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Chapter 64 The Evil Thought Is Really a Grumpy Brother
Chapter 64 Evil thoughts are really a grumpy old man
Linton opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but reason told him not to try to reason with a bewildered man.

It's easier to say emotionally.

[What kind of shit agent, if your god wants to be a dog for me, he has to line up a team from Farathon to Heishui Village]

Linton frowned slightly as he swatted away the words of evil thoughts like flies, and looked around.

At this moment, almost everyone in the church has almost no gazes, but except for the first time, there are very few comments now, because they dare not try to deduce the purpose of the gods they believe in, and can only look at him with curious eyes.

Moreover, no one doubted the authenticity of Marvin's words.

——This is a hall dedicated to the image of the gods, and what is about to be revealed is the revelation cast by the gods. Any lie will only appear ridiculous under its gaze.

Could it be that this guy spread rumors everywhere, and what he said was true, that's why he received the invitation to listen to the "divine enlightenment", right?

Linton had a headache.

He was still thinking about saving money to quit the Truth Society. If he was passed on by people like them, let alone quitting, he might have to prepare a few more blood bars after the server opened.

"Clap clap-"

Just as Linton was pondering the words to refute Marvin's argument, the crisp clapping sound drew everyone's attention.

Linton raised his eyes and looked behind him.

The face is ordinary, the expression is gentle, and the clothes are different from everyone else. It is not the standard black robe that the congregation is equipped with, but a poor-quality tuxedo with rough fabric, which seems to be classy, ​​but not classy.

The moment he appeared, all the congregants except Linton clasped their hands together and bowed slightly.

"By God—"

The man also bowed slightly in response.

Linton looked at the man who suddenly appeared, his eyes were slightly cold.

Passas, the absolute villain in the game plot, a character who can't be cleared with 84, even saying that he is cruel and merciless seems to belittle him.

In the plot, he created the biggest conflict in Farathon since it was built. The inner city and the outer city, the civilians and the royal family, the nobles and the knights are all his objects of use, including the senior congregants in the church now!
What he did does not need to be described, his crimes can be written with a string of numbers.

47552.

This is counted by the players. The NPCs who died in this chaos did not include the congregants of the Truth Church.

As for the injured, there are countless.

Therefore, Linton didn't have a good impression of the person in front of him, and it was even more impossible to bow down and salute.

But the other party didn't seem to care.

Parsas smiled and said, "Everyone, Allah's revelation is coming, please find your place and listen with peace of mind."

He suddenly looked at Linton and said with a chuckle, "Stop trying to spy on our agent, it's his first time here, and he will be embarrassed to be stared at by so many people."

"."

Linton frowned slightly, suddenly feeling a little strange.

As one of the Twelve Stars of the Truth Society, it is impossible for Passas not to know whether he is an agent, because he passed the parchment to him not long ago, but why did he say that?
Also, I came here because of his invitation. Could it be that Ma Wen cried so realistically that he succeeded in fooling the twelve stars?

"Mr. Crewishire."

The call woke Linton from his thoughts.

Passas stood in front of him, smiled and said, "Sir, do you have any difficult problems?"

Linton narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Sir, I would like to know why they and you regard me as an agent of Allah. I personally think that I should not be qualified for this."

"I don't know, but they all said that, and I yelled too." Passas spread his hands, seemingly helpless.

Bad taste?
Linton didn't think it was that simple, but one thing was obvious—Pasas didn't want to answer his own question.

"Okay, Mr. Crewishire, if you have no other questions...'God Revelation' is about to come, please listen at ease." Passas made a gesture of invitation to an empty seat.

"Thank you."

Linton bid him farewell without any thanks, walked over and sat down, and the congregation sitting next to him in the same black robe with a hood to hide their faces bowed to him with folded hands, and he also responded.

Passas also walked towards the innermost statue.

What happened next was the same as on Sunday. The dream was also created by a pure white book, but this time, the person who initiated the dream was replaced by a more advanced one.

When the snow-white light covered the entire underground church like a scroll, everyone recorded it with their pupils, and then closed their eyes to save it.

People from the Truth Society really like to sleep in groups. This was Linton's last thought when he fell asleep.

——When everyone closed their eyes and listened to the revelation in peace, the black-robed congregation sitting next to Linton turned their heads slightly and stared at his sleeping face.

Linton opened his eyes and looked around.

He was sitting in a room, and the whole room was illuminated by light from nowhere.

The walls, floor, and ceiling were all white, with no windows or doors, and there was nothing else in the room except a square table with two chairs in front of and behind it.

It's like an interrogation room built in no man's land, specially used to torture criminals' psychology.

With this in mind, Linton sat down in one of the chairs.

Unlike the last time he entered the dreamland, this time he remembered everything that happened to him, even the player panel was still there, with messages of evil thoughts urging him to smash the tables and chairs.

"Next, what should I do?"

Suddenly, Linton looked up suddenly as if realizing something.

He saw a light sitting opposite him.

It was a beam of warm yellow light, without lines or shapes, just pure glow.

"You don't need to do anything, you just need to listen to my question." Guang said, "You don't need to answer, how many words have lost their original meaning the moment they are spoken."

The tone of its voice is distorted, its voice is unpredictable, and its tone is unclear. It seems to be out of tune with this world, but it can make Linton understand its meaning.

Linton was silent for a while, then said, "Ask."

The light flickered on and off, and it took a long time to spit out a complete sentence.

"When God looks down on the world, will his eyes rest on everyone?"

Linton was taken aback.

He originally thought that He would ask himself some philosophical questions, who am I, where am I, what am I going to do, and so on.

What is the problem?
I'm not a god, how do I know if it will?
At this moment, the light flickered again: "I understand."

"?"

Linton was full of question marks.

What do you understand?I didn't even think about it myself
However, his thoughts did not continue, because he saw the virtual text floating in front of his eyes.

[What kind of stupid question, do you think that when you trampled to death the ants, you would count how many of the same ones died? 】

This evil thought is really a violent old man
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