Doomsday magic cultivator wandering the heavens

Chapter 119 120. Dao God, Security Guard! (4000 words)
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Sensing Zhang Changshou's actions through spirituality, the corners of Chen Mo's mouth could not help but rise.

As a cultivator, even if he is a demon cultivator, as long as he still wants the golden light of morality that he has accumulated with great difficulty, it is difficult for him to directly attack large-scale ordinary humans.

But if it's only an indirect influence, then humanity can't find fault with Chen Mo.

Chen Mo had already passed the previous conversation with Zhang Changshou, and Chen Mo knew that he was stranded in the United States alone.

When Chen Mo looked at Zhang Changshou, he even felt like looking in a mirror.

Of course, it doesn't mean that Zhang Changshou and Chen Mo look the same. Chen Mo's handsome appearance is not comparable to Zhang Changshou.

It is the brilliance of the spirituality revealed in the spirituality.

From Chen Mo's point of view, Zhang Changshou didn't cultivate demons, and he received a complete tough guy education, so he became a tough guy.

His daring style, and the fact that he can turn himself into a captain in the United States in just a few months, it is absolutely impossible to say that he is a tough guy without any scheming.

And dragons and phoenixes among such people will naturally have ambitions, even if he doesn't have it now, when he gets to that point, I will give him a little help now, and he will definitely be able to muddy this stagnant water in America.

What a beautiful thing it is to be able to watch a great fun after getting the material of people's hearts that you want.

Following Zhang Changshou's order, the excited American soldiers who had just returned to the camp immediately left their tents and came to the playground to assemble.

Zhang Changshou found his familiar friend in the crowd, that is, the man named William.

Looking around, seeing that no one was paying attention to him and William, Zhang Changshou immediately had a conversation with William.

"Boss, is this really okay?" William was a little suspicious.

"William, you have to help me, and I will help you, we are one!"

Zhang Changshou patted William on the shoulder.

"I see, boss." William nodded.

While the two were talking, more and more people gathered on the playground.

Originally, Longevity had already established enough prestige among these soldiers, and the miracle just now raised this prestige to the peak.

In such a defense zone, Zhang Changshou's company will naturally not be the only company stationed there. Apart from the company that replaced Zhang Changshou's company for the defense mission, other companies also have some curious American soldiers who are either watching outside the playground or poking around in the camp. .

"Have you heard? All the deformities of the soldiers in the commander's company have been cleared?"

"I heard that the sky was covered with dark clouds just now, and there was only one ray of sunlight shining on it. It was like a miracle, so I ran out to watch. Do you think there is anything different about me?"

"Hey, your two noses have returned to one?"

"Is it really so magical?"

"Let's also go and see what the officer has to say, maybe we can still have a chance to be cured!"

"Yes, yes, let's go and see."

Zhang Changshou stood on the commanding platform in the playground, seeing that all the soldiers of his company had assembled within the specified time, he couldn't help but nodded his head happily, this is his most primitive team.

A trace of ambition grew in Zhang Changshou's heart, under the breath of incense and artifacts. He didn't know that his mentality was changing. Originally, he just wanted to seek better benefits for his soldiers, but Now he has some ambitions.

It is impossible to become the president. After all, in other people's rules, it is absolutely impossible to play with others, but what if it is the Theocracy?
In the past, Zhu Yuanzhang was born as a farmer and entered the imperial ranks. Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, was a young man who embroidered clothes, and his spirited speech still exists.

What kind of prince will Xiangning?

Seeing that all his soldiers had arrived, Zhang Changshou didn't care about the soldiers of other companies who were spying.

"My comrades-in-arms, my soldiers, regained a normal human body, this body without the distortion disease, are you still used to it? William, tell me how you feel, what? You don't feel it. You don't Maybe you have forgotten how to use a leather swallow to poop?"

Zhang Changshou shouted loudly, even without a speaker, his voice was clearly heard by everyone present.

"Hahaha!" All the soldiers present laughed heartily.

"Hey William, tell me how you feel!"

"Yes, yes! Tell me quickly!"

A few soldiers who were familiar with William even made fun of him in good faith.

"Report to Captain Zhang, the feeling of a Piyan pooping is really good. I just pooped, and I don't need to wipe the ass of two Piyans anymore!"

