Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Seeing the second child rushing into the temple like a mad dog, the guards beside Bart became weird.

Bart shook his head, not letting the guards stop him.

"Let him go, the three bishops will be here soon, don't make any trouble."

Bart can no longer take care of that much now, the three bishops will arrive soon, and under their witness, it will be enough to prove that the true God has returned to heaven, the body left behind, and Eva who did not explode are the best proof .

The only troublesome part is how to explain it, the temple has become like this...

Looking at the temple that had almost become a forest, Bart couldn't help frowning.

At this time, there was a sudden clear cough, which made everyone stunned.

Bart and the others who were still standing under the temple were startled by the sudden cough.

Following the sound, the expression on Bart's face suddenly froze, as if he had seen a ghost, he stared at the top of the temple dumbfounded, and screamed, "Impossible!"

On the top of the building, Zhao Ke stepped out, holding a big loudspeaker in his hand, the cough just now was obviously coming from this loudspeaker.

If it was just Zhao Ke, Bart would never lose his composure like this.

But something unexpected happened to Bart.

There was another person standing behind Zhao Ke, none other than Russel!

"No...he...he's a fake!"

Looking at Russell standing behind Zhao Ke, Bart almost bit off his tongue.

Russel has turned into a golden sculpture, and no amount of force can reverse this process.

The Russell in front of him is naturally absolutely impossible to be real.

"Cough cough~"

Zhao Ke spoke softly and held up the loudspeaker, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that he didn't seem to have any good lines.

However, in fact, there is no need to say anything. When Russell was wearing a gorgeous golden armor, he looked at the people below.

Facing Russell's gaze.

It was as if the warm sunshine was showering on everyone. Suddenly, a guard of the riot army knelt down on the ground excitedly: "True God, may the sun be with you!"

The power of role models is infinite. The guards who were supposed to support the temple fell to their knees like an avalanche.

Looking excitedly at Ruthel standing on the temple.

They are naturally soldiers, fighters of the riot legion, but equally, they are also the most loyal and fanatical believers of Ruthel.

For them, it was Russell who showed the way.

More importantly, under the massive publicity and education of the rioting legion, Ruthel has become the incarnation of the true god. Seeing Ruthel, they are more excited than anyone else.

"May the sun be with you!" Sounds like waves surged up wave after wave.

Standing on the top of the temple, Zhao Ke could feel his body being touched by the sound waves, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the brainwashing was too successful.

Of course, there is another important reason, which is the string of charm necklaces on Russell's chest.

The gem solidified with the blood of the charmer is full of strange magic power.

Special Effect: Power of Charm

Wearing it on the body, no matter men or women, will have a good impression on you.

This string of necklaces was worn on Russell's chest, together with the seeds that had already been rooted in the minds of every member of the Riot Legion.

Ling Russel exudes a kind of divine charm.

"Fake, are you all a bunch of SBs? He's fake!!"

Bart looked at the soldiers kneeling on the ground around him, his face turned into a liver color, and he screamed at the top of his voice, "The true god has already left this world long ago, the guy you see is a fake !"

However, after Bart's voice fell, the eyes of the soldiers around him suddenly became strange.

Looking at Bart, it was like looking at a lunatic.

The real god is clearly in front of his eyes, and he doesn't know what the fuss is about the manager.

"Are you crazy?"

"Crazy, Sir Commander dragged him down to teach him a lesson. You can see his bruised nose and swollen face. He must have gone crazy."

The low-pitched discussions around him made Bart almost exasperated, and he screamed: "I am the head of the temple, so you can see clearly with your eyes wide open. The man behind him is the assassin who hijacked the true god before, and they are all fake!"

As soon as Bart finished speaking, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Ke's mouth. He had been waiting for this moment, picked up the big horn in his hand, and shouted down.

"Yes, I am an assassin sent by Lord Bart, but now I have embraced the embrace of the true God, and the true God will forgive my sins. Lord Bart, admit it, your vain plan to murder the true God has been revealed."

Zhao Ke said, with a pious expression on his face, kneeling on one knee in front of Russell, showing a sincere repentance.

"I……"

As soon as Zhao Ke finished speaking, Bart's eyes were wide open, wishing they could protrude from their sockets, his throat seemed to be stuck, and he pointed at Zhao Ke with trembling fingers: "You... spew blood!"

Zhao Ke did not explain.

The disappointed and distressed look on Russel's face confirmed what Zhao Ke said.

"Bart, you son of a bitch."

The three bishops in the distance also rushed over from behind, and they were also shocked when they heard the news that the true God had left the world.

But as soon as he arrived, he heard Zhao Ke's words.

Looking at Bart, his eyes suddenly darkened.

"Fuck, he is fake, don't listen to him, the remains of the real god are still in the temple."

Veins popped up on Bart's forehead in anger, and when he noticed the unfriendly gazes from around him, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he hurriedly explained.

"Hehe, it's a joke, Bart, you have really tried your best. If it wasn't for your help, would I be able to sneak into the heavily guarded temple?

Besides, the heartbeat of the true god is connected to Eva. If the true god is really gone, why didn't the bomb explode!You guys really deserve death! "

When Zhao Ke asked, Bart stood there in a daze for an instant, and his face suddenly turned pale.

He wants to explain, but how should he explain this kind of thing?