The old patriarch was also dumbfounded. His brain was buzzing and he had completely lost the ability to think. After being shocked for a long time, he grabbed Cheng Shi's hand and said in disbelief:
"Mr. Baldhead, we are the people of Prosperity. If we are exposed to Decay without resistance, we will not become creatures of Decay. We will only be completely eroded by Decay and die directly in this forest...
Has He... given up on us after all?"
Cheng Shi looked at everyone's performance and sneered:
"Do you know why your tribe was exiled here?
It is because you disobeyed military orders and fled without permission during the conquest of [Corruption] that our great benefactor has exiled you to this battlefield of conquest for eternity, to atone your sins in this enemy's Forest of Sighs.
But He is merciful and still provides you with a shelter. Now that the test is about to end, you can no longer get His shelter. You need to prove your courage in this forest of sighs, and the way to prove it is to believe in the forgiveness of the benefactor and believe that [prosperity] will eventually come.
The moment you embrace [decay], He will protect you and ensure that you will never die from the erosion of [decay].
Believe it or not, the choice is in your hands."
After saying that, Cheng Shi took a few steps back with a cold face and retreated to a corner.
Countless mushroom-footed people looked at the serious-looking messenger of God, feeling uneasy in their hearts and inexplicably panicked on their faces.
The old patriarch's face changed again and again. After glancing at the process again and again, he finally made up his mind to accept the test.
“My fellow tribesmen! We are the most devout believers of Prosperity. We must have faith. He has never abandoned us!
The arrival of Mr. Bald is the best proof of this forgiveness!
Now that the test topic has been announced, then...
Everyone, give up resistance and embrace [decay]!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old patriarch cut off his extremely weak "prosperity" power and allowed the breath of "decay" to flow into his body.
Seeing the tribe leader like this, the mushroom-footed people outside the house wailed in fear and also gave up resistance, allowing their bodies to rot and grow old.
At this moment, seeing that almost all the mushroom-footed people were struggling on the brink of death, Cheng Shi, who was standing aside with a stern face, finally showed a smile.
A playful smile.
Oh, your great benefactor, I’m afraid he can’t save you…
But it doesn’t matter, God is my guide.
No matter what kind of messenger I am, as long as I can save you, I am a good messenger.
Thinking of this, he secretly picked up the dice of fate behind his back, moved his lips slightly, and whispered:
"Lies of yesterday, sneers of today.
Yesterday I deceived the followers of Death, so today...
I am a believer in Death."
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint green light gradually ignited Cheng Shi's eyes. He looked at the crowd crawling in front of him, chuckled and whispered:
"Today, my mouth is the book of life and death in the hands of the King of Hell. Anyone who listens to me will survive.
I guard the gate of Death for that Lord and choose the sacrifices, and none of you will be the sacrifices offered to Him today.
Sorry for lying to you, what makes you immortal is never [prosperity], but... the great [death]!
Praise that Lord, we...
See you later. "
As he spoke, Cheng Shi threw down a dice, snapped his fingers, and disappeared again.
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