anger!

Sad!

Ning Feng's body exuded a sense of oppression that distorted the atmosphere.

The coldness in the church was forcibly driven away, and it was filled with hot anger.

There were no tears, but the burning red eyes were filled with unquenchable anger.

Looking at the pastor, Ning Feng was roaring silently with his eyes!

He is roaring.

He is accusing the gods of injustice.

Cursing the gods to sleep forever!

Obviously compared to the priest, Ning Feng's strength was so weak, but his anger filled the huge gap.

At this moment, Ning Feng's momentum suppressed the priest!

He questioned the pastor:

"Have you ever thought about what we believers are to the gods!?"

"Believers are the lambs of God? Pastors are servants who shepherd believers for God? But do they really care what we think?"

Gradually, Ning Feng not only thought of the remaining angel during the performance, but also thought of Li Tiandu.

Thinking of that traitorous relative.

Yes, it was indeed Ning Feng who cut off his adoptive father's head.

But are they the only ones who led all this to that?

What about the god who tempted Li Tiandu to fall?

Until the end, until he was completely destroyed, he didn't take any action. What did the great being who watched him do?

He did nothing.

Just watch.

Watching mortals fight and struggle.

Watch them raise their swords to each other among their loved ones.

Does He care about the feelings of believers?

Raising his hand, Ning Feng grabbed the priest's front, and regardless of the smell and coldness on his body, he raised his head and leaned towards him.

An almost distorted voice was squeezed out of his throat, and he said word by word:

"The Lord doesn't care!"

Never cared.

"He no longer answers our prayers and no longer cares for us believers..."

"Give up your illusions! We have been discarded as scraps."

"We did not betray the Lord, it was the Lord who betrayed us."

The angry and crazy voices gradually dissipated, and the room became quiet again, but some things could not be changed back to the past.

The atmosphere in the room has been completely changed.

The right to speak has been firmly held by Ning Feng!

"You asked me if I have faith?"

Ning Feng was not crying, but anyone could feel the unspeakable pain in his eyes.

"I have no faith now."

"Do you accept this answer?"

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…

While others were fleeing in panic, Ning Feng's perspective seemed particularly... prominent.

It's so weird.

Except for some contestants who choose to remain hidden, the perspective here in Ningfeng is the most stable, but also the weirdest.

He is actually telling stories to the dead?

As Ning Feng's performance began, viewers gradually poured in to follow his live broadcast, and there were more and more barrages.

"Kiss me! Don't hesitate, just kiss me after you've been together for so long!"

"Damn it! Is it acting? Or is it real?"

"It must be an act. Look at how evil he smiled before! But I love him so much!"

"Why is his painting style always different from others? Can anyone tell me why?"

"When he was an ordinary person, he started killing wolves. When he became an awakened person, he started telling stories to monsters... Is he poisonous? Hahahaha."

"What a great actor! His acting skills are so superb that there is almost no trace of acting. Our company is very interested in signing him!"

"Just take a look, haven't you noticed that the priest is the strongest undead that has ever appeared? Does no one really care!?"

Although the power of the Undead Priest has only been revealed sporadically, viewers watching the live broadcast will be able to discover the special features of the other party.

Ning Feng was unable to detect how the other party appeared, but the audience was different. They clearly witnessed the entire process of the other party's appearance.

The moment Ning Feng turned around, a huge black shadow flowed out of the door like water, and finally stopped at his window.

The whole process was silent, not even a little noise or fluctuation was caused.

Powerful and extremely dangerous.

And faced with such an existence, it was too late for others to run away, so this guy actually took the initiative to run into someone else's lair?

You even grabbed someone’s clothes with your head during the performance!?

Boy, what a perverted way you play!

Are you really not afraid that the undead priest will slap you into pieces?

"He was running away from others and chasing after him, and his brains were almost knocked out. Here he is talking... about love?"

"There's something wrong with you. Why do you want to treat this priest as a target?"

"That's what I said, but the pastor didn't say it couldn't be a [target]. I always have to give it a try."

"You, calm down first! He has a new situation over there!"

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…

When the performance was almost over, Ning Feng let go of the priest's clothes that were deformed by his tight grip, and the emotions on his face quickly calmed down.

But instead of returning to the kindness that had always been on his face before, he turned into indifference.

Like a monster that has taken off its disguise, it reveals its most vicious self.

"It's just like what I said at the beginning...I don't want to have anything to do with things like gods and beliefs anymore."

With cold eyes, Ning Feng stared at the pastor and said coldly:

"I'm sorry, if you didn't come to me at that time, I wouldn't have said these words."

"Thank you for your hospitality tonight, but I think I am not the kind of believer you expected to develop..."

"I'm a bit rude tonight, so I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, Ning Feng turned around and strode towards the door.

After mastering the rhythm of the conversation, Ning Feng had no intention of further controlling the entire conversation.

He chose to take a step back first.

If you want to catch it, you will let it go.

The heartbeat, pace, and body movements have all been strictly adjusted to be exactly what they should be at this moment.

A gentleman who usually restrains his heart and hides his heart with a smile, but will explode at any time when his heart is touched by pain.

Although he appeared crazy on the outside, Ning Feng was really calm in his heart, and he even had the intention to review his actions just now.

"Is the performance a bit too hard? No... this level is probably just right."

The other party is a fanatical believer, so generally speaking, it is useless. This level of strong medicine should just make the other party calm down.

"Now, it depends on whether my guess is right or not."

Ning Feng did not believe that now that all the gods were sleeping, the faith of the priest who had not received any response would remain the same as before.

And can the undead priest in front of him be able to feel the special presence of gods?
To be continued...