The demon-suppressing force that once controlled the world has now become history and has disappeared from the entire world.
As a means for indigenous gods to control the human world, the demon-suppressing troops have been intensively purged, with almost no fish slipping through the net.
Anyone who believes in the six main gods should either believe in the God of Justice or be directly eliminated.
The Temple of Justice will never show mercy to these demon-killing monks.
Compared to ordinary believers, demon-conquering monks are more dangerous, after all, they possess extraordinary power.
However, the world has changed. The demon-suppressing monks who used to rely on their powerful strength to frighten the world are no match for the Loucheng monks. Every time they fight, they are killed in rivers of blood.
Therefore, even though some were unwilling to do so, the vast majority of demon-conquering monks finally chose to convert to the God of Justice.
This is actually not something too difficult to accept. Choosing the main god to believe in is originally the freedom of the demon-conquering monks.
But most of the time, they will be influenced by the people around them and form a group spontaneously.
Now, to regard the God of Justice as the main one is to make a new choice. After the six main gods turned their backs on the believers, the choice no longer seems so difficult.
When believers are in the most critical moment and cannot get any help, what is the use of such belief in gods?
According to the Temple of Justice, the six major gods first shamelessly attacked the God of Justice, and then betrayed all believers.
Their purpose in doing this is to destroy the entire world and start a new era.
This kind of behavior is not worthy of being called a righteous god and must be eliminated. If it is allowed to continue to exist, the entire world will fall into doom.
At the same time, the Temple of Justice announced that the six major gods are determined to be thieves and are likely to come back to destroy the world.
Under the tireless propaganda of the Temple of Justice, believers of the God of Justice believe in this statement more and more. They hate the six major gods and regard them as evil gods.
Those believers who were forced to change their beliefs became increasingly doubtful, doubting that what the Temple of Justice said was true.
Otherwise, why have the six major gods not responded until now?
However, secretly, there are still many believers who firmly believe in the existence of the six major gods. They try various methods to try to get a response from the six major gods.
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There are more than a dozen thatched houses hidden in the secluded valley.
Under several big trees, there was a platform built of gravel and logs, filled with various tributes.
The tributes were somewhat bloody and were clearly human body parts and organs, placed in various containers.
There are six stone slabs erected on the altar, with the symbols of the six main gods outlined in blood, and a series of small runes next to them.
Dozens of men and women in black robes were kneeling in front of the altar, muttering words.
The tone of the scriptures is strange, with a special rhythm, and the air keeps vibrating along with it.
Unknowingly, the blood-colored runes on the stone slab began to glow, and at the same time, wisps of black air floated from the sacrifices.
Seeing this scene, the white-haired bishop at the front trembled with excitement. He began to recite scriptures loudly, and at the same time knelt down to the altar in front of him.
When the male and female believers behind saw this, they were so excited that tears filled their eyes, as if their lifelong dream had finally come true.
After waiting for so long and putting in so much hard work, the gods finally responded.
Unknowingly, the blood-colored runes on the stone slab became brighter and brighter, and more and more black gas emitted from the sacrifices.
A black spot suddenly appeared above the altar, sucking all the black air into it, and then continued to expand.
It didn't take long for the sacrifices on the table to turn into ashes. After losing the supply of black energy, the fist-sized vortex stopped expanding.
Upon seeing this, the white-haired bishop immediately shouted anxiously: "Hurry, bring the sacrifice, otherwise the passage to the divine world cannot be opened!"
The male and female believers below looked at each other, but felt a little embarrassed. They had already killed all the villagers they had caught secretly. Where could they find living people as sacrifices now?
Seeing the hesitant men and women, a flash of madness flashed in the white-haired bishop's eyes. He suddenly pulled out a pistol, pointed it between the eyebrows of the believers behind him and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The crisp sound of the gunshot woke up the hesitant crowd. They looked at the white-haired bishop with a ferocious and twisted expression, as if they were looking at a devil.
While they were shocked, the white-haired bishop's revolver continued to spurt out flames, and all five bullets were fired.
The five believers fell to the ground, their faces full of shock and despair. They did not expect that they would lose their lives like this.
"Throw the sacrifice up quickly, don't hesitate, otherwise you will miss the opportunity!"
Hearing the white-haired bishop's roar, the shocked believers immediately came to their senses and moved all five corpses to the altar.
Black gas continued to emerge from the five corpses, and just like at the beginning, they were sucked into the slowly expanding vortex.
However, the absorption speed of the vortex is obviously several times faster.
It didn't take long for the whirlpool to become the size of a human head, but the five corpses on the altar had turned into ashes.
"The sacrifices are not enough, hurry up and continue. This is our only chance, we can't miss it no matter what!"
The white-haired bishop's eyes widened and he turned around to roar at everyone again, only to see faces full of fear.
Although they are fanatical believers, they are not willing to lose their lives in vain, just because they still want to follow the gods to fight and obtain gifts to enter the kingdom of God.
It's definitely not like now, being killed as a sacrifice and feeling like garbage.
"What are you doing? Are you shrinking from fear? How can such a coward be worthy of being a slave of the gods!"
While the white-haired bishop roared, he drew a short sword from his waist and slashed at the believers around him.
Seeing the white-haired bishop who was as strong as a wind demon, the believers ducked aside for fear of being struck to death by the bishop's sword.
Others drew their weapons and looked around cautiously, fearing that they would be attacked by their companions.
At this moment, a gunshot was heard, and a male believer was shot in the chest. He looked at his girlfriend in disbelief.
The female believer held the pistol with trembling hands, twisted madness flashed in her eyes, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Don't blame me, you sacrificed for the gods to return to the world, I just helped you realize your wish.
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The male picture collapsed on the ground, with black air constantly coming out of his body. He looked at his girlfriend who was defending his behavior, his expression twisted and desperate.
"puff!"
A sharp dagger suddenly slashed across the female believer's neck, and bright red blood spattered everywhere.
The female believer's eyes widened, and she kept pulling the trigger before she died, shooting bullets at the panicked believers next to her.
After firing the last bullet, the female believer tried to reach out to grab her boyfriend, but she saw indescribable indifference in the other's distracted eyes.
"hehe……"
From the mouth and eyes of the female believer, thick black asphalt-like smoke flew out, continuously entering the vortex, and she quickly turned into a skeleton.
The volume of the vortex is still expanding rapidly.
The white-haired bishop had gone crazy and kept swinging his dagger to kill believers. The surroundings were filled with blood and corpses.
"Even if we all die, it won't be enough for the whirlpool to absorb. It's best to move it to a crowded place, so that the passage to the Kingdom of God can truly be opened!"
Seeing the white-haired bishop rushing towards him, a believer yelled loudly while constantly dodging backwards.
The white-haired bishop was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the black steaming corpse on the ground, and then at the believers fleeing in all directions.
"You're right, you really need to find a place with a lot of people!"
The white-haired bishop suddenly understood, turned around and rushed towards the whirlpool, then reached out and grabbed it.
The moment he came into contact with the whirlpool, his arms and shoulders quickly withered and became like mummies.
Black gas came out of the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and was continuously absorbed by the vortex, making the whole person look like an evil ghost.
The white-haired bishop didn't care. He let out a ferocious laugh, shouted the names of the six major gods, and then flew off the ground and headed straight for the city ahead.