Taming the Dark Lord

Amelia once said that the Dark God has a wicked face, and when his face is blank, he is fierce and terrible, with profound features, and always looks like he is angry or ready to become angry.

When He was really angry, that face was really special!do not!can!afraid!

Probably the Yazi of the Power X100.

Jason went home with exhaustion. Just about to breathe a sigh of relief, he turned around and was caught off guard to see that he was hidden in the shadows, with an expression like a cannibal god, almost kneeling in fright.

"My, my lord."

Jason's heart was trembling, and Ma Liuer crawled on the ground, keenly aware that the god's mood seemed not to be very good.

No, it should be said to be very bad.

When the Wia coming from the hood pressed Jason's eyes in a daze, the whip that followed directly whipped the soul, and the soul that was pumped out for half of it, the pain was so painful that he could not speak for a while. Panting on the ground.

"Close your eyes." The god's voice was cold.

Jason swallowed hard, quickly closed his eyes and lowered his head, his upper body almost touching the ground.

Is there anything wrong with my Lord’s coming himself?Could it be that he did something badly that angered the gods and punished him personally?

Jason's heart was pounding, his hands and feet trembled, trying to remember what he had done these days to make the gods so angry.

Is it difficult or impossible because the saint was almost hurt the other day?Jason also knew that he had done something wrong. He had planned to kneel in front of the idol in a few days to apologize and punish himself.

But I didn't expect that my lord's feelings for the saint was so deep that he even hit him and came personally.

What a sledgehammer!

He has served the gods all his life, but he has never seen the true faces of the gods before. Jason, who relied on the saints of the hostile forces to achieve his wish, almost burst into tears and started to cry.

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But he never thought that although the gods beat him as soon as they met, it was indeed because of this, but the main purpose was...

Love counseling.

Love counseling starting with "I have a believer".

"This……"

With a cold sweat on his forehead, Jason racked his brains and replied: "If a woman is so angry, the usual methods are not good, and the explanation will not have much effect. According to me Judging from her experience, would you please try to satisfy her wish?"

He was now talking with the shadowy figure on the opposite side through a black mist.

This is a loyal believer of the Dark God. Recently, he was distressed about this matter. I heard that Jason was particularly good at this aspect.

The god was to beat him, so he brought this faithful believer to ask.

... Whether others believe it or not, he does it anyway.

After thinking about it, Jason added another sentence: "It's best if she can't do it by herself, and she especially hopes to achieve it."

The black shadow pondered for a moment without speaking.

Jason added: "From your description, this relationship has come to a dead end. No matter how you make up for it, you just try to delay it. If you really want to reconcile, you might as well..."

He hesitated for a moment, and pointed out, "Break and stand."

Stand after breaking.wish.

The god muttered silently, seeming to feel something, his knuckles hit the armrest, making a crisp sound.

In the empty room, only more and more rapid percussions could be heard, and Jason's heartbeat became faster and faster with this sound.

At a certain moment, the percussion stopped abruptly.

The god seemed to understand something, and the curled eyebrows slowly flattened, regaining the previous appearance of everything under control, and the corners of his lips curled up with a smile.

The black shadow slowly disappeared into the black mist.

Jason did not raise his head, and kept his original posture on the ground for a while. Seeing that God had clearly left, the tear ducts finally couldn't hold back, and his face was full of tears.

Hateful saint!!Oh my poor lord...

...

Back to the religious religion, the once-experienced believers have comforted the people, tidied up the mess, cleaned up the scattered stones, and restored the sanctuary to a clean and dust-free appearance.

Looking up along the white jade floor in front of the square, the statue of the god who still exudes dim light in the daytime stands with a smile, his eyes are shining, and his brows are handsome and handsome.

Young reserve saints came together for morning class. One of the little girls accidentally swept across the face of the god when she raised her head. She was startled and hesitated and whispered to her companion: "Look, how do I feel, my god’s Is the god image different from yesterday?"

Companion scolded her: "Do you dare to say this? Shut up!"

The little girl shut up and stopped talking, but she still felt that she was right.

It just changed, the eyes are blue...

When Amelia passed by, she happened to hear these words, and she also looked up.

Yes, it has indeed changed.Become like her.

This was just an initial change. She had just swallowed the soul of the God of Guangming and had not completely digested it, so the statue of God had only undergone a slight invisible change.

After a few days, she was almost digested, and when the idol changed drastically, she probably couldn't help it.

Everyone will find that the statue of the god of light has turned into the face of the god queen.

