This person is rather paranoid...
Balazs remained silent for a mont, then compromised, "Alright, I understand. But we need to send an official email to White Elephant Country first. We have agents there; they will send a request for assistance in the na of the official. At that point, we will make our request for the neutron bomb launch."
"How long will that take?"
Brian asked directly:
"I’ve seen the high-definition satellite surveillance, and the state of the Saint gives an uncomfortable feeling.
I possess the power of pollution in my head; it’s a warning they’ve given .
It’s because of this unease that I’ve decided to resolve the issue with the Saint as quickly as possible."
Upon hearing this, Balazs instinctively sat up straight.
There was this issue too?
It seems the Saint must die regardless!
He imdiately said, "We’ll speed up the process. It will take about fifteen minutes. That’s also around the ti our NW organization’s global weapon satellites will reach White Elephant Country’s air space."
He ended the communication.
Balazs briefly inford everyone of the situation and arranged for the NW organization’s personnel at the office in White Elephant Country to prepare. Their goal was to seize the Saint’s head the mont it was killed by the neutron bomb.
...
Elsewhere.
The Green Bull Saint Buddha sensed sothing.
It looked up towards the sky then turned its gaze back down to scrutinize the dense mass of undead minions, spreading across tens of kiloters.
Among them were elderly people and children just a few years old.
Regardless of age or gender, these undead minions, like chanical puppets, were converging toward it in a holy procession.
At that mont,
a brilliance surged.
An old man, dirty from head to toe with various braids in his hair, pointing one hand to the sky and the other to the earth, appeared projected in front of the enormous green bull.
The Saint gazed at the man who appeared and ford a smile with its heavy bovine lips, "Ah Yi, you’ve co."
Relieved they could still communicate, the old man took a breath.
He looked at the Saint warily, "Venerable, you’ve already awakened the Sixth Sense and can freely traverse between the Void Realm and reality, storing divine filth in the Void Realm. Why have you lost control?"
"Lost control?"
The Green Bull shook its head, "Ah Yi, I have not lost control."
It extended its hoof, posed as if pinching a flower, pointing to the followers below: "These people were always ant to be vessels for my spirit. They’ve enjoyed the pleasures of this world under my protection for decades. Now, to lend their bodies is nothing more than their destined fate."
Hearing this, the old man dressed as an ascetic fell silent.
The Holy City was built for the service of the Saint.
The primary population here consisted of people from the lowest caste who had migrated from White Elephant Country.
White Elephant Country is a federal nation where caste divides people into different levels, combined with the rule of religion.
It is thought by outsiders that there are only four kinds of people: Brahmins with musical instrunts, Kshatriyas with weapons, Vaisyas with scales, and Shodras with bottles.
In reality, there is a fifth kind - the Dalits.
Dalits are the lowest and often not even seen as human but slaves born with sin.
They are condemned to the lowest and dirtiest work from birth, with few rights and subject to mistreatnt.
Even in the modern era, nominally without a caste system, this group continues to face discrimination.
The main population within the Holy City is Dalits.
Here, they don’t need to labor or worry about anything else; they just need to worship the Saint to receive free food, shelter, dical care, and various benefits.
To them, this place is the Holy Country.
This led to an extre fervor in their faith in the Saint in the hearts of these people.
With daily indoctrination,
this group virtually beca fanatical disciples of the Saint.
There is no such thing as a free lunch.
The only reason the Saint acted this way was to cultivate higher-quality food.
This secret was known to the upper echelons of White Elephant Country.
For it was a grand Buddha Country project built with the nation’s collective efforts.
A plan involving eternal life.
Flesh is weak, spirit transcends.
When the rulers learned that there is a Realm of the Soul beyond the ordinary world, they imdiately agreed to the Saint’s plan, forcibly eliminated all religious chaos within the country, integrated White Elephant Sect into it, and finally ford the peculiar situation where Buddha Country is unanimously venerated.
For this hope, they also dubbed the Saint’s Realm of the Soul as the Void Realm.
Esteed as the land where souls return to the void.
It was also for this reason
that after the Saint slaughtered millions of believers for no apparent reason, the authorities didn’t imdiately enforce asures.
They appeared purely out of fear that the Saint had lost control, which could endanger their lives and their families, threaten their rule, and worried that the plan the Saint had laid out before would turn out to be just a pie in the sky.
As for the civilians?
They were not part of the considerations among White Elephant Country’s upper echelons.
The fate of those people had already been predetermined, rely being a matter of dying sooner or later.
...
After a long silence,
Ah Yi couldn’t contain his curiosity, "Saint, we all know that you built Holy City to harness the collective will of millions, waiting for the right mont to establish the Buddha Country Heart Domain in the Void Realm. Is the ti ripe now?"
If that were the case, it would be marvelous.
The Heart Domain!
Who wouldn’t want to try eternal consciousness, free from the tornt of the Blood Moon?
The Green Bull shook its head again, "It is not yet ripe; I’ve changed my mind."
It split open its bovine mouth, "Why be fixated on the eternity of the Void Realm? This ti, during my astral journey in the Void Realm, I saw an Evil God, which made understand what All Living Beings are. Everyone clings to the eternal life of the soul, wishing to establish the Virtual Realm Buddha Country. They might as well rge with . I am the Buddha of All Living Beings; this is also a form of immortality..."
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