Charles' Adam's apple twitched slightly, but under Mil's frown, he still said truthfully: "I belong to the Church of Disaster. We believe in the God of Disaster, and the way is destruction."
"Destruction, the way is destruction, what do you mean?"
"It is destruction, sir. You can understand it as a ritual, a path of destruction. There are ten sequences in total, from sequence nine to sequence zero. Of course, not only the path of destruction, but other paths have ten sequences, and the path of destruction sublimates life and enters a higher level. High-sequence rituals are destruction, and each sequence requires different destruction rituals."
Charles swallowed: "Let me tell you this, sir, the steam factory explosion half a year ago originated from the sublimation and destruction ritual of a Sequence Seven-Pale Man."
Hearing this, Mir pondered deeply. This seemed to be an upgrade system. The lowest level was Sequence Nine, and each upgrade required completing the ritual corresponding to his own path.
"What sequence are you in?" Mir stared at Charles: "What are your abilities and what are the conditions for promotion? How did you reach this sequence?"
Charles did not hide anything, simply making Mirdu wary: "I am the Sequence Nine-Destroyer. After becoming a Destroyer, you will gain unparalleled power. As you can see, I am indeed very strong and can split the bed with one knife." Not many people are in two.
But you don’t need to be too wary of me. No matter how strong I am, I will still die with a single shot.
Sir, I am the original sequence. The most important thing to become a passer is to believe in the god and gain the god's gaze. Then you can complete the initial ritual, and then find an opportunity to drink the magic potion and become the original sequence nine. "
Having said this, Charles' pupils became dilated for a while: "Those righteous gods will not cast their eyes on you, just join the Church of Disaster."
"What are you doing again?" Mir looked at Charles seriously.
"Oh~ No, sir, I just fall into self-orgasm when preaching. Just think of me as an incurable heretic lunatic."
"Tsk," Mir would not completely believe his lies, but there were still some questions he wanted to answer: "What is the magic potion? Every church has different ways, so what are the other ways?"
Hearing this, Charles chuckled:
"A magic potion is a magic potion. It is made from the materials you pointed out. Our potions are distributed by the top management. They are free. If you are a neutral sect, you have to pay a certain price to obtain the potion formula... ..Speaking of other avenues.
The path of the Earth Church is to protect, the path of the Forest Church is to heal, and the path of the Wisdom Academy is to seek knowledge.
Those hypocritical guys make others think that they are a group of selfless devotees, but in fact they are just for sublimation. They are extremely hypocritical. "
Mir looked at him with disdain: "Look what I saw, a clown hiding in the shadows, trying to bring himself some peace of mind in a demeaning way, but you actually know that the way requires gods and believers to go both ways. , and the clown in the darkness will not cast a protective gaze on you even if he kneels under the statue of Mother Earth for a hundred years. People who have destructive intentions mock the hypocrisy of those who have protective intentions. This is really the coldest joke of the year."
Upon hearing these words, blue veins popped up on Charles's face, as if his fig leaf had been torn away, and he wanted to use rage to maintain the last so-called reason, like the death row criminal who swung the butcher's knife at the innocent, opening his vicious lips, He spat out "This is all forced! Why doesn't He turn his attention to me!"
But the sudden breath of death made him calm down instantly.
After seeing him calm down, Mir temporarily gave up the idea of pressing the trigger.
"Hahaha, you are right, I am just a self-deceiving lunatic. I do have to admit that those who are on the path to the righteous god are different from me. They are just a group of stupid saints. But this is also the reason why they are rare. After all, there are idiots in this world. Not much, hahahaha.”
After seeing the impatience on Mill's face, Charles quickly continued: "Yes, there are other churches, just like me. The path of the catastrophic church is destruction, the path of the fallen church is sin, and the path of the church in the next world is blasphemy!"
"Blasphemy?" Mir remembered that he was teasing Moonlight Church because of alcohol when he came out of the restaurant, and an unknown person kept shouting blasphemy in his mind: "Their ceremony is not about blasphemy, right?"
"Blasphemy?" Charles looked at Mir in surprise: "This is really a joke that is more heretical than heresy. Maybe you are very suitable for the church in the other world, hahahaha, but I don't know their rituals, maybe a certain high-sequence The sublimation ceremony is blasphemous, hey, they should be called crazy."
"Going on, there are three major neutral churches."
"Of course, sir, the Moonlight Church's approach is deception, the Dark Church's approach is desire, and the Ocean Church's approach is fighting."
Does every church have its own path? Then what is your own path? Ellie is not a god in one of these nine churches. The Moonlight Church, which is the closest, has also been excluded at the entrance of the restaurant. Doesn't he have a way?
So, why do you know that your path is destruction? Did the gods tell you? "
When Charles heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said: "This is really a good question. Who knows whether the route was discovered at the beginning or was directly informed by the gods. Maybe it was the original destroyers who knelt down. Praying in front of the statue of the God of Disaster, the God felt pity and told them directly. After all, some people are indeed more favored by the God."
"Actually, there is one more thing," Charles' pupils became more and more dilated: "Even if you have not become a Sequence Nine, as long as you are looked at by the gods and tend to the church, you can be sublimated. That is a power that cannot be underestimated, but you always understand Not coming, dear sir.
Because, you are going to die. "
After hearing this, Mir pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"Bang," a violent gunshot sounded, beating Charles' face to pieces, but the bullet was unable to penetrate his skull at this moment.
When Mir looked surprised, Charles held up his rotten face, stretched out his hands to pinch Mir's neck, pulled him out, broke through the window and smashed him into the garden. The purple tail flowers around him were all stained with blood: "I'm here What are you waiting for when you’re waiting for a sacrifice?”
Mir spit out a mouthful of rich blood, and the violent impact on his abdomen made his head feel dizzy.
"Let him go, Charles, you son of a bitch!" At this moment, Amelia heard the movement and pushed open the closet door.
Hearing this familiar voice, Charles turned his head and looked behind him, only to see Amelia's slender hands peeling off a large piece of the broken glass and throwing it at Charles.
The glass piece carried the sound of wind and stuck straight into Charles' back.
Charles pulled out the glass piece expressionlessly and looked at his former fiancée with a ferocious expression on his face: "Bitch, you were hiding, now you want to attract my attention? I'm going to let you watch him die!
When I kill him, your ending will not be much better. I will let you know what it means to kill by a madman, and I will insult everything about you bit by bit. "
"Cough~" At this moment, a cough came. Charles lowered his head in surprise and looked at Mir who was pinched by him. He looked so helpless, like a puppy tied up with chains: "You are more like me now. You clown in the darkness, I will take off your hands and feet and let you watch helplessly as she is being humiliated."
"Bah~" As soon as he finished speaking, Mir spit out a mouthful of blood on Charles' face: "You can't wait until that time.
Because, you are going to die. "
When Charles heard this, veins popped up on his face, and he strangled Mir's neck fiercely: "You come and kill me!"
Mil smiled, his pupils became dilated, and his whole body quickly became hot.
"This is it! You are a passerby!" Charles was horrified and wanted to get up and escape. Years of dark life had made him very sensitive to death.
But he had no chance. A violent explosion came, and the shock wave even made Amelia hit the closet from the window. She gritted her teeth and got up and climbed to the window. She saw the originally huge garden, except for the burnt pieces of the body. There is only the naked and sleeping elf in the center.
