Divine light briefly illuminated the dark, abandoned factory.
Due to the distance and the weakening effect of the hidden space, the divine light did not purify the fanatics inside the factory.
However, it still made many people feel somewhat uncomfortable, including the Preacher.
The Preacher paused, frowning slightly. "What a nauseating smell."
He quickly scanned the crowd of fanatics present and found that the number of attendees was nearly a third less than he had expected.
The Preacher muttered to himself, "There are so few people; unless a believer goes out and informs us..."
The Believer Clone was taken aback upon hearing this, but he immediately turned the tables and took the initiative.
You wouldn't suspect me of being a traitor, would you?
The Preacher shook his head. "Anyone could betray you, but you won't."
"The Lord's power has permeated every corner of your body; even I cannot perceive it."
No one has the right to question your loyalty.
The Believer Clone breathed a sigh of relief.
He laughed at the Preacher for being a fool.
Can't you realize there's another possibility: the Corruption might actually have already been cleaned up?
The Preacher immediately added, "Besides, you've been with me the whole time, so there's no possibility of you sending messages to the outside world."
The clone looked worried. "What do we do now? They might have already found this place."
The Preacher disagreed. "This place is protected by the power of the Lord; they won't find it anytime soon."
"Although there are fewer people, it's enough to carry out the rest of the ceremony."
The Believer Clone couldn't help but ask, "What exactly do you want to do?"
The Preacher smiled slightly, "You'll find out soon enough."
Thump--
The Preacher tapped his cane lightly on the ground, the sound, like a night drum, echoing in the empty hall.
The fanatical believers, who had been somewhat flustered by the sudden appearance of divine light, all quieted down at this moment.
The Believer Clone the eggshell was intently watching, eager to see what tricks this old charlatan would pull this time.
Qin Ze's voice echoed in his mind again, "Did you see that?"
The clone replied, "I saw it."
Qin Ze then asked, "Which direction is the shadow on the ground pointing?"
The clone recalled, "The right side."
Qin Ze: "Okay, let's continue."
The Preacher surveyed the crowd of fanatical believers and said in a deep voice, "Today, you have all been called here by our Lord."
"You've all seen the current state of this world."
" With Strange Beast invading and foreign races surrounding us, the entire world is under extreme pressure, and countless lives are lost every day."
"Such a cruel reality..."
The Preacher had just begun when the divine light streaming through the broken window interrupted him once again.
Just like before, it vanished in a flash.
A big question mark appeared above the Preacher's head.
He had no idea what the new gods of this world were up to.
Qin Ze continued communicating with his clone on the Local Area Network: "Should we go right?"
The clone nodded. "Even more to the right."
Qin Ze said, "Stare at the shadow on the ground until you can no longer see the divine light from the window, then tell me."
The Preacher ignored the divine light and continued speaking to the fanatics, "The world is severely damaged, and it's no use trying to patch it up by those selfish rulers..."
Swish--
The divine light shone in for the third time.
It went out after a few moments.
Then came the fourth, fifth, sixth...
It didn't subside until more than ten times.
The Preacher's expression was solemn.
He had a bad feeling.
The "new god" of this world is like a child who has received a new toy, constantly fiddling with it and completely disregarding the feelings of others.
He seemed to treat the Source of God like a light bulb, repeatedly switching it on and off.
Outside the hidden space, after determining his location, Qin Ze began moving in the opposite direction.
The Believer Clone said, "We can see again."
Qin Ze said indifferently, "Nonsense, talk to me when you can't see me."
A moment later, the clone hurriedly said, "It's gone, it's gone."
Qin Ze looked down at his feet to confirm the location again.
"That was the window directly in front of you, now look at the one on your left."
A moment later, Qin Ze emitted divine light and continued flying along the Sidelines of the factory area.
The Preacher is numb.
He racked his brains but still couldn't figure out what Qin Ze was up to outside.
First, he was certain that Qin Ze had not discovered their hidden space.
Was he trying to show off his power to them?
The fanatics couldn't hold back any longer.
Their mental state was already unstable, and Qin Ze was still teasing them outside.
"My lord, this fellow has gone too far! This is clearly blasphemy against the Lord!"
"Enough is enough! There's no need to endure it any longer!"
"Let us go out and cut off his head, to be offered as a sacrifice to our lord!"
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
"..."
At this moment, Qin Ze's behavior resembled that of fanatics eating in the courtyard.
As a result, he threw explosives into the outhouse in the corner of the yard.
It's not very harmful, but it's extremely insulting.
"Quiet."
The Preacher gave a low shout.
The brilliance of the ruby on the cane enveloped the entire arena.
The fanatical followers immediately calmed down.
The Preacher said, "Ignore them, they're just tiny ants."
The fanatical believers clasped their hands together, their faces filled with utmost piety.
The Preacher continued, "Only the Lord can save this broken world; the Lord is the world's only hope."
"Gentlemen, I need to know, are you truly loyal?"
The fanatics shouted in unison, "God protect us!"
The Preacher's voice echoed in the clone's ear, "This is the work of Preacher."
"To establish the Lord's majestic image in the hearts of believers, you must make them submit to your authority."
The clone asked, puzzled, "Why must we make them submit? They also..."
The Preacher interrupted him, "You must remember, your only true loyalty is to the Lord."
"Believers are merely nourishment for the Lord to become stronger; it is their honor."
The clone's eyes widened in surprise.
What a hypocrite! Saying one thing to someone's face and another behind their back.
Where is the family they keep talking about?
The word "nutrients" was firmly etched into my mind.
The clone looked at the painting on the floor and had a bold guess in its mind.
So, all these fanatics were gathered together tonight just so "the Lord" could have a buffet?
The clone felt a surge of relief; thankfully, he had been promoted ahead of schedule.
"Very good!"
"Now it's time for you to fulfill this loyalty!"
The Preacher slowly opened his arms.
The dimly lit hall flickered in and out of focus under the divine light.
The shadow shrouded half of the Preacher's face, making him appear cold and eerie.
As the cane emitted a dark red light, the gray mist in the painting on the ground churned once more.
The Believer Clone shivered, his hands and feet turning ice-cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Outside, Qin Ze looked at the fourth point beneath his feet and immediately drew two lines in his mind.
He looked up at the intersection of the two lines and murmured, "Found you."