Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 380: Fool, since you can’t control your thoughts, let your thoughts control you.

“Lord…Lord!”

As if she had seen salvation, Jiali murmured softly and stretched out her hands to Wen Lie in a trance.

However, before she touched Wen Lie, Jiali's hands retracted as if she had been electrocuted, and the look she gave Wen Lie was filled with resistance and questioning.

"Why? Lord, why did you appear only now? Why did you ignore my sorrow and pain before?"

Carrie's body trembled slightly and tears welled up in her eyes.

"..." Wen Lie was speechless for a moment, then gently kicked away the broken pieces of the crucifixion and asked Jiali, "Ask yourself, is this thing you pray to every day really my holy image? Does the doctrine your mother recites every day really have anything to do with me?"

No refutation is possible.

Carrie had been to churches before, but she had never seen a crucifix as strange as the one in her house.

"Lord, please tell me, am I truly sinful?"

Jiali knelt in front of Wen Lie. She looked up at Wen Lie as if she was looking at a life-saving straw.

She didn't know if the person in front of her was the God she believed in. She just desperately hoped that there was a God who could tell her whether she was really a sinner as her mother said.

Wen Lie stroked Jiali's head like a charlatan and said gently, "No, you are not guilty, child. Your mother misinterpreted the Bible. She was as bigoted as a demon and drove away God's gospel. She trapped you in the cage of hell. Your power is a gift from God, not the devil's sorcery."

Wen Lie told her very clearly that she was not guilty and the guilty person was her mother.

“Lord, please save me.”

Jiali threw herself on Wen Lie and burst into tears.

Is the man before her really God? This is not a question that Jiali needs to consider now.

She hoped that Wen Lie was God, and she needed Wen Lie as God to forgive her and save her from the torture of her mother.

"That's what I'm here for."

Wen Lie looked at Jiali with loving eyes, gently pressed his palm on her head, and held her in his arms.

"Aren't you Superman?"

A confused voice sounded from behind.

Ben, Billy, Ricky and others did not wait there, or rather, they only waited for a while before they lost their patience and ran over.

Seeing Wen Lie claiming to be God, the children couldn't help but wonder, where had they been? How could Superman become God?
"Because I am not only the god of this era, but also Superman, Jesus Christ, God, Allah, Alaya, the Great Lord, the Great Sage Living Buddha, Buddha, Moshiha, and Messiah. Each of these names can point to me... Although most of these names have disappeared in history, I can still hear them, and some are still being called by people today."

Wen Lie tilted his head, and billions of prayers rang in his ears. The divinity in his body processed these prayers on its own, giving devout believers feedback corresponding to their level of faith.

The children looked at each other.

Superman = God on earth = Jesus = God.

Such a formula brought a strong impact on their little heads.

But, it's very logical, right?

"Carrie, who's in there?"

There were more people talking, and Margaret in the room heard the noise and came over to open the door of the confessional.

The walls turned to dust, surrounding a man with divine radiance, a few children he had never seen before, and a daughter who threw herself into the man's arms.

Margaret's face gradually became distorted. Carrie trembled all over and struggled to break free from Wen Lie's arms. She turned her head to look at Margaret with an expression of panic and fear.

“Fear not, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, I will help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”

Wen Lie pointed his finger at Margaret's forehead, and the ripple energy mixed with a few strands of miraculous power was injected into Margaret's brain, correcting her personality.

Ripple energy already has the ability to control the mind, and with the addition of Wen Lie's divine power, permanent modification of personality is no problem.

Margaret's expression was dazed, and her paranoid face, like a demon, gradually softened. She knelt on the ground, and two lines of tears slid down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Carrie. I'm sorry. It's my fault. I misinterpreted the Bible and am torturing not only myself but you, my daughter. Please, forgive me."

Margaret folded her hands over her chest and confessed painfully.

Carrie's eyes were dull. She had not expected her mother to look like this.

It was not a lie or a disguise. Her mother was truly confessing to her and sincerely revealing her sins.

"mom!"

The grievance and sadness in her heart burst out, and Carrie threw herself on Margaret and burst into tears. Margaret hugged her daughter and cried loudly with guilt.

Several children looked at Jiali with envy and turned their expectant gazes to Wen Lie.

