Taming the Dark Lord

Chapter 59

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Amelia once said that the God of Darkness has a villainous face, and when his face is expressionless, he is very fierce and terrifying. His facial features are profound, and he looks like he is angry or ready to get angry at any time.

When He was really angry and furious, that face was really special! Don't! Can! Afraid!

Probably a subson of the Power X100.

Jason came home exhausted. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he turned around and was caught off guard when he saw his whole body hidden in the shadows with an expression like a god about to eat people. He almost knelt down in fright.

"I, my lord."

Jason's heart was trembling, and Ma Liuer crawled on the ground, keenly aware that the god's mood seemed not very good.

No, it should be said to be very bad.

When the hooded Wia crushed Jason's eyes, the whip that followed directly hit the soul, half of the whipped soul came out, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't speak for a while. Lie on the ground panting.

"Close your eyes." The god's voice was cold.

Jason swallowed hard, closed his eyes quickly, lowered his head, and his upper body almost touched the ground.

Is there anything wrong with the coming of our Lord himself? Could it be that he didn't do something well, angered the gods, and punished him himself

Jason's heart was pounding, his hands and feet were shaking, trying to remember what he had done these days to make the god so angry.

Could it be that it was because of the incident that almost hurt the saint a few days ago? Jason also knew that what he did was wrong. He originally planned to kneel in front of the god statue to plead guilty and punish himself in a few days.

But I didn't expect my lord's affection for the saint to be so deep that he would even personally beat him and come down in person.

How can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer!

He has served the gods all his life, but he has never seen the true face of the gods before, and Jason, who relied on the saintesses of the hostile forces to achieve his wish, almost burst into tears and burst into tears.

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But it never occurred to him that although it was true that the god beat him up when he met him, the main purpose was to...

Love advice.

Relationship advice that starts with "I have a believer."

"this… "

Cold sweat broke out on Jason's forehead, and under the heavy gaze of the gods, he racked his brains to answer: "If a woman is so angry, ordinary methods can't be coaxed well, and explanations won't have much effect. In my opinion Based on my experience, would you like to try to fulfill her wish?"

He is now talking with the shadowy figure across a side of black mist.

This is a loyal believer of the Dark God, who has been troubled by this matter recently. Hearing that Jason is very good at this aspect, he specially prayed to the gods to come and ask about it.

And the god brought this faithful believer here to ask him in order to beat him.

... No matter whether others believe it or not, he does anyway.

After thinking about it, Jason added: "It's best if she can't achieve it by herself, and she especially hopes to achieve it."

The black shadow pondered for a moment, but did not speak.

Jason added: "From your description, it seems that this relationship has reached a dead end. No matter how you try to make it up, it's just trying to delay it. If you really want to get back together, why not..."

He hesitated for a moment, and pointedly said: "Break and then stand."

Break and then stand. wish.

The god was meditating, and seemed to be aware of it, and his knuckles were tapping on the armrest, making a crisp sound.

In the empty room, only the more and more rapid knocking sound could be heard, and Jason's heartbeat became faster and faster with this sound.

At one point, the knocking stopped abruptly.

The god seemed to understand something, and the raised brows slowly flattened, and he regained the previous appearance of being in control of everything, and the corners of his lips curled up into a smile.

The black shadow slowly disappeared into the black mist.

Jason didn't raise his head, and kept lying on the ground in his original position for a while. Seeing that the god had indeed left, his tear glands finally couldn't hold back, and his face dripped with a swipe.

Hateful saint! ! Woohoo my poor lord...

Back to the religion, the believers who had experience once had calmed down the people, cleaned up the mess in an orderly manner, cleaned up the scattered rubble, and restored the church to a clean and dust-free appearance.

Looking up along the white jade floor in front of the square, the god statue still exuding a faint light in the daytime is standing with a smile, its eyes are shining brightly, and its brows are handsome and extraordinary.

The young reserve saints came to do morning class together. One of the little girls looked up and glanced at the face of the god. She was startled, hesitated, and whispered to her companion: "Look, how do I feel, my god? Is the idol different from yesterday?"

The companion scolded her: "How dare you say that? Shut up!"

The little girl shut up unhappy, but she still felt that she was right.

It's just changed, the eyes are blue...

When Amelia passed by, she happened to hear this sentence, and also looked up.

Yes, it has indeed changed. Became like her.

This is only an initial change. She has just devoured the soul of the God of Light and has not yet fully digested it, so the statue has only undergone a slight change.

After a few days, when she has almost digested it and the idol has changed drastically, it should be impossible to hide this matter.

Everyone will find that the statue of the God of Light has turned into the face of the Queen of God.

In the eyes of the believers, it is an orphan who climbed up from the bottom of society, and after being fortunate enough to become a saint, he shamelessly tempted the gods and became the queen of gods. After receiving such an honor, she was actually not satisfied, and even devoured the god they yearned to serve, trying to replace it.