In the eyes of the believers, it is the orphans who climbed up from the bottom of society that after being lucky enough to become saints, they shamelessly tempted the gods and became the queens of gods.Having received such an honor, she was still not satisfied, and even devoured the gods they longed to serve, trying to replace it.

What a shameless woman!

Amelia didn't need to think about how the followers would react.

She pressed her head with a headache, exhaled, and turned around just to hit the pope who hurried out.

"My Lord God Empress." He knelt down and shouted respectfully.

He hasn't seen him for a long time, he still has a high nose and deep eyes, a serious look, no matter how big things can make him show a flustered expression, his long white beard is neatly combed, and it falls as he bows. On the ground.

Amelia nodded, knowing what they wanted to know, and didn’t sell it. She said, “He’s okay, but an old injury has occurred. He needs to sleep for a while to heal. Please don’t bother him during this time. I will do it."

The pope gave a stop: "My lord, how long is it?"

Amelia said: "About a few hundred years."

The pope asked, "Do I need to wait for something?"

Amelia shook her head: "No, it's enough to keep it normal."

The pope said nothing, and continued to report some post-event repair and finishing work to her and then retired.

The two sun fall incidents finally affected the religion. The neighborhood of the temple is fine, and the people are still obedient. At a more remote border, the people's minds are scattered, and many people risk their lives to sneak into it. The turf of the Dark God Religion re-rooted there.

Even the royal families of various countries who bowed their heads and bowed to the religion before dared to send letters over to ask what happened.

Amelia opened the letter and glanced at it, a coldness flashed in her eyes.

The son who sent the letter looked at her carefully, and said carefully: "My lord God Queen, the Pope called me to come and ask your opinion."

Amelia said: "Just do what he wants."

The pope is a person who can't tolerate sand in his eyes. The royal family is so provocative, he must not help but want to teach them a deep lesson, so long memory.

Colleagues also used this to deter other crooked forces and warned them that although the god of light was injured, he is still a god, and that the god of light is still a giant on the mainland. anyone who dares to look down on them will face dozens of them. The crazy revenge of Wanjiao.

Of course, Amelia is happy to see the result. She is now both glorious and prosperous with the Shining God Sect. The more the church, the more faith is passed on to her.

As long as the changes in the gods are resolved, everything can be peace of mind. She can slowly wait for the day when her faith gathers and she condenses the godhead and becomes a true god.

Amelia pursed her lips and smiled, beckoning to beckon the Saint Child under the stairs to come over, "Come here, get closer."

Shengzi was taken aback, walked up the steps and knelt closer.

Looking closer, the Queen of God seemed more beautiful.

Shengzi once met Amelia before she became the chief. At that time, apart from her appearance a little better, she had nothing special about her. She was also taciturn, and she didn't shine in the crowd.

But now... Shengzi shook his long eyelashes, and quietly glanced at Amelia with clear eyes like the sea. When she met her eyes, her white ears were red, and her eyes dropped evasively.

She seemed to be shining all over.

Just like the god of light who has seen one side from afar, holy and full of divinity, people want to approach but dare not approach.

Amelia said: "I need you, go and do something for me."

She waved her hand, ignoring Shengzi's blushing face inexplicably, and stuffed a piece of paper in his hand.

When the fingers touched, Shengzi accidentally touched the back of her soft white and delicate hand.

He was taken aback for a moment, his face flushed even more, and before he had time to read what was written on the paper, he responded vaguely.

When the cold wind blew outside, the silly head of the holy son was a little awake.

He found an open space to sit down and calm down for a while, took out the piece of paper and looked at it, a little surprised: "...this is, a prayer?"

After the Son of God left, there was only Amelia left in the hall, and the maids were all driven out. She didn't like people always staring at her.

Of course, what she gave to the Son was not a prayer. Strictly speaking, it should be a brainwashing word. If you read too much, you will be affected by the divine power contained in it. Gradually, you can't distinguish the difference between the God of Light and her, and confuse the two.

This was the first step she took to solve the idol problem.

Of course, this is not enough. It just washes some people's brains and can only postpone the time of the final outbreak, rather than completely solve it.

Amelia stood by the window, condescendingly looking at the small figure on the ground. The faith of countless people surrounds her, fear, admiration, admiration, and worship. These emotions linger around her, making her feel unprecedentedly powerful, as if she can Dominate the world and control everything.

It feels good to be a god, and she likes to be a god.

One month later, she will hold a thousand-year sacred ceremonies as scheduled, and use the power of faith to reach the peak at the moment, completely erasing the traces of the existence of the god of light.

-Then, replace it.

Swallow his soul, take away his faith, and replace his god.This is just the beginning.

Amelia not only wants to be a god, she also wants to be the only god.