Fast Forward To three thousand and seventy seven

The virtual images used to cover up the soldiers of the general guard hall were stopped playing because of the death of the former and no one controlled the instrument. Xu Jiu could only use his extraordinary ability to create new illusions to prevent the crowd from commotion.

With the melting of the carrier, the hidden body finally appears.

The tentacles spread out the broken flesh, several meridians were connected, and the blood stained brain drilled out of it. Like mushrooms in the forest, the tentacles spread in all directions. Unexpectedly, they were suppressed, retracted back to their original position and turned into a ball.

With their tentacles outside and their brains inside, they didn't seem to intend to forcibly fight Xu Jiu. They were slightly blocked and entered a defensive state, which was very different from those crazy monsters they met in the past.

Xu Jiu, who has been paying attention to these strange situations, naturally gets the reply. Without exception, she is in the same confusion. No one arranges the emergence of Xiangyun at all.

Is it really a "miracle"?

Like the decision made by the hostess in charge of the live broadcast, these religious people don't have to think about it and know how to do religious propaganda better than her. They soon realized that this was an excellent opportunity.

So he began to take the initiative to take action and publicize the auspicious cloud as a miracle.

For example, after a short discussion, a bishop immediately stood on the bow of the ship, raised his scepter and began to sing hymns. Behind him, he began a solemn prayer ceremony with more than a dozen priests in pure white robes.

"Well, that's what we want. The special effects team immediately projects the light column when the angel comes above the bishop, and then arranges several angels. The image should be sacred enough, and they should be arranged according to the scenes described in the Scripture. The angel should come slowly. It's best to hover over the sky. It doesn't matter if the number is more. As long as you can... Your action is too fast, I haven't said yet It's over! "

As soon as the live director hiding in the control room of the "Ark" said half of his ideas, he saw that the position of the bishop was shrouded by a golden column of light.

"I didn't do that..."

A response from the special effects team came from the headset.

"It's not who else you have. Is it really a miracle? Don't tease. Those things can deceive those who don't understand anything. If there were gods, what should appear now should not be auspicious clouds, but the legendary Shenghui heaven."

The director raised his hand impatiently and stroked his hair. He looked at the bow. When he saw the scene at the bow, he suddenly opened his mouth and was speechless.

The devout believers carefully selected on the ark deck somehow suddenly fell into a state of fanaticism.

Not only did he not carry out the activities according to his plan, he also made a group, all rushed to the bow of the ship and began to pray, leaving only the bishop of "impromptu performance" to maintain normal action.

Of course, the bishop also noticed the changes of the surrounding people during the performance. He was surprised that they were excited like this because of the emergence of a light beam. He didn't dare to stop at will. He could only keep the original action and whispered,

"What's the matter with them? I haven't performed here yet. I can't easily remember this ceremony. They mess around so much. How can I establish a pious image among believers and appoint an archbishop in two months? I can't miss this opportunity!"

As a result, before the on-site director answered, the believers behind the bishop began to talk nonsense, what angel came, Shenghui heaven

Their voices grew louder and louder, and soon became one, pouring into the Bishop's ears.

After a while, the bishop finally couldn't bear it. Pretending to have completed the ceremony, he stepped back from the bow and went to the nearby believers and asked,

"What are you thinking and how important this celebration is? Haven't I emphasized it to you? You're crazy at this time. Do you know what the consequences will be?"

No one paid attention to the Bishop's words and prayed for himself.

This disregard finally angered the bishop. He soon found the priest who led the team, leaned forward, pressed his shoulder and pulled towards himself, but this hand touched the other party's body. He suddenly found that the priest's body was as stiff as frozen, and his weight seemed to have increased a lot. He didn't pull.

After several tugs, the priest never responded. The bishop finally noticed something wrong and moved to the other side.

The praying priest's face was full of fanaticism that the Bishop had never seen before, and his eyes were fixed on somewhere in the sky,

Aware that something was wrong, the bishop took back his palm on the other side's shoulder and hurriedly looked at the others around him. Only then did he find that everyone was in the same state.

It was not until this moment that the bishop realized that something might have happened. He recalled the emergency meeting he participated in as the high-level of the temple two days ago. He swallowed a few salivas one after another and staggered closer to the next passage.

Unfortunately, he found it a little late.

At this moment, the prayer sound that felt noisy before was amplified in his ears. Where he passed, the surrounding environment gradually distorted and changed, and the panic expression on the Bishop's face soon subsided.

Then emerged the same madness as the surrounding believers!