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Chapter nine hundred and ninety-six saintess

Under the threat of killing, facing the devil and giant snake that killed the original ancestor of the natives, the natives still timidly chose to surrender and offered their faith.

The huge and complex power of faith, carrying some unexplained filth, poured into Leilin's body through an invisible web of faith.

“Faith comes from awe…”

With the harvest of the power of faith, Leilin also understood the path of the gods more and more.

The contract between gods and man is only the foundation, and the power of awe must be added to the above! Once this power is lost, it is only a matter of time before the infidelity to faith.

And killing and death are the best ways to show this power of awe!

"It's just... the faith of the natives is indeed flawed..."

Feeling that huge filthy power, even trying to defile one's divine power and make one's essence fall, Lei Lin couldn't help but smile coldly.

"How could this little filth be caused by my soul's origin?"

Buzz!

Dark red patterns crawled all over Lei Lin's body, opened the nightmare eye in the center of his forehead, and began to purify and absorb the filthy power, becoming the purest source of the dream power.

"When it comes to the power of tolerance, the power of dreams is definitely the most ideal..."

Seeing this scene, Lei Lin nodded secretly.

With the original soul of the warlock and the nightmare energy-absorbing body, he could absorb the beliefs of these natives without any problem.

"It's huge and unstable, and I'm afraid it needs to be digested slowly..."

Through the line of faith, Lelin could clearly feel the fear of his believers and a lot of instability.

After all, the faith that was forced by killing and death was only used to force it. At the beginning, Lei Lin was already very satisfied with this level.

"After all, it's a foreigner, and future policy formulation is also a problem..."

Lei Lin instantly remembered the bloody and tears experiences of his previous life. After a lot of time and cases, those foreigners and foreigners are simply ungrateful wolves who are not familiar with each other. No matter how much you comfort them, you will still come up and take a bite when you are weak!

The only way to deal with them is to kill and deterrent, constantly exploit, and even the final extermination of the clan, integrating blood into itself.

In addition, everything is a wrong path and is easily subject to backlash.

The difference between eating people and being eaten is that simple!

If Lei Lin was just a simple leader, he might have ordered policies such as massacre and genocide.

After all, he is at an absolute disadvantage in terms of number of people. No matter how he assimilates, it is useless. In history, there are still troubles in assimilating small clans, let alone making a big fortune with small ones?

For example, the policy of the bald eagle in the past life. If there were no more native people's blood and tears, how could the glory of the United States of America be achieved?

However, after standing from the perspective of the gods, Lei Lin's mentality changed again.

The way of gods is the way of extraordinaryness, just like standing outside the streets and no longer having the perspective of an mortal.

Contradictions such as race are simply a joke in the face of the long time of the gods!

To be honest, as long as the natives can provide him with enough power of faith, what is it even if the natives still rule the entire main material world?

Therefore, now Leilin has broken away from the narrow racial theory and is instead a belief-only theory! Whoever believes in him more and can provide him with more faith power, of course he will inject his glory into whom.

To put it in detail, as long as the natives believe in piety, they can still be promoted to a high position, even a pastor, a bishop, and finally a pope!

Lei Lin couldn't help but think of a famous saying in his previous life: Heaven and earth are unkind, and treat all things as straw dogs!

Although he has many insights, his understanding is that the world is the most powerful, and he treats all things in the world equally, and is like ants and straw dogs.

The gods in the world of gods also tend to transform to this level.

However, the true Supreme Master is probably only the will of various worlds that can be barely discussed.

Looking to reality, Lelin's original pirate group and religious group still have a lot of faith in him, and when he later attacked Banks Island, he also needed the other party's strength. Therefore, Lelin's current policy must be tilted towards these two groups.

However, it is also necessary to promote a few native priests or saints in a timely manner to show that they are equal and to inspire other natives.

Through the god's vision, Leilin directly looked at the square.

The killing continues, and not every native will follow the inner fear.

While forcing faith, occasionally a few "heroic" characters will appear, including men and women, old and young. The only thing that remains unchanged is the firm light in the eyes and the determination to never surrender.

For these people, the pirates simply chopped their heads with one knife and let the blood fall on the square, scaring the other natives to tremble.

