Chapter 9: The Man Who Sealed God's Power!
They all let out a loud cry and turned to run, they didn't want to be touched by the power of the plague god at all, if they were touched, they might contract diseases like smallpox, plague, and AIDS!
He ran out for dozens of steps, and a very righteous person turned his head to look at Billy, only to see Billy standing in place foolishly stunned, and couldn't help but shout: "Billy brother, what are you still standing there stupidly? Oda-sama has already summoned the divine power, and the three rotten souls will bring disaster and plague, run quickly!"
"Get back here, all of you!" Billy's strength seemed to be drained in an instant. He pointed at Oda Nobunaga and said with a mixture of tears and laughter: "The man is done for, what's the point of running!!"
Everyone came back to their senses and saw that Oda Kiyoshi's summoning ritual had been completed. A faint, dark blue light descended from the sky and entered the testing room, probably imbuing it into Sanfu's soul. However, Oda Kiyoshi looked like he had seen a ghost, his head thrown back as he stared at the sky and muttered to himself: "Great Plague God, your divine power has been bestowed upon Sanfu's soul... but why did Sanfu still lose?!"
"Yue Huan Di, defeated the divine power man!"
Oda's mouth corners suddenly hooked up a desolate smile, and he fell to the ground with a thud. "I lost, I was defeated, it's not unjust!"
He didn't die, but at this time Ye Huan had already made the San Fu's soul fall into eternal sleep, and a part of Oda Kiyoshi's subconscious mind suddenly lost its function. Even if he wasn't dead, he was now a standard vegetable person.
A moment later, Ye Huan walked out of the testing room. His footsteps were a bit unsteady and his clothes were drenched in sweat, but the relief of having narrowly escaped death still lingered on his lips. San Ri Yue Zong was also carefully carried on his shoulder.
Whether it's the imperial law, religious canons, or Oda Nobukatsu's Bushido spirit, all loudly declare that Ye Huan has won this famous sword in a fair duel and is qualified to take it!
At this time, Ye Huan didn't know that Oda Kiyoshi had invited the power of the plague god. He was still thinking in his heart that Oda Kiyoshi's identity was extraordinary and that the fact that he had been hypnotized by himself must not be exposed. What method should be used to make these witnesses, including Billy, shut up?
Don't bother him with it anymore!
"Huan, Brother Huan!" Billy greeted awkwardly, slowly backing away step by step. More than a dozen others also retreated slowly under his lead, wanting to leave quickly but fearing to provoke Ye Huan, their foreheads beading with cold sweat as they anxiously hesitated.
Good heavens, Oda Kiyoshi has already summoned divine power, and the soul of Sanfu has also granted the power of the plague god. However, the power of the gods was still settled by Ye Huan in just a few minutes... Has Brother Huan's power recovered? Has he once again become that unparalleled genius who single-handedly defeated the fourteen heavenly kings, the Eastern Forest Star?
Time was so long, the journey was so far away, Billi only felt that it had been a century, and finally arrived at the gate of the arena more than 100 meters away from Yehuan. He took a look at Yehuan who didn't seem to stop him, he let out a loud roar, "Brothers, those who don't want to die, run for your lives!"
"What's there to be afraid of?"
Ye Huan couldn't understand, he had only defeated a small mother soul, why were they so terrified? Mother souls were the weakest link in the soul power system, and he, a useless person, had defeated one, it was exaggerated to say the least, but it wasn't like they had seen a ghost or anything!
What's even more incredible is that, gulu, gulu, just as Bili and the others were fleeing in a state of utter despair, Ye Huan once again heard that wonderful sound of flesh and blood surging behind him, like a withered seedling after a spring rain, growing at an insane speed, and in just a few dozen seconds, the small meat package on his back burst open, revealing a small angelic wing!
What's going on?
He hypnotized the three rotten souls, turning a divine knight into a vegetable, which was quite a feat, but the onlookers were just Billy and his dozen or so hoodlum friends - according to the first law of showing off, how could the shock of just over a dozen hoodlums bring about such great progress for himself?
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Although it's said that one shouldn't pursue a defeated enemy, Ye Huan still worried that Billy and the others would leak out what had just happened, so they chased them all the way to three or four miles outside of school. But when they lifted their heads to look, Billy and the others had actually run into the vast mountains, where ferocious beasts roamed and traps were everywhere. After inquiring with the surrounding hunters, it seemed that the chances of Billy and the others returning alive were less than thirty percent!
