Li Yuhui continued to talk, and soon, a few strange, inhuman sounds came out of his throat.
"You turned me into this horrible state, and then you just dumped me like that!"
"Where the hell am I going to find seafood? Where, where?"
He slashed between his toes, separating his webbed toes.
"I don't want to be like this anymore. I'm a human being, I'm a human being!"
"I'm fucking a human being!!"
Above the red mist, Meng Yi couldn't help but lean back on his chair. This was the first time he had seen a person abandoned by God with his own eyes.
Very miserable...
He couldn't help but think of Cen Qiyun back then. Her hands were just a piece of scrap metal...
So, was Zhu Hongyu abandoned by God?
Where is Zhang Xier?
Including the strongest divinely favored one he had ever met, the fourth-order Judgment of Dawn. With his hunched body, what would it be like if he was abandoned by God?
It was okay for those whose physical changes were not serious. Meng Yi couldn't imagine what would happen if those chefs who cultivated ingredients with their own bodies lost the grace of God.
The entire human world is like drinking poison to quench thirst.
Meng Yi looked at Li Yuhui with a pitiful look. Since he didn't ask for protection, why not give it to him?
A wisp of red mist separated and passed through the star, silently merging into Li Yuhui's body.
Current number of believers: 322/329
Meng Yi was stunned.
It’s a new tip.
His previous number of believers was 321, but with the addition of Li Hui, it became 322. The remaining 329 should be the current upper limit of believers.
That's right, this red fog space is really rigid. There were no hints before, and new hints are only given when corresponding changes occur.
The star representing Li Yuhui began to rise and soon hung above the dome.
Above the red fog, Meng Yi's figure began to fade. It was getting late and time to go to bed.
The fish-scale knife that Li Yuhui had just raised suddenly stopped in mid-air. He felt a certain gaze on him.
It was like a gaze cast down from an indescribable height, deep, vast, broad, and full of pity. Then a flash of enlightenment passed through his mind.
A great being protected me.
Did his prayer just now really work?
It was just a desperate attempt when I had no other choice, but it actually worked!
The young man I met before did not lie to me!
The fish-scale knife in Li Yuhui's hand fell to the floor with a thud, and he seemed to wake up.
No... Are we really not going to hold a sacrificial ceremony and just pray?
Moreover... God heard his prayers and looked down mercifully, but without any twisted or evil additional requirements.
He began to fall into confusion...
Then he came back to his senses with a start, ignoring the blood dripping from his body, and tremblingly took out a candle from the cupboard.
He wanted to pray respectfully to this benevolent god again.
After he lit the candle and knelt on the ground, he thought about his current state and felt very embarrassed...
Li Hui, looking like a bloody man, jumped into the pool with a splash, endured the pain, rinsed himself casually, and then climbed out.
He opened the wardrobe, picked out his most solemn clothes and put them on, then knelt down in front of the candle again.
Amid the sound of water drops falling to the ground.
His voice was high and loud:
“Praise you.
The Great Crimson King.
You are the symbol of eternal salvation.
Yes—the Savior sent by God!"
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