One Piece: My Villain Identity Has Been Exposed

Seeing that the church is about to fall into a tense atmosphere.

Sherlock's hand accidentally touched the idol.

The idol gave off an orange light, which illuminates the entire church.

"The favored person, it is the favored person who has appeared!"

"The favored man in the prophecy is here."

The people in the church were all crawling on the ground, including the missionary Willie Pope and the great nun Bueno.

"You are the favored one of Phoenix! Your favored man, please help us."

Willie Pope put his head on the ground and said piously.

Sherlock frowned, and he looked at Pipicia suspiciously.

Pipicia kissed her lips upwards, and explained in a low voice in Sherlock's ear:

"You are the person chosen by the abyss, and Phoenix is ​​actually the demon of the abyss. It is normal for you to resonate with its idol."

"Phoenix is ​​the demon of the abyss? Isn't it the god of the phoenix?"

Sherlock asked suspiciously.

"Gods and demons are sometimes just synonymous with power. Human beings are weak and worship powerful beings. When you are strong enough, you can also touch the realm of gods."

Pipicia raised her eyebrows and explained.

Sherlock nodded all thoughts. He looked at the missionary Willie Pope and the Great Sister Bueno, and said:

"Can someone explain what this is like?"

Bueno raised his head and said:

"The prophecy says that one day, God's favored ones will come out and rescue us."

She looked sideways at Willie Pope, and Willie Pope nodded her head.

"Stand up first."

Sherlock is still not used to so many people worshiping himself, after all, he has no emperor plot and no religious beliefs.

Willie Pope and others stood up, made an invitation, and asked Sherlock to go to the main classroom.

"Laublan, you are waiting here."

Only halfway through Bueno's speech, Sherlock only brought Pipicia with him, leaving Heling, Sir Crocodile and others to wait in the church lobby.

Willie Pope doesn't mind having pets, but he cares more about the pagan Heling.

Sherlock followed Willie Pope to the main classroom and saw a gray-haired old man.

The old man’s hair has dropped to the floor. He sits quietly on a red leather armchair, his skin is like tree bark, his sunken eyes are muddy, deep dark circles and well-organized wrinkles all over his cheeks. The yellow-brown Madara point seems to have been baptized for centuries.

His state is incompatible with the entire phoenix capital, completely unlike a person who has attained immortality.

Of course, the so-called immortality is also recorded in the ancient books that Sherlock heard from Kom, and it does not necessarily exist.

"This is our leader, Lord Bells."

Willie Pope introduced, waiting for Bueno to also enter the main classroom, close the door, and stand beside Bells.

Bueno poured a cup of black tea for Bells and Sherlock, and stood behind the bishop.

Sherlock picked up the black tea and let out a sigh of relief.

"My favored one, I have been waiting for you for many years. As for how many years, I can't remember. As you can see, my soul is already old, but I have never been liberated."

Bells said slowly, his voice as if he had been repeatedly polished by time, vicissitudes and deep.

Sherlock asked slowly:

"What do you need me to do?"

"The great prophecy tells us that one day the favored one of Phoenix will appear and lift our curse, so that we can live like normal people."

A gleam of light appeared in the turbid eyes of the leader Bells.

Pipicia jumped onto the mahogany table in front of Bells, picked up the tea he hadn't drunk, and drank it.

Bueno frowned, and the bishop poured a cup of black tea again.

"Curse? Doesn't it mean that the capital of the phoenix has only blessings and no curse?"

Sherlock wondered.

Bells stretched out his hand and touched his teacup, his eyes were already blind.

"The people of the world yearn for the island of twilight. They think this is the island where dreams can be realized, the peaceful Garden of Eden, where you can stay with your favorite people, get the most wealth, endless food, and endless beauty. Live forever, live in the best time."

Bells said slowly,

"This is indeed a blessing, but it is also a curse."

"We can't leave this island in our entire life. Once we make a contract with God, we can only stay on this island."

There was sadness in Willie Pope’s eyes,

"This not only affects us in spreading the doctrine of God, but also endangers the lives of our younger generation."

"More and more people yearn for the outside world, but they are still unable to go out. Those who can go out have become demons and can only live in fruits, and these fruits will eventually be eaten by humans. This is not What is the curse?"

Bells frowned, talking about the fate of the people of Phoenix that he had seen with the power of prophecy.

This is how Devil Fruit came... Sherlock was stunned. Is every Devil Fruit a Phoenix City person?

"We are living in a lie. Everyone is addicted to it and cannot see the truth. After seeing the truth, we will find that the new god Phoenix is ​​so cruel to us. Of course, God has left us a little bit of life. , Is the great favored one."

Bells said.

"New God?"

Is there an old god?

Sherlock looked at Bells, who continued:

"Originally, we believed in the ancestor of the phoenix. After the death of the ancestor, Phoenix inherited everything from the phoenix and became our new god."

"The powerful Phoenix advocates equivalent exchange. If you want to achieve immortality, you must give freedom, and if you want to achieve your desire, you must accept falsehood."

"This secret is unknown to the people of Phoenix. It has been buried in my heart for a long time, and I can finally tell it."

Bells let out a sigh of relief and continued.

"Every time an outsider enters this city, a lot of fresh blood will be injected, but only a small part are outsiders themselves, and most of them are human beings condensed by the wishes of outsiders, including me and Willie Bo Pu, Bueno."

The person who wants to condense? !

The teacup in Sherlock's hand almost fell to the ground unsteadily, but fortunately, his eyes were quick and he caught the teacup steadily.

No wonder, no wonder he always feels that this city is not real, and always feels that Kemu and the people they most want to meet here are a kind of weird.

"However, if everyone enters here and can create new humans at any time, wouldn't this world collapse long ago?"

This is equivalent to the materialization of ideas in the brain, and the human brain is full of uncertainty, usually thinking of one thing or a person repeatedly.

Would it be possible to conceive two identical people at the same time, or a group of identical people?

Sherlock always felt that there was such a possibility.

"Only when you first arrive at the Trevi Fountain, your strongest desires will be fulfilled. It is not that you can get what you want at any time."

Bells explained.

Sherlock nodded slightly, recalling what he was thinking when he was in the Trevi Fountain. He seemed to be wondering if Houston would appear... No, no... Houston's appearance is not a wish, shouldn't it come true?

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