Chapter 572

The priest of Mithra church yelled: "heretic, you can kill me, but please let go of these innocent women. They are old people and ignorant girls. Please forgive them and give them a chance to change their ways."

Lu Zhengkang is a very upright person, very correct, very straight, his principles are also very modern, very open-minded.

Men and women are equal.

As the old saying goes, it's the same to kill men and women, not to mention the simple game NPC

Lu Zhengkang doesn't care whether it's men or women who die in his own hands. What he worries about is Su Xiangli's feelings.

The internal examiner's live game is observed by the real monitor. The virtual entertainment office outside can get the video of the third person game, and the researchers will extract the key clips as reference materials.

When my little girlfriend sees that she's killing a woman, will she dislike him? Lu Zhengkang is a man who does everything without leaking. He should think of a way out before he does something bad.

Lu Zhengkang pondered for a while and thought: when he explained to Su Su at that time, he would say that it's not that he doesn't care about women, but that he can't show compassion for the aborigines by playing games. Otherwise, if the virtual consciousness immersion index is high, he would have to have a few hours of tea with the counselor.

After thinking about the excuse to fool his girlfriend, Lu Zhengkang was in a good mood. He waved his hand and said to priest Norton, "kill them all. Burn your heart and brain."

"Your will, crown."

Reverend Norton waved to the Knights. They picked up their swords, pulled nuns to the pillar of burning soul, cut off their heads, opened their chests and abdomen, and cut out their hearts. In the square column, the flame is blazing, and the material is sent in from the input port of the middle section. In an instant, the fire burns all the flesh and blood, and the faint blue smoke rises. On the surface of the square column, there are ferocious pale light lines, and the faces of despair and silent roar.

Such a scene scared the numb audience of Yushou town.

the pagans, who were slaughtered, were frightened and shouted, struggling on the ground, tied up like an insect, but they were twisting around in their lives. The priest closed his eyes and read aloud the blessing of MI tra *.

"The earth is empty and chaotic; the surface of the abyss is dark; the spirit of God runs on the water. We are reborn through the living and enduring word of God. Once upon a time we were those who sat in the land of darkness and the shadow of death, but the light found us. Only light comes first to light us up and show us who we are in the dark, then we can get out of the dark and turn to God. Light is not only the source of all life, but also the source of truth and joy Faith and love, suffering today, will be born again tomorrow in the kingdom of the Lord!

"Namo, ranadaya, namo, bagawad, midoronaya, tathagataya, ahad, samzan, sambudaya..."

Lu Zhengkang shook his head when he heard that in order to explore the pre hidden conditions of alchemy, Hua Wuxing learned a lot of metaphysical knowledge, so he had a good understanding of theology. At his level, it was no problem to be a professor and scholar in University.

The God Mithra in the priest's mouth is nothing more than a suture monster. It is the product of the combination of Mithra, God, Medora, and even Maitreya in the real earth religion. It is a standard four dissimilarity.

In the history of the earth, Mithraism was a secret religion originated from primitive society and flourished in the first to the fifth century AD. it was mainly spread in Rome. Mithraism was the God of the sun and the God of contract. It was widely believed by Roman soldiers and excluded the participation of women. Their shrine was the sun cave, mostly the lightless basement. The most important festival of Mithraism is December 25, the Roman winter solstice, which has the shortest day. After the winter solstice, the sunshine time is getting longer and longer, representing the rebirth of the sun. Later, this festival was also recognized as the birthday of Jesus.

This Mithra God in the game of three worlds, a large part of its classic is copied from the Bible, but also added Buddhist elements, giving Mithra the mission of transcending the dead and dying. The mantra recited by the priest is the Mithra version of Maitreya's long mantra, and it is in Sanskrit.

The style of Mithraism church here is very primitive. Its shape is similar to the public toilets in the early 21st century, with triangular roofs, low brick houses and bell towers with Gothic style. It is tall and thin, with Mithra mythology carved on the outer wall. In addition, it is similar to Christianity in terms of rituals and clergy.

Religion is by no means a good thing, but it's a good thing to use to cajole the aborigines. Lu Zhengkang is not su Xiangli. The little girl still insists on the good doctrine of Feimian religion, and hopes that one day the aborigines will be bathed in the glory of science and red faith, but he doesn't think much about it.

A game is a game. If you want to relax your body and mind, it's a way to play. But if you want to pass without saving your life, the test is skill.

Indigenous people are essential resources, and resources should be squeezed by all means.

At this stage, with the development of religion and magic science, we can directly brainwash, just like the steel seal of thought in reality.

In contrast, Lu Zhengkang prefers the planet where he is now. His strength level is low, and he is a good development site. The environment of Mengqi island is too wonderful, so his subjective feeling is not right. Even the sky creatures like Tingyu have come out, and there must be some high-level existence buried deep in his history, which is suitable for making a medium-term map.When the Pope of flying face came back from thinking, all the heretics had been slaughtered, that is, they got a number of soul filled black soul stones, which are hard currency in the magic world and the first fund for the development of magic Science in the future.

At the present stage, the combat effectiveness of the army is still too backward. Although it can dominate in the cold weapon era, Lu Zhengkang, who has watched the modern war, naturally dislikes the equipment of his own team.

Originally, he intended to make gunpowder, but for one thing, time is short, and for another, after the enchantment knowledge is washed out, the magic alchemy equipment can eliminate the primary gunpowder weapons immediately, and the role of gunpowder is not even competent for transition.

After killing the infidels, Lu Zhengkang asked the religious guards to select healthy young people from the civilians in Yushou town to join the capture team. This time, the battle plan was completed, and it was time to return.

Baron Gary looks at the desolate territory after the war. On the horizon, the blue guards are drifting away like an ice river in the midday sun. His heart is wrapped by a strong fear and anger. However, a defeated Lord is not dignified. Even if he asks for help from his own Lord, that is, Archduke Taman, he will only be ridiculed .

Lost, lost to the core.

The tax official, with a bruised face and a defective left ear, limped up to the Baron and said, "my Lord, what should I do next?"

"Pacify my people, and then demolish the Mithra church on the east hill and build a new flying face church. Send a messenger to follow the blue ones Knights. From today on, pengting county is the parish of Feimian sect. "