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Innate Ability – Mad Immersion
Innate ability—distorted thinking
Innate Ability – Soul Contamination
Innate ability—an indescribable concept.
Innate ability—something indescribable.
Innate ability—shatters worldviews.
Innate ability—?
An invisible and indescribable force suddenly emerged, ruthlessly ravaging their worldview, values, and outlook on life.
Then, like a skilled repairman, he kneaded and shattered their values, and then skillfully reassembled them.
Of course, what it will be after the reorganization will definitely be different from the original.
Reason was torn to shreds amidst the screams.
The spirit has been completely transformed into another form.
Under that indescribable force, the flesh was twisted into a posture that violated human aesthetics, yet those bodies were filled with a sense of sacredness.
"Gah...G!"
"Gurgle...do..."
"ha......."
All sorts of strange sounds came from the monsters' mouths, and after shouting for a while, they simultaneously uttered words:
"How wonderful!"
"Yes, what a wonderful feeling. So come, my fellow countrymen, feel the Lord's mercy."
The tentacles of shadow no longer entangled the bishop, but instead entered his body and disappeared.
He looked the same as before, but in Chang Yan's opinion, his face was completely covered in shadow.
After he finished speaking, he knelt down straight down—
As is often said.
Meanwhile, those strange monsters also knelt down before Chang Yan.
Although they don't have knees at all.
Our protagonist, meanwhile, stared blankly at the group of people kneeling before him.
We were just fighting to the death a moment ago, how come they've all suddenly become my underlings?
Do I possess the legendary aura of a king? My body trembled, and everyone knelt down to acknowledge me, wanting to be my underlings.
Are there still novels like this nowadays? If you can't write one, you'll probably be criticized to death.
"Um, what's going on here? Can someone explain this to me?"
Just as Chang Yan was asking the question, a woman's voice suddenly shouted:
"Lord Changyan, I—Aaaaaaah! Where did all these monsters come from! Lord Changyan, you go first, I, Kiyohime, will help you burn these disgusting monsters to ashes! Die, monsters! How dare you defile Lord Changyan's eyes!"
"Calm down, Kiyohime, these people seem to be on our side now!"
"Eh!"
After a chaotic commotion, the former bishop stepped forward, bowed his head, and said to Chang Yan:
"Lord, let me explain this to you."
"How ignorant and foolish I was back then! No, these words can't even begin to describe how despicable I was. But, but—"
At this point, the bishop raised his head excitedly, something filling the shadows.
That's the most fanatical belief.
That is the most sublime faith.
That was an unspeakable madness.
"Now, everything is different! Yes, completely different! Having witnessed the Lord's mercy, I realize that my only meaning and mission in this world is—"
"Serve the Lord! Praise be to my Lord!"
Praise be to my Lord!
The monsters also uttered words of praise.
Chang Yan simply looked at them with a calm expression.
(Just tell me what happened!)
(Stop with all this mystery, okay?)
Chang Yan's heart is roaring.
Chapter 108 The Ubiquitous Sorrowful Wind
(Today, the department head held a meeting with our class and spoke for over half an hour. My classmate summarized it in one sentence: "You all need to improve your IQ and EQ.")
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What exactly happened...?
Chang Yan couldn't help but rub his forehead in distress, looking utterly pained.
How come I suddenly have a bunch of little fanboys... no, I should say little fanboy monsters...
Headache.
"Forget it, forget about all that. I'm not in the mood to keep killing anymore. By the way, what's your name?"
"Lord, I have long since erased my old name. Please grant me a new name."
The former "bishop" humbly lowered his head once again and whispered a request to Chang Yan.
"Naming it... Hmm, let me think..."
As the saying goes, "Thinking begins..."
Chang Yan fell into deep thought...
As the saying goes, deep thought and contemplation...
As the saying goes, deep thought and contemplation...
As the saying goes, he was going crazy...
Chang Yan started to give up on himself...
He discovered that he really didn't have any talent for naming things.
"I really don't know how to name people, so from now on you'll be called Randolph."
"Praise be to you, Lord."
Randolph was trembling with excitement, but he still bowed respectfully to Chang Yan.
"As for you guys, there are too many of you for me to remember. From now on, your name will be—"
"A calamity god."
Its twisted form possesses a sense of holiness.
"Praise be to my Lord."
"Praise be to my Lord."
"Praise be to my Lord."
"..."
The monsters then emitted distorted sounds of praise.
"Alright, Randolph, tell me what kind of place this is. And what is that church?"
