Seek looked at the light shining from Wang Chu's right hand, and his eyes flashed with disbelief: "There is no such thing in this paragraph! Could it be that there is really a **** of destiny in this world?"

The blind man in ragged clothes and rolling his eyes was naturally the help of Seke, but the white light that bloomed from Wang Chu's right hand was a real spell.

That is the little magic that Wang Chu transformed by using the superficial power of faith of the poor in those slums. This small spell has consumed more than 90% of the power of faith that this slum has just prayed for.

"Okay! My eyes are back to light! I can see now! I can see the world now! Great! Thank you, archbishop, thank you for saving me and giving me light!"

The blind man's acting skills were very good, he knelt down on the ground with a thump, wept uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face, and kowtowed repeatedly.

Wang Chuwen smiled and said: "Get up, you don't need to thank me. It was your pious prayer that moved my Lord, so He borrowed my hand to restore your light."

"Thank you! I will pray day and night when I go back. Thank you!"

The blind man expressed gratitude, thanked him repeatedly, and withdrew.

Wang Chu smiled slightly and said, "Okay! That's it for today. Those who are willing to join our God of Destiny Church can come and sign up. We will select some devout believers from them and let them get jobs. The salary is 100 yuan a month." Eagle Yuan."

"Choose me! I am willing to join the Church of the God of Destiny!"

"I am willing to believe in the great God of Destiny! Choose me, please, choose me!"

"I can suffer any hardship! Choose me!"

"..."

The poor in that slum swarmed up and shouted loudly that almost everyone wanted to join the Church of God of Destiny and get a job.

Most of the people in this slum are illiterate, but there are also some talents who understand writing and arithmetic. Those talents were fleeing from other countries. For various reasons, they did not find a job in the city and could only stay in the slums.

Wang Chu selected all those talents into the Church of the God of Destiny, and then formed a church school and the God of Destiny's guard team.

The missionary schools, taught by those who knew how to read and write, educated the orphans of this slum and the members of the church.

Wang Chu, the God of Destiny guard, was handed over to Seke for training.

The mercenaries are all mothers who have milk. If they have money, they can talk about it. If they don't have money, they will turn their faces immediately. The hiring fees for mercenaries are also astonishingly high, making it impossible to scale up. The God of Destiny Guard is the force firmly in Wang Chu's hands.

Queen Street in Boleny City is where the nobles, wealthy businessmen and other upper classes lived.

In the study room of a luxurious villa on Queen Street, Wang Chu was wearing a priest's uniform, sipping tea quietly, with a leisurely attitude.

A handsome middle-aged man in a black suit with short blue hair and brown eyes walked in under the guard of four bodyguards and sat down opposite Wang Chu.

The middle-aged man said indifferently: "Archbishop Yang Ping, I'm Senio, the mayor of Bolleni City. What's the matter with you coming to see me this time?"

Wang Chu smiled slightly and said, "Hello, Mayor Senio. I am Yang Ping, the Archbishop of the God of Destiny. I am here this time to hope that you can support me in preaching in the city of Bolognese and spreading the word of our Lord." Glory."

Senio said indifferently: "You should be clear that, except for the True God Sect, the Evil Ghosts and Gods, all other sects are cults. You have thrown yourself into a trap, aren't you afraid that I will have you arrested?"

"Seinio, the Evil Ghost Sect is the sect of the true god, and our God of Destiny is also the sect of the True God. However, the gods that the Evil Ghost Sect believes in have fallen into the hands of the great God of Destiny. The priests of the Evil Ghost Sect have all died. Unable to use magic!"

"A sect without the support of the true God is doomed to be destroyed, but with the support of the true God, we are destined to rise in this world."

"You should know how great and terrifying a true God is. God's grace is like the sea, and God's power is like a prison. Even if the enemy of the Lord dies, his soul will fall into hell, tortured, and cannot be reincarnated forever. And the Lord A devout believer will gain eternal life in His Kingdom of God after death!"

Wang Chu smiled slightly and talked eloquently.

As soon as this remark came out, the four bodyguards behind Seinio all had a subtle look in their eyes. They are not afraid of death, but when they think of going to **** and suffering all kinds of tortures after death, they can't help feeling a little apprehensive.

Senio narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "How can you prove that there is a true **** behind you?"

"The most important sign of whether you have the protection of a true **** is whether you can cast magic spells! Please see, this is the magic spell bestowed on me by the Lord!"

Wang Chu smiled faintly, and opened his five fingers together, a faint light burst out all at once.

"This is magic!"

Senio's face changed slightly, and he took the initiative to step forward, grabbed Wang Chu's right hand and looked it over carefully, but found no mechanism.

After a few breaths, under Senio's gaze, the light of Wang Chu's five fingers immediately disappeared~lightnovelpub.net~My Lord is all-knowing and omnipotent, possessing boundless great power. The divine spells bestowed by him are all miracles, and can restore the sight of the blind. Rejuvenate old people. Let the crippled limbs regenerate into a healthy person! "

"And He is very merciful. He does not need blood sacrifices or evil rituals. All He needs is faith. My Lord only needs devout faith!"

"Mayor Senio, I hope you can support me to preach in the city of Bolognese. As long as you support me, you will have a place in my Lord's Kingdom of God in the future." Wang Chu smiled slightly.

Senio's eyes brightened slightly and he said, "Archbishop Yang Ping, can you really perform the magical technique of regenerating severed limbs?"

Wang Chudao: "Of course!"

Senio said: "There is a big man who needs to regenerate a severed limb. Can you cure him with magic? As long as you cure him, I will allow you to preach in Bolognese."

Wang Chu smiled, full of self-confidence: "I can cure him with divine magic. However, I must first preach in the city of Pollenni. Only when there are enough believers, my lord will perform miracles. Regeneration of severed limbs is a It is a very high-level miracle, if you want to gain the power of our Lord, you must have enough believers."

Senio frowned slightly, and doubts flashed in his eyes: "Then how long will it take you to be able to cast this magic?"

Wang Chudao: "One month! As long as you fully support Mr. Seinio, let me preach with all my strength. After one month, I can use magic to regenerate that great man's severed limbs."

Senio said: "Okay! One month! During this month, I will fully support you!"