MTL - The Villain Just Wants To Make Money-Chapter 53 The Holy Spirit of the Holy See of Western Magic (1)

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I laughed so hard when I wrote my name

But you don't have to memorize that bunch of names seriously, it's not written like this in the back hahaha

Everyone thought it was magical realism that Xie Gu was able to pull out the Fortress of War at the All-Star Game.

But they didn't expect that the Brill team under Xie Gu could actually come up with something more magical realism in the last game of the global finals. No, remove the realism, it is magic.

- Who the **** knew you could fire missiles?

Yes, at the last moment, the shot that Bu Fan fired into the sky was considered positioning. The reason why Hu Yiren never appeared on the frontal battlefield was that she was building missiles.

Although the principle is not the same as that of serious missiles, the effect is not bad.

When Liang Yu came out of the holographic cabin, his expression perfectly showed what it means to be ashes as death.

Xie Gu checked the progress of this round of counterattacks. It has risen to 95%, and it is still rising. It is estimated that the blow was too big, and Liang Yu has not recovered. When he looks back, he really realizes what happened. , probably the progress bar will be full.

Although Xie Gu had expected Liang Yu's collapse after this series of blows, he still sighed with regret when he realized that the dream of being the richest man was broken again.

- In fact, Liang Yu's reputation is not miserable. Compared with Xu Yucheng in the previous world, he is still a winner in life, but Liang Yu's arrogance and ambition are far from what Xu Yucheng can match. As for San's career blow, although he is still at the peak, Xie Gu can assert that now is really Liang Yu's peak.

When a person has a heart of fear, he will lose the ability to climb up.

Guessing that the time was coming soon, Xie Gu took advantage of the short gap between the Brill players and the podium, and told Bu Fan a few words, and then went out on the excuse that he had to go out in advance.

Although he knew that the system would take care of the aftermath of the world, Xie Gu had no interest in performing a big change in front of an audience all over the world—the kind of change that made a big living person disappear.

After listening to Xie Gu's advice, Bu Fan nodded as if he didn't understand, but he didn't understand why, but since the seniors had spoken, she naturally still had to do it.

Soon, the award ceremony of the global finals will begin, and Brill, as this year's global champion, will naturally attract much attention.

In comparison, RAD, which is also the runner-up, seems to be weaker than that. After all, people only recognize the first, and even the second is far superior to others, but it will be forgotten.

Liang Yu's smile on the podium was also ugly.

After getting off the podium, Bu Fan stopped Liang Yu.

"What's the matter?" Liang Yu looked bad.

"No, nothing," said Bufan, "Senior asked me to bring you a sentence. The idea of ​​the missile he said was actually the inspiration you gave him."

Liang Yu intuitively didn't want to hear the following words, but his feet seemed to take root, and he couldn't move no matter what.

So Bufan continued: "Senior said thank you very much, didn't the first live broadcast of SMART more than two years ago relied on the tracking and positioning mark to give you a headshot? In fact, it is not difficult to adjust the value of the missile, mainly how to position it. , He said that if he hadn't thought of the SMART behavior, this missile could not have been made so smoothly!"

She smiled sweetly and brilliantly: "Thank you feather!"

That expression was so sincere that Liang Yu almost exploded on the spot.

It was at this moment that Xie Gu, who had just gone out to find a corner with no one, heard a prompt in his mind: "Congratulations to the host, the progress of the counterattack has reached 100%, and it is about to leave and enter the next world."

"Wait," Xie Gu asked, "Let's have a discussion, in the next world, I want to be the richest man."

"The time and space transition is about to take place, please pay attention to the host."

Immediately afterwards, the consciousness of Xiegu fell into darkness again.

"New world launch, countdown, three, two, one."

The next moment Xie Gu ushered in a dazzling brightness.

"Great Holy Spirit of the Light of the World! Macpherson Thorseverson Shea Bournard Bonard Bone! Your most devout here kisses your toes and asks you to give me a trace of you The light of wisdom, wash my dirty heart for me, and make my soul pure again."

"Great Holy Spirit of the Light of the World! Macpherson Thorseverson Shea Bourville Bonard Bone! Your most devout believer offers you with this broken and wounded heart Sacrifice, I pray that you will redeem me, bring clarity to my melancholy mind, and make it peaceful and happy."

"Great Holy Spirit of World Light! McPherson..."

In the open-air plaza, a group of believers in white robes knelt on the ground, muttering words.

Xie Gu was in the clouds, and the intense sunlight was pouring down unobstructed, but he didn't feel hot, just a warm and comfortable feeling.

He looked down and saw that this group of suspected believers were paying homage to a palace-like building that looked like a church. It was obviously a very low-pitched prayer, but every word came into his ears clearly and unmistakably.

Without exception, they are the great Holy Spirit of Light in the world, Mike, what, what, and the string of names at the back is too long, and Xie Gu has no memory at all.

