Gluttonous Warlock

Chapter 343 The Church of the Giant God
Overnight, the underground world of Metropolitan Asylum changed.

Hundreds of refugee gangs, large and small, were struck with surgical precision.

Gang dens were destroyed by the police, and gang leaders were targeted for elimination. Almost no one was spared.

Thanks to the location information provided by Allen, the anti-gang operation led by Margaret achieved unprecedented success.

The only fly in the ointment is...

Waylon, the leader of the Guogou Gang, and a group of cronies escaped the police pursuit and fled overnight by boat to seek refuge elsewhere.

"I'm sorry, miss, my reconnaissance ability is not fully adapted to the Titan network yet, so I can only target targets in the city."

"Wellen's party has already run outside the city and is out of my detection radius. There is really nothing we can do. Please forgive me."

Afterwards, Allen apologized to Margaret.

"It's okay, Dr. Allen, you've been a great help."

Margaret waved her hand tolerantly, so that he didn't have to feel guilty.

"Miss, there are some things I don't know whether I should say..." Allen hesitated, observing Margaret's face.

"There are only you and me here, what else is there to hide?" Margaret glanced at him angrily, "If you have anything to say, just say it. Even if it's wrong, I don't blame you."

"Miss, from the time I submitted the investigation report to the time the police raided the Gang's lair, it took less than two hours."

"In such a short interval, Waylon's party actually left the city overnight and escaped by boat. Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

Allen lowered his voice and his tone was solemn.

"Do you think there is a possibility... that there is a mole among us, and he has tipped off Waylon's party in advance?"

"Haha... Dr. Allen, your reasoning is logical. It's a pity that there are illogical things in the world."

Margaret smiled oddly.

"Miss...I don't understand what you mean."

"Dr. Allen, you have just woken up from a long sleep, and you don't understand the era we live in well enough, so you consider issues according to the common sense of the old era."

Margaret sighed.

"But unfortunately, times have changed."

"First of all, the police officers involved in the anti-gang operation are under the surveillance of the Titan Network. The superiors have the right to read the inner thoughts of the subordinates at any time. As the commander-in-chief of this operation, I have the right to monitor the thoughts of all participants. .”

"Under such circumstances, it is impossible to try to hide it from me and report information to the enemy."

Allen frowned when he heard what she said.

Margaret glanced at him sideways, half-smiling: "Are you wondering if you are also included in my surveillance targets?"

Allen admitted with an awkward nod.

"It does include you, and I also scanned your memories of last night, including your sexual fantasies before going to bed..."

A mischievous smile appeared on Margaret's chubby face.

"Dr. Allen, tell me, who is that black-haired, busty beauty that frequently appears in your mind? Why does she look like me when I lose weight?"

"You misunderstood! That was... that was a movie star from the old days. She was very famous back then and was the dream goddess of many single young people of our generation!"

"Haha! Why didn't I know about such a popular female star?"

"You were still young at that time, so it was normal not to recognize him."

Allen pretended to feel guilty and defended awkwardly.

"Hehe...dishonest man!"

Margaret rolled her eyes at him and stopped asking.

"Ahem! Miss, to be honest, I don't like the feeling of being read by others, but it's my duty and there's nothing I can do about it."

Allen put on a serious face and got back to the topic.

"Since there is no possibility of leaking the secret, how could Waylon's party escape capture? It can't really be such a coincidence, right?"

"It's not a coincidence, it's a so-called...miracle."

Margaret curled her lips mockingly.

"A miracle?" Allen looked confused.

"At least the guys from the Guogu Gang really think so."

Margaret whispered the truth.

"Our Intelligence Bureau has placed more than one undercover agent within the Guogou Gang."

"According to reliable information, a new member of the Gougu Gang has recently arrived, calling himself a 'prophet'."

"Initially, we didn't take this trickster seriously, but looking back in hindsight, we made the mistake of underestimating the enemy!"

"On the night of the crackdown, the prophet suddenly had a seizure and was frothing at the mouth. He claimed to be possessed by a spirit. He predicted that the Guogou Gang would be in disaster and urged Waylon to lead his cronies to escape the disaster!"

"Ah? This..."

Allen put on a face that didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Haha! Don't you think it's funny or ridiculous?"