William didn't have the so-called shy emotions, he yelled out his emotions carelessly.

These words from the heart once again aroused the roar of laughter from all the people present, and even the soldiers of other companies who came to watch couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, these are all digressions. When you have time, William, you can go and enjoy the comfortable feeling. I'm actually getting you all together now!"

Zhang Changshou understands that for the soldiers, any elegant rhetoric is false, and only vulgar and resonant ones can mobilize the emotions of these people. Now he sees that the atmosphere at the scene is easily mobilized by himself with a few words , After getting everyone to focus on it, Zhang Changshou immediately started talking about the business.

Of course he understands that it is absolutely impossible to pull these people together to do great things now, and he will not be so stupid.

The United States is a country with true freedom of belief. Only 20.00% of the population is non-religious, so it is a very simple matter for these American soldiers to accept their beliefs. The difficulty lies in how to get them to change their beliefs.

Zhang Changshou touched the incense artifact in his hand, the warm and jade-like but cool touch made his mind more active.

"You all saw the miracle just now, I know, you are all curious, what exactly did the miracle give me!"

As he said that, Zhang Changshou raised the incense artifact in his hand and showed it to everyone.

"The miracle I got is this artifact!"

"Artifact!"

"The worm stone with a phantom shadow is an artifact?"

The soldiers at the scene were in an uproar, but they didn't have the slightest doubt that the stone was an artifact. They were surprised that Captain Zhang would show them such an artifact.

Zhang Changshou's soldiers were alright, they showed more admiration, and among the soldiers watching, several black people looked at each other with greed flashing in their eyes.

Just considering that the scene is full of Captain Zhang's soldiers, they don't dare to attack, but they have already communicated secretly, and they are going to blackmail this captain at night.

"Yes, this is an artifact, and the effect of this artifact is also very simple, that is, as long as you believe in the god who bestowed this artifact, then I, as the agent of that god, can use this artifact to bless the god's believers , keep people in human form!"

Zhang Changshou cleverly changed the rhetoric. For Chinese people, belief in gods is more like an exchange. I will give you faith, and you will bless me.

For people in the United States, this kind of rhetoric cannot be used. God must be supreme, and those who give rewards must be God's messengers or artifacts, otherwise the god will not be qualified.

"Everyone has seen the miracle just now, it was my God giving me revelation.

My god told me that this world is sinful, that's why the fog came to this world, giving people endless pain.

I know that everyone has their own beliefs, but did your god save you when the fog of despair descended?

Where are their miracles?

Some people will say that this fog is descended by those gods, because they are not pious to gods, so gods descended the fog to punish the world!

All I have to say is, it's all bullshit!
God is tolerant, God is loving, is it really God who sent down the mist to punish the world?
Isn't that the devil?
But my God is different, he is really tolerant and loving, he has seen our suffering, he has seen my powerlessness!

So he bestowed divine grace!End the power of the Mist!
The way to save the world is here!
Believe in my God, those who believe in God will enjoy a safe life! "

Zhang Changshou knows that it is too late to make a gradual progress in a circular way. In an extraordinary period, very strong medicine must be administered. His rhetoric will definitely arouse wild backlash and revenge from American traditional sects.

But it will definitely attract a large number of firm believers in an instant.

Hearing Zhang Changshou's declaration, Chen Mo smiled noncommittally, his action is really strong.

At this moment, William in the crowd suddenly said: "Yes, I have believed in God for so many years, but the mist came, I have two skin swallows for so many months, and the Taoist God came, just like that , He made my body back to normal!
Only Dao God is the real God, and the others are false gods!They have no miracles at all! "

"Tao God! Tao God! Tao God!"

William raised his fist and shouted excitedly.

His excited mood seemed to have a strange contagion. The people around him were gradually moved by him. More and more people raised their fists and shouted Daoist at the same time.

While some people in the crowd were still hesitating, Billy, who had narrowly escaped death, suddenly ran out excitedly.

He was so excited that he almost fell down while running. This strong white man rushed to Zhang Changshou's side and knelt down beside Zhang Changshou.

"I would like to believe in the Taoist God, the Taoist God is the only God! When I was about to die, I prayed to God countless times, but God didn't give me any response, and the Taoist God saved me directly!"

