Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 604: Denial (4k+)

The dust on the cave wall fell as the bronze door opened, and Gama walked out from behind the door alone. The slightly bright light outside the door stung his eyes slightly. Gama stretched out his right arm to cover his forehead. In a month, he had completely adapted to the darkness, but he was still a little uncomfortable suddenly stepping into human society.

Miu used the voice of the mind to communicate with him. Although it was simple, he did encounter some trouble.

Saint Baran and the unknown gods. Gama squinted his eyes at this time. From the second he walked out of the door, his will became more and more firm. He finally came to this step. The timing of the mass ceremony and the intersection of the celestial sphere, both conditions have been met.

Tens of thousands of years of waiting are about to bear fruit. Gama is not not afraid of death, he is extremely afraid of it. The reason he became a preacher on earth is that he wanted to follow the Source of the Sourceless, a god of high status.

The stone tablet records the vast ancient wisdom. After the Mother Goddess regains her dormant will, he will also receive appropriate rewards as a loyal and humble servant of the god.

But as the Virgin Mary's flesh and blood gradually dissipated in the underground palace, Gama's original human soul seemed to have been assimilated and polluted to a certain extent.

He felt that human instincts such as desire, fear, and suspicion were slowly beginning to fade and disappear in his body.

A wonderful feeling that he had never experienced in more than forty reincarnations gradually took root, and like the Mother Goddess, he possessed something called divine instinct.

Walking in the deserted village, Gama did not look around. He didn't know where the villagers had gone, and he didn't care at all.

After coming out of the bronze gate, he had only two goals. First, to get rid of Saint Balan, the despicable lackey of the Saint.

Second, try to deal with the strange gods that suddenly appear. Of course, if communication fails, Gama does not mind using force.

The Donkey Shrine is located in the center of the deserted village. Gama smelled a strong smell of blood before he even walked into the open space in front of the shrine.

After finding the right place, he straightened his clothes, checked the ancient relics in his arms, and walked quickly into the open square illuminated by torches.

At this moment, there was a horrible corpse with wounds all over lying on the square. Blood was oozing out from under the body. Gamma's pupils shrank. He recognized this body. It was Xi's body.

In the center of the square, with blood all over the back of his neck, Miu was confronting three people opposite him with his two puppets.

Of these three people, Gama recognized the one in the middle; he would never forget that face.

The thin face, the freckles on the cheeks, the golden pupils, and the inexplicable smile, Saint Baran! It was indeed him.

Liu Yonglu saw another person coming from the direction of the bronze gate, and he knew in his heart that this person was most likely the Virgin Mary's preacher on earth, and he came with bad intentions.

How did Xi die? Where did all the villagers go? This story started half an hour ago.

Liu Yonglu took advantage of the smoke to bite off Miu's nose. One of them had his feet tangled up in a copper rope, while the other's hands and feet were so numb from the smoke that he couldn't move for a while.

The two of them were in a stalemate in front of the fortune-telling stall, which scared the ordinary villagers in the open space.

What knowledge could these villagers have? Previously, the saint's body was called by the stone slab and came from underwater to pass through the village. These villagers were so scared that they quickly hid in their homes.

Today, as they were queuing, suddenly a large cloud of gray-white smoke rose up, accompanied by screams coming from within the smoke, which frightened the villagers. They all covered their heads and ran away like scalded ants.

Shani and Marquette came back at this time, and they brought the little girl Catalina with them.

Katarina is the one with the most sense of crisis among all the villagers. In the past few days, she has been delivering letters for Shi Weitian's people. She was also an eyewitness when the saint appeared in the village.

Catalina knew that the village she was in was definitely not as peaceful and harmonious as the villagers thought. A huge change was imminent. In the past two days, she had found a remote residence for the children and the elderly in the village, and now these former "sinners" were placed there.

Marquette was quite experienced and followed the guidelines in the investigator's manual. In this situation, it was best to quickly evacuate ordinary people present.

On the one hand, it is for the safety of ordinary people's lives, and on the other hand, it is to solve the worries of investigators. In special events, pagans are not so bad, but if the gods' followers or gods are involved, the spiritual will of these ordinary people can easily be polluted and bewitched.

By then, the investigator will be attacked from all sides, and if he is timid, he will probably fall into an even more disadvantageous situation.

Therefore, Marquette took Catalina to evacuate the villagers, while Shani and Lin Bei went to help Liu Yonglu.

Lin knew very well how much contempt and exclusion Katarina had suffered in the village before. He was a little worried that the other party would not be willing to help, but the little girl hesitated for a moment and blew the whistle hanging around her neck.

