When count Pompeii returned to the soul guide tower, his legs were still swinging. He saw the space-based weapons just now. That power was too exaggerated. I''m afraid the attack power at the core point was even more exaggerated than the limit Douluo. The most important thing is that there was no limit Douluo on the sun moon continent.


    If it was toward his soul guide tower just now, don''t mention himself. Even if it is his soul guide tower, it''s not sure whether there is a residue larger than the fingernail.


    "How''s it going? Just that kind of attack, I can let it fall anywhere on the mainland at any time. The most exaggerated power can reach a thousand times its power.


    It''s not convenient to cover up that. Otherwise, a large area of dust clouds will be formed to block the sun, which may lead to the mainland entering the little ice age. That''s not good. " Tang Chen is bluffing.


    Although Chengying has given them the right to use space-based weapons, they will certainly not be allowed to use 100 ton and 1000 ton space-based weapons. Throwing too many big killers will change the climate of the whole planet, which can not be used casually.


    But count Pompeii didn''t know. He stammered, "one... A thousand times?" Just now I lost my bearing of talking.


    "Yes, this is the 100kg class. The most terrible space-based weapons can reach 10000 times his! It''s just that the big killer is not worth using on you.


    I tell you this for your own good, because the experiment in the near future may greatly improve your strength and even surpass most titles.


    I hope you can recognize your strength at that time. Don''t think the title duel is nothing in front of us. " Tang Chen''s contempt in this tone is absolutely no affectation. It''s genuine. He doesn''t pay attention to the title Douluo. He dares to let him swing out the 81st hammer, and the title Douluo will have to go.


    "What are you going to do!" At least count Pompeii was also the Lord of nearly 10000 people. After a short loss, he regained his calm.


    "A little test, try artificial gods." There is nothing to hide. When the law of the power of faith is on count Pompeii, he will understand what happened.


    "Man made... Gods! Are you demons, too! "


    "No... we are just disciples of the devil." Tang Chen''s words sounded more like a joke to count Pompeii.


    From then on, the names of the devil''s seven apostles began to be remembered by this continent forever.


    ……


    "That''s it?"


    Count Pompeii never thought that the artificial God would be so simple. All he had to do was explain the principle of a loom to the civilians in the territory. It was simply incredible.


    "We will control the specific steps. Your task is so simple to spread the gospel of the textile machine to this continent." Dugu Bo pushed his glasses. He and Chao Tianxiang had formulated a complete set of doctrines and canons.


    The general content is like this. People who really believe in science will survive after death. In an unknown kingdom of God, they have been engaged in scientific research for thousands of years. This sounds a little less attractive than a paradise full of milk and honey, but the God of science does not pursue the afterlife world, so it doesn''t matter.


    People who believe in science have existed thousands or even tens of thousands of years ago. Some of them are wise and selfless. In tens of thousands of years of exploration, they have found some rules in the world. In order to make these rules improve the lives of their children and grandchildren, they give up their endless life and come to their chosen preachers to spread their understanding knowledge, Bring gospel to children and grandchildren.


    This is very similar to the belief of the shadow left on the wild continent. Both ancestors use their own wisdom to guide future generations. Moreover, compared with God and the God of light, these superior beings, ancestors are more acceptable and closer to people.


    After all, most people will want their children and grandchildren to live well, which naturally adds a halo of trust.


    The doctrine is roughly the same, and the ceremony of becoming a believer is also very simple. At least learn a scientific knowledge of scientism, even the most grass-roots believers.


    Under the leadership of count Pompeii, a church rose quietly. Who knows why the photographer put so many precast slabs in the salute of several people. In one night, a precast slab church was established, which is much more magnificent than the soul guide tower.


    The church, five stories high and wrapped by crystal clear glass curtain walls, is already a miracle in itself. Suddenly, I saw such a building in the city, and many idle leaders gathered around the door of the church and talked one after another.


    Some said it was a miracle, others said it was the soul guide of the super soul mentor, and others thought it was the legendary martial spirit of the super Douluo. At that time, there were different opinions, and all these arguments stopped abruptly after the huge and light-sensitive glass door was opened.


    Count Pompeii was wearing a dark robe and a strange cylindrical hat. The cover of the cylinder was a large circle of square, and a ribbon hung at one corner of the square. Out of some evil interest, the dress of the bishop of the God of science turned out to be a doctor''s dress.


    Count Pompeii, as the master of the territory, stunned the leading people for the first time as soon as he appeared. There was a monocle stuck in his eye socket, which made him a bit more of an old pedant, but in fact, it was just a teleprompter to prevent him from forgetting to use words halfway.


    "My people, you have suffered!" Count Pompeii showed a sad expression and said, "eight years ago, the devil came and took advantage of the weakness of human nature to bring disaster to the earth. Over the past eight years, watching you live in dire straits, I am really sad, but I have nothing to do.


    Seeing that you didn''t have enough to eat, I prayed to the God of light for more food, but it didn''t respond. I can only let you go to the beach to pick up food.


    Seeing that you can''t afford clothes, I pray to the God of light for more cloth. It still doesn''t respond. I can only let you collect stinging nettles and throw them into the smelly retting pool to make cloth.


    I see that you can''t afford a house, and I want to pray to the God of light. The God of light still hasn''t responded, but I got the answer from my ancestors. "


    At this point, count Pompeii suddenly stopped, and the onlookers all straightened their necks and waited for the following. Although the Lord exploited them miserably, the progress was obvious to all, so they wanted to know what the LORD brought this time.


    Seeing that the atmosphere was almost brewing, count Pompeii continued: "in my dream, I knelt down and prayed to the God of light to give us more houses.


    Our ancestors broke in at this time. He asked me why I was kneeling. I told him that he slapped me hard and said to me:


    Get up! You beg him! He won''t give you anything! You kneel down! You''re not pious! That''s cheap! If the gods can''t give it to you, won''t you fucking get it yourself! "


    [to be continued]


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