"Yes, my lord."
"Wait, don't call me that anymore, it feels weird. Um... just call me 'Sir' or 'Boss' from now on, that title is too obvious."
If one day Randolph were walking down the street and suddenly shouted "My Lord!" to Chang Yan, tsk tsk tsk.
"Lord, but—"
"do you have any opinion?"
(Warning: Annihilation of Eyes!)
"I wouldn't dare, sir."
"Alright, let's continue."
"Yes, sir. This is a false god organization called 'Gaia.' They claim that this world originally belonged to non-human races, and that humans are alien invaders who should be completely eradicated. Therefore, this organization is full of non-humans who are extremely hostile to humans and enjoy using humans as sacrifices."
"Their worshipped Mother Goddess, Gaia, grants each follower power after uttering a prayer, provided they are on the ground. If they are more than one meter away from the ground, they cannot obtain that disgusting power. However, after that, they must sacrifice a pure-blooded human within 24 hours and throw them into the Pool of Sacrifice. I don't know what the consequences will be, but I know the end will be terrible. Hmph, a mere false god."
"The Pool of Sacrifice is actually a swimming pool-style sacrificial altar. As long as pure-blooded humans are thrown in, they will turn into a pool of liquid and remain in the pool. Non-human races will evolve their bloodlines and increase their strength after coming into contact with the liquid. However, the liquid will dissipate once it leaves the Pool of Sacrifice, so it cannot be taken away at all."
"Such a precious item, and you're just letting a bishop guard it? I remember these religions all have archbishops and popes, where are they?"
“My lord, you are unaware that this sacrificial pool can indeed be built, but it wouldn’t be as effective as this one. The heretics have all gone to prepare to ambush the human extermination forces. As for me, I stayed here because of my identity.”
"Identity? Oh, come to think of it, I don't know. What exactly are you?"
Chang Yan carefully examined Randolph and found that he did not have any inhuman features at all.
Randolph chuckled bitterly a few times and said:
“I am a human being, sir.”
"What? You're human? Isn't this church particularly hostile to humans? How did you become a bishop?"
Chang Yan was genuinely surprised.
That doesn't make sense!
"To be precise, I'm a super hybrid human. Sigh, I don't know what was wrong with my ancestors. They slept with almost everyone who could get pregnant and have children with a human—demons, angels, vampires, werewolves, all kinds of monsters. Not to mention the nine-tailed fox, the cat demon, the butterfly fairy, even tengu, rabbits, kappa, and even the snow woman... Sigh, I won't go on. Thinking about it now gives me a headache. Hey, sir, what's wrong with you? Your mouth is so big, is it alright?"
At this point, Chang Yan had already turned to stone.
He turned his head blankly and asked:
"Is your family name 'Sad Wind'?"
"Oh, sir, how did you know? Our family name is Beifeng."
"Heh, I knew it. Never mind, since they have so many bloodlines, why are they hostile to you?"
"Sigh, it's probably because my ancestors' bloodline was too powerful, dividing the bloodline components in my body into 10 parts, of which 5 parts are human and the remaining 5 parts are other miscellaneous bloodlines."
"...As expected of the Great Emperor of Sorrowful Wind."
"What did you say, my lord?"
"Nothing, you continue."
"Oh. Because the proportion of human blood in my body is too high, I was met with hostility. I don't even know how I joined this church at the time; I was probably just curious. Then that damned false god gave me some hints—how embarrassing. But I am, after all, a high-level psychic, and that heretical pope thought highly of me, so he made me a bishop. Calling me a bishop is really just a title; I'm really just a figurehead. Oh, thank you, sir, yes—"
"Alright, alright, stop talking. With Mo Ye and the others on the cleanup team, it shouldn't be a problem... Sigh, we're allies after all, I should go and help out. That old bastard Lucien disappeared again at this crucial moment. This time, I'm really going to kick his skull like a football."
Just as Chang Yan was cursing Lucien through gritted teeth again, that familiar, lewd laughter reached his ears once more.
"Hehehe, Mr. Changyan, you're talking bad about me again. What a naughty child. Looks like I need to set off a few more fireworks to calm you down."
When Chang Yan heard this sound, he felt as if a string in his brain had snapped.
"Lucien!!!! You're going to die!"
"What? The enemy of the lord? Attack! How dare you offend the lord! Die!"
When Randolph saw Chang Yan's angry expression, he assumed he was an enemy and roared, ordering the evil spirits to "punish" Lucien.