: Sixth Year Story 078, God

"Your Majesty, burn them to death! For our clean and holy souls!"
"Only fire can wash away their sins! How dare you violate God? It's really the greatest evil in the world."
King Shimian smiled and calmed the people. After the people calmed down a little bit, he turned aside the idiots over there and said: "People of God, believe that everyone also knows why the God came today. Punish these sinners."
"The man tied to the cross now is from our hostile country, the stag of a country that refuses to accept the forgiveness of gods and is occupied by demons! The soul of this poor man has been contaminated by demons. He is Unfortunately, this is not his own fault, but the devil's fault."
Everyone in the audience cheered: "It is the fault of the devil! Please save his filthy soul!"
King Shimian sneered and said: "Yes, he is so humble and vulnerable. He wants to fight against the god. However, he failed unexpectedly. Now, he is tied here by the god. Pray for the salvation of this god."
"Redemption! Redemption! Redemption!"
Fear slowly disappeared from King Death's mind.
Listening to these praises and praises, he found that this was the best way to escape from the fear of those eyes.
Yes, why should I fear him? A little-known, even previously unknown guy? Even though the sword in his hand was feared by Hundred Eyes, he was not afraid of him!
Because here, he is the who truly controls everything!
"…………………………If there is enough trouble, please put the bread. I can leave it to you."
The idiot's fists were squeezed, and it was impossible for these fragile chains to suppress him. However, he must be suppressed now. For the safety of the bread, he could not break through this shackle.
"By this god? You have left it at the disposal of this god."
Fear was getting lighter in the heart of King Limian. He laughed at the idiot and said, "Why, do you know your mistake now? Now, do you dare to speak so loudly?"
King Limian gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "The words you left on the utility room are really bold. You give me a choice? What choice can you give me? You dare to use the master's identity to order Me? Don’t you know...I am the Devil Emperor. Am I the God?!"
The idiot exhaled, let go of his fist, and stopped trying to drag. King Shimian sneered and continued--
"I actually want to ask you, what do you mean by your last sentence?'Your 畈铦蓦蒫钫 is 衉畈铦骒钸燆悳'. What is my thing? Spelling mistakes or something, see. I can’t tell what you wrote. But I think it must be a meaningless threat, right?

"But thinking about it now, this is really a stupid threat. Just because of such a meaningless sentence, the original will be attracted to go to the utility room, smell the pungent smell, and see what happened? Thinking about it now, this may be the only place where you fooled your true spirit."
"So, what do you want to use to intimidate me? Just rely on this vial of poison?"
King Shimian took out a vial from his arms. This vial was what the idiot had been groping for last night. When the bottle of poison appeared, the people below were filled with righteous indignation, yelling at the despicable shame of an idiot, and it turned out to be a person whose soul was eroded by the devil.
"That thing... is the cholera pathogen used by the Shimian Empire before?!"
On the way to the City of the Dead, Xing Li knew what the idiot was carrying. In addition to ordinary food and a lot of money, there are many things that can be called dangerous. This bottle of cholera virus is one of the most dangerous things he brought out.
Prior to this, this small bottle was tightly wrapped with resin by Campa, and then waxed on the outside to prevent any form of leakage. Because Campa is well aware of the horror brought about by epidemics. That kind of huge lethality that does not distinguish between men and women, old and young, is simply not comparable to ordinary poisoning. And this modified cholera virus is more virulent. Once infected, the infected person will get sick within a day without a special vaccine and die suddenly.
But this time, although the virus brought out by Campa's idiot was powerful, it was not perfect. It can only survive in the air for a very short time. If it is exposed to sunlight, the survival time may be even shorter. According to the characteristics of this virus, it is also determined that it is destined to be impossible to produce large-scale lethality, and can only have a partial impact on a small group of people.
Now, King Shimian took out the bottle of cholera virus. That is to say, the idiot originally wanted to use this bottle of virus to poison the king, but failed and fell into the hands of others instead?
On the cross, the idiot's chest undulated regularly. He inhaled and exhaled. After a moment of silence, he slowly raised his head and looked at the small bread in front of him, and said: "The King of Death, I will give you another chance now. I immediately let go of me and me. Family, and then let us go. Only then will I decide whether to forgive you..."
