Chapter 1: For the New World
In the sea of trees below the cliffs of the monastery, the shadows of the swaying trees hide something that is peeking at it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"It's really calm, Pejols Monastery. β
Lowering her binoculars, Lamia jumped off the trunk. As she fell, the hem of the black nun's robe opened in the wind.
The legs, which were strong but not thick, stretched out in the air, but the people under the trees did not choose to watch.
First of all, no one dared to provoke this young lady. Secondly, they don't care about **** this kind of thing.
Lamias's legs bent slightly as they landed, cushioning the impact of the fall. The nun who belonged to the Black Order was now walking towards the tent where she was stationed.
It's been a while to come to this place. Naturally, this monastery has been observed for such a long time.
"Is the magnetic field still the same?"
These days, almost every day, Lamia has asked the people in the tent the same questionβthe lady nun who has been assigned here after leaving Romania is clearly impatient.
Unlike in Romania, in the course of the mission, some personal problems were solved by the way - although Lamia always felt that something was wrong in the process - for example, her gun was lost somehow.
However, it seems that the mission of the Order has been completed, and Jonathan has received the retribution he deserves, so she feels good.
But it was a bit boring here - just to find something to come out of this monastery, and the time for the action that had been planned had to be put on hold because of something peculiar to come.
The machine in charge of monitoring the changes in the monastery's holy light suddenly detected a powerful magnetic field of holy light appearing in the monastery - the energy coefficient of that magnetic field was somewhat large, far beyond the configuration of the order's expedition this time.
"An angel descended. β
During her training in the Order, Miss Nun had been taught more than once that when the value of the Divine Light's magnetic field reached this level, the probability of a Heavenly Master landing was very high.
The staff in the tent took off the headphones they were carrying, turned their heads, and said helplessly: "It's still the same as yesterday, there is no movement, and there is no movement." However, due to its existence, the strength of the enchantment outside the innermost auditorium may have been strengthened by more than twice as much...... Miss Ramias, are we really not considering applying for support from HQ?"
Miss Nun said indifferently: "If you think that the headquarters can draw more manpower, I don't mind you applying now." I'd even be happy for you to apply. β
"I'm just...... Ask. β
He knew that the congregation's manpower problem had been a bit tight lately.
Recently, I also heard that the team that has been in charge of excavating the ruins at the headquarters has been lost in the steppe of Ulaanbaatar, and some people have been reassigned later, but I have not heard any news recently, and I don't know what happened to the men and horses later.
Of course, as a grassroots officer, these were just some talking points for him and his companions during a short break...... It is more appropriate for the upper echelons to consider the affairs of the upper echelons themselves.
"Wait, Miss Lamiath, the value of this magnetic field is starting to decay!"
Just as Lamia was about to leave when she saw that there was no gain, the staff suddenly said in surprise. Lamia turned around, squinting at the change in values on the screen.
She always felt the big gun hidden under the skirt of her nun's robe, and she began to.
......
"Hold back your anger and turn away from your wrath. Do not harbor grievances that lead to evil. β
In the humble stone chamber, the only small window brings in the light. Anatoly stood in front of this little light, praying as usual.
He felt it was his instinct - he had spent every day in prayer since he was conscious.
Therefore, even if the holy power in his body has been banned, no matter how much he prays, it will not resonate with the holy power, and he still has not given up this habit of his own.
There was a sudden knock on the iron door of the stone chamber, and an old monk, his godfather, Moggie.
Moji stood in front of the iron gate and let out an imperceptible sigh, but heard Anatoly in the stone room whisper, "My father, why sigh. β
Moggie shook his head and said, "My child, please forgive me, I have done my best. But you can't get free from here. β
Anatoly said quite calmly: "Father, you have done enough for me. Isn't it enough that Mr. Sullivan just sealed my holy powers in the end, not abolished them, and just imprisoned me here, not banished me? Because you picked me up, I have lived for the past twenty years. β
Moji frowned and said, "You are what I grew up watching, and no one knows you better than me." How can you be a heretic? Tell me, Anatoly, my child, you really can't remember what happened to you?"
Anatoly shook his head.
