Since this group of people kneel down to worship him and call him God, he should answer all their questions.
You can ask questions to this group of people.
Meng Yi's consciousness spun in the air for a few times before finally rushing towards himself on the stone chair.
The perspective switched back to the past, and a headache ensued.
He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead gently, sighing softly. If it continues like this in the future, he will suffer a lot.
Hearing this sigh, everyone below the stage lowered their heads even lower.
God had just been angry and asked everyone to be quiet, but now he sighed again. They did not dare to think too much, but just bowed their heads more devoutly.
Meng Yi cast his gaze towards the people below the platform. Considering his current status as a god, he tried to keep his tone nonchalant:
"Where is this?"
God is asking questions!
Everyone's eyes were secretly focused on the beautiful woman leading the group.
She was the organizer, planner, and leader of the ceremony, so of course she had to answer.
When the woman heard the spirit's question, she prostrated herself on the ground and trembled uncontrollably.
After the ceremony, everyone appeared here.
Shrouded in red fog, one could only see a blurry figure sitting on the high platform, emitting an inexplicable pressure.
Vast and vast…
They are ants standing in front of giants!
This is God!
Everyone prostrated themselves on the ground in panic, praising the god before them with the most effusive words.
So... this is of course the Kingdom of God!
But you must not answer like that, the spirit's question has a deeper meaning...
She had no time to think slowly, and she must not neglect God, so she had to reply as soon as possible.
The woman's throat moved, trying to calm the trembling, and answered in the loudest voice possible:
“This is the place of salvation!”
Meng Yi frowned and answered without answering at all.
"Oh…"
An indescribable chuckle rang out.
A dark cloud hung over everyone's heart.
The woman closed her eyes and waited for the final judgment.
The ritual randomly communicates with the gods, but it does not say that their souls will be sacrificed to the kingdom of God.
Normally, after the ceremony is completed, the gods will provide protection, and believers need to worship the gods, please them, and pay tribute to them in the future!
But now the situation is beyond everyone's expectations.
I have never heard of a ritual that can pull people into the kingdom of God.
Meng Yi glanced down, the red mist obscured his vision, so he couldn't see clearly, but he could roughly determine the direction. The person who spoke should be the woman with the mechanical right hand.
The god on the high platform fell into deep thought.
In addition to this strange space, when he woke up just now, he saw a strange scene that looked like a cult ritual.
Was it that magic circle that brought him here?
Is this still Earth?
Something went wrong while summoning a god from another world, and he was brought here?
He couldn't ask questions like what's going on, why am I a god, who are you, etc.
He could still be a "god" now, but if he asked such questions that were not in line with his status, he was not sure what he would face.
He decided to follow the other party's question and asked, his eyes becoming serious: "What is salvation?"
The woman felt an indescribable pressure coming from the platform. She calmed herself down and answered seriously:
"To enter the Kingdom of God, to be freed from all the sufferings of the world, is naturally a place of salvation."
Meng Yi gripped the armrest of the stone chair tightly. He hated charlatans the most in his life and couldn't even explain himself.
He looked around. This vast expanse of white beneath the red mist, could it be called the Kingdom of God? The Place of Salvation?
There should be towering mountains, majestic palaces, and a few majestic and mysterious angels behind him, and faint aria-like hymns, like Hallelujah...
Otherwise it would be too shabby!
As this thought came to his mind, red mist surged all around.
In an instant, everything he was thinking about appeared in the empty red mist.
They immediately found themselves on top of the mountains, with the gods high up in a huge palace. The ground they prostrated themselves on turned into a floor carved with mysterious patterns, and the sound of hymns could be heard faintly in their ears.
Everyone looked up in astonishment. Behind the deity stood two angels, twelve pairs of intricate wings hazily visible through the red mist...
Everyone couldn't hide their excitement and said in unison:
“Praise God!”
“Praise the House of Redemption!”
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