I built the Xian Qin multiverse empire

Desperately, the result is death.

Kneeling and surrendering, the result is alive, but without dignity.

"Five... Four...... Three..."

Ying Zheng didn't give them much time to think about it, and the countdown was like a reminder urging them to make a choice.

Click!

They involuntarily clenched their fists, and two voices were faintly arguing in their heads:

"Fight, die without fear! Better die standing than live kneeling! "

"Get on your knees, surrender, or it's better than dead!"

Feeling the struggle, anger, and despair of the high-level of the Divine Sect, Ying Zheng still read the countdown unhurriedly.

Ying Zheng originally wanted to completely destroy the God Sect, but he changed his attention.

He will definitely rule this world completely, and when the unification of Kyushu is completed, it will be the turn of other places.

Although the people of Kyushu belong to different countries, there may be many people who stubbornly think that they are Chu people, Zhao people, and Wei people, but after all, they are all descendants of Zhuxia, with the same roots.

In the war with the country of summers, the government can be cruel and tough, but when the war is over, it is necessary to use relatively soft means for these people, although the Great Qin will divide the difference between the countryman and the Qin people, but the countrymen can become Qin people.

As for these white races, Ying Zheng only wants to rule them strongly, if the Great Qin attacks and rules them in the future, maybe they have the opportunity to become countrymen, but Ying Zheng will not give them the opportunity to become Qin people, they are not worthy.

The inferiority of this race cannot be bridged.

Yingzheng believed that being a slave was their best belonging.

He had wanted to abolish slavery, but eventually abandoned it and preserved the system, which he also believed was necessary.

Since the god religion is the belief of the vast majority of people of this race, ruling this land for thousands of years, then the government only needs to make the god religion submit, can crush their national faith and national backbone, completely shattered, and make the white race a race without a backbone.

And it needs to be carried out continuously, like a certain region, divided into four classes, from high to low Brahmin, Kshatriya, Aryan, Sudra.

And hundreds of thousands of years of indoctrination made the Sudras willing to be a lowly race, unable to rebel against the higher caste race, and the more suffering they suffered, the happier they would be in the afterlife.

The goal of the government was to make the white people into a lowly race like the Sudras.

And God religion is a good tool.

"Two... I"

The Cardinal glanced at each other and agreed. Bend slowly on your knees, ready to kneel and surrender.

Well?

Ying Zheng's gaze moved, and he saw that not far away, a figure slowly walked over, and as he slowly passed the high-level of the Divine Sect, their humiliation, anger suddenly calmed down.

This figure seems to exude a sense of harmony, warming their hearts, their bodies, this inexplicable peace and serenity, which is extremely sacred and solemn.

The man wore a thin coarse cloth robe, barefoot, thin and weak, with exposed hands and feet covered with bones, his steps were unhurried, not wide or far, as if he was measuring the earth.

Ascetics!

Everyone in the Divine Sect knows what he is when they see him.

The most obscure type of people in the religion of God, who has no position, no name, is unknown, coarse tea and light rice, lives a simple life, and serves God wholeheartedly.

Although not many people in the god religion aspire to become such people, they all maintain admiration for such people.

This was the first true believer Yingzheng saw in the Divine Religion.

The Pope is not, the Chief Magistrate is not, nor are the twelve cardinals, they are more to obtain stronger power, higher power, are believers in the skin of faith, and how much truth their faith has, only they know.

The breath on this ascetic is very peaceful and indifferent, and there is a holy and solemn breath between the gestures, which is not at all fearful and awe-inspiring, but will make people feel like a spring breeze.

"King of the East, I am a hermit."

The ascetic smiled slightly: "The Divine Sect has degenerated, and from top to bottom, it is a fly camp dog, and it is all people who play with power and control people's hearts. "

Ying Zheng was indifferent and looked at him without sadness or displeasure.

He continued: "However, after all, God Religion is the propagator of God in the world, God religion represents God, for thousands of years, it has spread the glory of God for God, and the seeds of glory germinate, which makes God Cult people everywhere, but there is still no lack of people who truly believe in God, keep themselves pure at all times, and keep their hearts pure."

Huan Zheng raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to say?" "

The ascetic said solemnly: "You can cleanse the Divine Sect, you can destroy the Divine Sect, but you can't let the Divine Sect kneel." "

"What if the oligarchs want to destroy the cult of God."

"You feel free."

"What if the widow wants to bring the gods to their knees?"

"Then I will defend God's dignity to the death."

Huan Zheng smiled: "Would it be better to break the jade than to be a whole?" "

Before the words fell, his face changed, and he opened his mouth to spit out two words:

"On your knees!"

"On your knees!"

"Kneel..."

The next moment, the grand and huge sound that resounded throughout the Holy See City resounded in the hearts of the cardinals, bishops, high-level and middle-level of the Divine Sect.

In their eyes, the figure of the government is getting bigger and bigger, more and more magnificent, more and more noble, and more and more solemn.

Just in the blink of an eye, Ying Zheng's figure became huge, filling the heavens and the earth, with his head above the sky, his feet on the ground, condescendingly projecting a gaze like a bed bug,

The ascetic fell into the abyss, his scalp exploded, and his pupils suddenly shrunk.

On your knees! On your knees! On your knees!

The two words seemed to echo in everyone's minds, like the decree of the Heavenly Emperor, the words followed, the void trembled violently, and the thick clouds boiled like boiling water, revealing the deep heavenly dome with a radius of hundreds of miles. _

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