this so-called ceremony?
In fact, he didn't want Mahdi to die so inexplicably, without even confirming his identity.

If this is really Mahdi, then naturally he can answer many questions, and even tell him what kind of existence Allah is.

Whether it is Mahdi or Allah, if there is an existence that can answer the doubts in his heart, then he is willing to face any consequences.

……

When the wind of the soul blew, Aravi and Sara stopped at the same time.

Aravi closed his eyes and felt for a moment, then looked at the monastery a hundred meters away in front of him, and said softly: "They have already started."

Sarah clasped her hands tightly: "Elder, they will definitely succeed."

"Except for Allah, who dares to say for sure?" Allawi continued to walk towards the monastery with a smile, "Sara, you don't have to be too persistent. The method was originally introduced from abroad."

"The price is too high. They are unwilling to try it themselves. Instead, they let you try it in China. They may not know whether it will succeed and bring the reclusive Mahdi back into the world."

Sara said: "Elder, but the choice to try is our own, and all believers in Nuristan will not regret it."

"The choice is yours." Alavi patted Sarah on the head, "But Sarah, haven't you thought about it? If the reclusive Mahdi is really brought back to life, what should the royal family of that country do? They Will the power be handed over to the Mahdi? Or will the Mahdi seize it by strength."

Sara said firmly: "Elder, once the Mahdi is born, justice will be brought, and everyone will obey him as it should be."

"Yes, everyone should obey the righteous Mahdi, if there is such a hidden Mahdi." The elder smiled and shook his head, "But Sarah, you know, in our land , Those who are high above are often the most hypocritical people, they are greedy for money and lust, they only have interests in their hearts, but they pretend to be pious, that is, the hypocrites mentioned by the prophet."

"What do you think, in that country, those high and powerful people are like? Will they be people who follow the righteous way of Allah and do not violate any commandments?"

"Sarah, you already have the answer in your heart... If the Mahdi appears, I am afraid that the first to go to hell will be those sanctimonious royal families and politicians."

"No..." Sara's face turned pale, "Elder, they may..."

Suddenly there was a loud voice in the temple, interrupting Sara's words.

With a distance of tens of meters, Sara and Allawi could already clearly hear the shouts in the monastery.

As soon as "He killed Mahdi" came out, the last bit of blood on Sarah's face disappeared.

"Impossible! Impossible..." Sara ran towards the monastery in a daze, "We are so well prepared...It is impossible to fail! That Easterner cannot resist the will of Allah."

Allawi shook his head: "If it is really the will of Allah, then naturally no one can resist."

Sara ran to the gate of the temple and stopped suddenly, turning her head to look at Allawi: "Mahdi's will has clearly come, why did it fail? Elder, you have also felt Mahdi's will, right?"

Hearing the chaotic sound of the temple, Allawi sighed and said cruelly: "Sara, but if the Mahdi is really the messenger of Allah as you said and reappeared in the world, then he should bring peace to the world, and Not fighting and fighting."

"Elder, the Mahdi will definitely come!" Sarah bit her lips tightly with her teeth, and bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. Her body slowly fell backwards, and her eyes quickly lost their shape.

"You..." Unprepared, Allawi hugged the girl's body, his expression became extremely painful, "Sara, do you know what you are doing?"

"Elder, Sara knows."

A soft voice sounded.

A young girl emerged from the street behind Allawi, revealing an unblemished Central Asian face.

Her figure is graceful and slender, her waist straight, powerful yet feminine, and every curve on her body is impeccably beautiful, as if it was a perfect curve intentionally drawn by Allah.

But no matter the face or the girl's figure curve, they are more attractive to others than the girl's eyes.

This is a pair of eyes that can never be forgotten after seeing them once. They are as clear as a deep pool, and there is an indescribable color of compassion in them.

Under these eyes, even if the girl only wears a simple and not fancy traditional costume, she still wears a noble and pure temperament that does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Femininity and strength, sex appeal and holiness of a woman are perfectly unified in the girl.

This is the rumored Sarah with a Thousand Faces that no one has ever seen.

As soon as Sara appeared, a soul flew out from the body of the girl who had been turned into a corpse by Allawi, and jumped into Sara's body.

Alavi sighed deeply and asked again: "Sara, do you really know what you are doing?"

