Douluo: Recruit Hundreds of Millions of Followers and Crush the God Realm with Just One Punch

Mo Yuan traveled through time and became the young master of a hidden family in the far north. He stood on the top of a mountain as soon as he was born. Unfortunately, because of his black hair and black eyes, he was found to have a malignant blood mutation and fell into the quagmire overnight. The day when the martial spirit awakens. The consciousness of Moyuan descended into a dilapidated church and transformed into an existence that cannot be seen directly. Looking down at Tang San, who was kneeling down in worship, he came up with a good idea... [Pseudo believer: Tang San (loyalty: 55%)] [Church Authority: Lv1 (1/100)] [Soul power +0.25... Spirit +1314... Physical body +9999...] "Accept followers, accumulate values, unlock authority, and explore wonderful uses! From now on, I want billions of torrents of faith to converge into one body! I want everything to go my way! From now on, there will be no more troubles!!" But how to attract believers efficiently? ! After a bumpy journey, Mo Yuan finally went to Wuhun Hall to study. With amazing appearance, he was accepted as a disciple by Bibi Dong. There is only one goal. The papal throne! … Twelve years. Your fame has spread throughout the continent, and people regard you as the God of Oneness. Your growth has made the gods fearful. The day of joint judgment is coming, and on that day, you will wear the robe of the Pope. One punch shattered the world of gods. No one was killed. … These years. You are cunning, murderous, indulge in sexual pleasure, and deceive women. You squandered your treasury and acted recklessly, suppressing the angel clan. You are bold and bold, bringing peace to the continent. These years. You exterminate the wolf thieves without harming innocent people, resist the beast tide, and suppress the nobles. You protect the neglected villages and make the people prosperous and healthy. You never bully the weak, and you help each other in times of crisis. You are the projection of the fears of three eras...