"Sister Angelina, guess how Sister Wenwen will recruit new followers later?"
Xiaobai asked with a grin.
"According to what Wenwen just said, since she wants to love and tolerate everyone, and they are willing to join the church, it should be to attract them with benefits."
"Perhaps... she'll distribute some food? And showcase the happy life inside the walled city on the chat channel?"
Angelina replied foolishly.
She had directly taken over the Black-tailed Swallow Legion. Everyone there shared the same goal of ending the apocalypse, so mutual support was far more common than cutting bait to survive.
It could be said that the Black-tailed Swallow Legion was a relatively rare pure land in the apocalypse, where deception was not common.
"Mo Ran, what do you think?"
Xiaobai asked Mo Ran mischievously again.
"If it were up to me, we'd just eat the leader, and the rest would obediently listen!"
"Spiders are like that anyway, but humans... I'm not too sure!"
Mo Ran licked his lips and said.
"Hehe, Mo Ran is half right, and Sister Angelina is completely wrong!"
Xiaobai said proudly.
She was the only one present who had seen Zhang Wenwen convert followers.
What love, what tolerance... those were things that came after submission. As for before submission... enticement with benefits? Well... does the grace of not killing count?!
*Bang!*
Before Xiaobai could reveal the answer, the High Priest, spitting blood, was sent flying to the side.
Zhang Wenwen looked at the High Priest with a half-smile and said,
"I'll give you another chance. I'll count to ten, and you'll pray to your god for protection!"
"If after ten counts, your god doesn't appear... or rather, if they never appeared at all..."
"Then you'll have to pay the price for your lies!"
Zhang Wenwen's skills leaned towards luck, so her combat was not filled with flashy moves.
It was basically just basic energy attacks and basic physical attacks. Looking at the book, however, her luck could greatly enhance her critical hits, fatal luck, luck-based dodges, and so on.
At the same time, misfortune could greatly increase the opponent's attack misses, movement errors, and so on, while reducing their critical hit and blind attack hit rates.
The High Priest's strength was originally quite good. He had been continuously absorbing the crystal cores expelled by the reindeer monsters, and his strength was only one level weaker than Zhang Wenwen's.
But Zhang Wenwen's first move was a critical hit, and the High Priest happened to trigger a failed block while blocking.
With the decrease in one and the increase in the other, Zhang Wenwen's fight against the High Priest became a one-hit kill.
"Ten... nine... eight... seven..."
Zhang Wenwen began her countdown with a "kind and amiable" smile.
A few loyal followers rushed forward, but they were all lightly swatted tens of meters away by Zhang Wenwen.
Moreover, during the fight, her countdown did not stop, and even her breathing was not affected in the slightest.
The High Priest was the strongest existence in the camp. If he was defeated in one blow, others simply didn't have the qualification to exchange blows with Zhang Wenwen.
"Three... two... one..."
Just as Zhang Wenwen counted to one.
The High Priest clutched his chest, struggled to get up, and a metallic object appeared in his hand.
"Since you want to see our god, then as you wish... *cough cough*... Hahaha..."
The High Priest spat out two mouthfuls of blood, then burst into a ferocious laughter!
As he fiddled with the metal object with his right hand, the aerial fortress's engines roared to life, emitting a deafening sound.
*Boom~ Vroom vroom...*
Air surged from the engine outlets, causing the leaves of the giant tree to rustle wildly.
"The aerial fortress has been activated, the god is about to appear... Quick... run away..."
The followers in the front row screamed.
He was one of the earliest survivors in the camp and had seen what their so-called god was.
But others were not so clear. Many who joined the Church of the Gods had heard of this legend but had never seen a god appear.
Now that they had the chance to witness a god firsthand, how could they leave?
Moreover... isn't it a god? Shouldn't we be kneeling in worship? What's the point of running away?!
At that moment, the scene became extremely divided.
Those earliest followers began to flee madly towards the buildings, while some simply knelt on the ground with pale faces, exhibiting an expression of having seen through life and death.
The majority were new followers, kneeling piously on the ground, ready to welcome the appearance of their god.
*Whoosh... Whoosh...*
Suddenly, gusts of wind swept down from the sky.
A massive shadow blotted out the sun, and for a moment, the entire world seemed to plunge into eternal darkness.
The powerful oppressive aura made some people's legs go weak, and they stumbled and fell to the ground mid-escape, desperately crawling with their hands.
"Kekeke... Ya!"
A giant centipede, thousands of meters long and over a hundred meters wide, flapped its bat-like wings on its back and slowly descended onto the giant tree.
Countless sharp claws tapped on the tree trunk, emitting a series of terrifying thuds.
"This is the god you worship? A centipede monster?"
Facing such a colossal creature, Zhang Wenwen remained unfazed, even looking at the High Priest with a slightly mocking tone.
At this moment, a line of small text slowly appeared beside the giant centipede:
Name: Winged Centipede
Level: Mutated Insect ix
Skills:
[Gale Blades Rain]: Wields wings to release countless invisible wind blades, shredding all targets within tens of square kilometers in front.
[Energy Siphon Gas]: Invisible poisonous gas mixes with the surrounding air, constantly absorbing the energy of all non-plant creatures within a one-kilometer radius.
[Energy Burst]: Spits out energy waves with the power to split mountains and break peaks, inflicting immense damage on targets.
There were prompts!
Zhang Chen nodded.
Fortunately, the database of the Progressive Faction was somewhat useful.
This monster's skills were not at all overpowered. The reason it was an ix-level creature was likely due to its formidable size, which led to greatly enhanced defense and destructive power.
It was like an elephant's combat power was far inferior to an ant of the same size, but it was an elephant. No matter how powerful an ant's skills were, it couldn't break through its defenses.
"Hahaha, my god has appeared, now... *cough cough*... it's... it's my turn to count..."
"To let you pray for your god to appear..."
"If... if you can't, then we'll all die together, but at least, my faith is real!"
The High Priest sat on the ground, gasping for breath as he laughed heartily.
"I heard... you were looking for me!?"
Zhang Chen licked his fingers, then slowly stood up.
A mutated ix-level creature that could also fly. Zhang Wenwen feared that she couldn't win with luck alone.
It was time for her to make a move.