The four main characters are all my followers

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The young former head pastor of the church was imprisoned in a simple but well-guarded underground prison.

In order to avoid the invasion of monsters, all the walls here have been drawn with magic circles using red flame magic.Not only did it maintain a normal temperature, but it also burned the prisoners being held here all the time.

Samuel sat down in the weeds, his black hair hanging down casually, covering his numb eyes, only showing his chapped and bloodless lips.

He has been imprisoned here for a whole month, and his limbs are wearing heavy chains. The lava magic attached to them is burning his skin all the time, and he can see a shocking bloodstain when he lifts his arm.

Someone roughly knocked on the iron railing: "It's time for your execution."

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"Thank you for the kindness of the God of Light, and punished the natural heretics by exile in the abyss." The executioner said humanely.

The prison van drove towards the street, and naughty children threw broken stones and rotten fruits and vegetables into the van.

The sharp stone scratched his forehead, and the warm liquid slowly dripped down.

"This kind of black hair and black eyes shouldn't be alive." People said one after another, forgetting the blessings and blessings he had gently given to everyone.

The young man lowered his head calmly, but his nails got stuck in his palm.

He wants to live despicably.

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——Excerpt from "Supreme Necromancer".

Samuel followed the blonde girl unhurriedly, and the two of them crossed the border between the red light district and the slums.

It was only less than a hundred meters away, but the atmosphere here instantly fell silent.The ground is full of dirt and garbage, and the recent snow has only made the ground more dirty and muddy.

Bian Ruofei lifted up the skirt of her lower garment, carefully picked out a clean place and walked through it.After all, it was borrowed clothes, and he also went out quietly behind everyone's back, so it's hard to explain if it gets dirty.

Once entering this kind of place, the "woman" with long blonde hair became the most conspicuous person.

Sallow and thin faces poked their heads out from between the straw mats, behind the dark windows, and from dark corners, and their numb eyes fell on her.There was no lack of malicious gazes, and they all regarded her as a lamb who had strayed in. It was only because of the tall and hooded figure next to the woman that she did not act rashly.

Bian Ruofei has only seen corresponding videos of this miserable scene when he was surfing the Internet in another world.

"According to the information I have checked, humans with weak viability will choose to settle in large bases, because once they live outside the extremely dangerous base, they must always be prepared to be attacked by Zerg." He said to Samuel beside him Cope said, "But the job opportunities in the city are destined to be limited, and the alien species as slaves is the best tool. Over time, slums have been formed. The Holy See is the harshest of all bases in terms of oppressing alien species."

Hearing this, Samuel sneered: "The so-called Holy See and the Church are not different at all. They are just a group of weak ants huddled together."

"That's right," Bian Ruofei agreed, "Black hair and black eyes can be the original sin, and the birth of a foreign species can also be a sin. The Holy See and the Church, different worlds and different worlds, there is actually no difference. The mistake may not be belief, but It's human bias."

"God does not necessarily exist in the world, but there are speculators who want to profit from it all the time." While speaking, Bian Ruofei moved his fingertips. He has been writing all the year round, and he has the urge to write something, but now It is impossible to have pen and paper, so I quietly gave up.

With his tall legs and long legs, Samuel had already walked to the front, and followed the words to look back at the "girl" who was standing there.

"You...you know it very clearly."

During the pause in the speech, he abruptly pulled Bian Ruofei's wrist forward, making him who was not used to the skirt stagger and throw himself on him.

His tone was as cold as his body temperature, like a poisonous snake waiting in the shadows.

"You must think that all the creatures on the stage are all clowns who can be manipulated for fun."

Bian Ruofei raised his eyes and looked at him, only to see that there was another kind of fire in the man's eyes that was not angry.

—that was an almost undisguised hunger.

It seems that if you don't give a satisfactory answer to the other party, you will be eaten by this person.

"Why do you think so?" The weak girl showed a disapproving look, and poked the necromancer's chest in a serious manner at the moment, "At the moment when the world view is set, all the characters follow their path. My character interprets fate, and I'm just an ordinary narrator."

Samuel paused slightly, and after a while, he let go of the girl's arm and sneered cruelly: "Indeed, fate is all of your own making."

"Would you like to visit there?" Bian Ruofei changed the subject, pointing to the conspicuous buildings above his head.

It is Utopia.

As for the conversation just now, Bian Ruofei did not lie, but only concealed a considerable part of the truth.A butterfly flapping its wings may form a hurricane on another continent, not to mention the writer who can manipulate the settings at will.

Although all the characters operate according to the human design, there are countless variables and unknowable factors that can be manipulated in a limited space-as long as the settings can be rounded up afterwards, there will be no problem.

The two randomly found a corner where no one was watching, directly used teleportation magic, and reached the city above the sky.

The time was too hasty on the night when the Holy See was doing things, and now it is here, the wide and endless streets come into view, and the beautifully painted houses are scattered on both sides, forming the strongest contrast with the dilapidated slums just now .

Bian Ruofei, who was wanted by the Holy See, was walking on the street with Samuel openly at this moment, and even passed the patrolling soldiers unharmed.

"Today is a working day, how about going to see their church?" Bian Ruofei said.

Samuel readily agreed.

The two walked along the spacious central avenue, and at the end was an open square and magnificent tall buildings.

Pedestrians walked in one after another, but when the two stood at the entrance, they were stopped by the waiter guarding the door.

He said politely: "Any human beings are welcome to enter and worship here, but..."

The man in the holy white robe glanced at the man whose pupils were obviously different from ordinary people, and continued, "... except for the alien species. You might as well let the slaves wait outside by themselves." He pointed to the grove on the side.

Bian Ruofei looked in the direction, and saw several figures standing or sitting there, waiting, all of them were of different species.

The breath on the necromancer's body suddenly became cold.

Samuel, who had been rampant for many years and was used to being unscrupulous, wanted to curse the waiter on the spot.But before he could move, he was pulled by Bian Ruofei by his side.

He nodded slightly at the waiter, winked at Samuel, and whispered, "You go there and wait for me first."

Samuel frowned: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, Bian Ruofei walked in with his head held high and left him outside.

Withdrawing his attention from the opponent's back, the necromancer in a bad mood glanced maliciously at the waiter who stopped him, and the subtle toxin fell on the man silently.

Compared to losing your life, a little lesson is not too much, right?

And at this moment, the interior of the church.

After Bian Ruofei stepped in, his eyes first fell on the distorted monster in the central tall colored window, and the blurred human figure stabbed the sharp sword in the monster's heart.

A row of solid wood tables and chairs arranged on both sides are neatly arranged indoors, and thin booklets are placed on each position.

Bian Ruofei randomly found a seat and sat down, flipping through the pages.

The general meaning is that my god is called Man God, who was born at the beginning of the new calendar to save mankind from disasters, Zerg is the source of evil, and aliens are born to wear sin.

Bian Ruofei: "..."

When the Holy See bombed the civilian area that night, he didn't feel that they had much desire to protect humans.

"Miss, can I sit here?" A slightly familiar voice rang in my ears.

Bian Ruofei raised his eyes, and when he saw the person coming, his heart skipped a beat.

Standing in front of him was Noah Gracie, dressed in a white sacrificial robe, with flamboyant red hair and aggressive eyes staring at his face wearing sunglasses.

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