"It's McPherson Thorseverson Shea Bourville Bonard Bone!" The system emphasized again.

"Thank you for what bone?" Xie Gu asked.

"McPhilson Thorseverson Shea Bourville Bonnard Bone!"

"What Xie Gu?" Xie Gu asked again.

"...Forget it, one meaning," the system finally gave up the plan to let Xie Gu remember the name, "In short, this MacPherson Torsiferson Xie Bourville Bonard Bone is the host. The villain who is possessed now! It is the Holy Spirit of Light in the world of Iber Huapasiro Vengofidar."

Xie Gu almost asked a question mark: "What's wrong with this world? Does the longer the name get richer?"

"No," the system said, "Please respect the customs and habits of each world, and not discriminate because of unique names."

"Heh," Xie Gu sneered, "you just said that I am the Holy Spirit of Light here, right?"

"Yes," the system said, "The world of Iber Huapasiro Vengofidar is a world with gods. The Holy Spirit of Light is the supreme god, with supreme mana and a large number of believers, and the Holy See of Light is also Ibel. One of the most powerful forces in the world of Huapa Siro Vancouver."

"The highest **** and the most powerful force?" Xie Gu pondered for a while, "Yes, then I will directly change the name of the world. In the future, the **** of light will be called Xie Gu. In this world, I will allow it to be called Iberhua at most."

"Oh, by the way," Xie Gu asked excitedly, "I'm already the supreme god, so I should be rich, right?"

"Having money... is it okay?" the system said, "Gods don't care about money, they only care about their own strength and the power of faith. This is the foundation of their foothold, so generally speaking, when the powers under the gods have money, they need to be repaired. Churches and shrines, at most, develop their own strength, and donate everything else to the poor, so as to maximize prestige and spread faith.”

"I've been out of money for a long time?" Xie Gu instantly elongated his face, "So the standard for these gods is a poor ghost, right?"

"Of course all gods love the world," the system tried hard to persuade. "It is too vulgar to ask for money, and it is not the pursuit of gods."

"Then God's pursuit will change from today," Xie Gu sneered, "Okay, after talking for so long, it's time to pass on the information of this world to me?"

"Host, wait a moment," the system said, "I'm packing the data, because the names of this world are generally long, so it will take some time to compress and transmit."

Xie Gu sneered again: "What a broken world, the name is stinky and long, and the gods can't even make money? No wonder he is a villain, and he deserves it without money."

The system did not speak, and was still packing data.

Although it is the Holy Spirit of Light, Xie Gu actually doesn't know much about these spells, let alone why he can still float in the air without falling, but he has a good sight on it anyway, so he didn't move. He looked lazily at the people who were still praying below.

The direction of their worship should be the Church of the Holy Spirit of Light?

Xie Gu turned his eyes away in boredom. He had to say that this church was built quite beautifully, magnificent and magnificent, so greedy that he wanted to tear down the whole building and sell it for money.

I wonder if it would be possible to sell the Church of Light to other gods at a higher price?

While thinking about this question, Xie Gu saw three people standing next to a small side door of the church.

A majestic figure, wearing an ornate robe with red gold threads, seems to be a little old, and his hair is white.

The other two were dressed as nobles, and they were also very well-dressed, but they lacked a hint of sacredness.

At this time, the father was begging the old man in the red robe in a low voice. The young man pursed his lips tightly, and his expression was stubborn and showed longing and cowardice. He looked a little pitiful.

"Sir Bishop, for the sake of Chad's sincere belief in the Holy Spirit, accept him," the man pleaded.

The old man known as the bishop sighed and touched the boy's head: "David Arnold Hughes Berkeley Wyatt Chad, you and my **** are not suitable, so go back."

A trace of pious admiration flashed on the bishop's face: "The great Holy Spirit of Light, MacPherson Thorseverson Shea Bulville Bonard Bone, is a **** that needs to be worshipped with all your heart. Pride, God will not accept you."

A trace of embarrassment flashed on the boy's face, and he gritted his teeth: "Is it really possible? Dear Sir Harris Oliver Robbins Abbott Noah, I am willing to give my all to the Holy Spirit!"

Xie Gu's heart moved.

The bishop sighed again: "David Arnold Hughes Berkeley Wyatt Chad, I know you are rich, but God doesn't love money, the seat of the Son really can't be given to you, but..."

He wanted to say more, but suddenly heard a voice in his mind.

"What can't you give? If you are willing to contribute your net worth, I will give you the divine position of the Holy Spirit of Light!"

The bishop was immediately enraged and wanted to ask who was blaspheming, but the boy and his father were also horrified - obviously they heard it too.

How is this going?

At this time in the cloud, Xie Gu's mind sounded the scream of the system.

“啊啊啊啊宿主你在干什么？！那个戴维·阿诺德·休斯·贝克莱·怀亚特·查德就是这个世界的主角啊啊！你们是宿敌！宿敌！！”