Margaret shrugged and spread her hands, looking helpless.

"When I first received the news, I thought it was ridiculous!"

"If I were Waylon, not only would I not believe that prophet's lies, I would rip off his head and kick it as a ball."

"But guess what? Waylon, the famous gangster in Metropolis, actually listened to the prophet's prediction and escaped overnight with his cronies."

Allen crossed his hands and held each other's hands, frowning and thinking for a long time before breaking the silence.

"Miss, do you think this is a coincidence, or has this prophet really evolved some kind of prophecy superpower?"

"It's hard to say."

Margaret took out a lollipop from her pocket and played with it absently.

"So far, in our database, we have not been able to find anyone with superpowers who can truly predict the future."

"But I have to admit that there is a possibility."

"Maybe the prophet is just a liar who happened to get lucky. Maybe he can really predict the future. More evidence needs to be tested."

"In short, I will pay attention to this person and see what he will do next."

Margaret held the armrests of the chair with both hands and pulled her plump ass out from the deep cushions of the sofa.

"Dr. Allen, although I have a small regret that we failed to catch Waylon this time, we have achieved a major victory. I am very satisfied with your performance."

"Come to the Intelligence Bureau at nine o'clock next Monday morning to report, and I will arrange a position for you where you can fully display your talents."

"As for the treatment, don't worry, I will never treat you badly."

"Thank you for your respect, Miss, I will not let you down!"

Allen said gratefully.

Margaret walked to the door, suddenly stopped, turned back and pointed at the coffee table.

"I haven't eaten the lollipop on the table yet. It's a little gift for you."

"This..." Allen covered his cheeks, looking embarrassed.

"Haha! Don't be afraid, I won't give you sour candy this time!"

"Oh...that's okay, thank you, miss."

After seeing Margaret off, Alan returned to the house and picked up the lollipop to taste.

Sure enough it's not sour.

Sweet with a hint of cool mint flavor.

……

On the moonlit sea.

A ship without a flag was sailing at night.

The crystal core generator drives the twin propellers, stirring up the sea water and making a buzzing roar.

Allen stood on the bow of the ship, looking at the dimly lit metropolitan shelter in the distance, thoughtfully.

Waylon held his son's hand and stood quietly behind Allen.

Next to the father and son, there are Annie, Cato and a group of core members of the Gully Gang, all B-class superpowers.

People who had narrowly escaped death no longer had much nostalgia for the metropolitan shelters.

His eyes were focused more on Allen.

They show their heartfelt admiration for this prophet who accurately predicted the future and led them to escape catastrophe.

Predict the future, seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

This is the simple impression that the general public has on the prophet.

Only by meeting this expectation of the public can we be trusted by people. Otherwise, we are just false prophets pretending to be gods.

Allen, who plays the prophet, can indeed use "wishes" to simulate prophecy magic and briefly glimpse the bad luck in the future.

However, this type of spell cannot be 100% effective.

Just like a weather forecast, there is always an element of error.

No profession is more harshly criticized than that of prophets.

Even if he succeeds in predicting disaster, he will still be suspected - it is precisely because of his crow's mouth that he caused the disaster!
If the prophecy does not come true, it will be ridiculed as a liar and his reputation will be ruined.

Allen didn't want to risk ruining his reputation by using conventional methods to predict bad luck.

Besides, there was no need for him to use such a stupid method.

As a prophet, he shares a soul and senses with Dr. Allen.

Dr. Allen accepted Margaret's commission and obtained the list of wanted criminals. Prophet Allen also obtained the above information at the same time.

Before the anti-gang operation started last night, the prophet suddenly went crazy and claimed to be possessed by a spirit, predicting that the Guogou Gang would be in disaster.

The gang members present did not know him well, let alone his knack for predicting disasters, and most of them did not take his shocking words seriously.

In fact, even Anne and Cato, who had been with Allen for the longest time, were dubious at the time.

Before this, although Allen had repeatedly performed miracles of healing and saving lives, he had not shown the ability to predict.Only Waylon firmly supported Allen.

Not only because Allen saved his son, but also because he was the only one who witnessed Allen crossing the cordon that he thought was impossible to cross in a miraculous way.

How dare you not believe the predictions made by such a man of God? !
By this time, Waylon had become the Prophet's number one fanatic.

