Two days later, the ruins of Rakshasa Temple fought to death.

This news spread throughout Laos in an instant.

These people were infuriated.

Crazy.

They are grateful,

They are glad.

Fortunately, the true God did not give up on them, and the country is still willing to come forward to rescue them on the verge of collapse.

For a moment, Lin Xiaotian shouted very strongly!

And on the ninth and tenth day, the devil did not appear.

This made everyone think that the devil was also preparing for this battle.

Being able to prepare him is enough to show Lin Xiaotian's strength.

In other words, he has a chance to defeat the devil.

That's enough!

"Boss, this is what you said at the beginning, Deka gives you a gift?"

Ten days later.

On a high tower, looking at some buildings erected below, it was a sculpture of Lin Xiaotian.

Shirley said with emotion.

"Yes!

The power of faith helps me to become a saint."

Lin Xiaotian nodded with a smile.

"It's just that boss, do you feel cruel?" Shirley said with emotion: "First let Laos be in dire straits, and then let them admire you.

Then you come first and save them.

Isn't this a cheat?

In order to complete this process, Deka killed about hundreds of thousands of people."

"It's probably very cruel." Lin Xiaotian said indifferently.

"I don't know if it's right, but if I want to be a saint, these funeral objects are inevitable. At most, I will burn paper for them during the Qingming Festival."

Lin Xiaotian smiled bitterly.
Chapter completed!