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Chapter 499 The Prophets

Although the old man still didn't know why the gods specifically asked him to investigate this mortal group, he still did it diligently.

The prophet will.

A group of mortals who suddenly emerged ten years ago.

A human organization with a population of around [-], members from different nationalities, and no national orientation.

"It's just that unlike other well-known mortal groups, they don't have the support of the gods... At least on the surface, they don't admit that they have ever received the assistance of any gods."

Despite what the Prophet would claim, but...

The old man grinned, as if sneering, and said:

"It's just that their lies have not been believed by anyone."

Yes, no one will believe it.

Just look back at all the achievements and deeds of the Prophets during this ten-year period and no one will believe it.

The Prophet Society was chased by the teams sent by the three churches of the gods, and only paid a tenth of the price to escape successfully, and wiped out all the three teams in the future.

The Prophets also participated in the holy war between the two kingdoms, successfully rescued the five cities that were about to be massacred, and led the victims to escape from the battlefield.

He even led tens of thousands of mortals across the desert of death, and finally hid in it for a year, returning again when everyone thought they died in it.

……

During these ten years, the Prophet has created events that can be called miracles.

If there is no guidance from the gods behind them, are those miracles really created by themselves?
impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.

It is impossible for mere mortals to achieve those miracles!

Miracles belong only to the gods!

It can never be created by mortals.

Unless... behind those miracles, there is the support of gods.

As long as the gods are placed in it, all the unreasonable things will become reasonable.

How to know?oracle.

How to escape?oracle.

How to survive?oracle.

Look, that's right!

Therefore, in the general perception of the Church of Gods, the Prophet is actually a special force secretly guided by a god who is unwilling to show up.

However, the reason why letting go of the Prophet will develop to this day is also very simple.

Different churches of the gods are checking and balancing each other, and they are unwilling to be the one who makes the first move.

Before finding out the authenticity of the gods behind them, as long as the Prophet Society has not violated their fundamental interests, most churches will choose to let the Prophet Society continue to develop.

The more you say and do, the more information you expose.

And the moment the gods behind the Prophet Society appear, is the day they will be completely destroyed.

And as for the omniscient prophet in their mouths, he is actually a chosen stream favored by the gods. Although it is rare, it is not impossible to see it.

Even the old man's father is a divinely favored person, and only with his inherited ability can he hear the voice of the gods and be qualified to become the only archbishop in this city.

The so-called prophet and prophet is nothing more than a clown who deceives the world.

Wanting to raise his head to look at the gods, the old man felt a little uneasy.

Now, is it time to make a move?
"...My Lord, does the Church need to punish the Prophet?"

This is not to speculate on the will of the gods, but a bishop timely provides an excuse for the gods to speak.

"Slave is stupid, please give me instructions mercifully."

He knelt down on the ground, put his forehead lightly against the ground, and humbly said:
"Please lower your instructions."

hum-

Sure enough, just as the old man expected, only a second later, the gentle voice of the gods rang in his ears again.

【do not worry about it. 】

laugh!
puff!
Blood flowed from the eye sockets, gathered into blood tears, and fell to the ground.

"...I understand!"

Although he heard the reply from the gods, the old man was not favored by the gods after all, and his old and decayed body was on the verge of collapse.

Seemingly seeing the crisis of the believers, the gods issued an order whether sad or happy:
[Let's go. 】

[Go and continue your mission. 】

"Thank you for your tolerance, then I...retire."

Standing up tremblingly, the old man reluctantly saluted the still empty wall, then turned and left.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he finally left the room and saw the waiter waiting outside the door.

"grown ups……"

The waiter wanted to say something, but was stopped by the old man raising his hand.

Raising his head tremblingly, the old man looked in the direction of the sky and said excitedly incoherently:
"I heard it...Father, I heard it."

"Wuuu...the Lord didn't abandon me, no."

Then, the old man passed out in the extreme excitement, and fell into the arms of the messenger hastily opened.

"Take your lord to the doctor quickly! Quick!"

"quick!!!"

After being lifted up, the old man showed a faint smile even in a coma.

"Lord, still take care of us..."

Smiling reassuringly like a child.

Crunch...click.

After the old man left, the door of the room was slowly closed, and everything in the secret room seemed to return to the way it was before.

The only thing that changed was the empty wall in the eyes of the old man.

From the beginning to the end, the old man did not realize that the wall in front of him was not a blank space, but a pale golden human figure.

Similarly, he did not notice the emotion contained in the phantom's eyes when he spoke.

That is not the kindness and tenderness that the world imagines when the gods look at their beloved believers.

No, those beautiful emotions never appear in it.

There is only coldness and indifference in those eyes.

God loves the world?

maybe.

At least, he is not the benevolent god that the old man imagined.

Shaking his head slightly, the phantom of the gods began to gradually dim, and would soon dissipate completely.

And just before he left, an incompatible voice suddenly sounded in the silent secret room:

"I said..."

The girl's voice suddenly sounded, making the immediately shattered golden figure return to its previous solidity.

"Are you addicted? Don't get too involved! Pay attention, be careful that you really become... tsk."

His grandma's mistake!

What is wrong with me, why care about him?

If this guy wanted to, he would have become a god ten years ago...

"Forget it! Just pretend I didn't say anything."

And the eyes that had always been indifferent, now completely changed their appearance, full of warm smiles.

"Thank you for your concern, but I'm fine."

He... He smiled and said softly:
"Alice, Your Majesty."

The girl's reaction to this was:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh I can't hear you! I don't know what you're talking about—"

"Go away!"

snort!
What a great prophet and seer!

He is obviously a bad guy with a dark heart!
　I feel that I have fallen into a Mercury retrograde recently, and everything is not going well.

　　The wisdom tooth was chipped and had to be extracted.

　　Tooth extraction here, the final cost added up to nearly 800 yuan.

　　And now that I have had my teeth pulled, I can’t eat anything during Chinese New Year.

　　And now the anesthetic is too strong, and it starts to hurt.

　　But I still wrote today's [-] words.

　　The number of new subscriptions the day before yesterday was the lowest in history, only more than 300.

　　130 million words, [-] average books, [-] new additions.

　　Don't you think it's a little too much to raise books?

　　I……

　　Almost on the brink of collapse.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)