Chapter 499 The Prophetic Society

Although the old man still didn't know why the gods specifically asked him to investigate this mortal group, he still did it diligently.

Prophetic meeting.

A mortal group that suddenly emerged ten years ago.

It is a human organization with a population of about 20,000, with members from different ethnic groups and no national tendencies.

"It's just that unlike other well-known mortal groups, they have not received the support of gods... At least on the surface, they do not admit that they have received any assistance from any gods."

Although the Prophet would claim so,...

The old man grinned, as if sneering, and said:

"It's just that their lies were not believed by anyone."

Yes, no one will believe it.

Just looking back at all the results achieved by the Prophets and the deeds they created during this ten-year period, no one would believe it.

God loves the world?

"quick!!!"

Now, is it time to take action?

"...My Lord, does the church need to punish the Prophet?"

Buzz——

laugh!

puff!

Blood flowed out of the eyes, gathered into bloody tears, and fell to the ground.

The old man stood up tremblingly, saluted reluctantly towards the still empty wall, then turned and left.

This is not to speculate on the will of the gods, but a bishop providing the gods with an excuse to speak at the right time.

Miracles belong only to gods!

And just before He left, an incompatible voice suddenly sounded in the silent chamber:

Before figuring out the true identity of the deity behind it, as long as the Prophetic Society has not violated their fundamental interests, most churches will choose to let the Prophetic Society continue to develop.

Therefore, in the general understanding of the Church of Gods, the Prophetic Society is actually a special force secretly guided by a certain God who does not want to show his face.

It can never be created by mortals.

"grown ups……"

As for the omniscient prophet they say, he is actually a chosen one who is favored by the gods. Although rare, it is not impossible to see.

No, those beautiful emotions never appeared in it.

"I said..."

"Uuuu...the Lord has not abandoned you, no."

There was only coldness and indifference in those eyes.

It is simply impossible for a mere mortal to achieve those miracles!

Absolutely impossible.

"Are you addicted? Don't get too involved in the drama! Pay attention, be careful you really become... tsk."

My wisdom teeth were broken and I had to have them extracted.

How to know? Oracle.

The waiter wanted to say something, but the old man raised his hand to stop him.

How to survive? Oracle.

He...he smiled and said softly:

"Alice, Your Majesty."

"...I understand!"

As long as the gods are placed in it, everything that is unreasonable will become reasonable.

Sure enough, just as the old man expected, only a second later the gentle voice of the god sounded in his ears again.

He knelt on the ground, gently pressed his forehead to the ground, and spoke humbly:

"Please give me your instructions."

If this guy had been willing, he would have become a god ten years ago...

He is obviously a bad guy with a dark heart!

I feel like I've been in Mercury retrograde lately and everything is going wrong.

Look, that’s right!

"Ah!! Ah!!! I can't hear you! I don't know what you are talking about-"

Raising his head tremblingly, the old man looked towards the sky and said excitedly and incoherently:

"I heard it...Father, I heard it."

The Prophets also participated in the jihad between the two kingdoms, successfully rescued five cities that were about to be massacred, and led the victims to escape from the battlefield.

…

The so-called prophet is just a clown who deceives the world and steals his reputation.

At least, He is not the benevolent god that the old man imagined.

The only thing that changed was the empty wall in the eyes of the old man.

The total cost of tooth extraction here was nearly 1,800 yuan.

Different gods and churches are checking and balancing each other, and no one is willing to be the one to take action first.

The number of new subscriptions the day before yesterday was the lowest in history, just over 300.

From beginning to end, the old man never realized that the wall in front of him was not actually blank, but had a pale golden human-shaped shadow.

Although he heard the answer from the gods, the old man was not the one favored by the gods after all, and his old and decaying body had reached the edge of collapse.

And now that I have had my teeth extracted, I can’t eat anything during the Chinese New Year.

Seemingly sensing the believer's crisis, the god neither sad nor happy issued an order:

【Leave.】

He even led tens of thousands of mortals through the Desert of Death, and finally hid in it for a year, returning again when everyone thought they died there.

The Prophet's Society was once hunted by teams sent by three divine churches, but managed to escape at the cost of only one-tenth of its personnel, and would annihilate all three teams in the future.

Then, the old man fainted from the extreme excitement and fell into the arms of the messenger who hurriedly opened his arms.

The eyes that had always remained indifferent now completely changed their appearance, full of warm smiles.

Like a child, smiling reassuringly.

"Thank you for your tolerance, then I...resign."

Even the old man's father is a favored person of God. Only with his inherited ability can he hear the voice of God and become the only archbishop in this city.

If there was no divine guidance behind them, could those miracles really be created by themselves?

impossible.

After being lifted up, the old man showed a faint smile even in his coma.

【Go and continue your mission.】

What's wrong with me caring about him? Why should I care about him?

The more you talk and do, the more information you expose.

But I still wrote today’s four thousand words.

His grandma made a mistake!

During these ten years, the Prophetic Society created events that could be called miracles.

How to escape? Oracle.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he finally left the room and saw the waiter waiting outside the door.

Likewise, he didn't notice the emotion contained in the shadow's eyes when he spoke.

Wanting to raise his head to look at the gods, the old man felt a little uneasy in his heart.

However, the reason for allowing the prophet to develop to this day is very simple.

And now that the anesthetic has worn off, I'm starting to experience severe pain.
To be continued...