Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

Jiang Yuan knew from a young age that he was gifted and was definitely not an ordinary person, but he was not sure what made him different from others.

Until later, Ms. Jiang was forced to tell him the truth---

“You are the Son of God and are loved by the Father.”

Jiang Yuan: "Ah? I didn't dare to ask because I was afraid you would be sad. So my father didn't die young?"

Then this Son of God slapped Ms. Jiang hard in the face with love.

From then on, the boy was full of expectations, wanting to meet the legendary father. Even the sect leaders in the game would sometimes affectionately call him the Son of the Soul.

And he also took on the responsibilities of the Son of God, constantly saving people and converting them.

But no matter how much he looked forward to it, he never saw his father.

Later, Jiang Yuan was arrested and put in a detention center awaiting trial for setting fire to the Ministry of Security.

During those days, the Son of God sat in the iron fence and thought about a question:

My mother and I have been toyed with by the evil god, why does the Father God never show up?

So does he really exist?

Mom said yes, so he must exist.

Could it be that it’s because the Father is God and is too busy?

No, God loves the world. My merciful Heavenly Father must love us. If He were still alive, He would not allow the evil gods to act recklessly and sit idly by and watch what happens to us.

Therefore,

He must be dead!

The more this filial son thought about it, the more it made sense to him, and so the first slogan of the Dharma Ending Church was born.

【The Heavenly Father has died, may the Lord shine in the world. 】

He aspires to follow in his father's footsteps and save more people.

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Now, these believers in the church, while shouting such slogans, devoutly chopped off a man's burnt leg.

The burnt smell mixed with the smoked aroma of barbecue made Jiang Yuan feel nauseous, his whole body was cold, and his face turned as pale as paper.

He stood there, unable to tell east from west, south from north.

Qiu Ci comforted him, "Don't worry, Lord. This newcomer just completed the initiation test and was slightly injured. Although his body is damaged, his spirit has been reborn. I will install the best prosthetic limbs for him later."

"Trial? New life? So this is all intentional?" Jiang Yuan had a bad guess in his mind, but still asked:

"What kind of trial would make a person like this?"

Qiu Ci was about to explain when he heard the crowd in front of him suddenly make a noise.

"Look! It's the Holy Lord!"

"Saint Lord Jiang is back home!"

"You're finally back!"

"Bishop Qiu really brought the Holy Lord back! That's great!!!"

The executioner's hand loosened, and the machete fell to the ground with a clang. His face was full of tears, and he cried bitterly:

"Bishop Qiu is right. The Holy Lord... has really returned! Asceticism is the only way to save the world. Our efforts have not been in vain!!! Our efforts have not been in vain!!!"

Under the orange-yellow candlelight, flames of hope ignited in pairs of numb eyes one after another, and everyone's face was filled with joy.

The moment they turned to face Jiang Yuan, he finally saw clearly that there was not only the man on the altar present. The exposed parts of the believers under their clothes all had more or less traces of prosthetic limbs.

Some of them used puppet hands, some had mechanical legs, some wore hearing aids, and some had their eyes replaced with prosthetic eyes. What’s worse, some even had their limbs made of wood, and they stumbled when they moved. The degree of transformation was almost catching up with Qiu Ci.

Although the probability of installing prosthetic limbs has more than tripled in recent years, the installation rate of these believers has reached 100%.

A gathering of hundreds of people could not even form a complete person.

Jiang Yuan asked in a deep voice: "So they are all people who have passed the test of joining the sect?"

"Of course!" Qiu Ci said with joy on his face:

"Isn't extreme pain and devout waiting the test you gave us? These are true believers who have passed the test!"

After that, he took a few steps forward amid the enthusiastic cheers and announced:

"Believers, our long-term hard work has finally paid off! Now, the Holy Lord is at our beck and call! He is coming home!!!"

This sentence was like a drop of water falling into boiling oil, which instantly exploded and boiled, and cheers surged towards Jiang Yuan.

Even the man who had just had his entire leg sawed off, with pale lips, rolled down from the altar weakly, and with the help of the people around him, he lay on the ground and worshiped.

Everyone half-knelt on the ground, with their right hands covering their hearts and their left hands behind their backs, and shouted in unison, as loud as a bell:

"The Father is dead, may the Lord shine!"

"Compassion is limitless, and relief is without distinction!"

"The gospel of the last days, redemption of all people!"

The believers chanted extremely childish slogans with deep emotion, which made Jiang Yuan's scalp tingle, his hair stand on end, and he felt waves of nausea and vomiting, and his hair stood on end.

This scene made the Holy Lord so anxious that he was trembling with anger. There was only one thought left in his mind:

I really want to wipe out this evil cult! ! !

After a brief excitement, the Snow-haired Son of God took a deep breath, covered his forehead, and pondered calmly.

Originally, the teachings of the Dharma-Ending Church were very simple:

[Under Jiang Yuan's leadership, we will do whatever it takes to get rid of the evil god and liberate the game and reality! ]

But now, under Qiuci's leadership, this doctrine has obviously been twisted into:

[Through painful practice, atone for your sins, gain new life, influence the heavens, and welcome the return of God! ]

It can be said that Qiu Ci has taken the spirit of self-PUA to the extreme and formed a very pathological herd effect among believers.

