On the square of a city in the United States, a pastor is surrounded by many believers, who are sick and seek pastors' treatment.

"The Lord said, whoever believes in me will be free from illness or disaster."

The pastor chanted a mantra loudly, and the holy light emerged in his hands, covering the believers, to cure diseases and eliminate disasters for the Lord's believers.

Suddenly, a believer recovered from the illumination of the holy light.

"Thank you." The patient thanked the pastor very much and thanked him repeatedly, "You are a good person."

"All the credits of this belong to my Lord." The pastor did not dare to be high, but instead drew a cross on his chest and handed over all the credits to his Lord.

"You are the believer of the Lord, and you will naturally have the protection of the Lord; we, the servants of the Lord, will naturally cure diseases and eliminate disasters for you."

"Look, these pastors are pretending to be a ghost here again."

There were many onlookers outside the square, one of them said disdainfully: "It would be fine if these pastors pretend to be a god in the church, but now they are pretending to be a god in the public."

Since Chen Xu issued the order, many capable believers have walked to the square and personally treated the believers of the Lord.

Suddenly, the priest's magical means caused a great sensation, and many atheists became theistic, because the priest's methods were so magical, just like the magic in ancient legends.

However, atheism has dominated the mainstream for so many years, so how could it be so easy to retreat? In less than two days after the pastor appeared, many scientists jumped out and refuted the rumors about this kind of thing.

What lighting effects, what patients are pretending to be believers have occupied the TV station, and even some governments have asked about Protestantism, which is vaguely accusing.

Fortunately, they were vaguely afraid and did not attack the pastor, but watched the development of the situation and wanted to take the situation into their own hands.

Otherwise, these pastors would not be able to use their own means in the square.

"No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem fake." His friend held a different view from him. "Look at the holy light. Look at the healing effect, it seems real."

“And as far as I know, many patients stop going to the hospital after they get sick, but go to the church to pray for the pastor’s treatment.”

“It works very well.”

Since the pastors in the church came out, believers stopped going to the hospital, which caused great harm to the hospital, causing their popularity to decline and their income to drop a lot.

It can be said that in the whole world, the one who hates these pastors the most is not scientists, but doctors, because cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents.

"It's all fake." The crowd scoffed at the words of his friends, "Wait, those patients who pray to the pastor to help him treat will definitely regret it."

"I even suspect that the pastor is using white contraband to control the patient's condition."

White contraband cannot cure diseases. However, it can suppress the disease and give the patient an illusion that his own disease has been cured. However, such practices will lead to the next outbreak of the disease more severely, making the patient more inauspicious.

So except for some rich terminally ill patients, others will not touch white contraband and use white contraband to relieve their own pain. After all, white contraband is a bottomless pit and is not something that ordinary people can afford.

"Is this true?" His friend no longer insisted on his opinion of himself, "then it would be too bad if this is the case."

"It must be like this." The crowd changed his friends' views and was proud. "It's said this on TV. Many authoritative scientists are scolding these pastors for pretending to be evil."

"They thought it was the Middle Ages, and they could deceive the masses by pretending to be a god or a ghost."

"Science has long told us that there is no God in this world, the so-called God. It is just a fictional one."

Just as they were chatting, the pastor had cured his patient and walked towards the crowd.

It was obvious that he heard the words of this crowd. After all, the conversation between these two crowds did not deliberately lower his voice.

"Silly Lamb, why don't you believe in the great Lord?" The pastor looked merciful. "Don't you know that those who believe in my Lord can obtain eternal life?"

"Eternal life? I would rather believe in science than believe in your Lord." Obviously, this crowd was an atheist, and a unbeliever.

The priest's face turned blue and red.

This is annoyed,

There are many atheists in America, but most atheists have their own beliefs. This belief may be just a general belief or a shallow belief, but there will be no faithless people. Even if scientists say on the surface that there is no God in the world, they actually still have faith.

Just like Einstein, who was an important scientist on the surface, claimed to be atheism, but in fact he had faith, just a cover-up. However, when he was in his old age, he no longer covered his faith.

