"Everyone." Jiang Chen spoke, his voice shaking and suppressing everyone's chatter. The group of evil believers involuntarily became quiet and all looked at the young oriental face in the front.
"I believe that in the first half of your lives, you've experienced all kinds of setbacks: business failures, unrequited love, verbal abuse from your boss, and things you've worked so hard for being burned..."
"You fail, you hesitate, you complain."
"It's God! It's the appearance of God that has given you new life and helped you find yourself!"
These words were generally recognized, and endless cheers broke out in the audience, with some even praising loudly: "Thanks to our God!"
"Great God!"
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"That's right, God. You have given you so much and your kindness is as great as a mountain. You are your second mother."
"For it, you would do anything, even if it meant taking innocent lives, killing humans, and destroying the city you once lived in."
Jiang Chen's passionate speech attracted more recognition.
But then he changed the subject: "Today, I have to announce a sad news. Your adopted mother has passed away."
The cheers from the audience stopped for a moment and fell into a sudden silence.
Before the group of evil believers could start a discussion, he continued, "God is dead. As His most loyal believers, what should we do?"
Everyone was stunned. What are we doing? We don't know either.
"Buried with him!" These two words were spoken with great force.
The evil believer with a mustache at the front of the crowd burst into tears when he heard this. Well, the real purpose is finally revealed, right?
He actually noticed the problem from the beginning.
After all, he had experienced Jiang Chen's last massacre. If he wanted to trust this young man with an oriental face again, it would be better to dig out his brains and make beetroot sauce.
However, the evil believer with the mustache had no choice. The moment he left, a cold black shadow stuck to his back and followed him all the way.
He knew that if he didn't do what the man said, his head and body would be separated in the next second. He obeyed him obediently, at least he could still be alive now.
Besides, the death of a group of people is definitely more lively than the death of one person. He had actually already come to terms with it along the way.
But the other evil believers obviously did not have such a good attitude. After hearing these words, a riot broke out at the scene.
"Damn it! This man must have been sent by the devil. He wants us to die!"
"How could a god possibly die? This must be a lie from the devil!"
"Let's go together and kill him."
The crowd was excited. The gentlemen in suits and ties had their skin and flesh exposed, revealing the deformed monsters hidden in their bodies, and they rushed towards Jiang Chen with ferocious faces.
But at the front, those high-level evil believers had already lost all hope and could not even muster the will to resist. They just knelt on the ground and begged continuously.
The sharp contrast is like a piece of war art.
Kneeling people, charging monsters, and... the riotous night!
The sound of iron hooves clanging, the sound of cold swords being drawn from their sheaths, the clashing of armor, and the silent murderous atmosphere where no one spoke.
Seeing the terrifying figures rushing out from the darkness, and feeling the brutal aura on them as if they had experienced mountains of corpses and seas of blood, a group of evil believers who had turned into monsters and thought they were extremely ferocious, were petrified.
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