[Chapter 1193 No one understands the Lord of Black Mist better than me 2/2]
It seemed like he was talking in his sleep or something, and was then rendered harmless.
After the deception, Luochuan also lost interest.
Suddenly he thought of something and smiled.
Back in the coffee shop, the coffee on the table was still warm.
Luochuan glanced outside the store, it seemed like it was raining.
In the church, when the dark fog dispersed, the sound of wind and muffled thunder came in.
Heavy raindrops hit the window, making a dull sound.
The terrifying pressure disappeared, and Tasenko looked up at the altar in front of him.
What just happened gave him an extremely unreal feeling.
The great Lord of Black Mist actually responded to their sacrifice and performed miracles.
Taking a deep breath, the fear that had been suppressed completely surged into my heart.
He felt his body shaking slightly.
“Praise the great Lord of Black Mist!”
“The Lord of Black Mist actually performed a miracle!”
“I feel like I’m still dreaming now…”
After a brief silence, waves of low-pitched cries rang out in the empty church. exclamations.
Most of these believers were originally in a state of half-belief in the Lord of Black Mist, but now they have completely firmed their faith.
A true god!
“Priest Tassenk, you actually let the Lord of the Black Mist come!”
A believer came to Tassenk’s side, his words full of awe.
Being able to communicate with the Lord of Black Mist can already explain a lot of things.
The existence of the Black Mist Church originally had the involvement of many important figures, such as those nobles.
The real existence of gods is enough to drive them crazy.
The most important thing is the legendary gift from the gods, which may give people eternal life!
“The Lord of the Black Mist is not something we mere mortals can arbitrarily discuss.” Tasenko warned with a solemn expression.
“Yes, yes, yes.” The believer nodded repeatedly, expressing complete awe for the leader who could communicate with the Lord of Black Mist.
Tasenko looked around, and his slightly hoarse voice echoed in the church: “Everyone, the Lord of the Black Mist is aware of our existence, and we have not been forgotten.” There
were echoes all around, looking at him. Chuuya was filled with awe.
Tasenko raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
After all, no one understands the Lord of Black Mist better than him.
(End of chapter)
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