"Forgive? It's really sad and crazy talk."
The King of Death Mian handed the bottle to the soldiers behind him, and said, "You filthy soul wants to forgive this god? It is you who should pray for forgiveness now! Look at your humble appearance, see how you can't move now. Terrible! What are you doing? My God warns you not to move! If you dare to move again, the little girl you cherish will immediately become a hornet's nest!"
The idiot's fists were squeezed, and these chains, which seemed to him like tofu, once again tied him.
Little Bread is so far away from him...too far. At a distance of more than 100 meters, even if he drags it for the first time, and then rushes over, ignoring the crowd blocking the road, he cannot be faster than the bow shot behind him. Now... he must wait. Must find a suitable time, and a suitable opportunity...
Seeing that the idiot stopped struggling again, the King of Death knew deeply that he had caught the man's death. He won. I totally won.
No matter how strong a person is, as long as his weakness is caught, then that person cannot be called strong. Just as the magic sword in his right hand-Hundred Eyes, told him, only a demon with no weakness at all can become the true Lord of the Demon Realm and command all the demons!
And he is the devil with no weakness!
"He who is sinful, I forgive your defiled soul. Now, it's time for you to be judged."
King Shimian sneered and waved. Several soldiers armed with torches rushed out from below the idiot's cross and lit the firewood. Seeing this blazing flame, the residents of the City of the Dead cheered excitedly. But Xingli's group of people who got in it were helpless, and couldn't help them.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Little Bread cried and called. She desperately stretched out her hand from the chain to reach the idiot who was tied to the stake. Anxious tears flowed from these emerald eyes...
She cried.
In the unspeakable throat, the only thing that can still be heard is this monotonous syllable.
The little girl’s face was full of fear. It was not the fear of death, but the fear that was clearly only a hundred meters away, but she was completely powerless and could not rush into the arms of an idiot...
(Bab...Bab! Don't...bread, don't die! Who will save Baba...Who will...)
(Save baba!!!)
"His Majesty!"
Just as King Shimian watched the raging fire burning, Tolan, who was hanging his arm, suddenly walked over and knelt in front of King Shimian on one knee.
"The subordinates boldly suggested that this person is not bad in strength and resourcefulness. Although he is not at all comparable to your majesty, it is still a useful talent. Your majesty can recruit him as his subordinate. This is not only for him, It is still a wonderful way to deal with your Majesty!"
The idiot turned his head slightly, and saw Tolan kneeling sincerely. In this regard, he did not express his stance, nor even paid attention to the blazing flame at his feet, but continued to be tied here.
"Hehe, what do you mean to say...Send him down?"
King Shimian sneered and looked at the idiot.
"Yes, Your Majesty. This is a very good...Woo!"
The sword penetrated Tolan's injured shoulder at that moment. Tolan's pupils dilated, his face was extremely surprised. At this point, all the soldiers and civilians around were shocked! Even the idiot couldn't help but raised his eyebrows, surprised at this sudden appearance.
"His Majesty???"
Tolan held his blood-stained shoulders, sat on the ground blankly, looking up at the king who was loyal to him and respected as a guide for action. But now, the king looked at him with a sneer. With a look that thinks he has insight into everything, looking at him without mercy...
"Traitor. This should have known long ago, you who betrayed God!"
King Shimian raised his right hand, and the original scepter had been discarded at this moment. From under the huge robe, it was his demon saber-Hundred Eyes.
"You have betrayed the original god. As early as the last war of encirclement and suppression of the stags, you were the only one who came back a year later intact, and I wondered. Why were you safe and sound? That was already possible. Why is my army suddenly destroyed in a battle of victory?"
"No...no! Your Majesty! Not..."
"It turns out...that's it. You traitor. You, a traitor who has betrayed the Shimian Empire and betrayed all the people of God!"
"You are no longer a member of the Kingdom of Death and Miao. Yes, Kingdom of Death and Miao! After today, the God will change the name of this country! This is a country where the God lives and is the territory of God. ! And you! You betrayer! You must use blood to cleanse the filth on your body, and death to cleanse the humiliation you have given to all the people of the Kingdom of God!!!"