"If it were so easy to escape from the gods, I would leave them alone."
On the road, Zhou Li looked at the tower sign of the Church of Elements in the distance and said in a deep voice, "I don't know what Anya was thinking, but there were flaws in her plan from the beginning."
"A mistake?"
Arthur Morgan, who was holding a pipe in his mouth, was stunned for a moment, and then said with an indifferent expression: "I don't understand, there is everything in the west, but they don't believe in God."
"normal."
Thinking of the harsh environment in the west where cockroaches had to be slapped twice before dying, Zhou Li knew that the god must have given up on that land in the west. After all, the poorer the place, the easier it is to preach. This is a rule that has been established for hundreds of years.
"Sixteen and I are looking for crystals in addition to hiding from pursuit. If you think about it...Uncle I told us a lot before, but I have forgotten it."
Hathaway on the side was playing with the radiant crystal in her hand. This was Tarik's reward for helping Zhou Li eliminate the crystal trick. It was also Tarik's official gift to the descendants of the deceased and the students of the deceased criminal. A little compensation. After all, Tariq's own death was a great regret, and the murder of Louis was something they did not want to see.
After all, Louis XVI also played a role in the fight against Jinggui, and the reason why Tariq was able to take over the entire Tsarist Empire so easily was inseparable from Louis XVI's own efforts. After all, this is a person who can happily kill his own country with the excuse of "I killed the Tsar for the sake of art and indirectly created a Tariq." This thing is difficult to describe with common sense. All I can say is, art.
It’s just that this art is too advanced and ordinary people can’t understand it.
"Actually, it makes sense for me to tell you both."
Zhou Li thought for a moment, and then chose to tell the two of them clearly: "Because if my estimate is correct, you two should also be the target of the lady behind the scenes."
"well?"
At this time, both of them were stunned.
"well."
It was all alas, but there was a hint of hatred in Zhou Li's mouth, "You two should pay more attention to your identities."
"identity?"
Looking at the two people with confused expressions, Zhou Li felt a little headache.
Damn it, I have complicated thoughts about these two people. These two people in the West have been throwing guns and beating others for many years. A young rice dumpling who has spanned a hundred years is not in tune with the world...
"its not right."
Zhou Li suddenly reacted. He looked at Hathaway and asked puzzledly: "You don't understand, but I understand. What about those people in your body? Can't they see it?"
"Forehead..."
Having said this, a hint of embarrassment appeared on Hathaway's face. She thought for a while, then hesitantly said to Zhou Li: "Well, the soul thing is sometimes related to my body. For example, I..."
Oh grass, magic period.
Zhou Li reacted and waved his hand to indicate that he understood what Hathaway meant. He sighed. Facing these two people, Zhou Li could only use concise words to describe their situation.
"You know the purpose of this organization, right?"
Now everyone knows that there is an organization that wants to discredit the gods and free humans from the control of the gods. It is trying every means to discredit the gods. And how did they discredit it?
Answer: Tell me what the gods have done.
Gods have done a lot of good things in this world, so many that people once wondered whether they were reincarnations of welfare machines. But correspondingly, this group of players treat humans well just to set off a big fireworks for humans at the end, and the burning material is the ashes of these humans. Therefore, there are many shameful and dark things that gods have done.
But the problem is, the gods cover it up really well. Their cover-up method is very simple. One is the method of temporary workers. Whatever you say, I have a temporary worker who can help me die and fill everyone's mouth. Another way is to punish oneself with an edict.
Yes, gods can also sin against their own edicts.
Admit your mistake, what's wrong? Isn't it just the same as judging heretics?
Since I killed your whole family and finally found out that it was me who was the donor in your family, I already admitted my mistake, so what else do you want?
This kind of thing that has been played badly on earth is surprisingly useful in this world. After all, the magic system of the other world is doomed to cause the class oppression here to be terrifying and full of violence. As a god of the highest class, it is rare to be able to reflect on the obvious mistakes he has made.
Following these two major policies, even though many anti-human experiments and behaviors were exposed within twelve seconds, the reputation of the gods was still not affected in the end. On the contrary, these corrective actions have made the Twelve Moments more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. After all, in a sense, most of the landowner consortiums do not even reflect or compensate. They prefer to kill the victims.