If you meet beautiful native women, it will be a moment for male pirates to show off their power, and even try to kill the indigenous elderly and children who are unwilling to betray each other for fun.

Even Isabel did not stop these things.

The change of faith will inevitably be accompanied by bloodshed. Those who are unwilling to do even superficial surrender can only be sent to death.

Although they cannot surrender to their spirit, they can be eliminated physically. Before civilization has become civilized, although massacre cannot solve the problem, it can be eliminated.

However, when people's wisdom gradually increases, this practice will only be betrayed.

Unfortunately, in the world of the gods, even on the continent, massacres between different races has nothing to do with justice, only strength and weakness!

"After this wave, there were no thorns on the surface, but there should be still people who surrendered on the surface but secretly plotted against them..."

A hint of joking flashed in Lei Lin's eyes.

As the saying goes, you will get used to kneeling. Since these people have surrendered to him once, there are ways to slowly change their beliefs and even firmly become firm in the future.

As for the hidden thorns? That's even simpler. Can't the god Leilin feel the piety of his believers?

Those who have shallow beliefs or even false believers will never want to climb to a high position in their entire lives, and they will even be caught and slaughtered as a deterrent if there are substantial signs of rebellion.

With such a soft and hard way, within a few years, Lei Lin was sure to completely subdue these natives! From then on, they were devoted to their hearts!

"What a pity! Time is still insufficient..."

Leilin shook his head.

"Those who believe in our Lord and abandon the false God are not only you, but also the souls of your family can be saved..."

At this time, many preparatory priests wearing black priest robes were active in the square, comforting the lambs.

When life is threatened, the mind often has the most loopholes and is most likely to take advantage of the situation. Without Lei Lin's reminder, the word "Tao" automatically understands this and begins to arrange for a preparatory priest to come and exercise.

It has to be said that under the deception of these professional geniuses, more natives chose to believe in Leilin, and even the line of faith became more firm.

“If…if…if I believe in God, can my father be redeemed?”

A native girl looked at the statement in front of her timidly, with a nervous look on her dark little face.

"Who is your father? Where?"

With a charitable smile on his face, Tifa squatted down and looked at the native girl in front of him.

The other party had light yellow skin and dark hair, and there were traces of mud and black charcoal on his face.

"He...he is a warrior of the tribe, and he has died by the sea today..." the girl said timidly.

"Yes!" Tifa touched the girl's head: "My Lord is in charge of killing, and the souls who died in battle today are in His palms. As long as you serve my Lord devoutly, his soul will be redeemed one day..."

"Then I believe it!"

The girl knelt in front of the statue and bowed devoutly, and even black and blood appeared on her forehead.

"Great High Priest, I know the traces of a group of tribal warriors. They hid in a cave on the Bakara Mountain, and there were also tribal chiefs..."

The girl walked up to Tifa, and her calm face moved Tifa.

There was a commotion among the local people, and it was obvious that the little girl's betrayal surprised them.

"Very good! You'll be rewarded for this!"

Tifa winked at a priest next to him, and the other party ran out and told the other leaders about this important information.

The law of Ti was to look at the native girl in front of him with a happy look, but before he could think of any reward to him, the golden light had already erupted from the statue of the Taglian Winged Snake.

"My God..."

The powerful force made everyone present kneel down.

Under the holy light, the majestic statue of god seemed to come alive, and his spiritual eyes were directly on the native girl.

"You are kind and tenacious, and should be blessed by me!"

Layers of golden light wrapped around the native girl, forming a golden mark on her forehead.

"Your name!"

After Lei Lin's gaze left and the divine light disappeared, Tifa looked at the native girl in front of him with a serious expression.

"My name is Barbara! Barbara Murray!" The girl repeated her name.

"You have been blessed by the Snake God. From today on, you will be the saint of our church!"

Tefa lifted Barbara's thin body on his shoulder: "May the Feathered Snake God be with you!"

"Feedling God! Featheredling God!"

Many pastors called out to Raylin's name and began to shout frantically. This atmosphere, especially Barbara's rise, gave Muran a light called hope in the eyes of other natives.
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