The witness was gone, and Ye Huan finally felt completely at ease.
When he returned to his dormitory, it was probably around one or two o'clock in the morning. Yehuan took off his clothes and looked at himself in the mirror, and the Wind Wing indeed looked different.
Tonight, before the wind wing was only a baby fist-sized small meat package, the warm current provided was only one little thumb thick, but after hatching, he had broken out of his shell and grown to be as big as a small chicken's wing, although the feathers on top were not yet fully grown, Ye Huan clearly felt a light and agile power on it, waving her hand, the speed increased by more than double, and the power also greatly improved with the help of speed.
Measure with a ruler, the current length of Feng Zhīyì is fifteen centimeters.
According to religious scriptures, the length of an angel's wings is generally twelve meters, so the length has also become a standard for measuring Ye Huan's progress - just one night and it grew by fifteen centimeters, what a tremendous feat for Suiminori Taro!
"Great job, brother!"
In the midst of unparalleled joy, Ye Huan was still a bit worried. He walked out of the dormitory again to confirm that Billy and others had not returned, only then did he put aside the matter of putting Toda Kiyoshi to sleep.
Next, he mobilized the power of the Wind Wing to replenish his physical strength while moving out all the religious theory textbooks from under the bed, especially "The Heavenly Father's Discourse", "The Guardian Angel's Combat Art" and other books related to heavyweight gods.
Under the dim light, he imitated the tone of these books and began writing on a large stack of white paper.
Ye Huan came to help that person preach, so what is called preaching?
In Yehuan's view, so-called religion and proselytizing are nothing more than making a promise: believe in me and you will greatly benefit, disobey me and you will be punished! To put it more bluntly, it is to give people a good thing, let them believe that only by believing in you and following you can they get this good thing.
If you don't believe it, just look at Buddhism. The benefits they promised are that by relying on me Buddha, one can transcend the sufferings of the mundane world and go to the Western Paradise.
Like Catholics, they preach that humans are born with original sin and only by believing in the Lord can they be saved on the coming Judgment Day.
Ye Huan is now writing about building such a benefit - or in other words, establishing the core doctrine of his religion!
With theoretical basis, can preach, right?
To be honest, with Ye Huan's academic level in theology, which even lost his graduation certificate, he would not be able to write a decent religious theory in his lifetime. However, thanks to the protection of Brother Dan, he possessed a religious fanatic and inherited some religious knowledge from another Ye Huan's brain. Tianfu Church also gave him a theoretical platform to play with, so after thinking for just a few minutes, Ye Huan wrote out such a passage:
"At the time of the great calamity, the sky was dark and the earth was fiery red. The evil flames from the abyss came to burn everything in the world... Heavenly Father Eimac walked through the flames, saving all good souls. And right behind Heavenly Father, a similarly great and loving angel followed, that is, Dangge!"
On the one hand, Ye Huan still sighed with some self-doubt... Alas, relying on this set of nonsense, can it really deceive several billion believers and establish the world's largest religion?
At the same time, in the arena, a shocking wave has unfolded.
"Who?"
At 4:00 in the morning, several staff members walked into the arena, tidying up the teaching tools to be used later and saw Oda Kiyoshi sleeping near the testing room - Ye Huan was already having trouble walking on his own, let alone moving him somewhere else. Besides, a vegetable, is it necessary to move and silence him?
"Heavenly Father above, isn't this young master Oda? What is he doing sleeping in a place like this?"
One of the school staff recognized Oda Kiyoshi and was about to wake him up, but before he could do so, another staff member grabbed his arm with a pale face, and with a trembling hand pointed - following the direction of his finger, they saw Oda Kiyoshi sitting in the traditional Japanese seiza position, with a streak of fresh blood at the corner of his mouth, and a strip of cloth wrapped tightly around his forehead, so tight that half of his small face had turned a purplish color like an ogre.
What's even more frightening is that not far away, Oda Kiyoshi's three rotten souls are in the testing room, maintaining almost the same posture, and no matter what, they can't be awakened. Moreover, the famous sword Sangetsu Kokoro, given to him by the principal, has mysteriously disappeared!
The teachers all vaguely felt a thread of unease...
After a long time, someone suddenly shouted loudly, "Keep the scene as it is! No one is allowed to move before the principal arrives!"