Belief In The Kingdom of God

Under the faint light of the sky, Chen Ming walked quietly on the streets of the city, observing the surrounding scenery.

In the surroundings, a group of messy and worn-out sceneries are scattered around, and in the corners, some dirt is distributed on its side.

At the same time, a foul smell came, causing him to frown.

He looked forward, and the scattered residents were walking around in a hurry. After seeing Chen Ming in the front, wearing a complete sacrificial robe, he looked at him in surprise, with faint fear in his eyes.

"Here, is this a slum area of ​​this city?" Chen Ming watched the scenes around him, with no waves in his heart, he thought silently.

After a while, he looked forward, where several people were standing.

It was a young aristocratic man wearing an exquisitely made gown. Several guards surrounded him silently, driving away the people around him.

At this moment, he smiled and looked at a man in front of him, holding a whip in his hand, and violently whipping the opponent, hitting the opponent's body with scars.

Opposite, the man gritted his teeth, knelt on the ground, and kept knocking his head to the other person, with prayers in his eyes.

"My lord, please give me some food. There are two children in my house..." He looked at the man in front of him with sadness in his eyes, begging.

However, upon hearing this, the noble man on the opposite side laughed: "Interesting, it seems that the last time has not taught you poor people a lesson."

He looked at the man in front of him, suddenly stopped the whipping in his hand, looked at the other person, and said playfully: "Do you still remember the daughter and your wife who disappeared three years ago."

Hearing him say this, on the opposite side, the man suddenly raised his head with anger in his eyes and ferocious face. He suddenly raised his head: "It's you!"

Seeing his appearance, the guards around him suddenly laughed, looking at the man's appearance, with amusement in their eyes.

"Yes, I did it." In the man's angry eyes, the aristocratic man looked at each other playfully and said.

Then, a regretful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said with some regret: "Unfortunately, your daughter's wife is too casual, and finally went crazy. As a last resort, I had to take them to sacrifice."

His face was drunk, as if thinking of some wonderful scene, looking at the man in front of him, he showed a playful smile: "How about it, now, are you still asking me?"

"Don't forget, you still have two children in your family, waiting for you to get the bread back. As long as you ask me, I will give it to you, how about it?"

Opposite, pain appeared on the man's face. He looked at the smiling man in front of him. He couldn't help but a trace of hideousness appeared, and he wanted to rush up. However, his body seemed to be suppressed by something, and he was still unable to move.

From a distance, Chen Ming looked at him and shook his head slightly. A godhead lightly moved inside his body, and he saw scenes in the dark.

Countless scenes gradually flew in his eyes, turned into countless possibilities, and then disappeared and eliminated one by one with the light shock of the godhead in his body.

Finally, a few scenes that appeared the most appeared.

In the scene, the man raised his head angrily, roared up to the sky, violently pulled out a dagger he had prepared in his arms, and rushed forward.

Then, countless possibilities emerged. In one scene, the noble man on the opposite side showed a contemptuous smile, and then he drew a sword. A faint vindictiveness appeared on the sword, and a sword stabbed the opponent to death.

Feeling the scenes, Chen Ming looked at the opposite side quietly in the silence.

Opposite, sadness flashed across the man's face, anger, and painful tears in his eyes. The hand that was hanging down started to move, but he didn't pull up the dagger he had prepared.

He bowed his head, just knelt like this, and said with a trembling voice: "Please, my lord..."

His voice was trembling, and he said what he had said countless times before, and the humiliation in his heart was surging, making him look dead.

However, on the opposite side, the aristocratic man laughed loudly when he saw this, and a sword slashed at him with swift momentum.

drop! drop!

A little blood dripped slowly, and then a head fell to the ground, making everyone around him startled.

"what!"

Around, there were faint screams of children, and the adult next to him could hold his mouth tightly before he uttered it, and did not dare to let him make the slightest movement.

Opposite, the aristocratic man saw this with a trace of abnormal flushing on his face, and then left with a big laugh, looking quite in a good mood.

Around, they stared at them closely, with anger and hatred in their eyes.

"This group of people should be sanctioned." After they left, one person looked at their back and said angrily.

His family hurriedly took his hand and looked around nervously, for fear that anyone around was watching.

Above the venue, Chen Ming clearly saw the suppressed faces of countless people and the suppressed anger in their eyes.

In the darkness, a trace of black resentment gradually rose, but was suppressed by a powerful force of air, and it could not erupt.

"Even if it is angry again, because there is no power, can I only get mermaid meat?" Seeing this scene, Chen Ming didn't have any waves in his heart, as he thought.

Unlike the previous life, the existence of vindictiveness enabled the nobles in this world to truly master the superior power, so the situation was quite different.

No matter how angry and unwilling civilians are, how can they face the overwhelming force of this extraordinary force?

Even if his wife and daughter are abused and their family members are tortured and killed, they still have to kneel and pray. Even as a sacrifice at the time of sacrifice, it was taken by the nobles.

Feeling all this, Chen Ming was silent, the godhead in his body was running quietly, silently sensing.

I saw that in the city, a strong black air was roaring, boiling, and constantly hitting upwards, with a trace of white luck, condensed into a light red. And on top of it, a solidified air transport was formed. This air transport was crimson with some golden color, and in the center, a little dark blue with a rich black emerged.

"The difference in power is too great." He watched this scene, thinking like this in his heart.

In this world of extraordinary power, even if the number of civilians who occupy an absolute advantage is all gathered, their power is still no more than a few nobles, not to mention the existence of ancestral gods.

In fact, although the ancestors asked for sacrifices and blood sacrifices year after year, they were the most powerful pillar supporting the rule of the nobility.

The ancestor **** of a city, four-level existence, even if it pulls all the civilians in the city, it is no match for him. Not to mention the annual blood sacrifices, most of the sacrifices were sourced from civilians, which further increased the contrast of power.

He looked ahead, where, a corpse was still standing there, head and body separated.

Around, there are occasionally some people who want to step forward to help him converge, but looking at the surroundings, they hold back again, afraid of being implicated.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ming sighed slightly, and then slowly walked forward.

He silently placed the hideous head on the ground on the original body, and silently helped him converge in the surprised eyes of the people around him.

Along with his movements, a pale natural light slowly spread, shining in all directions, as if a soul appeared, thanking him

"It's a sacrifice to the **** of nature!"

Around, someone exclaimed, feeling the warm light, could not help but kneel and pray with tears in their eyes.

"Great God of Nature! If you can see all of this, please drop your glory and purify this earth!"

An old man was crying and talking, his eyes flushed.

As they cried and prayed, a godhead brightened.

In a thick black air, a bright light gradually lit up. Around Chen Ming, the power of the world suddenly boiled, echoing with a slowly shining fragment above his head, urging him.

"This is, is the world urging, longing for redemption?" Chen Ming muttered to himself in response to the power of the world boiling around.

He looked at the crying people around him, feeling a deep resentment boiling.

This is the grievance that this city-state has accumulated for hundreds of years, and it has been suppressed and cannot be relieved.

Seeing all this, Chen Ming turned and looked forward, sensing the call, and silently swore his vows in his heart.

"I, the God of Nature, swear here to wipe out all evil on this earth and restore the peace of the world."

Suddenly, in the dark, a star fragment brightened, and a wave of world power boiled in it, as if responding to him.