The noisy and chaotic crowd regained order for a moment after hearing the whistle, and Catalina called on the villagers not to run around and to follow her.

Marquette also had experience. He went up and knocked down with two punches several villagers who had the weakest will and were at a loss. They could only pull their necks to spread panic, and temporarily controlled the situation.

About a hundred villagers lined up and followed Catalina towards the edge of the village. Only one person did not move or shout. He just sat on a chair in the open space and stood out. It was the preacher Xi on the ground.

She didn't care whether these villagers were dead or alive, but Gama had told her before that if anything unexpected happened during the revival of the Mother Goddess, the world would fall into a new cycle of reincarnation, and these people in the village would be the world's first survivors.

You can ignore their life or death, but you must never kill them. This is the principle Gamma has set in advance.

Therefore, Xi crossed her legs and watched from the side. The effect of the ancient relic did not distinguish between friend and foe, and Xi did not dare to rush into the smoke rashly. However, she did not expect that at this time, she had already made Shani and Lin targeted.

It doesn't take a lot of insight to tell that there's something wrong with this person. Everyone else is running away, but you're the only one sitting on the chair. Why are you so special?
A stream of black asphalt had quietly flowed to Xi's side at some point, like the mucus left by a snail, the asphalt silently meandered upwards along the legs of the chair.

Xi suddenly jumped up from the chair. Unlike ordinary humans, Xi now had two faces, front and back, and his vision was almost 360 degrees without blind spots.

The originally bloated body moved around in the open space like an elegant dancer. No matter how tricky the angles from which Shani's black tentacles attacked, Xi dodged them all with incredible postures.

Shani was also very angry. He condensed the asphalt into a lump and restored his monster appearance. He wanted to lock Xi up and compete with her in brute strength.

Unexpectedly, Xi was not fooled at all. The area in front of the Donkey Temple was open and there were no obstacles. Xi always controlled his speed and kept a distance from Shani. From time to time, Xi would fight back with the sharp blade that popped out from his body.

Lin Bei stood outside the circle with his arms folded. His eyesight was not good to begin with, the light inside the beast's belly was dim and there was a thin layer of smoke covering it, making it even harder for Lin Bei to see clearly.

If he went over now and fought two against one, he might not be able to gain any advantage. He might even become a burden to Shani, causing him to lose sight of the big picture.

Lin Bei closed his eyes and began to use his ears and smell to identify Xi's location. This was a skill he had practiced secretly. Ever since his eyesight started to work poorly, Lin Bei became particularly sensitive to the sound of wind caused by moving objects.

Well, she jumped up from a distance of seven or eight steps and flipped over in the air. It seemed that there were many sharp thorns hidden in her body, in her abdomen, thighs, and upper arms, all where there was more fat.

Suddenly, Lin shook the bag in his hand and pulled out a bicycle spoke, which was his favorite weapon.

While Xi was forced into the air by Shani again and had nowhere to gain leverage, Lin ran towards the place where Xi landed.

It is impossible to throw the spoke out. With the opponent's skills, no matter how accurate the throw is, it will definitely be dodged. The distance must be close enough.

The sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air came instantly. Lin Bei threw out the bag in his hand to block most of the sound, but there were still a few sharp blades covered with blood and flesh that embedded in Lin Bei's shoulders.

It’s okay. Just as I guessed at the beginning, the opponent can’t launch the sharp blade from any corner.

Although Lin Bei was no longer immortal at this time, he had more experience in enduring pain and beatings than ordinary people. Ignoring the bloody hole on his shoulder, Lin Bei rushed to the place where Xi fell and threw the spoke in his hand at his head.

The attack range was too large, and the spokes were too dense. No matter how much the ancient relics on Xi's body strengthened her body, she couldn't dodge them all. Four or five iron sticks pierced deep into her body.

Suffering a severe blow in an instant, Xi's figure paused slightly in the open space. Taking advantage of this moment, the black water climbed up her body along Xi's ankles. Although Xi sprayed sharp blades from her body to try to block the black water, the black water still penetrated into her body through the gaps in her body.

From the nostrils to the cochlea and finally to the throat, Xi felt a foul odor coming. She gradually found it difficult to breathe and her hands and feet were cramping and twitching.

In the last moments of her life, she wanted to merge with her companions and restore her original status as a preacher on earth, but at this time Miu had already been entangled by Liu Yonglu.

"Saint Baran, we meet again."

Gama ignored Xi's body on the ground and greeted Liu Yonglu calmly.

"who are you?"