Mo Ji could only nod helplessly: "That lord has already gone back yesterday." We don't know when he's going to come again, so I'm afraid you'll have to stay here until his next arrival. β
Anatoly said indifferently: "There is water here, there is also food, it is enough." The true ascetic monks in the monastery are much harder than I am. β
Moji was about to say something, but at this moment, a loud noise suddenly sounded outside, and at the same time, the ground shook slightly.
The two people in the conversation both subconsciously frowned.
Moggie quickly left the confinement area and headed outside. Anatoly could not remain calm at this time, and a kind of restlessness made him look out the window blankly.
I only heard those loud noises that did not stop, but became more and more dense...... It's the sound of an explosion.
Faintly, Anatoly even heard a weak scream.
Soon after, Moji hurried back and appeared in front of the door of the stone chamber, his forehead wounded, blood staining almost half of his face.
"Father!" Anatoly finally couldn't keep his composure.
I heard Moji hurriedly say, "We have been attacked...... They, they're trying to rob what's in the auditorium! Anatoly, get out of here. β
"No, Father!How could I abandon you!Father, you!!"
Click.
When the door opened, Moji had already fallen to the ground. He still had the key to open the door in his hand, but his chest was already red with blood.
"Forgive me, I can't unlock Lord Sullivan's confinement of you. Moji said weakly, "But even the Holy Light cannot be effective against them...... Their bullets seem to have a curse on them, tearing through our shields with ease......"
"Father, don't talk yet! I'll stop the bleeding!"
"No...... No need. You...... You come to my ear, and I have something to say to you......"
Anatoly had to bow his head.
I saw Moji take something out of his bosom and stuff it into his palm.
"Please...... Be sure to keep the faith in your heart, no matter what ...... Anytime, anywhere...... But......" Moji's voice grew weaker, "but...... What if one day, you are really lost...... There was doubt in my heart...... Just go, go and find...... Find ......"
"Father's !!"
Moji finally couldn't finish his words, and closed his eyes.
Anatoly stared in amazement at what the godfather had given him at the end of his life: a black card.
......
The shield of light evolved by the golden holy light was easily pierced by bullets.
With two guns in hand, Ramia walked easily through the thirteenth hall of the monastery. Miss Nun looked at the abbot who was left at the end.
Around him, several ascetics had fallen in pools of blood.
"Without the Holy Light, you are really not even as good as a retired veteran. Ramia chuckled.
"Cursed Weapon...... The Black Order has developed such a depraved thing!" the abbot of the monastery looked very calm.
Life seemed to come to an end at any moment, and he was clearly not afraid.
Lamia turned the silver gun in her hand and smiled, "The blood of the piercing male plus some other materials, although I don't like it very much, but the effect is obvious, isn't it." β
"What is your purpose? β
"Your Excellency, what is hiding under your feet?"
"Sure enough......" the dean's face changed drastically, "do you even want to get involved with it?"
"For the new world. β
Lamia said indifferently, and the bullet with the curse also shot out of the chamber of the silver pistol at this time, easily piercing the dean's forehead.
After waiting for a moment, convinced that the old man had no chance of standing up again, Ramia took out the walkie-talkie and said, "Let the priest team come in, start eroding the barrier here, and take out the holy relics inside." Also, let's start cleaning everyone here, let's get the people we have ready to settle here...... From now on, Pechaels is our product. β
"Miss Ramiath, we've got a guy. He seems to be confined to a dungeon, probably taking advantage of the chaos to escape. β
"Do you have any holy power in your body?" Lamia asked indifferently.
"No signs of Divine Activity have been detected. β
"Well...... Lamias thought for a moment, "and those who will be imprisoned are either sinners or heretics." Since there is no holy power...... Let's catch it first, maybe it will be useful later. β
"Got it!"
Ramia put the walkie-talkie down and glanced at the thirteenth auditorium. Her fingers stretched out, and she drew a cross in front of herself towards the fallen corpse.
Lamia chuckled and turned around, putting her gun in her pocket, "For the sake of the new world?"
......
The blood on the walls was cleaned, the bodies were taken to a place for incineration, and the doors of the monastery were reopened as if nothing had happened.
Only Lamia got on the helicopter and left the place in the middle of the woods. (To be continued.) )