Such a strong white man hugged Zhang Changshou's thigh with tears streaming down his face.

Gradually, in the crowd, all Zhang Changshou's soldiers began to yell Taoist God loudly, because they had personally benefited.

As they yelled, in Chen Mo's spiritual vision, one could clearly see thin threads growing on their heads.

These silk threads, which are invisible to the naked eye of ordinary people, slowly stretched and spread, linking to the incense artifact held by Zhang Changshou.

The moment these incense silk threads were connected to the incense artifact, Chen Mo had a secret feeling in his heart, that is, these believers have all become the source of his incense wish power, and have a certain right to life and death for these believers .

No wonder some denominations call their believers lambs. If the thread of this belief is connected, life and death are indeed beyond our control.

Fortunately, Chen Mo is not a real evil god. He is not interested in the lives of these people. What he wants is the power of their wishes and the hearts of the people.

With the link of the silk thread of faith, one after another wish power is transmitted from the bodies of these believers to the incense artifact.

There are many of these wishes, and the most of them is naturally that of Billy.

As these wishes entered the incense artifact, the functions reserved by Chen Mo in the incense artifact also began to take effect.

Ninety percent of all the wish power remained in the incense artifact, ready to be condensed into the hearts of the people and then passed on to Chen Mo.

Three points of the remaining [-]% of the wish power were given to Zhang Changshou.

A company of mold has between 62 and 190 people, and the company led by Zhang Changshou has 180 people.

The wishes of so many people poured into Zhang Changshou's body, which immediately made his body feel strange.

Originally, mortals couldn't absorb wish power, at least normal mortals couldn't absorb it.

But Zhang Changshou and his soldiers have been guarding the foggy border for several months, and they have killed countless foggy monsters.

Everyone has more or less human merits, but they don't know how to use them all, and they are wasted.

At this moment, as soon as these vows enter their bodies, the human merits immediately begin to exert their power, helping them absorb these vows.

There are rumors that the arhats in the Buddhist world were achieved by some monks who practiced after absorbing a lot of vows.

Of course, Chen Mo doesn't know whether this is true or not, but now that these American soldiers have absorbed their willpower, they seem to have started a second development one by one.

The body became stronger, Zhang Changshou's changes were particularly obvious.

While the humanitarian merits helped these soldiers absorb their vows, some of them were transferred to the incense artifacts.

Although these transferred humanity merits could not be used by Chen Mo, he started to upgrade the incense artifact spontaneously.

Chen Mo could tell that such a low-grade magic weapon, such as his incense artifact, began to move towards a middle-grade magic weapon after only a short period of improvement in its quality.

Just when the atmosphere at the scene became more and more frenzied.

"False gods! How dare you! Spread false gods here! You heretics!"

A white soldier who had come to watch the excitement immediately became excited when he saw these people slandering the god he believed in.

There are actually a lot of fanatics in the United States.

The white soldier actually raised the rifle around his neck and pressed the trigger towards Zhang Changshou.

Finished!

When the white man shouted, Zhang Changshou turned his head to look at the white man, but it was too late, and he had no way to avoid it.

Is my ambition, my ambition, my life here?

"Daoist save me!"

Zhang Changshou was a little desperate, he yelled frantically in his heart.

At this moment, the incense artifact automatically emitted a bit of aura, forming a barrier. This incense artifact is a low-grade magic weapon after all, and it naturally has the functions that magic weapons should have.

This thin layer of barrier looks like a layer of foam that can be broken with a poke, but it is such a barrier that looks like it can be broken with a poke, blocking all the bullets that were shot at Zhang Changshou.

"how is this possible!"

The white fanatic saw his eyes almost popping out.

"God, punish that heretic!"

Zhang Changshou held up the incense artifact in his heart, and shouted at the white fanatic.

"Snapped!"

The wish power possessed by Zhang Changshou, through the conversion of the incense and fire artifact, condensed a small lightning out of thin air, and struck the white fanatic's head in an instant.

The lightning transformed by this willingness, naturally, can't kill people, but can only stun the white fanatic. However, the appearance of this lightning once again aroused the carnival of all the people present, because in their concept, lightning is only the true god. authority to possess.

The soldiers who were still hesitant to wait and see immediately converted to Taoism on the spot!

(End of this chapter)