Liu Yonglu was not pretending not to know them, he really didn't know them. There were more than forty preachers on earth like the Virgin Mary, more than the Liangshan Tiangang. How could he recognize them all?

Gama ignored him and looked over Liu Yonglu's shoulder at Gonzalo lying on the small bed behind him.

You know what, even though the fighting in front of the Donkey Temple was as loud as a hot kiln, it didn't wake him up.

Gonzalo has been drinking a lot in the past two days. He used to like drinking, but he always drank alone and would fall asleep when he was almost drunk.

But these two days Gonzalo was in high spirits. Liu Yonglu not only gave him wine, giving him practical value, but also made him a beloved and respected messenger of God, giving him emotional value.

Every morning when I wake up, I drink! The more I drink, the happier I am, and my drinking volume goes up immediately.

The same situation happened today. Gonzalo drank until his stomach felt warm. He closed his eyes and was daydreaming. Just now, all the villagers were in a hurry to evacuate and forgot about this messenger of God.

"Ok?"

Looking at Gonzalo on the bed, Gama was a little confused. This god was really patient. He was still resting with his eyes closed at this time! ?
Following Gama's gaze, Liu Yonglu turned around and saw Gonzalo. He was confused. How could Catalina have forgotten about this guy when she was evacuating the villagers?

Gama made a gesture to Miu, meaning to stay calm. After making the gesture, Gama slowly walked towards the crib. Following the original idea, Gama wanted to negotiate with the "strange god" first:

"Sir, you..."

Gama had never dealt with gods so calmly before, and he didn't know how to start the conversation for a moment.

Sir, can you please show some mercy? Or...what good did Saint Barlan promise you? Tell me about it. Maybe I can give it to you. Can you help me?

This is not right. You cannot bargain with gods like you are buying vegetables.

Seeing that this preacher on earth did not cause trouble for him but came to chat with Gonzalo, Liu Yonglu was also surprised. Adult... he has to be an adult wherever he goes.

"God's messenger, God's messenger, wake up."

Liu Yonglu was pushing the old drunkard nearby. He couldn't guess what the preacher on the ground was up to, but he had to at least call out to him. If a fight really broke out, he had to make him run away quickly.

Gonzalo was sleeping so soundly that not only did he not wake up when Liu Yonglu pushed him, he also used his hands to pull Liu Yonglu away.

"The devil is coming."

This shout really worked. Gonzalo jumped straight off the bed and landed on the ground, which scared Liu Yonglu and Gama. They didn't know what was wrong with him.

"Sir, the stone tablet is related to the wisdom of ancient gods. I don't know where you came from.

But there are irreconcilable differences between me and the saint's patron saint, and as you saw, he and my companions have just had a fight.

In a moment, we will prepare to hold the Mass ceremony, and the arrogant Saint Barlaam standing before you will soon become the humble sacrifice of the Mass ceremony.

Will you choose to stand with him and block our progress? Or will you be able to distinguish the pros and cons, follow the source of the sourceless, and become a friend of the Mother Goddess? I am waiting for your response."

After finishing speaking, Gama looked at the old drunkard expressionlessly. He felt that what he said was neither humble nor arrogant and very appropriate.

Gonzalo looked at Gama and then at Liu Yonglu. He really didn't understand a word of what was said just now.

"Mr. Feng...how could the devil give you a face like that..."

Gonzalo could tell from his voice and clothes that the young man in front of him was the Von Stroevsky he knew, but why did his appearance change?

Looking further away, I could see that Miu's neck was covered in blood and his eyes were filled with hatred and loathing, which was quite scary.

Instinctively, the old drunkard felt that Liu Yonglu was more friendly.

"Hey, it doesn't matter much."

Liu Yonglu waved his hands. At this critical juncture, he didn't have time to explain more.

"Gama, take down Saint Baran first! He bit off my nose!"

Seeing that his companions were just chatting and not seeking revenge for him, Miu became anxious and reminded them.

Gama was unaffected and continued to stare at the old drunkard Gonzalo, waiting for him to express his attitude first.

"Mr. Feng...you, you bit off someone's nose?"

Gonzalo's head was groggy, and he followed Miu's words and asked Liu Yonglu beside him.

"I didn't bite him! We are all civilized people, how could I bite his nose?"

"Where's that nose?"

Gama was shocked to hear that Liu Yonglu turned against his promise. Although he knew that Saint Barlan acted eccentrically and always said shocking things, he did not expect him to be so shameless.

"Oh, just ask him."

Liu Yonglu pointed out a mistake:

"He bit off his nose himself."

(End of this chapter)