"I would like to see what the strength of the Skinned Dynasty is like, if it can be used..."
Staring at this army of monsters, Soshiyang's mind drifted to other places.
"...Perhaps in the future it will become a trump card that even False Malcador cannot know, playing a role at critical moments, and the Skinner... It seems that the Ruins can really steal the power of other Star Gods. If I
Can I avoid all surveillance by acting in the form of a Skinner? This may be a direction worth considering, but will the Skinner have any adverse effects on me..."
The self that sat on the Skinned Throne before was still deeply imprinted in Soshiyang's mind.
Unable to think of any results for a while, Suoshiyang jumped up and turned into a red mist, which quickly expanded and finally turned into a blood-red body with four pairs of sky-covering blood wings, blood-colored starlight flowing all over his body, and eight arms.
The incarnation of the god with sharp claws swooped down and passed over the heads of the marching army of skinners.
At that moment, all the skinners raised their heads in unison, opened their jaws, and scarlet blood mist spurted out from their mouths and eye sockets, and converged into a neat roar——
Lando Gore!
Then the speed of the skinners suddenly changed from the sluggishness of zombies to the swift beasts, and they started running on their hands and feet.
On the fallen Winocee No. 4, a big day is about to come for the Rye Order.
Although the steps carrying happiness are slow but extremely firm, that wonderful moment of ascension is about to come. Even an action captain with a relatively low status in the religious order like Matt Ning can feel the promise and promise of the Great Sage Master from his own pulse.
Entrustment.
In this occupied city, a huge podium was set up, and tens of thousands of people gathered around it. There was no noise or whispering, and everyone stood perfectly where they should stand.
The religious group has become accustomed to this kind of quiet gatherings, and even when the Great Saint Master came on stage, everyone remained silent.
In the city's cloudy sky, some huge and twisted shadows were already vaguely visible.
"The day of ascension has arrived, and we will welcome the Star Emperor's messenger with open arms!"
While listening to the prayers of the Great Saint Master, Matt Ning carefully listened to the elegant echo from the void. He and his family have been listening to the words of the distant star emperor. They have been waiting for too long in this cruel world.
Too long.
In this world, there are basically only three types of people: priests, landowners, and slaves. The first two account for less than 1%, and the latter account for nearly 99% of the population.
From the moment they were born, they were burdened with heavy debts. This debt may have been owed by their ancestors for more than ten generations, but due to the crazy interest compounding by the landlords, it became a burden that could never be repaid.
Evolved into shackles.
From then on, their fate was doomed. They would be bound to that farmland for the rest of their lives. Except for the most important Emperor's Ascension Festival, they had to work all year round. At the same time, they had to bear other obligations, such as labor and hard labor. And they
All they can get is the minimum and poorest quality food, but the most desperate thing is more than that. If you have a partner and want to get married, you need to pay a marriage tax to the landlord, but poor serfs often cannot afford such a fee.
, they can only borrow from the foreman, and the price is that their wives will also become the foreman's wives - the foreman has the power to abuse their wives like prostitutes.
This dark custom is also known as pawnbroking.
And all this is completely invisible to the priests sitting in the church chanting "The Emperor Loves the World". They appear in front of the serfs very rarely, usually when they come to collect religious tithes.
.
Under such cruel, humiliating and desperate oppression, there was not no resistance, but the serfs were too scattered and too weak. The landowners' bodyguards were not only well-equipped, but they also had support from the sky. Although they were just some old and worn-out aircraft,
The serfs with only hoes and sickles were unable to fight against it.
More importantly, the priests constantly emphasize that resistance is rebellion and turning away from the light of the emperor. Everything they suffer is just a test. When they die, it means they have passed the test and will be in the emperor's kingdom.
Have a place in it.
Under the dual pressure of physical and mental pressure, all resistance is ultimately just a whimper in the darkness until it arrives.
It is revered as the Holy Lord by believers and is the messenger of the Star Emperor. It tells people that what the priests talk about is actually a hypocritical false idol used to deceive people into accepting their fate. The real emperor will never allow anything.
Slavery, oppression.
So the Rye Order was born. The reason why they chose the black wheat burned by fire as their flag was to represent their will to fight against the oppressors.
After more than ten generations of dedication, sacrifice and protection, the Rye Order gradually grew in this kingdom of theocracy that was glorious and holy on the outside but already decayed on the inside. Then the pure angels born from the direct bloodline of the Holy Lord accelerated this secret order.
rise until they grow large enough to be noticed by the Emperor of the Stars.
Under the slogan of resisting oppression, pain and exploitation, tens of thousands of serfs voluntarily began to undergo divine transformation. Not only these people, but also homeless people who lost their homes, bodyguards and thugs who frequented brothels, and even unnoticed people
The priests in the small churches began to gradually become members of the religious order.
Some people don't even need to be converted before they are willing to fight for the Lord.
After the cult accumulated a certain amount of strength, small-scale operations began to take place. The first was the elimination of the vicious foreman, and gradually the sporadic revenge in the past turned into large-scale and blatant killings.
Thousands of years of accumulated hatred have forged terrifying weapons, the oppressor's whip has become their own noose, and the lackeys have been drowned in their own blood.
However, the cult has been working hard to control the scale of the operation to prevent premature exposure from causing attacks outside the void.
It wasn't until the Holy Lord felt the signal of the Ascension Day that the real uprising war began.
The Rye Order has organized thirty-six troops, with units as units. Each unit contains more than one million believers to deal with the thirty-six administrative divisions on the planet. The first is to conduct a raid on military strongholds and warehouses.
Another attack, with weapons as simple as sharpened sticks and peasant soldiers, thousands of ethnic groups died in the battle, but the cult also captured some real military supplies and absorbed a group of
Members with more military experience.
It was at this time that Matenin joined the cult. In the past, he was only a member of the local security group. Although he had this status, it did not mean that his life was good. In fact, his childhood was very miserable. Both his parents died in an accident deliberately created by the landlord.
A small-scale famine was used to "control the population." When he was nearly seven years old, he followed the people fleeing famine for two years before joining a distant relative of his. In the process, he ate anything to survive, even food.
Dead Human Flesh, even after defecting, is said to be a relative, but is only treated as a servant.