There are 8 minors here, but it is hard to form a happy family.

"Lord, I am the sinner. Please punish me. I beg you to punish me."

Margaret gently pushed Carrie away and confessed devoutly to Wen Lie.

Wen Lie touched Margaret's head as a token of forgiveness.

"I forgive your sins. You must love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind. This is the first and greatest commandment. The second is like it: You must love your neighbor as yourself. I am going to destroy a demon that has escaped from hell. You must take care of these children until I return."

Margaret was ecstatic and said hurriedly, "Thank God for your forgiveness. I will take good care of these children and love them as I love myself."

Wen Lie nodded and said to the children, "Children, stay here and live with this sister for a while."

"Go ahead, Superman! We'll be waiting for your triumphant return!"

The children responded one after another.

Wen Lie turned and walked out of the confessional. Margaret and Carrie chased him out. Looking at Wen Lie's figure soaring into the sky, Margaret's eyes were full of fanaticism and Carrie's face was full of gratitude.

A second later, in the mountains and forests outside Delhi Town, the wind and waves created by Wen Lie's sudden descent from the sky flattened an area within a thousand meters and blew Zhang Heng and Ming Yanwei away.

No longer as tolerant and merciful as before, Wen Lie exuded a strong aura of madness. His overbearing presence enveloped an area thousands of miles away, making everyone feel a sense of oppression and suffocation.

"First things first, Ming Yanwei! Zhang Heng! Did you know that the other party isn't an illusion created by Pennywise, but a real teammate?"

Wen Lie raised his right hand to the sky, raised an index finger, and asked the two people who had stood firm.

After a period of silence, Ming Yanwei spoke first.

"If you don't know at the beginning, then whether you know it later or not is meaningless."

"Whether it's true or not, it's all the same to me."

Zhang Heng laughed helplessly. His body was covered in multiple arrow wounds, and his right hand was covered in cuts, his bowstring soaked in blood. "Then I get it. Pennywise is really good at this... No, Chu Xuan is really good at this."

Wen Lie slowly lowered his arms.

After Ming Yanwei's inner demon was aroused, Ming Yanwei would not hold back even if she knew that Zhang Heng was real. Zhang Heng would not attack Ming Yanwei, so she could only get closer to death while escaping.

As an outsider, even if we stop the former lovers from fighting, we cannot stop them from sinking into their inner demons.

How to crack?

There is a solution!

The super brain and omniscient godhead gave Wen Lie an answer.

"Zhang Heng, I have something to tell you."

Wen Lie looked towards Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng stuck the Sun-Shooting Bow into the ground and took advantage of the gap created by Wen Lie's intrusion to try to recover his strength.

Hearing Wen Lie's voice, he raised his head and looked at Wen Lie in confusion.

At this moment, what could be more important than stopping Wei?
Wen Lie said half-truthfully, "If Ming Yanwei kills you, she will forever be trapped in her inner demons and unable to escape."

Zhang Heng's expression froze, and he hurriedly shouted to Wen Lie, "Then stop her quickly!"

"I can't take action. I can only rely on myself to overcome the inner demon, or it will involve those within the inner demon. If an outsider takes action... If I take action, it will be a signal to start a war, and the inner demon will have no chance of survival."

Wen Lie shook his head and took the initiative to step away from between Ming Yanwei and Zhang Heng.

Although he was mentally prepared to turn the table, he decided to fight for it again.

Zhang Heng's gaze fell on Ming Yanwei. Ming Yanwei looked at him coldly, with murderous anger boiling in her body. Even after hearing Wen Lie's words, there was no sign of it abating.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but take a step back and pleaded with Ming Yanwei, "Wei! Calm down. You hear me? You can't go on like this. No one will be happy if you keep going like this."

Seeing Zhang Heng's actions, Ming Yanwei's anger was like a pot of gasoline, burning her heart.

However, despite her intense emotions, Ming Yanwei controlled her body. She closed her eyes and did not shoot at Zhang Heng.

"Wen Lie, I can't kill him, right?"

Ming Yanwei's voice was fiery yet calm.

Even if suppressing one's inner demons will make the next outbreak more severe, Ming Yanwei will try her best for the sake of the overall situation.