Against all odds, all gang members were asked to pack their things immediately and follow the prophet to escape from the metropolitan shelter and defect to the "Wings of Freedom".

Waylon is the gang leader and has high prestige.

However, even he cannot force everyone to believe the "crazy words" of a "magic stick" and leave their comfort zone to rebuild their homes in a distant and unfamiliar place.

Only half of the gang members present were willing to go with him.

If you don't want to leave, Allen won't force him. Time will tell.

The moment to verify the authenticity of the prophecy came faster than people expected.

Shortly after Waylon and his party boarded the ship, the police launched a comprehensive crackdown on underground organizations, including the Guoguan Gang.

Facts have proved that the prophet did not betray Waylon's trust and was indeed prescient.

The people who questioned him at the beginning were arrested and killed by the police, and they already regretted it.

The people who followed the prophet on board the ship were relieved to learn that they had escaped. They were also convinced of Allen's identity as a prophet.

……

After two weeks of drifting at sea, the ship arrived at Freeport.

On the pier, Professor Butler greeted him personally.

Everyone settled down in Liberty City and gradually adapted to their new life.

During this period, Allen was not idle either.

He led his first group of die-hard believers and established a church in Liberty City.

Among the followers, in addition to Waylon and his son, there are also Anne and Cato.

In the blink of an eye, another half month passed.

At the public forum of Liberty City's "Escape Network", Anne made an announcement on behalf of Allen, which immediately triggered public opinion in the city!
"Tomorrow at nine o'clock sharp, the Prophet will hold the sacrament at the Church of the Titan to fulfill the promise made to Professor Butler."

"All spectators will have a chance to draw lots."

"1000 lottery winners will receive a free bottle of holy water."

"Drinking holy water can obtain divine blessings and curb the cancerous growth of Titan cells without weakening existing superpowers!"

Can taking so-called "holy water" really curb cancer?

The whole city was in commotion!

Desperate to verify the authenticity of this news.

Now, the pressure is on Professor Butler.

After all, the announcement clearly stated that this was to "fulfill the promise made to Professor Butler."

Under public pressure, Professor Butler issued a public statement confirming that this was indeed the case.

"Seven weeks ago, the prophet told me to follow God's will and save the world from suffering."

“Seven weeks from now, today is the miraculous moment foretold by the prophets.”

"Frankly speaking, I have not tested the prophet's holy water, and I don't know whether the anti-cancer effect of the holy water is better than the genuine cancer inhibitor, as promised by the prophet."

"However, I recommend that patients in need go to church and give it a try, at least it won't hurt."

Professor Butler's attitude is cautious yet optimistic.

As the professor said, it doesn't cost anything to draw lots anyway, so there's no harm in giving it a try.

Patients with advanced cancer will not worry that drinking a bottle of water will worsen their health.

If it doesn't work, the prophet will be kicked off the altar and bear the infamy of deceiving the world and stealing his reputation.

If it works... wouldn't those who take the holy water take a huge advantage?
The direction of public opinion was completely within Allen's expectation.

In fact, this is not the first time he has played this trick of drawing holy water.

The same routine was used to treat lycanthropy in Port Quinte, with great success.

Now the old tricks are being used again, and the magic stick routine is played more skillfully.

Sometimes when I look in the mirror, I feel as if I can see myself radiating holy light. I can't help but want to worship myself and say "You are so great"!
The active ingredient of the so-called holy water is Allen's own blood, mixed with [-] times normal saline.

Allen has experimented with this solvent many times in the ruins of Kangzhen. It can suppress the Titan cells in the human body to less than 10% and remove excess cancerous tissue.

In fact, as long as Allen bleeds a little more, all the residents of Liberty City can be protected from cancer.

But he doesn't want to do that.

When a prophet does good deeds, he must also pay attention to a strategy.

Now that all the patients have been cured, what is the use of the prophet?

Never underestimate human ingratitude.

Taking advantage of the public opinion generated by the holy water, Allen announced on the Internet that he would officially create the "Church of the Titan" and appoint himself as pope.

The teachings are simple and easy to understand, typical of mythological dualism:
The two giants who created the world are the Titan Father, who represents light and hope, and the Titan Mother, who represents darkness and destruction.

