I Created The Salvation Organization

It's an indescribably wonderful feeling.

It seems that he has been integrated into the ubiquitous wind and the world, or in other words, the wind has become an extension of the body, and every surge brings spiritual sublimation.

Before he knew it, Warren was completely intoxicated.

If the rest of the people looked over at this time, they would find that one of Warren's arms had gradually aligned with the flow of air, like a weightless plastic bag.

Not only that.

Together with the old fisherman's arm, it seems to contain a certain unique pattern, or is painting mysterious graphics, stirring the wind of the whole world, unconsciously carrying a sacred atmosphere, and gradually affecting the surrounding world.

However, just as this dance was about to reach its peak, Warren was suddenly shocked.

The whole from that mysterious state, suddenly withdrew, and then gasped for breath.

In front of him, the old fisherman had fallen to the ground, and standing in front of the old fisherman was their captain, the supreme puppet covered in black robes.

"Follow me." The supreme doll named Kong Ze simply said, and then left.

Warren gritted his teeth, shook his head vigorously, and followed behind Kong Ze.

One of his arms had begun to seep with bright red blood, hanging unnaturally beside him. He knew that the bones and flesh of this arm had been completely abolished. Still no pain, just now because of the strange force, but now, because the nerves in the entire arm have been completely necrotic.

And when Warren followed Kong Ze back to the small house, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

Because here, the three who just left have all returned here, and everyone, including Mrs. Berkeley, has a limp arm.

Even John whose arms have been turned into alchemy dolls.

Rather, John is the one with the worst face among all of them at the moment. His alchemy doll arm has been disassembled and placed in front of him, completely turned into a pile of mud, and John's eyes , with deep anger and sadness, an expression that Warren and the rest have probably never imagined appearing on this pervert's face.

"You..." Warren hesitated for a moment, but still asked aloud, "Have you all encountered the same situation?"

"I have to say it." It was Kong Ze who replied to him, "You guys are worse than I imagined. Even though you already knew the danger of the evil god, you still took the initiative to jump into the abyss. Berkeley is a little better, and still Knowing to let the rest of the people try it first, but you tell me why you still try it when you know the whole process."

"...because of the person I sent to try, there were no problems."

Berkeley's voice was a little hoarse, and although it still exuded a fiery charm, it was obviously decadent compared to just now.

"So, you don't think I should stop you?" Kong Ze raised his voice a little, and he could see that he was a little angry.

And Berkeley shook his head and said, "I don't think so now. That distorted feeling... still lingers in my mind."

There was even a little fear in her tone.

Warren was taken aback.

But he carefully felt his own situation, but he didn't realize what Berkeley meant by distortion.

"What do you think the Evil God is?" Kong Ze's tone suddenly became extremely low, "Is it some kind of powerful monster that can distort the mind and change the will? If you think so, then it is completely wrong, the Evil God is not this They exist only to deceive human beings, and their eyes are not on human beings at all."

In a word, everyone suddenly opened their eyes.

In the previous training, they did produce such an image.

The evil **** is terrible because its power can change the will and shape of human beings, turning human beings into complete monsters.

If the evil gods don't care about human beings, why do they do this?

"Don't you understand?" Kong Ze sneered, "Let me tell you, heretic gods, in fact, there is no evil, no right or wrong, they are simply powerful! When they are so powerful, they can destroy everything in the whole world. Distorted into their own shape! The reason why they are called 'evil' gods is relative to us humans! That is evil to humans!"

"..."

Warren and everyone froze.

They digest the meaning of the sentence.

It's not that I can't understand it, but it's because I can understand that I'm so shocked.

Just simple power can change everything in the world?

This is completely beyond their imagination, not the so-called juggernaut, legend, supreme and other adjectives can describe it!

"Is it strange?" Kong Ze glanced at them indifferently, "The same sentence, uttered from the mouth of the strong, has a completely different influence from the mouth of the weak, the Heretic God, it's just a This phenomenon has been further strengthened to a certain level of conceptualization. Let me ask you, from what you felt just now, did you feel any evil except for the will being affected?"

It was only now that Warren was horrified.

He finally realized what Berkeley meant by "residual effects". UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

At the end of the initiation ceremony, he felt that his soul was sublimating. This was not some kind of illusion, but the real truth! Because at that time he had already begun to integrate into the magnificent nature, and every inch of air flow was with him, as if establishing a connection with the whole world.

Magnificent, sacred, moving...

Thinking about it this way, the initial feeling of being unable to escape does not appear to be bewitched, but it comes from the instinct of life telling him that this is the right path.

"Wan Dharma is natural..." The ordinary-looking, ordinary-looking teammate said his first sentence in a low voice, "At that time, I actually came into contact with Wan Fa. In the realm of nature, I am the world, and the world is me... This is the highest realm in the inheritance that I have cultivated. Could it be that my inheritance is also evil?"

"That's right! For human beings, that's evil!" Kong Ze rudely increased his tone, "This body is integrated into the world, and everything is a mayfly. This kind of road that is too oblivious and lightens everything, go In the end, can it really be called a human?"