I Created the Salvation Organization

Simply looked at it.

These seem to be the simplest fishermen. Although they have traces of psychic power and are strong and strong, they should not be considered extraordinary... Wait!

Warren suddenly noticed the fish that these smiling fishermen were dragging behind their backs. They were carried on their backs in huge net bags, weighing at least a thousand kilograms, and some of them were fish that could be recognized as extraordinary creatures at a glance.

When will ordinary fishermen become so powerful?

Warren narrowed his eyes slightly and strode over.

"Old man." He spoke directly to one of the gray-haired but still muscular fishermen, and said in a joking tone, "The harvest is good."

"Outsiders from the island?" The fisherman, who was smiling brightly just a second ago, looked at Warren, but his smile suddenly subsided a lot and became a little cold. "They are all gifts from the gods of the four elephants."

Naturally, it was impossible for Warren to fail to notice this change in attitude.

After observing the expressions of other people from the corner of his eye, Warren quickly determined that there was indeed a problem in this place.

the reason is simple.

Mrs. Berkeley said that this is an island country that has nothing to do with the world, and it is a very good place.

Being able to get such an evaluation from this lady's mouth means that this is indeed the case here, and this is why Warren approached an older person, but the attitude of the other party is not "good" at all. close.

"Actually, I came here for the great God of Four Elephants." The smile on Warren's face did not disappear because of the change in the other party's attitude. Instead, he said kindly and yearningly, "Even in the island In addition, I have also heard about the greatness of the Four Elephant Gods, so with reverence, I want to join the Four Elephant God Sect and bathe in the glory of the Four Elephant Gods. I don’t know where I should go Looking for a way?"

A demon hunter seeks a powerful inheritance with all kinds of enemies as his hunting targets. What he needs is not only strong strength and will, but also a variety of skills.

Communication skills are one of them.

From Warren’s experience, when facing someone with faith, showing longing and admiration for the other’s faith is the only way to get closer.

But unexpectedly, this "trick" failed at this moment.

Even though he has clearly expressed the attitude of "wanting to join the religion", the expressions of these people in front of him,

Still not much has changed.

"If you want to teach, you can do it now."

"Now?" Warren froze for a moment.

"Don't make a mistake." The gray-haired fisherman's tone suddenly became more and more forceful, "The god of the four elephants is completely different from the so-called gods in the rest of the population. The Lord is the heaven and the earth and all things. As long as With faith in the Lord in my heart, no matter where I am, I can bathe in the glory of the Lord and obtain the grace of the Lord.”

"That's great." Warren said happily.

But the vigilance in my heart was raised at this moment.

He has not forgotten the nature behind this church.

The power of the evil god is really too weird.

Anything related to evil gods is like walking on the edge of an abyss when you touch it, and you will completely degenerate if you don't pay attention.

However, after careful consideration, Warren decided to collect more information.

There was no change on his surface, and he said happily, "What am I going to do?"

"Learn, and then understand." The old fisherman replied, and then let go of the corner of the fishing net he was carrying, and the rest of the people left directly carrying the fishing net.

It seems that he intends to preach here.

But the vigilance in Warren's heart has reached the highest level.

He clearly knew that he was approaching the abyss.

But even so...

Being an enemy of the evil god was originally such an extreme danger.

"Is it all right to just study?" He looked at the backs of the other fishermen leaving, and said suddenly, "But, is it okay for them to leave like this? It's okay for the elderly to do their own things first."

"Spreading the glory of the Lord is our only responsibility." The expression on the old fisherman's face became more and more disgusted, and it has reached the point where he can't hide it. "As long as there are lost souls who are willing to bathe in the glory of the Lord, any believer in the Lord will Can't say no."

Reluctant, but can't refuse?

Warren almost understood why the old fisherman had such an expression.

This is because he feels that he has delayed his affairs, but is hindered by the so-called responsibility.

"You seem to be very busy, old man." Warren said tentatively, "Or, I'll go look for the rest of the people?"

"The Lord has led you to me, do you want to go against the will of the Lord?" The old fisherman suddenly grabbed Warren's palm, his voice became cold.

"..."

Sure enough, he didn't have the right to refuse.

If you leave by force...

"The Lord was born from the chaos. The first thing that appeared was the ubiquitous 'wind'. Since then, it has broken away from absolute stillness and flowed, and everything has changed because of it..." The old fisherman didn't care at all. Warren's reaction began to be described on his own.

Warren wanted to stop it, but when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly froze.

It's a weird yet familiar feeling.

Obviously the body is still under control, and the thinking is still normal, but it can prevent the other party's cognition, but it is rapidly weakening, as if the abyss in front of him has suddenly become some kind of extremely beautiful existence.

The abyss is still the abyss, what has changed is human cognition.

"Therefore, if you want to pursue the path of the Lord, you must also start from the wind of the four elephants, and read after me—" The old fisherman's words after this were not any language that Warren knew, and he even suspected that it was not a language at all. language.

However, the moment he uttered the sound, he understood it.

understand the meaning of these words.

It was telling of the birth of the Lord, and singing of the power of the wind.

Even when he realized this, he suddenly found out in horror that he had already begun to chant along involuntarily.

Not only that.

The old fisherman's wrist began to twist abnormally, as if turning his entire arm into wind patterns, simulating the gesture of the wind, combined with the meaning in the chanting language, Warren clearly understood that this was The ripples simulating the birth moment of "God" are called "First Wind", which will make people lose the eternal "stillness" and move closer to "God".

Likewise, when he realized this, Warren had noticed that his arms were dancing along with it.

He could even hear the cracking of the bones in his arm.

But I didn't feel any external force, no pain.

There is only a kind of ripple like the wind, constantly surging in his arms, and gradually spread to the whole body.

He seemed to catch the wind.