People are pirates, creating Cthulhu

yard.

The stars and rivers were spinning, and a sacred and crazy beam of light descended on the heads of every town citizen.

Bathed in the holy light and listening to the sacred prayers from Luo's mouth, the image of a young man could not help but emerge in everyone's hearts.

Seeing him seemed to see the master of the world, the god of creation.

A distant and bewitching voice emerged uncontrollably in my heart: "Worship! He is everything! He is all things! He is the Creator! He is Hastauruk!!"

At this moment, the holy light burst out with endless light in everyone's body, as if it had completely penetrated their bodies from the inside out. Every tissue and cell was rapidly undergoing self-transformation under the illumination of the holy light.

Life comes alive again.

The endless pain caused by the disease was swept away, and even every old man in the room felt as if he had returned to the most youthful and energetic age of 20.

Without Luo needing to make any unnecessary moves, everyone turned their extremely pious and grateful eyes to the high platform where he stood.

He is an apostle of God.

It was also he who brought hope and god to these people who had been abandoned by the kingdom.

The devout resonance of the townspeople at his feet finally echoed. Luo's consciousness was ethereally chanting prayers dedicated to God. At the same time, some unknown energy was constantly surging in his body.

His body was once again immersed in the joy of transformation. His bronze skin and angular muscles gradually took shape. His body seemed to be a finely crafted piece of sculpture, the most exquisite and unique statue in the world.

Anyone who sees his figure will only have two words in their mind: perfect!

This uniqueness doesn't just stop at his appearance. The energy contained in every muscle in his body far exceeds the level of a normal person.

If he faced Hall now, he would be able to smash him into pieces with one punch without even mobilizing the microorganisms in his body to activate the cells.

However, Lin Qi, who was watching all this silently, still sighed.

Luo's foundation is so poor that even two consecutive level upgrades can only transform him into a level that can barely compete with Devil Fruit users.

The prayers gradually subsided, and all the mysterious scenes in the courtyard were hidden in the void.

The doctor inside the clinic was the first to wake up from the joy of mental transformation. He hurried out of the clinic only to see that the high platform standing in the center of the courtyard was empty.

Where has Mr. Luo gone?

He was full of hope and kept scanning the crowd, but he could never find any trace of Luo.

"Stop looking for him. He should leave this sad place."

The doctor suddenly turned around, only to see Alex looking at the high platform with a complex expression, and his heart seemed to be filled with regret.

Seeing the townspeople in the yard happily celebrating his recovery, Alex's image of Luo grew bigger and bigger. However, the more this happened, the more he regretted his betrayal of Luo.

"Master Luo must not want to see me again, so he chose to end his journey in the town in this way."

Just when he was immersed in blaming himself for the past, a shout from someone unknown woke him up.

"Praise be to the great Hastauruk!"

As a loud shout broke the tranquility of the night, people in the yard followed and shouted one after another, and the waves became louder and louder.

"Praise be to the great Hastauruk!"

"Praise be to the great Hastauruk!"

……

Even without Luo's prayer, Hastauruk's response still emerged in the void, and the sacred light enveloped every resident who devoutly dedicated his faith.

"Miracle! It's a miracle!"

"Although Mr. Luo has left here temporarily, God has not abandoned us yet!"

The doctor looked at this strange phenomenon and grabbed Alex's shoulder with one hand, with a frightening fanaticism in his eyes.

Enthusiasm seemed to be contagious, and Alex felt a glimmer of realization.

"Master Luo is an apostle of God. As long as God does not abandon us, there will always be a chance for me to meet Master Luo again."

Like a drowning man clutching at straws, Alex hurriedly joined the prayer team, ignoring the frantic doctor around him.

Although the townspeople prayed in the yard all night, everyone was still full of energy.

Just as the other townspeople were preparing to go home, Alex summoned all the members of his youth group.

“I want to start a church!”

"church?"

The members of the Youth League all stared wide-eyed, wondering what their leader had come up with. However, the doctor who was listening on the side brightened his eyes and immediately agreed: "This is a good idea!"

"Although Mr. Luo has left here, he is still the pope of our church. The location of the church is set in the cave where we hid before. As the place where God shows his miracles, it will be positioned as a holy place for the time being. Doctor, are you willing to be the Caretaker of the Church’s Holy Land?”

"my pleasure!"

Alex didn't care at all about the questions in his brothers' minds, and settled everything with the doctor on the spot.

While Alex's youth group and the doctor were busy working on Hastauruk's new church, Luo had already boarded a carriage heading to a surrounding town.

Sitting in the carriage, Luo had a small bag of stones on his shoulder.

He carefully placed the stone in the palm of his hand with a grimace, and stared nervously at his slightly closed five fingers. However, in just a moment, the fingers were tightly gathered together.

When he spread his fingers apart again, the pebbles in his palm had turned into a pile of powder and slipped from his fingertips.

Seeing this, Luo could only sigh helplessly, and continued to carefully take out a stone from the bag and put it in the palm of his hand to repeat the previous practice.

After his strength surged, Luo's entire body went out of control. He had no experience in controlling this huge power. At the beginning, whatever he touched would inevitably turn into powder.

Even the movement of picking up stones took him most of the night to practice to achieve the current effect.

Just when his fingers exerted force and he was about to try again, the carriage suddenly tilted and the stone in Luo's hand accidentally turned into powder again.

"I said, I said, Dover is just a minor player. Is it necessary to go and see it in person?"

"What does it matter? Staying in the town is boring anyway. Besides, I am very interested in the guy he mentioned."

The conversation outside the carriage disappeared very quickly. When Luo stuck his head out helplessly, he could only see the disappearing silhouette of the carriage behind him.

"Uncle, are you alright?"

Seeing the carriage leaning crookedly on the side of the road, and the coachman crawling back to his seat with his teeth bared, Luo couldn't help but frown and said, "Those people are too barbaric."

Upon hearing Luo's words, the coachman's expression changed and he quickly put his hand to his mouth and said, "Hush! Guest, please don't let the Don Quixote family hear what you are saying."