"My Lord Bishop, you are so awesome!"
"Yes, Lord Bishop, we ordinary people can actually have the power as powerful as Soul Master!"
"This is all due to the wise leadership of the Bishop!"
The bishop listened to all kinds of flattery, his face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and his eyes were almost covered with wrinkles.
The bishop himself didn't even understand why he obtained the power of Evil Eye Tyrant. Faced with believers who longed for power, the bishop would definitely not tell the truth.
What to do?
Of course he continued to lie.
"Children, when we face Master Evil God, we should regard him as our father and mother. We should throw ourselves into the arms of Master Evil God wholeheartedly. There should not be any dishonesty in our hearts."
"The great Lord Evil God is everywhere, and it can easily detect the degree of belief of a believer."
"As long as you treat Lord Evil God as piously as I do from today on, Lord Evil God will eventually give you power!"
"Evil God Master!"
"Evil God Master!"
The believers looked up at the sky with their big eyeballs, making fervent calls from their mouths, with fire in their eyes, as if they had seen themselves, under the gift of Lord Evil God, becoming the noble Soul Master, marrying Bai Fumei, and reaching the pinnacle of life.
The bishop looked at the believers who were obviously more active with satisfaction and was filled with joy.
He didn't notice that Evil Eye Tyrant in the sky lowered its gaze at this moment, and it happened to fall on him.
A strange and dark voice rustled in the bishop's ears.
"Go find more ores. After making sacrifices, I can give you more power."
When the bishop heard the sound, he suddenly turned his head and looked around. Except for the believers, there was no one else in all directions.
Could it be that he was hallucinating?
The bishop suddenly felt a burning sensation in his palms and quickly lowered his head.
In the palm of his hand, there was a very clear mark of an eyeball that seemed to have just been branded on it, and he could vaguely smell the smell of meat being burnt at high temperatures.
The distant and ethereal voice that sounded in his ears just now and the mark on his palm all meant one thing.
He was really noticed by the one in the sky.
"Can you give me more power?"
The bishop murmured a few words to himself, closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, his eyes were full of longing.
With such great power, the Bishop will not miss any opportunity to gain power.
He coughed heavily, attracting all the believers' attention.
The bishop opened his sleeves and exposed the eyeball marks on his palms to the believers.
"Just now, I heard the oracle from Lord Evil God!"
"It gave me a mark that allows me to communicate with Master Evil God at any time. Master Evil God needs more ores."
"As long as the number is not lower than today's, everyone who participates in the sacrifice can get the same power as me!"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the believers spoke enthusiastically.
"Great--"
"Haha, I knew Master Evil God would never forget us who are pious!"
"Isn't it just a spar mine? I can definitely get the most!"
The bishop saluted Evil Eye Tyrant in the sky, and left with a group of rejuvenated believers from the Black Prison Pass filled with Soul Beast.
With the mark of Evil Eye Tyrant, those Soul Beasts running around in the streets turned a blind eye to them, and many Soul Beasts were even frightened and ran away in panic.
The expression on the bishop's face was as I expected, and he was already laughing wildly deep inside.
I knew that Master Evil God's power is invincible!
Look, even Soul Beast is crawling at my feet!
After that, under the watchful eye of Lord Evil God, I will reach the highest level step by step!
The Lord Bishop walked away with his dream in mind.
Mingdu.
Xiao Fentian returned to the capital of the Sun Moon Empire with more than 20,000 defeated soldiers and a dejected look on his face.
After the soldiers settled down, Xiao Fentian took Quasi-Titled Douluo, who had been silent all the way, to the palace to visit His Majesty.
"Fengtian is here, how is the battle going?"
"I'm still thinking about what to reward you."
Xu Yaoyuan did not wait on the throne, but walked directly down to greet his beloved generals and confidants in person.
Xiao Fentian twitched the corners of his lips, gave an ugly smile, opened his mouth, and sounded a hoarse voice.
"Your Majesty, I... have been defeated."
"It doesn't matter if you lose... Are you saying that my army of 200,000 people was defeated?"
Xu Yaoyuan just answered the call, and suddenly heard clearly what Xiao Fentian said. After a pause, the smile disappeared from his face, and the majesty of a superior appeared.
The air in the entire hall instantly solidified, and the temperature dropped to freezing point.
"Xiao Fentian, even if there are 200,000 pigs, it would take half a month to catch those Soul Beast. How long has it been since then and you actually say you have lost?"
Xiao Fentian bent his knees and fell to his knees with a bang, causing several spider web-like cracks on the ground.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty's command was poor and it caused these few people to suffer. Please punish me!"
Xu Yaoyuan looked away from Xiao Fentian, and fell on the few confidants behind him who had remained silent. There was a bit more concern in their eyes.
"It doesn't matter if you fail this time, just be brave and look for opportunities to win back after realizing your shame!"
Xu Yaoyuan Unexpectedly, my comfort had no effect at all.
The man in front raised his head with a sad smile on his face, "Your Majesty, we are all ruined and have no future!"
What does it mean?
What does it mean to be useless?
Xu Yaoyuan senses that Soul Power, his confidant, is as strong as before the expedition. How can he look like he has been crippled?
The confidant guessed that His Majesty would not believe it, so he directly summoned his own Martial Soul. Behind Martial Soul, Soul Ring appeared one after another.
Soul Ring is normal, Soul Power is no problem either.
Xu Yaoyuan just felt it a little bit, and became more confused.
Xu Yaoyuan stared closely at his confidant, waiting for him to answer his questions.
After the eighth Soul Ring appeared, the ninth Soul Ring appeared immediately, making Xu Yaoyuan almost break the defense.
A pale white Soul Ring appeared at the top, and even under the contrast of several black Soul Ring below, the white became more dazzling.
When I saw the white Soul Ring, Xu Yaoyuan, my mind got stuck several times.
White Soul Ring?
Could it be that Soul Ring was born after surpassing Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?
The status of Xu Yaoyuan is here. He has never seen anyone whose Soul Ring is white.
Xiao Fentian noticed the confusion in his Majesty's eyes, and at this moment, he was the only one who had the courage to explain.
"Your Majesty, their ninth Soul Ring was sacrificed by Ten-Year Soul Beast..."
Ten-Year Soul Beast?
Sacrifice?
Xu Yaoyuan almost laughed angrily. His cold eyes fell on the other people, "What about you?"
The remaining people didn't say anything, and still summoned their own Martial Soul.
The dazzling white on the ninth Soul Ring made Xu Yaoyuan very disgusted.
He turned around suddenly, his eyes as sharp as razor blades falling on Xiao Fentian.