Just as Vitga climbed up the platform with great pride and countless believers cast their hot worship gazes, the small attic door was pushed open from the inside on the three-story roof a hundred meters away from the left side of the church.

Scream... Several knights dressed in the armor of the Temple of Light came out. The leader was a young man with a normal face, narrow eyes, and a relaxed expression, as if he was going to a small party between friends.

He looked around and smiled and reached out to greet him: "Hi, good afternoon, children."

In addition to the several Knights of Light who suddenly arrived, there were other people on the roof, namely the children about seven or eight years old who were lying down on the eaves and fences.

Of course no one wants to miss the matter of listening to the gospel of the gods, but in such a crowded situation, adults certainly dare not take their children out. After all, if they get separated, the probability of getting them back is too small, so most of them choose to lock the children at home. However, children are naturally active and are very curious to look at the lively scenes outside, so the scene in front of them appears.

After hearing the sound of the door behind them, the children might have thought that their parents had come to him, and their little faces turned around were a little frightened. They stood mum and did not respond to the greeting of the young man.

After touching his nose, the young man shook his head and smacked his lips when he saw this: "Tsk tsk, what's wrong with the children now? They're not polite at all."

"Ahem, Tang...En, sir." A middle-aged man behind him coughed twice and said with a blank expression, "It seems that we are not here to discuss the issue of children's politeness."

"Ha, Lao Lei, take it easy." The young man shrugged and raised his lips slightly, "Do you still remember what I said before? Be patient. You can taste greater pleasure of success."

Speaking of this, there is no need to guess. These people are naturally Tang En and the others who stayed here for three days.

Although he was a little patient, the roof was so big that Tang En did not continue to tease Raymond. He walked a few steps and came to the eaves of the church. He looked at the dense crowd below and the high platform shorter than the statue of the Light. He couldn't help but squint: "Oh, the situation is quite big! There must be tens of thousands of people? It really makes people want to throw a exploding crystal down..."

"Huh?" Raymond, who had just walked to the eaves, suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this, staring at Tang En's hands. It's not his fault for being so careful. He really lacks confidence in this guy who often acts unexpectedly.

"Uh, what's your expression...it's just a saying, humor, do you understand humor?"

With a snorting lightly, Raymond didn't care about talking nonsense with Tang En anymore, and his eyes changed. He stared at the Wittga who was about to reach the top in the distance, as if he had remembered something, and his face gradually became a little distorted and ferocious.

Tang En glanced, thought for a while and said, "My plan is to let Witga suffer the consequences and die at the hands of his own people in the Temple of Light. But if you want to take revenge with your own hands, I can also think of some solutions..."

"No!" Taking a deep breath, Raymond slowly looked away. His eyes drooped slightly, "According to the doctrine, clergymen should be judged by the judges, and other institutions have no right to interfere... Let him be judged, he cannot escape this time."

After patting Raymond on the shoulder, Tang En nodded slightly and said nothing. Although he was not interested in Raymond's Puritan regulations, everyone had something he insisted on, and he would not interfere with this.

Turning sideways, Tang En waved his hand to the gray space member holding the props: "Let's start. The big show will always be staged... I'm slam!" After a pause, the words seemed to have caught a glimpse of something. Tang En's expression suddenly changed, and he instantly pulled Raymond and fell on the roof.

"Well..." Raymond fell to the ground and couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. Then he looked up at Tang En, who seemed to have always been calm and calm, but now he had an unconcealed look of shock. He asked, "What's wrong?"

After wiping his forehead in vain, Tang En looked extremely strange and stunned. He shook his head speechlessly: "It's nothing, I saw an acquaintance... Well, according to my hometown, this is called the enemy's road narrow!"

Raymond was stunned and then said nervously: "This will not affect this plan, will it?"

"Of course not! Well, but you have to make some changes..." Tang En touched his chin and was about to fall into deep thought, but his eyes suddenly lit up after scanning the child not far away, and his lips gradually rose. He waved with a smile, like a big bad wolf who abducted Little Red Riding Hood. "Children, come here quickly, brother will give you a very interesting toy..."

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At noon, the sky was clear and the clouds were floating.

Although there was a bitter cold wind blowing over the platform several feet high, looking at the ants-like creatures below and feeling the almost substantial worship and respect, Vitga's heart was filled with passion and couldn't help but be full of ambition!

Finally got to this point, and finally, it was successful!

Old man's body trembled slightly. This was not nervousness, but excitement! Strong excitement! Even though he had seen a big scene like him, his body was numb and his feet were floating, as if he was standing in the clouds.

Taking a deep breath and barely suppressing the joy in his heart, Vitga slowly bowed down, and his slightly prolonged tone seemed extremely solemn and serious at this moment: "Dear believers, I am Vitga, I am here to express my blessings and greetings to you, Father God of Light."

Wow...there was a thunderous cheer, and the sounds kept rolling upwards, like the strong wind, causing Wittga's robe to flip.

Of course, believers have reason to be excited. You should know that Wittga is now the spokesperson for the God of Light walking in the world. The blessing he said from him is the real blessing of God!

After enjoying the cheers for about ten seconds, Witga pressed his palm. Then in a short moment, the sound waves continued to retreat from near to far, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Seeing this, Witga nodded with satisfaction. He enjoyed the complete control of turning hands into clouds and turning hands into rain. This taste really fascinated him.

Fortunately, Vitga knew what to do next. If he calmed down his mind, he would declare the gospel of God to his believers.

In fact, of course, the gods have not delivered any gospel to him, but what can this happen? He is now the spokesperson of the gods, so naturally what he says is the gospel. As for whether he will offend the gods for this...

To be honest, Wittga really doesn't care. He is not a pure believer in his own pursuit, and he has done a lot of evil things in his daily life. But even so, the gods still cast an image of God on him. What does this mean? This shows that the gods do not care about the evil things he has done before. In this way, the "little lie of good intentions" will naturally not care even more.

Besides, miracles only happen once every hundred years, or even hundreds of years. Wittga believes that it will not last so long. So, after I die, I don’t care about the flood... This is what Wittga thinks now.

"Ahem..." Clearing his throat, Vitga made a majestic look, and was about to raise his hand and say the gospel of the gods that had been compiled long ago. But at this moment, suddenly,

Wow... Another sensation suddenly sounded from below. Because there were too many sounds and it turned out to be a low buzzing sound, noisy.

Seeing this, Vitga's face suddenly darkened and he was a little unhappy. I was about to declare the gospel of the gods. What is your attitude? I was about to make a sound, but the dense figures in my sight were like waves, spreading everywhere, until the end of my sight. The scene was spectacular for a while!

Everyone was kneeling down at the same time at this moment... What's the situation?

Witga was stunned. He didn't think that he now had such energy and could easily make tens of thousands of people kneel down. And why is this scene so familiar...

Subconsciously raised his head, Witga's expression suddenly became dull, slowly opening his mouth wide, and was stunned!

In the air, a huge and majestic figure slowly emerged from the void, holding a torch in his hand and covering his clothes... The shocking scene above the town was staged again!

Her legs became weak, and Vitga was closest to her. Looking at this huge statue of god that seemed to be within reach, she couldn't help but kneel down. Her mind was full of confusion... Fuck! Father God, you are too close. This is the rhythm of swearing to support me to the end...

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Chapter completed!