Chapter 1102: The Great Purge
Benedict talked to Klein for a long time, not just about the parliament's disposal.
In fact, he was very interested in the deification of the Son of Slaughter.
As a mortal, if you are lucky enough to experience the birth of a god in person, it is also extremely meaningful.
Moreover, for the church, the Son of Slaughter is closely related to its own beliefs.
So Benedict stayed for a week before leaving, and made an appointment with Klein to keep in touch.
Back to his base camp, Benedict did not move at all.
It seemed that the previous things had been revealed.
As long as the church did not react violently, the parliamentarians did not care.
A group of peasants who were lucky enough to master superpowers could not make any waves.
The only thing that made them uneasy was probably that this group of peasants really did not care about themselves.
Otherwise, it would be a small matter.
We have a way to weaken the church little by little, and then take over the church.
But what you don't know is that Benedict is not idle.
In this case, although some aspects of the ability are lacking, once you decide to do something, you must make arrangements properly.
Since you know that using violent means will lead to turmoil, you will of course make plans in advance.
In addition, how to do it and who to do it to are also things that need to be studied.
In private, Benedict talked to the middle and high-level leaders of the church one by one to understand their ideas.
The result is surprising that many people are not actually opposed to violent means.
Although everyone knows the benefits of order, the emotions of evolutionists have also reached a peak.
It is also because of the pressure from the faith, otherwise there would have been chaos long ago.
As a result, the evolvers suppressed their desires, but the masters were dissatisfied and felt that they could squeeze more benefits from the evolvers.
They are smart, and they are really smart, able to play with you in the palm of their hands.
They are stupid, and they are not just stupid, doing such short-sighted things.
Benedict didn't know how to evaluate, but he knew what he should do.
Before making the final decision, he found Meat Mountain.
"Brother Rosen, I plan to take action against the parliament. Do you have any opinions?" Benedict asked.
As a god-favored person, the warrior of the church, and also the leader of you, Meat Mountain's status is very special.
Benedict wanted to find out what Meat Mountain thought and get your support.
When Roushan heard this, he was surprised: "Are you irritated? I thought you would compromise?"
"Doesn't Brother Rosen support it?" Benedict was a little worried.
"In fact, I have been trying to persuade you to take action for a long time, but it is better to suffer a little loss. After recognizing the true face of these people, you will not hesitate to take action." Roushan rarely expressed his opinion on such things.
In fact, he is still quite straightforward. If he had not absorbed too many memories, he would definitely be killed by them.
Benedict breathed a sigh of relief. If Roushan firmly opposed it, he really didn't know what to do.
Everything went smoothly, but I was a little depressed: "Brother Rosen, have you been trying to persuade me to do it?"
"Of course!" Roushan nodded honestly and said: "Play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses. Are any of us masters of playing power games? If you had this ability, you would have become a senator before the evolution began. I remember when we met, you were bullied by ordinary officials, haha!"
Roushan did not hesitate to expose Benedict's past. People like him must be popular among the lower and middle classes, and they are loyal and principled.
But he is not a material for officialdom, otherwise he would not be bullied by ordinary officials.
Since he could not compete before, how did he make me feel that he could turn things around after becoming an evolver?
Recognize your own true nature and make the most correct choice, this is the right way.
Benedict was a little embarrassed, but he also reflected on it.
It seems that he is really insane, trying to compete with politicians in their comfort zone.
Perhaps it is the fixed thinking mode that is the result of the education system.
But now Benedict has awakened. I am not going to be an honest child. I want to be the father of the motherland.
He looked at Roushan with a sharp eye: "Brother Rosen, do you want to host this operation?"
With Roushan's identity and strength, it is of course very suitable to be responsible for the cleansing operation.
But Roushan has no such idea at all. For him, there is nothing to miss about the scales. What is there to fight for? Are you addicted to working?
"No, do it yourself!" Roushan clearly refused.
Benedict was a little disappointed. It seems that there is no one more suitable than Roushan.
But it is the same if he takes action himself. After leaving Roushan, a group of elites of the church have come to the headquarters through subtle mobilization.
Benedict called together all the members who participated in the action, all of whom were loyal supporters of the church.
There is no doubt that their determination to rely on the church to obtain the current priests does not need to be questioned.
And with a clear and lofty ideal, they do not need to face the torture of conscience.
Benedict did not make any mobilization, and began to shout: "Bacchus!"
Bacchus came over with a serious face.
"This is your goal."
Benedict handed a note to Bacchus, stared into his eyes, and said nothing.
Bucks took it and took a look, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, you won't see the sun tomorrow."
Bucks was very active in dealing with these disgusting rats.
Benedict was relieved and continued to call out the next name.
Each person represents a team, and they will carry out the mission together.
Of course, the church will cooperate with all parties to create opportunities for them.
In fact, the church's potential is very strong, so strong that no one can imagine it.
Bucks walked out of the church headquarters, and soon a specialist was responsible for connecting with our team.
"Bishop Bucks, we have locked the target home. If everything goes well... you can go to your home in advance and wait." The contact specialist accidentally found a little surprise through various means.
Bacchus was a little surprised. He had thought about robbing and killing people on the way, attacking government departments, and even confronting the army, but he had never thought about waiting directly at the other party's house.
"Are you right?" Bacchus tried to confirm: "Can we enter their house?"
"It should be no problem. Anyway, there will be no worse results. I suggest giving it a try." The contact specialist replied.
Bacchus was silent for two seconds. If there was a simpler way, he would certainly not force himself to increase the difficulty.
"Okay, I hope it goes well."
"It will definitely go well." The contact specialist blessed.
We all know what we are doing. This is a great cause. Only by cleaning up those termites can the glory of God be seen by more people.
With the mood of trying, Bacchus came to the rich area with strict guards.
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