Everything is about a foil. With the contrast of the feudal desires and the capital war god in reality, even the Life Church that has done human experiments seems to be amiable.
After all, they do give you free medical treatment.
Therefore, Zhou Li understood that the reason why Anya has been lurking, even if she lurked in her previous life and her ancestral grave was dug up and wiped out, is because it is really not that easy to defeat her at twelve seconds. Unless at a certain point in time, all the twelve righteous gods came to the magic period and did not care about worldly affairs. At the same time, there was a huge internal conflict at the twelve moments. The dog's brain was beaten all day long, and then there was one who was stronger and more powerful than the brave man. The God of War, full of justice and taking the world as his own responsibility, stepped forward and exposed many conspiracies of Twelve Hours, and only then could he have a chance to bring down Twelve Hours.
Of course, the specific value of this probability is difficult to say, but it is at least lower than the probability of a bald man in a red cloak coming out of Zhou Li's channel and knocking him over twelve quarters with one punch.
This was the case in the last life. Even if Anya, her master, and other generations of masters used the name of the ancient chaos to interfere with history and indirectly interfere with the twelve moments, they could not find anyone who could break the twelve moments. loopholes.
And Zhou Li had reason to believe that Tarik's destruction in his previous life was not that simple. After all, he didn't believe that even if he lost the card that contained part of his authority, the Twelve Righteous Gods would still know nothing about the movements of the Demon King's army. You must know that Tariq's territory has the foundation of Twelve Hours. Tariq's destruction directly caused Twelve Hours to be severely damaged for a period of time and made no achievements.
It now seems that there should be many unknown aspects of Tarik's destruction in the previous life. In other words, to a large extent it is not accidental, but inevitable. Whether it's Tariq's west, the secrets of the pioneers, the history of Tariq and Morgan, Louis XVI's backhand, etc., they are all a threat to the Twelve Hours, not to mention the man who wants to kill the Twelve Hours all the time. Anya is so impressed.
Tariq has a way of killing himself.
"The purpose of Anya's organization is to collect evidence that can shake the Twelve Hours. Guess whether there are two people. A father was persecuted by the Twelve Hours in the Tower and lost his memory. In the end, he had to seal his daughter to avoid being tortured by the Twelve Hours. Killed at the second quarter. Moreover, this daughter also has a group of Louis family members whose ancestral graves were dug up by the God of Commerce and the whole family was destroyed. And the other one is a Morgan whose ancestors were killed by an earth-exploding sky star at the twelve quarters? "
Upon hearing Zhou Li's words, the two of them immediately understood.
It turns out that I am the biggest witness in the Twelve Moments Crime.
"Do you understand?"
Zhou Li glanced at the two people who suddenly realized it, and reminded them: "Guess again, what would a person do when he knows that he has been witnessed by others when he commits a crime?"
Of course I happily kill each other.
Needless to say, Arthur Morgan is a pure outlaw who can solve problems with guns and bullets but certainly not with his brains. Although Hathaway is also an innocent and kind-hearted little girl, after all, she has been fighting wits with Twelve Hours for a year and been beaten for a year, so she still has the dark common sense that she should have.
Therefore, an equation appeared in their minds.
If the criminal meets the witness = he will be killed.
The criminal is twelve moments, and we are the witnesses.
It's like being killed.
Haha, it’s over.
Arthur Morgan's face didn't look particularly good when he thought that he was among the people to be eliminated on the twelve-moment list. After all, even if Twelve Quarters had never preached in the West, he would not be like the frog in the well and think that Twelve Quarters was nothing.
yes.
Those twelve moments were still too long at the mouth of the well, and the frog had no other choice but to kneel on the ground and kowtow.
"Then what should we do?"
Although he and Twelve Moments have been playing hide-and-seek for a long time, it was all Hathaway's unilateral view of hide-and-seek. After all, the main force at that time was Tariq's legion, and Twelve Quarters was just an auxiliary.
But now, after Zhou Li clearly told her that Twelve Quarters was now very interested in raising her ashes, even a fearless girl like Hathaway felt worried.
"Step by step."
