"It's over, it's over! They're calling me, they're calling me..."
Ah Cha was anxiously pacing back and forth in the room. The invisible spy machine was projecting the scene of the burning scene. A group of Flying Face believers had gathered around, chanting prayers loudly and sending loud prayers to their god.
But the more the believers did this, the more anxious Acha became: "What should I do, what should I do, what should I do... I said this will definitely not work! Now they have really started to hold the ceremony as you said! What should I do!"
"Isn't this a good thing?"
Wu Ming echoed absentmindedly. At this time, he was bending over the table and tinkering with something, concentrating on something.
"This shows that your chosen one has done what you said. This is a good sign. At least we don't have to worry about his passion for bad things..."
"But I'm just a cheating anchor!" Ah Cha couldn't help but raise his voice. After hanging out with Wu Ming, a visitor from another world for so long, he also learned a lot of weird words from another world, "Have you ever seen any virtual anchor? You can meet fans offline!"
Wu Ming didn't even raise his head: "Yes, there is also a virtual singer holding an offline concert."
"Then you didn't go offline to beat fans offline, right?" Ah Cha was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted: "No! Besides, you asked me to promise to fight alongside them! Now they have really summoned me, what to do?"
"Oh, this is easy to handle. Here, let's move on to this." Wu Ming casually tore open the containment space, took out a revolver from it, closed the magazine with his hand, and threw it towards Ah Cha, who was startled and hurriedly scrambled. He caught it and said at the same time: "Use this thing and you can join the battle."
"ha?"
Ah Cha was speechless after hearing this, looking over and over at this ordinary revolver. For a long time, he didn't see anything extraordinary, and he didn't hide his suspicion at all.
"Are you going to let me go into battle with this gun?"
"What? Do you look down on revolvers? Back then, Jim Raynor used a small revolver to wipe out the entire Zerg air force on the planet." Wu Ming glanced at him, "Besides, this is a gun that stimulates potential, and it's not for you to take. Use it as a weapon."
This world has long been far away from the development direction of official history due to the Great Cataclysm, so Ah Cha naturally didn't know about the game character Jim Raynor. He just thought it was Wu Ming's experience of traveling in other places, and frowned and regarded it with suspicion. To the revolver in his hand: "So if it's not a weapon, then how do you use this thing..."
"Take this thing and shoot it here." Wu Ming used his hand as a gun and pointed at his forehead, "Then you can awaken the double or persona."
The man playing the role of Flying Mask turned pale and almost threw the gun in his hand: "...I think you want to hurt me by riding on the horse!"
"Hey... do you think about the kind of person I am? Would I lie to you about this kind of thing? What's the benefit of lying to you?" Seeing that the other party was no longer easy to fool, Wu Ming sighed secretly and stopped what he was doing for the time being. He turned around and looked directly into the other person's eyes, with a sincere tone and sincere expression, "Believe me, this is all supported by evidence and facts."
"There was once a young man who shot himself in the head, and after awakening, he sealed the aliens on the moon; there was also a good-for-nothing young man who was shot in the head with a gun, and later he became a mafia boss. ..."
He stood up and patted the young man on the shoulder earnestly: "As the old saying goes, young people need more training, and training between life and death can make people grow faster. If you shoot yourself in the head, maybe you will... The genetic lock has been unlocked..."
fart! When I thought this way before, didn't you still laugh at me when I was working overtime every day in Night City and almost died suddenly? Why didn't you see me getting stronger?
Ah Cha roared loudly in her heart and punched hard, but when she spoke, she was only obedient and polite.
"Brother...can we try a gentler method?"
"Okay..." Wu Ming also seemed to feel that he had gone too far. He tore open the containment space and took out a set of ancient and finely crafted bows and arrows. He then opened the bow and set an arrow. The bronze arrowheads engraved with mysterious patterns reflected the dim light. "It's just that I can't guarantee that you will survive if I take this arrow.
I woke up soon. "
"Brother, forget it, forget it..." Seeing that Wu Ming was really preparing to shoot him, Ah Cha immediately panicked and waved his hands repeatedly, "Let's stick with the original plan, but I have a question... …”
"Um?"
"why me?"
"This question is more complicated to explain," Wu Ming threw the bow and arrow into the containment space. "To put it simply, you are the person most familiar with the role of the Flying Spaghetti God. You play him and interact with believers every day. Although the Flying Spaghetti Faith is just It took me ten minutes to write a lie on paper, but because of your performance and the devout faith of the believers, it has a basis in reality and is no longer just a lie... Can you understand what I say?"
Ah Cha raised his head doubtfully: "I don't quite understand, but I always feel that something is wrong... You created the image and teachings of Flying Spaghetti God. It seems that you are the one who is most familiar with this character, right? Why not you? Come and do it?”
"Well..." Wu Ming dropped his face and glared at him fiercely: "If you want to fuck your mother-in-law again, I will put a gun to your head and empty the magazine!"
"Okay, okay! I'll just do it!"
Ah Cha picked up the revolver and pointed it at his head.
