I suppressed the weirdness in the shelter

Chapter 206 The goddess is bullied again
The "Chaos" Apostle stepped on the air and walked into the bell tower step by step.

The hem of her skirt came into close contact with Mr. Monkey's blood, but surprisingly, the black evening dress could not be stained with blood.

Looking at the uninvited apostle of "Chaos" in front of him, Mr. Clown couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Everyone knows what "chaos" is.

It is no exaggeration to say that no one wants to have anything to do with the high-level existence of "Chaos", even if they are both apostles.

"Chaos" always contaminates everything. It contains everything, whether harmful or harmless, all of them exist indispensable.

In contrast, the apostles favored by Him were also complicated guys.

They also absorb foreign objects unconsciously like Chaos, which makes the pollution in their bodies more serious than that of other apostles.

It is no exaggeration to say that from the moment a person becomes an apostle of Chaos, his life begins to countdown.

The longest-lived Chaos Apostle so far is only in his early fifties.

Even among humans, this cannot be considered longevity, and from the perspective of an apostle, it can be considered quite pitiful.

The two apostles just stared at each other, and Mr. Clown was waiting for the other to make a move, but she didn't seem to have that intention.

She turned her head and looked behind her. At this moment, there was nothing at the place where the goddess statue had fallen. Only a huge hole appeared in the clouds at the top because of the arrival of the holy light.

After a moment, the Apostle of Chaos spoke.

"Wyatt did this, didn't he."

"He did it, can't you see?"

"But this is an oracle."

"This oracle is quite crude, it doesn't look like the work of a 'holy' person." Mr. Clown laughed out loud, "But it's really amazing that he actually got a 'holy' blank oracle, interesting!"

Mr. Clown's chuckle became the only sound high up in the bell tower. At this moment, even the strong wind from high up was unwilling to blow to the place where the two apostles of the evil god gathered.

The Apostle of Chaos turned her head indifferently, the black veil covering her face facing Mr. Clown without any concealment, and her eyes could hardly be seen. Mr. Clown was already feeling tremendous pressure.

That veil was like a dark whirlpool, bottomless.

As expected, there are differences in rank among the apostles.

The "Chaos" apostle before him was definitely one of the best apostles.

"Do you have a way to kill Wyatt?"

"You want to kill him?"

"No, I don't have that ability."

"That's good. You don't have to die."

"At least answer my question, beautiful lady, so that I can realize how powerful that director is and give up as soon as possible."

"…If you want to kill him, you can consider killing the gods first."

"Farewell."

In the blink of an eye, only the clown mask was left of Mr. Clown, and no one knew where he had disappeared.

The Apostle of Chaos continued to look in the direction of the parade and began to ponder silently.

Now, the Music Aid Society that stirred up trouble no longer posed a threat. The next thing to do was to find a way to find the polluted soul and complete the journey to deification.

The figure of the Chaos Apostle gradually dimmed. Before leaving, she took a last look at the clown mask lying on the ground and murmured:
"Even the Apostle of Pleasure, who is the best at reading people's minds, couldn't see it... I hope you can see it, Wyatt."

Although it is impossible to see, it can be guessed. The one who needs Gray's residual soul is a demigod, and the one who collects the residual soul is the Sleeper, so even if Wyatt has not met this "Apostle", he can guess her true identity.

There has never been any "Chaos" apostles in Shenhui City, only a demigod.

……

In the square in front of the Holy Cathedral of Divine Glory, all the saints and clergy were so shocked by the vision that they were speechless.

The only exception is Wyatt.

He withdrew his gaze from the direction of the clock tower and then looked at the people around him.

Although they were all shocked, the reasons for their shock were different.

Some were shocked by the miracle that had just happened, while others were shocked by the collapse of the statue of the goddess.

But no matter what, the miracle that Wyatt just performed using the Blank Oracle was inevitably regarded as a punishment from God.

"The statue of the goddess collapsed, and the goddess sent down a miracle... We have let the goddess down, we must have let the goddess down."

"Was it the pagans who did it? The goddess statue was blown down, so we let the damned heretics get their hands on one of the goddess' symbols in the human world?"

"Even so, she still saved us? She is indeed a goddess, but we made such a mistake. This is really..."

As expected.

Wyatt sighed helplessly, he knew these believers would think this way.

That is why he cannot become a god. After becoming a god, he will have to deal with the problem of believers, whether they are pagans or orthodox Christians, they are all fools who like to flatter themselves.

In order to solve the current problem as soon as possible, Wyatt walked out of the crowd and came in front of everyone.

He coughed dryly, and the "holy" apostle's status was quietly activated, and a pair of invisible hands began to stir up everyone's emotions.

Wyatt's voice became magnetic and his every move was like that of a perfect confessor.

Unconsciously, everyone developed a certain dependence on him.

"You should be sad, but you should not be sad because of negligence that led to the destruction of the statue. Think carefully, why did the goddess' oracle want to smash the statue?"

"Because in the eyes of the goddess, the imitation stone statue is no different from ordinary stone, but each of the believers who are about to be killed by it is unique."

"What we should really be sad about is that we misunderstood the Goddess' intentions. She didn't mean to blame us, but we thought so on our own. Isn't this a betrayal of the Goddess?"

Wyatt felt the satisfied look of "Holy".

But Wyatt was not satisfied. He felt that the effect of his deception was not obvious.

As expected, these priests who have reached the pinnacle of "holy" faith are not so easy to influence.

It is better to use the magic of "pleasure". Every profession has its own expertise.

Wyatt felt the disapproving look from "Holiness".

The mist of "enjoyment" diffused out, and everyone who was unaware inhaled some of it to varying degrees.

Their pupils gradually became dilated, and they turned into fools who only knew how to respond, and some even drooled at the corners of their mouths.

Wyatt could feel the "holy" gaze gone.

I hope He doesn’t go looking for “Joy” to fight again.

(End of this chapter)