The night is already very deep, but the white pearl seems to have entered daytime and a grand festival. Refugees hiding in building ruins and basements took to the streets, singing and dancing. Xia Lei killed the terrorists besieging this place, which was equivalent to a new life for them. How could they, who were born to love singing and dancing, sleep peacefully
In an old mosque.
There are no statues or pictures of God. Islam does not advocate idolatry, so there will be no statues or pictures of God in their mosques. There are only ancient stone pillars, hand-woven carpets, and complex and mysterious decorative patterns on the dome.
Xia Lei didn't know how many times he had said "Allah is great", but this was his first time entering a mosque. There was no statue of God, no picture of God, and he could not imagine what Allah looked like. But this is the belief of Islam, everyone has his own Allah. He is everywhere and can be anything.
The two Islamic girls, Zaiya and Yusna, both wore traditional clothes and black gauze scarves on their heads. Their beautiful faces were hidden behind the black gauze scarf, only a pair of brown eyes were exposed. , but still so profound and beautiful. This was something they were accustomed to, but to Xia Lei, it felt a bit exotic.
Zaiya and Yusna knelt on the carpet and began to pray at night, praising God and thanking God for everything he had given them.
Xia Lei was embarrassed to stand, so he also knelt next to them, but he didn't pray for anything in his heart, but was thinking about other things, "I handed over the armors of Isitabu and Cassia Ruiz. The Russians, let them melt it for me and make an alloy rod, which also saves me the trouble of doing it myself. How many pounds of alloy rod is appropriate? If it is too light, it will have no power, if it is too heavy, it will affect flexibility and speed. … Just five hundred catties, five hundred catties should be suitable.”
Zaya and Yusna had finished their evening prayers, and their eyes moved to Xia Lei. There was no sound, but their eyes seemed to say many, many things to Xia Lei.
"Tell me, why did you bring me here?" Xia Lei's voice was very gentle. He didn't believe that they brought him here just to watch them perform night worship.
"I'm thinking about you," Yusna said.
"I'm remembering your appearance," Zaiya said.
Xia Lei couldn't help but laugh, "You guys are acting weird tonight, can't you just tell me?" It would be easy for him to steal information from their brains, but he wouldn't do that.
Yusna said: "Mr. Xia, you are the sixth prophet sent by God, right?"
Xia Lei was slightly stunned. In the Islamic religious faith, there are only five prophets, the Holy Prophet Muhammad, Jesus, Moses, Abraham and Noah. No matter which one of these five people they are, they have thousands of followers and influence the spiritual world of mankind. Unexpectedly, Yusna actually thought that he was the sixth prophet sent to the world by Allah.
"I think so too, Mr. Xia, tell us the truth." Zaiya stared at Xia Lei with her eyes trembling, her voice trembling slightly, "You are the sixth prophet sent by Allah, right?"
Xia Lei was made to laugh and cry by the two Arab girls. For him, answering something was not just a sentence, but for them, it was an extremely sacred and important thing. He hesitated and said, "Well, I don't know. There was a kind voice in the dark telling me to let me help you. It's that simple, and then I gained power inexplicably."
This is a smart, seductive answer.
"Yeah." Yusna and Zaya couldn't help but exclaimed in excitement. One covered his pounding heart, and the other covered his small mouth under the scarf.
There was a bitter smile in Xia Lei's heart, and he secretly said in his heart: "Please forgive me for my well-intentioned deception. You think I am a god and a prophet, but I just want to help you. I have no choice, I need this land The black and blue ** energy on my body, because I carry the fate of two worlds on my body."
The time he can stay in this world is getting less and less, but the two powerful opponents are still alive. And a greater threat is approaching, that is, the Moon of Death may come to this world at any time and start the end. If that day really comes, is it meaningful to ask whether he is a god or a prophet
But just after a surprised cry, Zaya and Yusna suddenly faced Xia Lei, leaned down, and pressed their foreheads to the carpet. Their hands are placed flat on both sides of the head, palms facing up.
This is really worshiping him as a god.
"Don't be like this, get up, get up." Xia Lei hurriedly stretched out his hand to lift Zaya up, and then helped Yusna up. He really wasn't used to this feeling of being worshiped as a god.
Yusna suddenly turned around and ran towards the door.
Xia Lei asked curiously: "What did she do?"