Wu Ming also stopped joking, and the repair module was secretly ready to go. Whenever an accident occurred, a ball of repair holy light would hit his face, and at the same time he said softly: "Smash it."
The air behind him twisted slightly, and then a milky voice came: "Father, I am here."
Wu Ming: "It's going to be hard on you for the divine descent. I have accumulated a lot of experience in the previous two divine descents. This time the group's will should be able to complete it on its own. You just need to help from time to time. Remember to take good care of the knights of the church. We..."
"Leave it to me, I promise to take good care of them." The voice of the incarnation of thoughts gradually faded away, "We will definitely restore mother to health!"
Wu Ming nodded and turned his gaze to Ah Cha, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.
Cold sweat broke out from the young man's forehead, the hand holding the gun trembled slightly, and soon his palms were covered with fine sweat.
The projection screen flickered. Zhao Sida was rushing left and right in the stands, fighting with the enemy groups, buying precious time for her companions at the rear. The believers huddled behind wooden boards full of arrows, chanting prayers loudly. word.
Someone seemed to have noticed the changes behind them. More and more arrows pierced the sky and landed on the stands. The wooden boards protecting them were in pieces, barely able to maintain their shape with the blessing of the Flying Face God.
The boy's body was still trembling, but his thumb slowly but firmly pressed down on the hammer.
Click!
The crisp sound of the hammer hitting Acha's heart like a heavy hammer.
The survival instinct of a creature was screaming crazily in his heart, and the fear of death made him breathless. Just like a suicidal man, he pulled the trigger on impulse.
boom!
Flames spurted out from the muzzle of the gun, and the bullet penetrated Acha's head and turned into a stream of light that extended outward infinitely. The young man's pupils gradually lost their luster, and his body fell backwards weakly.
His consciousness collapsed with a loud noise, and fear struck his heart.
Am I going to die?
Ah Cha felt that the ground under his feet suddenly disappeared, and darkness swallowed up his vision. A strong sense of weightlessness and falling came. He felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, falling and falling in the darkness, and could never be found. reach destination……
He heard another voice in his heart.
"I am you, you are me."
At this moment, the devoutly praying Flying Noodle believers stopped singing and raised their heads one after another, as if aware of something.
"I was born from the inner sea of your heart, with faith as the foundation, and knowledge shaping my body. I came to the world under the guise of Flying Noodles. I am actually the incarnation of blindness. I respond to the call and be with you at this moment."
"My will and desire will eventually become your sharp blade, cutting off the shackles and opening up the future."
In the darkness, a tiny flame ignited.
The twisted and chaotic shadows were deeply imprinted on the young man's vision through the faint firelight.
"Come on! Call me by my true name!" The shadow slowly stretched out a tentacle and pointed at the boy.
Ah Cha also slowly stretched out his finger and pointed at the tentacle. A blue flame ignited on his body, and the young man's calm voice came out from the raging flames: "Flying Pasta [Zowu Bo]"
The flames spread like a explosion, instantly illuminating every dark corner. The entire dark space shook violently. The shadow quickly became solid across the intersection of virtuality and reality. In an instant, it crossed the shackles of time and space and came to this world. .
…………
Twisted and chaotic shadows filled the entire sky, and the strong sense of existence attracted everyone's attention. People couldn't help but look up, and then met their eyes with the indescribable existence that came to this world.
"Witnessing the presence of gods, sahk."
A voice entered Giovanni's mind the moment they met his eyes.
He could guarantee that it was definitely not any language he had ever heard, but as soon as the voice sounded in his mind, he understood what the other person wanted to express.
What followed was subversion and collapse.
All common sense, all concepts, all taken for granted and conventions were destroyed and disintegrated like chickens and dogs in front of this existence. No words or excuses were needed. His existence alone was enough to illustrate a fact.
He is God, there is no doubt about it.
Immediately after the collapse of the three views came fear and anger.
"How is it possible! How can you be a god! How dare you claim to be a god!" Giovanni yelled in retort like crazy. Such a truth that subverted his three views should have driven him completely crazy, but his strong belief still made him crazy. The inquisitor maintained his last trace of reason, "Everyone! Activate Divine Blessing! This is a spiritual attack! The false gods are trying to defeat our faith in this way!"
"Ah! Pasta! It's flying pasta!"
"Hahahahaha! It turns out that our god...our creator is a noodle monster..."
"Praise Flying Noodles! Praise Flying Noodles!"
But most of the trial knights did not have such a devout faith as Giovanni. The strong mental shock tore apart their fragile protection, penetrated their sanity and drove them into madness. They laughed and jumped uncontrollably, taking off their clothes. They took off their belts and danced wildly in ecstasy. Some even took off their own armor and clothes before they were done. They had to strip off the clothes of everyone around them before they could stop.
"Is this an escape plan? What a nonsense..." Zhao Sida also understood at this time and couldn't help but sigh. She immediately stood up and knocked down the mad knight approaching her to the ground. She blended into the crowd and prepared to take advantage of the chaos to get to the rear. Join the others and leave.
After taking a few steps, she stopped.
Giovanni led a few knights who still had sense to block her way.
"I won't let you leave here alive..."
