"My merciful God... Please forgive my faults, I am willing to serve you forever... Please!" Diggsit kowtowed and cried back and forth.

At this time, the believers also crawled to Lin Han and some began to shout: "A kind and true God, we plead for you to forgive the soul teacher of the Gods, our Ram Rasem Digsit Swaminathan!"

“…We are willing to swear for Lord Diggsit’s loyalty and piety!”

"O God of all power, if you can allow it, I will bear all the guilt for Lord Diggsit!"

“…”

Lin Han looked at the people who were kneeling down, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "Originally, you, who have committed many crimes, will definitely die in this terminal illness and go to hell..."

Diggsite immediately showed a look of horror, but seeing that things seemed to be turning around, he immediately showed some hope and waited for the following.

"But you are one of the few people in the world who can feel my footprints in time, and you have expressed your repentance to me in the form of self-immolation." Lin Han looked directly at him, his golden face shining brightly in the sun.

"So, Ram Rasem Digsit Swaminathan, I'm willing to give you a new chance."

As soon as this said, a rosy color suddenly appeared on Digsit's face, and she cried with joy, then quickly knelt down and said incoherently: "Thank you... thank God, thank God for the kind God!"

Lin Han paused: "Then, let's talk about all the crimes you have committed first. I need to see if your remorse is enough."

"If I can't feel the confession from the heart, your soul will be directly sent to hell!"

When he said this, his tone became heavier again, as if it was rolling thunder.

At the same time, a strong wind suddenly blew around nearby, and the green shade in the woods surged, making people feel cold. From top to bottom, the Palace of Ten Thousand Gods was silent as cold as cicadas.

Digsit's face turned pale and sweaty on his forehead. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva before he said carefully in a hoarse voice: "Great God, I am willing to confess to you... As the master of the Gods, I have not allowed your gospel to be spread enough, and I feel deeply guilty for this; I do not pray to you every day, and I feel shame and pain for this; I do not..."

Listening to Digsit's long nagging words, Lin Han couldn't help but frown secretly.

In Digsit's words, there is a clear meaning of avoiding the truth and turning it to the falsehood, and they all talk about illusory things.

While treating God as omnipotent and omniscient, he was also lucky and tried to get away with it... He didn't think about it. Even Baidu could explore his sins, let alone the gods.

After all, the original intention of his belief is to make profits with "God".

Most of those who pray to God also want to make some kind of deal with Gods that they take for granted with so-called piety and dedication.

Lin Han realized that when dealing with such people, reprimanding and influencing is just a superficial matter. In the final analysis, it is two major methods of coercion and inducement.

Although they can't explain the truth clearly, their basic interests can still be felt. They probably won't believe it if they don't bribe their gods.

Lin Han then said coldly: "Digset, are you trying to deceive God?"

Digsit's face turned pale: "My kind God, I..."

"Hmph!" Lin Han's tone became stern, "Maybe you have never felt the pain of death and the scenery on the road to hell."

"So, I'll let you understand something now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Han used his ability to use his life authority to stimulate the HIV and cancer cells in Digsit's body, causing it to rage.

Then, he greatly reduced Digsit's metabolic rate, allowing Digsit to quickly enter a state of extreme fatigue and weakness.

On one side is the extreme illness and on the other side is the extreme fatigue, as if there were two cruel demons who were trying to tear Digsit's soul into pieces.

Diggsit collapsed instantly, lying on the ground trembling continuously, his face was as golden as paper, sweating like rain, and making a painful and hoarse voice: "Ah...please...ah!"

Although they were shouting, the sound sounded like a layer of mucus and iron stone rubbing. The believers under the altar were frightened and lay on the ground and dared not make a sound.

Digsit's thin body shrank into a ball, and kept spasming, making a sound of pain mixed with begging, and white foam gradually emerged from his mouth.

"Please...please...I will confess faithfully!"

Lin Han said lightly: "I have left many teachings on earth. Although there are many lost or misinterpreted things now, you should understand the most basic good and evil."

"You—repent."

The grand and solemn voice seemed to resound throughout the world.

As soon as he finished speaking, Diggsit clearly felt that the extremely terrifying painful experience just now quickly left himself like a tide, as if it was just a moment of hallucination.

He was shocked in his heart. He finally had some understanding of the power of "God". He no longer dared to take a chance. He lay on the ground and trembled: "The omniscient and omnipotent true God... I will confess to you faithfully!"

"I, Ram Rasem Digsit Swaminathan, are an unforgivable sinner! I have not followed your teachings, have never been pure in my heart, have never brought blessings to all living beings... I have killed innocent people, I have been licentious, forced women to fight with me, I have deceived my friends, I have supported the invasion and massacre of the LTTE..."

Digsset explained his guilt one by one, and his tone became more and more trembling and frightened, and he felt a little choked and dry.

There is no doubt that Digsit and all the believers of the God of God have regarded Lin Han as the "supreme God of omniscient and omnipotent."

In front of the coming true God and hundreds of faithful believers, he truthfully explained his sins... For Digset, this feeling is definitely countless times more solemn than judicial judgment.

In other words, in India, where "one billion animals and two hundred million people", he never took the country's laws to heart.

Moreover, as a religious head who has close ties with the top leaders of the Congress Party and can directly affect local elections, no one dares to judge him at all.

Now there is finally a supreme being who can look down at him calmly and listen to his repentance. All the human powers he possesses, once extremely powerful, seem so fragile before God, and it is not worth mentioning.

At this moment, whether he is the master of the Gods, the believers under the altar, the four girls who are still tied around him, or the plants, ants, and soil in the woods, they are all as humble and insignificant in front of the brilliant figure in the sky.

This kind of insignificant feeling, like a soldering iron, left an indelible mark deep in Digsset's heart.

After a while, after saying all his sins, he exhaled a long breath and lay on the ground: "My mercy God, I beg you to accept my humble confession..."
Chapter completed!