And now, he actually saw a trustless person, which was like winning the lottery. However, others were happy to win the lottery, while he was angry when he met an atheist.

"You are blaspheming our Lord." The pastor shouted loudly at the crowd, terrorizing him with hell, "You will go to hell after you die."

"Please note that it is your Lord, not my Lord." The crowd's mouth was sharp, not inferior to the priest. "As for hell, sorry, I don't believe that thing."

"Then what do you believe in? Do you believe in your science?" The pastor was a little angry when he was slandered by the Lord so much.

If it were before, he wouldn't be angry, because although he was also a pastor in the past, he was a Catholic pastor and did not receive the holy art.

At that time, deep in his heart, he did not believe in the existence of God, and he had always avoided his Lord. However, since he joined Protestantism and came into contact with holy art, this disbelief became faith, and his faith increased dramatically.

It is precisely because of this that he feels angry at the questioning of this crowd.

He felt that this masses had no eyes and no knowledge of the gods.

"Of course I believe in science." The crowd said proudly: "Science is the only truth, and the so-called God is just superstitious thoughts."

"Is that?" The pastor suddenly smiled strangely. He pointed at the crowd and a holy light appeared. "Since you doubt the existence of the Lord, then experience the Lord's punishment!"

"What do you want to do?" The crowd took a step back and was very alert to the pastor. "I tell you, don't do anything randomly, America is a society ruled by law."

"I will not do anything randomly." The pastor smiled slightly, "Don't you believe in your science and not my Lord? Then I will give you punishment on behalf of the Lord."

"The Lord said, "Those who do not believe in me will go to hell who fail to believe."

As soon as the voice fell, the crowd felt that the world was pitch black, and the square, which had just become crowded, became quiet.

This is the hell of the unbeliever, which was specially developed by Chen Xu for the unbeliever.

It is a small alien space attached to the earth's plane. By performing holy art, believers project some of the unbelievers hell into the heart of the unbelievers, allowing the unbelievers to enter eternal darkness and endure the torture of loneliness.

It is easy to get rid of it, you only need to have faith, even if it is just a little faith, not Chen Xu, but other gods.

"What's going on?" He looked around and found that the surroundings were surrounded by darkness, and his eyes could not see a place one meter away. He stood alone in the darkness, joining loneliness.

"This must be hypnosis." The masses were not scared by the darkness, but instead aroused the determination to resist. "Your hypnosis cannot do anything to me, and I will not surrender."

No one paid attention to this crowd, everything around him seemed to have disappeared, and the crowd, pastors, believers, and patients, disappeared, and even the sun, squares, and scenery disappeared.

"Damn it, this method really can't do anything to me." He gritted his teeth and walked around, trying to get rid of the influence of hypnosis.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The melodious spreader of his footsteps in the darkness kept spreading far and from the beginning to the slowness behind, his mind continued to change.

"Damn priest, you actually use illusions."

"Where is this, is there anyone?"

"Please, don't leave me alone here, I can't stand it."

The masses collapsed, and he could not bear the loneliness anymore. He didn't know time, space, no partners, no computer, nothing, and a person was floating in this darkness alone, and the scene he saw was always dark.

This taste made him feel uncomfortable and made him collapse.

"I believe it, I believe it." He surrendered, he admitted defeat, "I don't believe in science anymore, I believe in God."

"You really want to believe?" The pastor walked out of the darkness and looked at the crowd who was about to collapse with a serious expression. "My Lord is just and strict. Since you believe in My Lord, you can get rid of the hell of the unbeliever, but you must know that if you deceive My Lord, your soul will be completely destroyed into hell."

"I..." The crowd was afraid. He had just experienced the so-called hell of the unbeliever. He was very afraid of the pastor's methods, afraid that he would find himself lying, so he hesitated and was not sure.

When the pastor saw this, he knew that he had no faith in his Lord at all, so he sighed, "You have no faith and cannot escape the hell of the unbeliever."

"No." The crowd screamed, "I believe in my Lord, I believe in my Lord, I will not stay here."

“Since you believe, you can get rid of the hell of the unbeliever.”
Chapter completed!