"I need soul power to carry Mahdi's will." Sara said softly, her unbearable eyes became firm, "Elder, we have a backup plan, if that Easterner doesn't succeed, then start with me, Try one by one until the Mahdi comes."

"For the Mahdi, they voluntarily sacrificed their souls... Elder, you can't stop me, because you can't stop so many people from Nuristan from dying, this is the price you should pay for ending the hidden state of the Mahdi shield. "

While speaking, another soul flew out from the street and got into Sarah's body.

Sarah's expression became a little dazed, so that she leaned back against the wall to stabilize her figure, but her expression was more pious: "The elder... I am closer to the Mahdi, I... will Oneness with the Mahdi... brings justice and justice..."

"Sarah, no more dead people!"

Allawi's expression was even more painful.

He couldn't bear to look at Sarah, but walked into the temple.

……

Most of the fanatical believers are ordinary people, no matter how many they come, they can't cause much trouble to Lu Zhen.

The first believer with distorted expression rushed back at a faster speed, knocking down a group of believers.

The golden light lit up, and Lu Zhen violently slammed into the believers, and shadows flew out in the distance.

Two big golden hands knocked away the believers, and Lu Zhen stretched out his right hand, grabbing Karzai's head forward.

Karzai just watched quietly as Lu Zhen grabbed his head with his palm, and then his head exploded, but no blood flowed out, as if it was just a fantasy that exploded.

Lu Zhen took a deep breath.

Countless white thunder lights emerged from his body, flickering and spreading around like a tide, covering most of the temple inside.

The believers around Lu Zhen screamed, and then fell to the ground stiffly, clearing a large blank area around him, almost emptying out the believers in the temple.

The few remaining dozens of believers stood outside the area covered by thunder and lightning. Even though their hearts were in a state of frenzy, they did not dare to approach Lu Zhen for a while.

To expand the thunder and lightning to such a degree, it is naturally not as powerful as when the thunder and lightning are concentrated, but it is more than enough to deal with ordinary people and ordinary people with low cultivation.

Kazair, with a pale face and blood on the corner of his mouth, appeared not far away again, and was grabbed by the neck by Lu Zhen, who had been prepared for a long time.

"It seems that the destruction of hell will have a great impact on you." Lu Zhen said lightly.

The reappearance of the Mahdi must require more things besides the soul and body, otherwise, how could it be possible to support the existence of a so-called Messenger of Allah?
Lu Zhen had already guessed.

As long as the Mahdi is resurrected, he will naturally absorb what is necessary to maintain his own existence, so the hell has been sucked clean, causing Karzai to suffer backlash.

"As long as the city of Nuristan is not destroyed, I will recover soon... soon!" Karzai's pale face quickly congested and turned red under Lu Zhen's palm, "And you... no matter what, you can't escape !"

"Really?" Lu Zhen tightened his hands slowly, "What if I kill all your believers? Can you still summon the so-called Mahdi?"

With rolling eyes, Karzai struggled to utter two words: "How dare you..."

"You want me to die, why don't I dare?" Lu Zhen swept towards the remaining dozens of believers, "Could it be that you can kill me, but I can't kill you?"

Those believers looked at him with Karzai in his hand, and suddenly felt chills in their hearts.

With their firm belief, they wouldn't be so frightened even in the face of death.

The problem is that in the eyes of the believers, Mahdi, the Messenger of Allah, died in the hands of Lu Zhen. Now, Karzai, who is omnipotent in their eyes, seems to be strangled to death...

This is the enemy of Allah!

A devil more terrible than all the betrayers described in the scriptures!

Fear keeps them backing away.

"The devil! He's the devil..."

"He killed Mahdi, and he is going to kill Karzai..."

"This is Allah's punishment for us. Let's go together. Even if we die, Allah will..."

After a few wishes, the remaining believers were like frightened sheep, making the scene even more chaotic.

Some fell to the ground spurting blood, some ran around, and some rushed towards Lu Zhen.

But these people did not rush to Lu Zhen's side after all.

Allawi suddenly appeared in front of the believers and Lu Zhen who wanted to do something, and said slowly: "Shut up."

Lu Zhen turned his head to look at Alavi, frowned and said, "They want to kill me, you... tell me to stop?"

　It's the end of the month, ask for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)