On the Feasibility of Lei Wen Become a God

Lei Zhe stared at the mirror, wishing to see a hole in it.He swore that if the scene that happened next had any discordant content, he must find a skill related to the lower body and use it to entertain the Pope!

"Your Majesty..." Morris in the mirror got up and looked at the Pope, looking a little uncomfortable.

"Take it off, let me see." The pope looked gentle, but the tone from the other end of the copper wire was beyond doubt.

Morris lowered his head and whispered something, which Lei Zhe couldn't hear clearly.

But fortunately, the pope's next sentence solved his confusion: "How could I not know, when you came to me, I already smelled the blood on your body. But I see that you are trying your best to pretend that everything is normal So I don’t know. But now, the smell of blood on your body has not decreased but increased, and I can’t let you continue to destroy my body.”

"I deserve it," Morris muffled.

Following the Pope's words, Lei Zhe finally noticed that there was faint blood oozing from the black robe on Morris' back.

Lei Zhe stared fiercely at the mottled dark marks, his anxious gaze swept back and forth on the mirror, and an unknown fire burst out from the bottom of his heart: What's going on? !

"Undress." Regardless of Morris's attitude, the Pope demanded forcefully.

Morris hesitated for a while, but finally untied his clothes obediently.

Looking at the scene in the mirror, Lei Zhe couldn't help gasping—the black vines with small thorns were tightly bound around Morris' naked body, tightening in circles.The ferocious little thorns are deeply embedded in the undulating texture, and the pigment derived from the human body has already dyed the vines a dazzling dark red.And every breath and every tiny movement will drive the caress of the vines, superimposing new injuries on the old wounds, and the warm blood drips down, turning into layers of red on the wheat-colored skin.

Such a picture burst out of the mirror with a cruel sense of beauty, grabbing all of Lei Zhe's mind.It's like a taboo poster that is only displayed in night theaters, and it's so beautiful that it can take anyone's breath away.But at this moment, Lei Zhe only felt that his heart was suffocated and his heart ached.

"Ten full circles..." Even through the copper wire, the anger in the Pope's voice was still clearly discernible. "If I didn't tell you, when are you going to tie the thorn of sin?"

"Until my heart is at peace." Morris replied lightly.

The Pope raised his hand, and the holy power turned into a milky ball in the palm of his hand, drifting towards Morris's scarred body.

But Morris took two steps back, avoided it lightly, and repeated, "I deserve it."

Deserves a ghost!Lei Zhe watched the holy power wasted by Morris slowly dissipate in the air, wishing he could press this man directly on the halo.If you are injured and die, you are sick, you are sick, you are still sick!What can't be overwhelmed that he has to resort to self-mutilation for peace of mind? Was Morris brainwashed by the Holy See to become a brain-dead person?

"Since you insist on..."

In the mirror, the Pope held up the cross on his chest and held it in front of Morris' eyes: "Then confess to my God and seek the Lord's forgiveness."

Morris stared blankly at the cross, finally sighed, took the cross, and pressed it between his eyebrows.

The deep voice trembled in the tunnel of copper wires, every word and every sentence was feudalism and ignorance that Lei Zhe had never understood——

"Father God, please forgive me and forgive me as a sinner. O Almighty God, You search me and know me. You know when I sit down and when I rise up. You know all my deeds, good deeds and evil deeds. in your wise eyes.

Cover up my transgressions with abundant mercy and forgive me for not doing my part to defend your honor.Forgive me for my shameful inaction while your throne was sullied by gossip.Forgive me for my contemptible performance of weakness and incompetence when your pure land was polluted by selfish desires..."

Lei Zhe's struggling movements froze again. He looked at the lowered head of the man in the mirror, and frowned deeply: Why do you have to repent for this?Obviously it was my kidnapping that made you unable to do anything!Why blame yourself for a fault that is not your own, and... self-harm?

The confession continues—

"Please cleanse me of my sins. It is my negligence of Flores that has led to today's evil deeds. Let him use your name to steal your glory. Let your followers be lost, your The fall of a faithful servant has profaned your supreme majesty. For this I have been condemned, O God, forgive me, and deliver me from myself, from my willful roots, from my credulous stupidity, from a Rescue me from the life that keeps rebelling against you."

The more he listened, the more irritable he became. The corners of Lei Zhe's lips twitched ironically. He really wanted to tear off the annoying receiver on his ears and cut off the sound, but his body couldn't move, and he was stuck under the weight of words.So he could only numbly listen to the so-called confession and watch Morris' respectable faith.

