Father Stella jumped to his feet.

Oooo

There were several steel knives between the fingers, and they were all thrown at the tentacles, holding them in place.

But even so, there is still some distance from the gate.

The distance that was less than half a street now seems very far away.

One step at a time, tens of thousands of lives.

"———— Gate !!!"

Onward, onward!

Slash!

Father Stella swung his twin knives swiftly, slashing at the evil that was rushing at him.

But in the face of such a number and intensity, it is inevitable that some fish will slip through the net.

A few tentacles bypassed his path and made a huge cut in his waist.

But Father Stella didn't feel the pain, all he felt was the loss of spiritual power.

"Amen ————!!!"

The old blue-skinned Bible on his waist was also pulled and torn apart by the tentacles.

The pages of the book fluttering in the sky reflected the golden glow of Father Stella's spiritual power.

It is extremely holy and noble.

"Amen ——————!!!!!!"

In the midst of the stormy combo, Father Stella, wielding a steel knife, moved forward, ignoring the tentacles that only hurt him.

The wound on his waist had been repaired, and a cut had been made on his leg.

No bleeding, no pain.

Only forward.

"Amen ————————!!!!!!!"

Sensing that he might not be able to achieve his goal, Father Stella, who was still frantically overcoming obstacles, let out an impassioned cry.

"God!!! give me strength!!

"God!!! give me courage!!

"God!!! let me save the world!!!

The door opened a little more, and now, the gap was wide.

But at the same time, Father Stella seemed to be feeling something.

That's a feeling of reassurance, that's a feeling of being right.

He felt like he could do it, he felt like he could touch that door.

He felt that the door was incomparably clear, right in front of his eyes, within reach.

He felt...... The door called to him, too.

It must have been his manifest spirit that showed him the way forward......

Thinking of this, Father Stella felt more excited, more confident, and took the forward step in stride.

After all, for the average person......

Just to feel his God, that's enough.

More fucking than enough!!!!!!!

Golden spiritual power erupted, and Father Stella's arms swung faster than before.

The trajectories of steel knives wielding in the night sky were one after another, one was not finished, and another appeared again.

With a dizzying quick swing of the knife, Father Stella had already stepped into a realm that Jianming and Yuanshan could not reach.

Like a knife to cut through the mess, Father Stella's progress is clearer.

But............

Everything has a price, and Father Stella asked his god and his god responded.

Can... On the other hand, the price paid is very heavy.

Father Stella's body has taken a lot of damage.

Right now, his mechanical body couldn't withstand the speed at which he swung his sword.

Sparks had already emerged from the junction between the arm and the body, and soon after, the wiring and cables inside were revealed.

"———— Gate ——!!!!!!"

Regardless of his injuries, it's right.

Father Stella had the intention of sacrificing his life, but now, how could he spare his life again!?

A few arms, compared to the thousands of lives in the world, what is it!?

Originally, my body and life were all given by the gods.

Since it's something delivered by a god, you have to use it for the sake of that god!

Regardless of his own injuries and the enemy's attacks, Father Stella continues to slay the evil in front of him, vowing to eradicate them from this world once and for all!

Right now...... Father Stella was only one step away from the door in front of him!!!!

Pity.

Father Stella, blinded by faith, finally missed it.

One of the thickest tentacles seized the moment and wrapped around the already unconnected mechanical arm.

Just rip it off and tear it off.

Father Stella, who had lost his arm, also lost the means to attack, and it was even more difficult to maintain his balance during the high-speed run.

Just like that, his steps were unsteady and his body was turned on his back.

The music box on his waist fell to the ground.

The parts inside are scattered all over the place.

The originally elegant melody has become distorted and slowed down...... At last.

Stop completely.

....................................

In the whole square, there was no sound of a music box, no sound of slashing steel.

Silent.

....................................

"Amen. ”

Father Stella prayed to the people in front of him, as his face stood up like stagnant water.

His left arm had been left far away, and there was no steel knife left in his hand.

His right hand..................

Just like that, the palm pressed against the silver gate!!!

"Ahh!!!!h

Tremendous energy flowed from the palm of your hand into Father Stella's body.