Zaya smiled and said, "You will know soon."
Soon, a large group of refugees walked in from the door.
A steady stream of refugees entered the mosque, and it was suddenly overcrowded, but refugees continued to gather outside.
"Great prophet! You have brought us light and hope. Please accept our worship." A white-haired old man knelt down and put his forehead to the ground, extremely pious.
One by one, the refugees knelt down, with their foreheads on the ground and their palms upward, worshiping their prophet.
All this happened so suddenly, Xia Lei was a little at a loss. But he suddenly understood the purpose of Yusna and Zaya bringing him here, which was to inquire about the truth in this sacred place. The refugees in White Pearl were also waiting for the truth. He gave a seductive answer, and this answer brought about this result.
Faced with so many kind and simple refugees kneeling in front of him and their devout beliefs, Xia Lei felt guilty.
But even if he stole the information from Yusna and Zaya's brains, he would have done so if he had known this outcome.
Because he has no choice.
Everything he did was for that mission, to save human beings in the two worlds, as well as thousands of living creatures.
The ancient and sacred mosque is filled with orange ** energy, and orange represents the energy of faith. There is also the blue ** energy. They suffered the suffering of the war and lost their homes and relatives. When facing their "prophet", the sadness accumulated in their hearts was released, and the blue ** energy representing sadness naturally emerged. Just came out.
Not only the mosque, but also the outside is filled with extremely thick orange and blue ** energy. This is an irresistible temptation for Xia Lei, who longs to become stronger and perfect his soul evolution.
"Forgive me, I have no choice." Xia Lei said silently in his heart.
Thousands of energy roots were released from his brain and penetrated into the refugee's body. He gets their sexual energy and satisfies their desires.
In the consciousness of all the refugees who knelt down to worship the "prophet", Xia Lei truly became a divine prophet at this moment. He is radiant, omnipotent and full of love. Their hearts were filled with great joy and peace, no more sadness and fear.
Orange and blue ** energy poured into Xia Lei's body like a tide, giving him an expansion of confidence and a real and powerful feeling. This feeling even made him feel that he was really a god and could do anything. He is loved by thousands of creatures, and he also protects thousands of creatures.
However, what followed was a feeling of fever and impulsiveness that grew stronger and stronger. He satisfied the desires of all those who worshiped the "Prophet", but his own desires were not released and remained accumulated in his body and soul. Coupled with the negative things caused by the previous killings, after a period of feeling like becoming a god, his feelings came to the other extreme like Waterloo - uncomfortable, unspeakable in words. His soul seemed to be fermenting, and his body seemed to be holding a piece of coal. The flame was invisible, but it was burning all the time.
"I have to get out of here and take a shower." Xia Lei couldn't stay any longer. But faced with a large crowd of refugees kneeling in front of him, he had nowhere to go.
But he quickly thought of a way.
Energy roots emerged from his feet, supporting his body upward.
A single energy root cannot be seen, but a large number of energy roots condensed under his feet are very conspicuous. They exude colorful brilliance and are shaped like stilts.
Xia Lei really walked to the door on "stilts".
"Look! He's... he's flying!" Soon someone discovered it and couldn't help but exclaimed.
There was a sound of exclamation and praise, and all the refugees stared dumbfoundedly at Xia Lei "flying" above their heads. In their opinion, Xia Lei moving in the void was really flying.
The orange and blue ** energy that had just been absorbed was filled up again in the blink of an eye. This time, the orange energy was far more intense than the blue energy.
"Hey, you think of me as whatever you want, I'm sorry." Xia Lei said secretly in his heart, and then thousands of energy roots were released again and pierced into the bodies of the refugees.
Although he knew that it would be more uncomfortable if he absorbed it again, Xia Lei still couldn't control the absorption of such strong sexual energy.
The emotions of the refugees calmed down again.
By the time they came to their senses, their "prophet" had disappeared, but no one left. They were still discussing what had just happened.
"A true prophet. I can see a true prophet in my life. I have no regrets."
"God is great, and God has sent a prophet to save us."
"I want to tell everyone about what I saw today so that it can be passed down from generation to generation."
Sounds like this are everywhere.
In a corner, Yusna and Zaya looked quietly at the direction Xia Lei left. They couldn't see it at all, and there were traces of red energy lingering around their bodies. (83 Chinese website)