Zhou Li shook his head. This time, even he was a little unable to grasp the changes in the situation.
He was certain that at this stage in his previous life, Tarik should have plowed the land several times by the Demon King's army. After all, to the gods, this place is purely a land of monsters and cholera. Compared with Tariq, atheism is considered a moderate reformist. However, the gods in this life don't know why, they are not aggressive at all, and they don't even pay attention to this place.
This made Zhou Li feel confused.
"Actually, the only thing I'm worried about now is the attitude of the gods towards you."
After Zhou Li pondered for a moment, he said to the two of them, "They... don't seem to pay attention to you anymore."
"ah?"
Now the two of them were really confused.
Is the god bent on doing good?
"It can be said that not only do the gods not pay attention to you, they also indulge Anya."
Speaking of this, Zhou Li's face also looked a little strange. He found that the gods and Buddhas in this life made him a little scared. Whether it was him jumping up and down and engaging in some unheroic behavior, or Anya, an organization like Anya who was rebellious and grew on her forehead, the gods did not express any opinion.
They didn't even want to write a petition to criticize the thieves.
And what surprised Zhou Li the most was that the god seemed to have forgotten a very important thing.
Cards.
Don’t want those twelve cards that contain the power within them?
Although Zhou Li only had one card in his hand so far, he remembered where and in what form the rest of them existed. The reason why Zhou Li has not taken those cards until now is because he is not reassured that the power comes from the twelve moments. The other main reason is that he wants to see where the god's bottom line is.
Now that I see it, it seems that there is no bottom line at twelve seconds.
After thinking about it, Zhou Li and the remaining two worried people stood in front of the emotional tower. Looking up and looking at the scale of the building, which was comparable to that of the Commercial Church, Zhou Li couldn't help but sigh.
This is the real way to make a fortune silently.
"Hello."
Looking at the oncoming guard, Zhou Li smiled kindly and said, "Please inform your Pope."
"Just say Zhou Li is here."
Zhou Li is here. These four words in a circle of twelve quarters can cure a child's night cry.
But this is also relative. In the Church of Life, let alone children crying at night, even adults can stop you from crying in the morning. Not to mention the Church of Death, when they saw Zhou Li, they were eager to kneel down and kowtow to each other on the spot.
The Emotion Church is different. First of all, they have no conflict of interest with Zhou Li. Secondly, they all know that their Pope has always been kind to people. After all, most people will not be hostile to that kind of weak little girl. Therefore, after the doorman learned the identity of the person in front of him, his tone was very kind and his attitude was very approachable.
They respectfully welcomed Zhou Li and the others into the tower without verifying their identities. After all, the shining copy of "The Brave Man" on Zhou Li's waist cannot be imitated, and no one dares to imitate it.
"This place is not small."
After entering the VIP room, Arthur Morgan, who was secretly looking at the building along the way, sighed, "It doesn't look so big from the outside."
"Optical illusion."
Zhou Li picked up the coffee in front of him, added a few packets of sugar, stirred it twice and drank it in one gulp. "The nickname of the Emotional Church is the Psychological Church. Those who practice psychology usually spend a lot of time playing. It's like the lights and seats here are all...
It is a just-right design that will make you subconsciously ignore the anxiety caused by waiting. "
Putting down the coffee cup, Zhou Li looked at the door not far away and said calmly: "Of course, ignoring doesn't mean it doesn't exist. If the emotional church uses some tricks, they can turn the suppressed anxiety in your heart into a vague fear. and worries, which will give them an advantage in negotiations.”
"You are serious, Mr. Zhou Li."
Opening the door, Ant walked in wearing an elemental robe and a silver-white crown. He bowed slightly and said to the three of them with just the right gesture: "Welcome to the Church of Emotion. My name is Ant, and I salute you on behalf of the Pope of Emotion."
"Ah."
Zhou Li glanced at Ant and sneered. He did not sit up straight, but still leaned lazily on the sofa, but his voice was not so soft.
"If your Pope just wants you to die, you can stay."
After hearing Zhou Li's words, Ant didn't have any fear. He just kept a faint smile, and his tone was even a little humble.
"As long as you understand, Lord Pope, if you kill me, I will understand."