In less than a moment...... His left hand had regenerated as if it were new.

"Ahh!!!!!!!!!!h

The pain that should have been there no longer rushed into Father Stella's body, his already tattered gray trench coat even more tattered, and the cross on his chest twisted.

But even in spite of the pain, Father Stella remained rational and calm.

He pressed the door with his hands and back like that, trying to close him.

The tentacles then tore him apart.

But no matter how you tear him apart, the endless and endless energy will make him regenerate immediately.

The process of effort and pain, destruction and regeneration took only a short time......

Stopped.

The tentacles stopped moving.

Father Stella has become one with the silver-white gate.

And those tentacles also accepted this reality.

It's as if you've negotiated with someone.

Countless eyes slowly closed on those twisted tentacles, and the color gradually faded until it turned pure white.

After that, they become thinner and thinner.

Gradually...... They turned into one white cloth after another.

The white cloths floated like that, writhing their bodies, and gently lifted Father Stella, who was still with his hands outstretched, and his face looked a little haggard and tired.

Finally, he was brought to the very center of the gate, firmly fixed.

The door has been closed.

Father Stella, it worked, he did it.

He sacrificed himself to close the door forever.

Now he ......

It is like the position of Jesus crucified.

It was deeply embedded in the middle of the gate.

The mission entrusted to him by the gods has been accomplished, and Father Stella smiles, smiling contentedly.

There seemed to be tears rolling in Yuanshan's eyes, it wasn't easy, it was really not easy.

Jianming gritted his teeth a little, he looked at Father Stella's haggard, tired, almost unable to open his eyes, but with a satisfied smile on his face.

Obviously won...... But I always feel very unhappy in my heart.

Looking at the two of them thoughtfully, Father Stella spoke weakly.

"Don't grieve for me...... It's not worth it. ”

Sadness? Jian Ming asked himself, is this lingering feeling of boredom in his heart now sad?

No, the unhappiness should be caused by the fact that the person who had a bad impression when I met for the first time has now become the object of some respect for myself.

"Amitabha. ”

Yuanshan folded his hands and sat down cross-legged like that, he wanted to offer his deepest respect to this living Buddha who had sacrificed his life and understood the great righteousness.

Looking at the two of them, Father Stella continued to speak weakly.

"I'm going to ...... gone, and I will disappear from this world completely. ”

There was not a hint of fear in his expression, it was just ...... It seems a little lonely, and old.

"The best...... Never see me from this world again, like this...... Best. ”

has become a lock on this door, and his appearance means that the world is once again in crisis, and is about to face destruction.

"So...... Farewell......"

The four corners of the gate began to crumble, began to disintegrate themselves, and were about to leave the world with Father Stella once and for all.

Closing his eyes, Father Stella could no longer see the two of them.

But in his mind, a calm and peaceful scene appeared in his mind.

Hahaha...... Hahaha......

"I heard ......"

Father Stella began to silently recount the last thing he saw and heard.

"I heard the children in the orphanage laughing and playing...... Sound. ”

The gate was still shattering. Fragments of transparent glass gradually dissolved and disappeared without a trace like melting ice.

"Kids ......"

"Leaving .................."

"Everybody......"

"Wait for me. ”

In front of Father Stella, who was about to fall apart, a blonde girl was reflected.

He vaguely remembered the little girl who was smiling brightly, as if he had finally remembered. He pronounced her name.

"Alice............!"

The gate was almost shattered, and finally, Father Stella began to disassemble himself.

His limbs began to drift apart and decompose like broken white cloth, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

"Everybody......"

"Don't cry. ”

"Everybody......"

"Don't quarrel, get along well......"

The body has been scattered by the wind, and the only remaining head has begun to decompose. There is no trace of loneliness on his face, as if he is surrounded by the children he loves the most, and he is extremely happy. There was still a smile on his lips.

"Before eating...... Remember to wash your hands. ”

".............................. before going to bed"

"Remember to pray. ”

The head had shattered and vanished, leaving only a smiling mouth, and his last two words were spoken in a sonorous voice.

"A-Men !!!!!!!"