Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

Entering the new copy, Ning Jun was unsurprisingly tied up and hung on a cross.

There were hundreds of pieces of wood gathered at her feet, and there was a man holding a fire stick next to her, who looked like he was about to burn her to death.

"Burn her to death!"

"She's a witch! Burn her!"

"Mom? Why is she tied up?" The little girl was puzzled.

"I don't know. Others say she is a witch. Maybe they have their reasons." The middle-aged woman replied.

The man holding the fire stick said righteously, "According to the priest's prophecy, a witch will appear in the village, bringing panic, filth, and destruction."

"If we don't destroy the witch, we'll incur the wrath of God. To ensure the safety of the village, the witch will be executed today!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the crowd became excited and started to talk about Ning Jun's various shortcomings and mistakes, even though Ning Jun was a stranger who had just arrived in the village.

The village chief lit the torch and poured oil on it. In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, mercilessly devouring the life of the young girl.

So simple? Didn't the High Priest say this woman was difficult to deal with and needed to be handled with caution? It seems that's all.

Hmm, isn't it a little too quiet?

Normally, when those women were judged by the flames of justice, they would scream in agony and endure the excruciating pain of their skin being burned.

Hey? What the hell is going on?

The village chief looked down at the audience and saw that the villagers were acting out of character, with fear and terror in their eyes. Even the timid children shrank back into their mothers' arms.

This isn't right. Where did all that enthusiasm go? Was it because the fire was too horrible?

He looked back and saw a sight that he would never forget.

The flames had turned into a cold, dark blue flame. The scorching weather suddenly turned as cold as frost.

The flames burned the wooden ropes, and the witch who was predicted to destroy the world sat on the cross, playing with the leaping flames in her hands, and looking at everyone present with a smile.

Oh, it turns out to be the classic Witch Trial.

When others say that you are a witch who can bring destruction and disaster, you'd better really bring disaster.

Alas, it just so happens that Ning Jun is really the world-destroying witch.

"You are guilty."

Ning Jun pointed lightly at the village chief who had convicted Ning Jun.

"And you."

Without any prelude or any ignition action, a light blue flame rose out of thin air on the village chief's clothes and enveloped his entire body in a few seconds.

The few people who had cursed Ning Jun the most harshly just now also received the same treatment as the village chief.

"Tear, tear, tear."

The high temperature burned their skin, causing the village chief and others to roll on the ground in agony. But the surprising thing was that the flames seemed to only burn them and did not affect anyone else at all.

Even if the upper body is soaked in water, the cold flame can never be extinguished.

He should have thought of it earlier, he should have known it earlier.

The village chief regretted it immensely. If she was a witch who could destroy the world, how could she be tied up by a mortal? How could she be burned by a mere flame?

He has offended a big shot!

"Witch, please forgive us!"

"Witch, we didn't do it on purpose. We were also deceived!"

"My dear witch, please forgive me, a commoner like you!"

Several people were struggling in pain on the ground, but with Ning Jun, a big Buddha, around, no one had the courage to help a stranger.

Everyone's feet felt like they were filled with lead. Facing the witch, no matter how frightened and scared they were, they couldn't move and dared not move, for fear that they would be the first to stick their heads out and ruin the witch's good mood for killing.

Except for a little girl, she broke free from her mother's arms and came to Ning Jun.

"Your Majesty," the girl with brown curly hair and rags ran to Ning Jun, kowtowed, and begged, "Please help Lisa get rid of the big bad guy in the village!"

Then her eyes rolled.

"God, there is nothing left in Lysa's house. We cannot offer sacrifices for you."

"But Lysa, Lysa is willing to milk you for a whole year!"

Ning Jun became interested at once, while the others were still trembling with fear and at a loss. Only the little girl came up, and she was quite knowledgeable.

"Oh? What's the matter with you?"

Ryza's mother anxiously rushed out of the crowd and hugged Ryza. "Your Majesty, this is just a child's joke. Please don't take it seriously."

"No problem, tell me about it."

I learned from Lisa that this is a remote village.

In Lysa's family, her two sisters have been sent to be brides of the Evil Lord, and this year it is Lysa's turn.

Lisa's family was unwilling, so her father was beaten by the village chief and his men, lost a leg, and the debt doubled. Her mother sewed silk cloth day and night, and her eyes were almost blinded, but she still couldn't pay back half of the debt.

The so-called Lord of the Evil Spirits is the evil god worshipped by the villagers. He lives in an ancient castle deep in the Forest of the Dead. Every three years, the villagers have to offer a bride to ensure safety and avoid the god's anger and destruction.

Little Lisa was about to despair, but today she saw that the stranger was unharmed in the fire and the flames could not burn her at all.

Adults say that when gods come or the Son of God comes, they will bring about strange phenomena in heaven and earth or something that is completely different from everyone else.

Lisa felt that the stranger was definitely not some random witch, but must be a god sent from heaven to save the mortals in the world!

"Please, save Lysa's family."

Her request was simple, which was to punish the bad guys in the village who beat her father, so that the village would no longer be frightened by the evil spirit lord.

Ning Jun agreed, and with a wave of his hand, those debt collectors were reduced to ashes in the flames.

Lisa's faith was like a tiny yet brilliant grain of sand, mysteriously connected to Ning Jun's essence. Even Ning Jun's Void Refining Realm, which had remained unchanged for years, began to falter.

The child was so naive that she didn't know that the god she just believed in was actually similar to the Lord of Evil Spirits.

It seems that we need to harvest a wave of faith.

In order to leave a good impression in little Lisa's heart, Ning Jun waved his sleeves, and the dark clouds that had been lingering in the village dissipated, revealing colorful rays of light that shone on Ning Jun.

Everyone called it a miracle, kowtowed and knelt down, begging the great god Ning to forgive their previous evil deeds.

Oh my God, they actually dared to doubt the God who came specially to save the world. It’s really disrespectful!

As for why the gods were captured by mortals in the first place, it was because the gods were morally noble and wanted to get along with humans as ordinary people.

Why would the wizard predict that the gods would destroy the village? Please, they are gods. They can save the world and destroy it. Isn't that normal?

No, maybe the wizard has already defected to the enemy! He has betrayed the gods and deserves death!

The witch trial turned into the devil man trial with great fanfare.

The wizard who was sleeping soundly at home was tied up and brought before Ning Jun, to face the wrath of the villagers and the judgment of the true gods.

The wizard sleeping at home: ???