As long as Wen Lie said so, she would do it.

Zhang Heng looked at Wen Lie expectantly.

However, Wen Lie scolded Ming Yanwei, "Fool, if you can't control your thoughts, then let your thoughts control you. Half-baked enlightenment will only lead to despair."

Zhang Heng's eyes widened in shock, and he shouted rapidly, "Wen Lie, what are you talking about? Wen Lie, are you betraying me?"

Ming Yanwei smiled.

A beautiful and seductive smile, as dangerous as a poppy.

She opened her eyes towards Zhang Heng and raised the golden bow.

In an instant, a terrifying sense of crisis gripped Zhang Heng's neck.

Run! Run! If you don't run, you will die! No! No matter where you run, you can't escape this arrow!
The body's instinct warned Zhang Heng that Ming Yanwei's arrow would be her strongest and impossible to resist.

"Uh……!"

Zhang Heng squeezed out a roar-like groan from his throat.

At this moment, he actually overcame his body's instinct and did not run away.

I can't escape! I can't die! I can't let Wei kill me! I can't let Wei sink into her inner demons.

Zhang Heng's heart was roaring. He was sweating profusely, his bones were trembling, and his eyes were fixed on Ming Yanwei.

"Even if it means...killing you!"

Zhang Heng quickly pulled out two [arrows], which emitted a hazy precious light. They were the magic weapons obtained from Lingkong Xuange. Each one was equivalent to an A-level exchange.

Zhang Heng's movements of drawing the bow and drawing the arrow were incredibly smooth, yet they made people feel a strong sense of weight.

"Cut the corners for a while!"

Zhang Heng growled with gritted teeth. Unknowingly, his gene lock broke through to the third level. The elven energy poured in and brought the effect of this treasure to the extreme. The energy of the two [arrows] surged and surged, emitting brilliant light.

Ming Yanwei looked at Zhang Heng who raised the Sun-Shooting Bow, with a sneer of contempt on her lips, but a hint of expectation flashed in her eyes, an expectation that she herself did not even notice.

"...Burn, burn! Burn! My little universe!"

Ming Yanwei slowly pulled the golden bow, her microcosm burning fiercely, like the golden flame of the scorching sun rising from her body, a terrifying aura spread, the mountains and rivers trembled violently, the rivers raised huge waves, Ming Yanwei's microcosm caused the space to tremble slightly, and a few black cracks appeared in the surrounding air.

Yan Ling's Nothingness, at this moment Ming Yanwei has already used the skills of the Holy Warrior bloodline, which is a unique skill that is enough to allow the small universe to reach the realm of God in an instant.

Wen Lie's eyelids twitched and his expression became serious.

In an instant, the light emanating from Ming Yanwei's body turned into darkness.

No, it didn’t turn into darkness, but Ming Yanwei’s small universe distorted the space.

The small universe that could even threaten the plane formed a golden arrow on the golden bow in her hand. The arrow was not dazzling because it turned everything around it into nothingness.

"Golden Arrow!"

Ming Yanwei released the bowstring, and the golden arrow flew forward. The arrowhead cut through the space and tore the plane apart. The strongest force ravaged this world. If you looked down from outside the plane, you would find that there was an ugly scar on the membrane of the plane.

"Double...Dream Arrow!"

Zhang Heng burst out with all his strength, splitting the power that could only be released at one time. The Dream Arrow split into two, and two dazzling arrows shot out at the same time.

The arrows traveled through space like a dream. Matter, space, distance, all things that would become obstacles disappeared completely in front of the dream arrow. At the moment the two arrows collided, the arrow that regarded concepts as false crossed the void torn by the golden arrow. The two arrows were parallel to each other and shot towards each other.

Ming Yanwei's pupils gradually dilated. The dazzling arrow was already within reach. She could clearly feel the power contained in the arrow. It was a destructive force that even the Sagittarius Gold Armor could not resist. It was a power that regarded everything as a dream bubble and gently punctured it.

She also saw Zhang Heng's eyes, firm and fearless, facing death head-on, giving death to others, and unwavering determination.

Ming Yanwei moved the corners of her mouth as if she wanted to smile, and a look of relief appeared in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)