When human society enters post-modern times, the world is declining, people's hearts are corrupted, and the entire society has slipped into the abyss of degradation.

The Mother of the Titans, saddened and angry at the depravity of mankind.

Casting a world-destroying curse, he intends to wipe out all mankind.

The carrier of the curse is the Titan cells.

Thus, the era of disaster came.

The benevolent Titan Father heard the tragic prayers of human survivors and couldn't bear it. He sent a prophet to the world to lead people to convert to the right path, fight disasters with faith, and rebuild civilization.

Allen himself is a prophet who is on a mission to save the world.

In the eyes of scribes, the superficial teachings have countless flaws and loopholes, and are not worth refuting at all.

However, it cannot be resisted and the people like to hear and see it.

People living in suffering have no time and energy to debate scriptures, so they are most likely to accept such simple and easy-to-understand teachings.

The first batch of 1000 bottles of holy water distributed free of charge achieved good curative effects.

Those who take the holy water will be cured of their illnesses without exception.

Afterwards, all these lucky people came to Allen's church and took the oath of becoming a believer with gratitude and piety!

Allen selects devout believers based on their wishes and focuses on cultivating them.

After this period of research, especially thanks to the internal information of Salomon Company provided by Dr. Allen, I discovered a wonderful and reasonable pattern.

In this magically modified wasteland world, there is currently no real warlock bloodline.

However, the compatibility of the blood lineage of those infected with Titan cells and the Titan-Giant family line... is extremely consistent!

After all, this world was created by the original Titan.

There are two "Titans" that cannot be written in one sentence, and it makes sense that there is such a connection.

However, I am afraid that even the Ancestral Titan did not expect that this subtle detail would bring huge convenience to Allen!
Because this means that those infected with Titan cells can be injected with Titan-Giant bloodline awakening agents without risk, and have a high probability of awakening the warlock bloodline!
Then the problem is coming.

In this world without the inheritance of warlocks, where can one go to find the bloodline awakening agent?

The answer lies within Allen himself.

Prophet Allen, the body comes from the world of warlocks.

Currently, the giant bloodline has been awakened and evolved to the stone giant stage.

Allen extracted his own blood and refined the blood essence, which is the best blood awakening agent.

The person injected can awaken the warlock bloodline by practicing atavistic meditation, and in the initial stage, he will be a stone giant!

Skip the previous ogres and hill giants!

This gift is reserved only for the most devout and potential believers.

After investigation, Allen selected the twelve best apostles from tens of thousands of believers.

The twelve apostles participated in the "baptism ceremony" collectively.

Receive the bloodline essence given by the prophet, and then be infused with the requiem meditation method by the prophet through collective meditation.

Among these twelve enviable lucky people are four of Allen's old friends.

Cato and Anne, as well as the Waylons, were the first believers to be baptized.

Not long after, the Twelve Apostles all awakened their sorcerer bloodline and gained their ancestral form, transforming into stone giants.

This is just the beginning.

As their practice deepens, Allen's apostles will also gain greater power.

From the stone giant bloodline, evolve into frost giants, fire giants, cloud giants, storm giants, bronze titans, silver titans, gold titans...

The apostles devoutly believed that their power came entirely from the gift of the prophets.

If you betray your faith, you will be beaten back to your original form.

As the number of believers increases and the average rank gets higher and higher, Allen's faith and will are also increasing day by day.

In just three years since he founded the Church of the Giant God, his cultivation level has risen to the early seventh level!
The giant bloodline has evolved to the storm giant stage.

One step further, it is the true Titan bloodline!
In the midst of this promising missionary career, there were also small accidents that embarrassed Allen.

Baptism night.

Anne, one of Allen's most devout apostles, quietly walked into his bedroom uninvited.

The naked body is like a holy lamb.

Allen saw the intention of dedication in her eyes, and immediately refused, advising her not to sacrifice herself so much.

However, Anne's eyes burned with the fire of fanatical faith, and she insisted on dedicating herself as a sacrifice to her idol:
"Prophet, hear me! Even Jesus Christ would not refuse Mary Magdalene to wash His feet with her tears of repentance."

Allen had no choice but to accept her sacrifice.

……

Ask for a recommended monthly ticket
(End of this chapter)