Now that Jiang Yuan was brought back by Qiu Ci, this doctrine was further strengthened, making them more convinced:

Self-abuse asceticism = God’s test!

This is the terrible thing about faith.

It can take people to heaven or send them to hell, leading them down a path to death, to being torn to pieces and never to be able to return.

But does Qiu Ci have bad intentions?

Obviously not, he is still the stubborn Qiu Ci, who has taken the word "extreme" to the extreme.

But if you think about it carefully, there seems to be a huge loophole here.

Jiang Yuan looked around, searching for a certain internet celebrity female anchor in the crowd.

The Ying Zixi he saw last time was obviously different from these people. The girl wore less and exposed more. Even when she showed her true body, her arms and legs were in good shape. Didn't she look short or anything?

Just when Jiang Yuan was confused, the candlelight in the house flickered and outside, under the rain, a burst of hurried and heavy footsteps was heard.

“Da-da-da…”

"Da-da-da-da-da--!"

“Da Da---Da Da---Da Da----!!!”

It seemed like a group of people were dragging heavy objects and running towards this side. Their steps were clear and fast, and it was obviously not an attack by the Eternal Burners.

There was a sound of breaking wind, and a huge black shadow wrapped in white mist and rain smashed into the main entrance like a meteor, making a violent noise.

"Bang-dang-----!!!"

Everyone dodged in time, and the outer row of benches was knocked into the corner.

When the chaos subsided, everyone saw a black-shelled creature lying dead in the middle of the church.

Its body is like a giant crocodile, six meters long, two meters wide, and more than three meters high, but its body is covered with a black to purple shell, three pairs of scorpion legs, a pair of scorpion pincers, and a long tail with barbs.

But it had a black triangular snake head, also covered with a layer of shell, and in its wide-open mouth, two venomous fangs gleamed.

Someone wanted to go forward to check the situation, but was stopped by Jiang Yuan.

"Don't touch it, it's a snake-head scorpion, it's highly poisonous."

[Snake-headed Scorpion]: A highly poisonous creature in the game, especially the venom from its fangs and tail. If the venom is combined, a drop of it into a well can poison an entire village. The corpse will melt on its own, leaving only a pile of purple-green skeletons.

The venom of the snake-head scorpion is the highest in most games, but it is usually only the size of a palm. This is the first time he has seen one as big as the giant crocodile.

"Sorry we're late!"

A clear female voice entered the church, creating an echo. A familiar tall and slender figure stood at the door with his back to the rain.

This time the woman was not wearing any makeup. Her long curly hair was tied into a high ponytail. She wore a black tight vest on her upper body, loose tactical work clothes on her lower body, black leather boots on her feet, thick leather gloves on her hands, and a dagger and a pistol on her waist. She was elegant from head to toe, without a single unnecessary thing. She was completely different from the previous internet celebrity anchor who wore heavy makeup and was pretentious.

Behind her, dozens of young men and women walked out of the rain one after another and solemnly entered the church.

"Holy Lord! I knew you would come back sooner or later!" As soon as Ying Zixi saw Jiang Yuan, she rushed up to him passionately.

"If you have something to say, please say it, but don't do anything."

Jiang Yuan dodged in time and effectively avoided a close-range collision.

He looked at them carefully. In comparison, the group of people brought by Ying Zixi had all their limbs intact, were in high spirits, had no signs of amputation, and looked very normal.

Jiang Yuan thought thankfully: It seems that there are still complete and normal people in the Vatican...

But just as the Holy Lord finished celebrating, he heard Qiu Ci put one hand to his mouth and whispered to him:

"Holy Lord, be careful. Shuangxi and his gang are a bit extreme in their style of doing things."

extreme?

Jiang Yuan had met Ying Zixi before. This girl was a little crazy, a little crazy, and a little violent...

But at least she and the group of people behind her have all their limbs intact and are in good health!!!

The merciful Son of God had just finished thinking about it when he saw this dashing lady stand up and jump onto the bench, raising her hands high and shouting excitedly:

"Everyone, look at me! I have something to announce!"

The church immediately fell silent, listening to her announcement.

"To celebrate the Holy Lord's safe return, we went in and captured this extremely poisonous snake-headed scorpion ancestor!"

She pointed to the monster's body on the ground.

"We will use it to make poison and pour it into the Dongshan Lake Reservoir. We will fight poison with poison and purify the entire Xijing!!! The only antidote is in our hands. In the future, only those who believe in our Dharma-Ending Church can survive!!!"

The people behind her were infected by the enthusiasm and raised their hands and shouted:

“Yay!!!!!!!”

"Purify all the pagans!!!"

"Those who obey my court will prosper! Those who resist my court will perish!!!"

"The gospel of the last days, redemption of all people!!!"

Great Saint Jiang’s white hair was disheveled, and his pupils were trembling: “!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

I think you guys are at the other extreme!