Grand Chapel, ten minutes before the start of the pilgrimage.

"I, God's chosen Savior, will bring peace and tranquility to this holy land and bring holy wrath upon our enemies!"

Jacob held the Bible in one hand and pointed to the West with the other: "This land under our feet will never fall into the hands of the heathen, for the power of the Lord will never pass away!"

Vast swaths of believers fell to their knees and began to pray following the chatters' chantings.

Sitting in the corner of the sanctuary, Larynx touched the skin on his face, chuckled and said, "Quite a clumsy performance." ”

Myris crossed his hands on his lower abdomen, glanced at his throat bone, and chose to be silent.

The laryngeal bone shrugged.

Myris saw a pair of parents with their young daughter in the crowd, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he asked at his throat bone, "If you want to destroy the church, you can use a hundred other ways, why do you have to go to such great lengths?"

Laryngeal tilted his head to look at Myris: "You still think that I just want to take revenge on the church because of the tragic death of my family?"

"Isn't it?"

"My parents, my sisters, death was an inevitable consequence for them. The laryngeal bone peeled back the skin of his fingertips, looked at the white bones glowing with blue glow, and said slowly: "Everyone dies, the difference is only in time and way. ”

Myris frowned: "They have suffered so much......"

Shaking his head, he said, "People are a very strange thing, when they see their loved ones being killed by others, they will hate murderers, but when their relatives are tortured and destroyed by illness and old age, they have no choice but to accept it quietly. ”

"I don't understand ......"

"I'll put it more bluntly, death has never been low or noble, and being killed by one's own kind and dying of old age in a hospital bed are both forced to terminate the right to live for human beings. But the funny thing is that many people think that being killed by their own kind is a tragedy, but being killed by old age is common. But it seems to me that God, who controls the life and death of all people, is no different from those who commit murder. It's not these stupid humans that I hate, it's the god above our heads......"

Myris was stunned for a moment and muttered, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Larynx didn't answer the question, he looked ahead and just smiled.

The pilgrimage is over.

After completing his prayer, Jacob put down the Bible in his hand, nodded behind him, and then said to the believers: "In order to defeat the demons outside the city, the wise Heavenly Father has already prepared weapons. ”

In the hopeful sight of the believers, a group of Muslims walked through the back door with hundreds of silver plates in their hands.

The thousands of things the size of jujube pits placed on the plate caused the surrounding people to whisper.

"Eat these holy things, and you will gain supreme power and the glory of God!"

Jacob's words made people's voices a little louder.

In the face of this unknown, some believers were skeptical, but many more cheered loudly.

"Lord bless us!"

"The power of the Father will wipe out all evil!"

"The end of the devil will soon come!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, the throat bone sat up straight, smiled and said: "When humans are drowning, no matter how small the branches, can become their boat of hope. ”

Jacob was about to speak when he was interrupted by the sound of gunfire coming from the confessional.

The crowd in the main hall caused a small commotion.

"Oh my God, is the devil in town?!"

"Our army is defeated!"

Jacob glanced at the deacon beside him, motioning for him to go and see what was going on.

He opened his arms and shouted to the believers, "Time is pressing, those faithful Lambs, please stand before me and receive God's gift!"

Soon, hundreds of believers poured around the pulpit, praying for God's protection.

The catechumens distributed eggs to the believers and handed them bright red liquor to help them swallow.

Jacob looked at the believers around him, drew a cross on his chest with his right hand, and said in a deep voice: "Eat the holy thing in your hand, and your body will become a weapon of God!

A girl no more than eight or nine years old, dressed in a patched burlap garment, looked at the maroon "object" in her parents' hands, her azure pure pupils filled with fear, and heard her whisper, "Can I not eat ......?"

The girl's mother was furious, "How dare you refuse God's gift?!"

The father grabbed his daughter's chin, pried open the latter's teeth, and forced her to drink the eggs with wine. Then, I swallowed another.

In less than a minute, there were whispers of wails among the crowd of people who had ingested the eggs, and then these wails turned into heart-rending screams.

More and more people are lying on the ground, like boiled shrimp, clinging to their bodies with their hands, and the whole person is shaking like sifting chaff.

The girl who fell to the ground, tormented by severe pain, looked at her mother not far away, her small hands stretched forward to touch her loved ones.

The next second, the parasite burst out of her eye sockets, ending the child's life.

Old man Myris turned his head and closed his eyes.

In an instant, in the splatters of blood and minced flesh, patches of black parasites rose from the corpse.

Sunlight shines through the crystal glass of the Great Chapel and shines through the temple, illuminating every corner, and this light does not bring the slightest warmth, but makes everyone fall into an ice cellar.

"Oh God, they're all dead!"

"Run for your life!"

In the face of these parasites, the believers screamed and fled backwards, and even the catechumens, who had been mentally prepared in advance, were so frightened that they fell to the ground and could not move.

"Calm down, calm down!" Jacob clutched his trembling legs with his hands and exclaimed, "Although they are ugly, they do come from heaven and have the power to rid away demons!"

After saying this, Jacob raised the cross in his hand and slowly walked into the group of parasitic corpses in front of him.

Under everyone's gaze, hundreds of parasitic corpses, writhing parasites all over their bodies, were motionless in the face of the slowly approaching Pope, as if petrified.

The believers who saw this scene immediately regained their courage and hope.

"Look, the monsters didn't move!"

"Lord Jacob has quieted them!"

"With these 'things', we can really defeat the demons outside the city!"

Jacob, who was among the corpses, felt the sights of adoration coming from all directions, and in excitement he waved his cross and shouted to the people around him: "Look! Look! Their strength comes from the supreme God, the angel sent by God to protect us! I am the chosen one by God!"

Looking at the beings in the main hall, the throat bone slowly raised his arm.

He looked at the statue of the cross in the center of the temple and said, "If you want to stop me, now is your last chance." ”

After a moment of silence, the larynx smiled self-deprecatingly, and lowered his arm hard.

The parasitic corpses that had remained stationary, like puppets receiving orders, instantly swarmed up, surrounded the high-minded Pope, and tore him to pieces.

The sound of pushing, screaming, and gnawing was endless, and the parasitic corpses like a tide infected all living beings, whistling away in all directions of the Great Holy Hall.

High above the cross, two lines of black liquid gushed out of the idol's eye sockets, dripping to the ground, converging into a pool of black water, reflecting the most tragic scene in the Great Sanctuary for thousands of years.