The pope was lying on the ground, dying.

The Pope grabbed the stone floor with both hands and said sternly: "Why? Why do you have so many followers!"

"Gods feed on all living beings. After you die, ask the gods. If they don't eat you, maybe you will know the answer." Wu Xiaode said.

He thought for a second and sighed: "Well, I'm a soft-hearted person, so I'll just tell you the answer."

He turned the scepter in his hand at will, lowered his voice, and said in a tone of telling a secret:

"As for me, the God who promises to feed you—"

"As soon as it heard that it had something to eat, it lent me the power of the scepter without hesitation."

The Pope stared at him with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief.

Wu Xiaode's expression suddenly turned cold.

"Let's get down to business."

He raised the scepter and hung it over the Pope's head and said: "You have sacrificed countless people to the ladder to heaven, but you must have never known what it feels like."

A burst of red light emitted from the scepter.

There was a tremor in the ground.

The pope's face changed drastically, he spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "Kill me!"

"Do your part for the coming of God, Pope, isn't this your belief?" Wu Xiaode said.

The words have not yet fallen.

Long black hands stretched out from the ground.

They grabbed hold of the Pope's limbs and torso and immediately dragged him underground.

"Kill me! Wu Xiaode, I beg you once, I don't want to be part of the ladder!"

The Pope shouted hysterically.

Wu Xiaode leaned down and whispered in his ear: "Think about those people who were sacrificed by you."

"I know I was wrong, I know! Don't sacrifice me to the ladder to heaven - that's not what life should bear!"

The pope gasped: "You can't be like our holy religion, Wu Xiaode, then what's the difference between you and me!"

Wu Xiaode squatted in front of him, patted his shoulder with understanding and said:

"Those of us who live on the streets are generally timid and afraid of getting into trouble, but when we really decide to fight, we will fight until you die."

"There was a massacre of a village before, and an entire hospital was killed later. If I don't kill you, you will feel uncomfortable."

He sighed and continued talking:

"So I won't spare you, please forgive me."

"As compensation, I'm going to tell you something -"

"I will destroy your country today."

"The grudge between you and me has been wiped out."

"The green mountains will not change, the green waters will always flow, and we will see you again in the world."

Dense black hands stretched out, grabbed the Pope, and dragged him deep underground amidst his desperate roar.

The pope's voice gradually disappeared.

A few breaths have passed.

The surroundings returned to silence.

Wu Xiaode was still staring at the soft soil on the ground in trance.

One after another, bishops, cardinals, and patriarchs emerged from the darkness.

They stood in a circle around Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode did not raise his head, but just said: "Go, kill the people around you, and then mobilize them to kill the people around you, and keep killing until all the believers are killed."

"yes."

Everyone responded and walked into the darkness.

The white tiger appeared quietly.

"I know all the experiences of the ghosts, so I have something to remind you." It said.

"What?" Wu Xiaode said.

"There are too many believers, spread all over the country. Even Fuxi has many hidden believers. I'm afraid I won't be able to kill them all in one night." Bai Hu said.

"Find someone who can talk things over." Wu Xiaode said.

A patriarch emerged from the darkness and stood before him.

"The time is now 2:15 in the morning, can we still hold a press conference?" Wu Xiaode said.

"No problem, what news do you want to announce?" the Patriarch asked.

"According to the Pope's last words, he said that he had received an oracle and asked all believers to express their loyalty."

"The general content is——"

"Go and die yourself. If you do this, you will be a loyal believer in God;"

"If you can't do it, your personal beliefs are not firm and you are deemed unqualified to become a member of the Holy Religion. Your status as a member of the Holy Religion will be revoked immediately, you will withdraw from the Holy Religion, and you will be an enemy of the Holy Religion from now on."

"That's basically what it means. As for how to say it specifically and how to express it, you guys are probably better at deceiving me than I am."

"There must be a resolution at dawn."

"Yes." said the Patriarch.

"Just do it." Wu Xiaode said.

The Patriarch retreated into the darkness and quietly disappeared.

White Tiger listened silently, then licked his paws and said, "My merit is almost here."

"I guess we will have to kill for a while," Wu Xiaode said.

"There will be no new twists and turns in this matter. I already feel that merit will befall you and me." Bai Hu said.

As soon as it finished speaking, the Book of the Dead was opened.

Lines of small words in ice crystals appear on the page:

"The commission is about to be completed."

"You paid 1 point of merit."

"The white tiger did not accept your soul power because it has gained a lot of merit and decided that your soul power is not worth collecting anymore."

"You receive the merit it allocates to you."

"Current remaining merit: 5."

Wu Xiaode looked at Bai Hu.

Bai Hu narrowed his eyes with satisfaction and whispered: "This commission is really a good deal."
Chapter completed!