"Purge me of my sins, forgive me for succumbing to the lure of profit, and failing to wash your gods with the blood of the blasphemer. I tolerate the sin of deceit, I indulge the filth of blasphemy, my thoughts, desires and Even my ambitions failed to walk on the path you guided. Although I was facing the light, I stood on the dirt.

Merciful Father, I know I have failed you, please do not abandon me completely.Please take the blood of the lamb and put it on my heart and wash me so that I will be whiter than snow.Great Father God, I know that I will continue to walk in the dirt, please listen to the voice of my earnest prayer.Please do not abandon me with the hopeless, cleanse me by rubbing hyssop over my body, and I will kneel at your feet to honor you. "

The sin of deceit?Blasphemous filth?Lei Zhe closed his eyes, and the devout confession lingered in his ears: You obviously regarded everything I did as dirty, why did you let me, a blasphemer, go on rampant?Why would you rather bind yourself with thorns and ask God for forgiveness than insist on walking on this blasphemous path?

Noah, is everything you do really only based on the interests of the Holy See?If you are truly selfless, why do you need to repent to God with blood?To you, I am not...

The confession is finally over.

Lei Zhe heard the Pope's mellow voice from the other end: "In the name of God the Father, forgive your sins and grant you peace..."

"Father above."

"Father above."

Lei Zhe twitched the corners of his lips, and said quietly in his heart - Father God, die!

He really, had had enough of this ignorant age!It would be great if religion, such an evil thing that ravages human nature, is completely extinct.

The power of holiness gathered in the pope's hand again, this time Morris did not hide any more, and let the pope remove the vines from his body, healed and healed the wound bit by bit.

Lei Zhe no longer paid attention to the scene in the mirror, and began to wrestle with the restraints on his body wholeheartedly. Unfortunately, the Pope returned before he had achieved any results.

"I assume you have seen and heard everything that happened in the next room just now." The Pope put away the mirror and looked at Lei Zhe quietly.

Thinking of Morris's blood-stained body and the content of his confession, Lei Zhe couldn't stop himself from feeling a little delusional in addition to his heartache.

"No, please don't put on such a self-righteous look. It's really unpleasant." Although the Pope was still smiling, there was an unmistakable disgust in his eyes.

Lei Zhe was stunned, not understanding what the Pope meant.

"Don't force your worthless feelings on Noah. He will help you, but it doesn't mean he has the same dirty thoughts about you." Although the attitude he put on was extremely gentlemanly, he spit out the words from the pope's mouth. His words were blunt to the point of harshness.

Lei Zhe twitched the corners of his lips and sat down on the chair.You can say whatever you like, anyway, my mind is my own, can you control me how I want to be?

The Pope didn't care about Lei Zhe's rude attitude. On the contrary, he untied Lei Zhe's body, and handed the pen and paper to him again.

He sat down opposite Lei Zhe, his calm eyes were as far away as the clear sky: "I have to say, you are very lucky. Although Noah has no desire for you, you are still special to him .”

Even though he had made up his mind to take the pope's words as air a moment ago, Lei Zhe couldn't help pricking up his ears when the pope's words "can be regarded as special".

"Noah's kid is strong enough and smart enough, but his heart is so naive that it's almost stupid. In his world, fairness should be implemented, justice should never fall, and everyone should be treated equally. No matter the status is humble or noble. Every sinner should receive the punishment he deserves, and should not be exempted for any reason." The pope smiled and his voice was almost soft.

"'Deceitful scales are an abomination to the God of light; fair weights are his delight. The way of the wicked is an abomination to the God of light; It is as bright as noon.' Everyone knows this sentence in the doctrine, but he is the only one who has engraved it into his bones and blood, and is ready to carry it out to the end. This makes him an outlier and is incompatible with the whole world.

The rules of society naturally bind everyone's soul, his team members will obey him and believe in him, but it is difficult for them to understand him.So you can be valued by him, because your behavior of helping the saint happened to hit the softest part of his heart.It is not you who he would rather save with thorns, but the belief he has always held. "

Lei Zhe hesitated for a moment, and wrote on the paper: "That's why you help me hide the matter of Baron Richard?"

"It can be said that." The Pope did not deny: "You have already caused him to suffer a lot from your blasphemy this time, and your total calculation has made his efforts a joke. He can be hit, but he should not be destroyed .”