What a shameless woman!

Amelia knew how the believers would react without even thinking about it.

She pressed her head with a headache, let out a breath, and turned around just in time to bump into the Pope who hurriedly led people out.

"Master God Empress." He knelt down and shouted respectfully.

It's been a long time since I saw him, but he still has the same high nose and deep eyes, serious expression on his face, no matter how big the matter is, he can't show a flustered expression, his long white beard is neatly combed, and it falls down with his kneeling movements on the ground.

Amelia nodded, she knew what they wanted to know, and she didn't make a fool of herself, and said, "He's fine, it's just that the old injury has flared up, and he needs to sleep for a while to heal, so don't bother him during this time. I'll do."

The pope gave a pause: "Excuse me, my lord, how much time is it?"

Amelia said, "About a few hundred years."

The pope asked: "Do I need to wait for something?"

Amelia shook her head: "No need, it's enough to maintain normal."

The Pope didn't say anything more, and continued to report to her about some repairs and finishing work afterwards, and then left.

The two sunfall incidents had an impact on the divine religion after all. The vicinity of the sanctuary was okay, and the people were still obedient. On the more remote border, the hearts of the people were scattered, and many people risked their lives to sneak into it. The site of the Dark God Religion has taken root there again.

Even the royal families of various countries who bowed their heads to the divine religion in the past dared to send letters to ask what happened.

Amelia opened the letter and looked at it for a few times, a look of coldness flashed in her eyes.

The Holy Son who delivered the letter glanced at her cautiously, and said after deliberation, "My lord, Your Majesty the Pope has asked me to come over and ask for your opinion."

"Just do what he wants," Amelia said.

The Pope is a person who can't tolerate sand in his eyes. The royal family is so provocative, he must not be able to help but want to teach them a profound lesson, so he will remember it for a long time.

Colleagues also use this as a deterrent to other forces that have misguided thoughts, warning them that although the God of Light is injured, He is still a god, and the God of Light is still a giant on the mainland. Whoever dares to underestimate them because of this will face dozens of times. The crazy revenge of the Ten Thousand Cults.

Of course, Amelia is happy to see the success. She is now both prosperous and prosperous with the Guangming God Sect, and both are harmed. The more followers there are, the more beliefs will be passed on to her.

As long as the change of the god statue is solved, everything can be rested easy, and she can slowly wait for the day when her faith gathers, her godhead is condensed, and she becomes a real god.

Amelia pursed her lips and smiled, beckoning the Son of God to come over, "Come here, come closer."

The Son was taken aback, walked up the steps, and knelt closer.

Taking a closer look, the God Empress seems to be even more beautiful.

The Son of God once met Amelia before she became the chief. At that time, she had nothing special about her except for her looks. She was also taciturn, and she didn't stand out among the crowd.

But now... the Holy Son shook his slender eyelashes, his eyes as clear as the sea glanced at Amelia quietly, and when he met her eyes, his white ears turned red, and he lowered his eyes evasively.

She seemed to be glowing all over.

It's like the God of Light who I've seen once from afar, holy and full of divinity, making people want to get close but dare not get close.

Amelia said, "I need you, go and do something for me."

She waved her hand, ignoring Shengzi's inexplicably flushed face, and stuffed a piece of paper full of words into his hand.

During the touch of fingers, Shengzi accidentally touched the back of her soft white hand.

He was taken aback for a moment, his face turned even redder immediately, and before he had time to read what was written on the paper, he answered vaguely.

When the cold wind blew outside, Shengzi's constricted head was finally cleared up.

He found an open space to sit down and calm down for a while, took out the piece of paper, looked at it, and said in surprise, "...This is, prayer?"

After the Holy Son left, Amelia was the only one left in the hall, and the maids were kicked out. She didn't like being watched all the time.

Of course, what she gave to the Holy Son was not a prayer, strictly speaking, it should be a brainwashing word. If you read it too much, you will be affected by the divine power contained in it, and you will gradually be unable to distinguish the difference between the God of Light and her, and confuse the two.

This is her first step to prepare for solving the idol problem.

Of course, this is not enough. It just washes the brains of some people and can only delay the time of the final outbreak, rather than completely solve it.

Amelia stood by the window, looking down at the tiny figures on the ground. The beliefs of countless people surrounded her. Fear, admiration, admiration, worship, these emotions lingered around her, making her feel unprecedentedly powerful, as if she could Dominate the world and control everything.

It feels good to be a god, and she loves being a god.

One month later, she will hold the Millennium Sacred Ceremony as scheduled, and at the moment when the power of faith reaches its peak, she will completely erase the traces of the God of Light that once existed.

— Then, take it instead.

Devour his soul, take away his faith, and replace his god position. This is just the beginning.

Amelia not only wants to be a god, she wants to be the only god.