"It's a big topic, and you have a lot of questions. "I don't know if it's because I know I'm dead, or if it's some other reason, the leader of the monks is quite open now, and he doesn't have a trace of nervousness when facing Evenson, who has imprisoned his soul" I know all these answers, but why should I tell you? What can you give me?"

Evenson raised his eyebrows, why are you charging for a chat? You deserve to be... "Are you bargaining with me?"

"Of course. The leader of the monks unabashedly admitted to the implicit threat of rebuke, "Your question can only be answered by me, neither the Pope of the Holy See, nor the books they keep, nor the Dead Sea Papers, which claim to reveal all the truth, can answer your doubts." ”

The leader of the monks said smugly, "This phenomenon seems to be called outside... Monopolize. ”

"Hmph..."Evenson sneered, "Monopoly?The premise of monopoly is that you have the ability to protect everything you control, and you..."

Torture souls is a warlock's specialty, and Evenson has also studied this way, of course, it is only a theoretical study, and this is the first time to put it into practice, just in time to practice it.

The light bead entered his body, and the leader of the monks seemed to have suffered the greatest pain, trembling and falling to his knees, but he held back and did not let out a scream, which made Evenson slightly surprised, he didn't expect this guy to be so strong.

He slowly raised his head, his lips twitched, and replied, "My situation, my end, I have seen it clearly, is there a better end and situation for me than now?"

"What?" Evenson frowned, withdrawing his spell, a little puzzled by the monk's leader's words.

"Want to talk about my true master?" the monk leader gasped a few times, although he no longer needed to breathe in his current state, he still habitually did it, "You can ask such a question, you must already know that my master is not God." ”

"I'll just answer you a free question. The leader of the monks smiled distortedly, "My master is Mephisto, one of the Seven Lords of Hell. ”

"I guess so. Evenson shrugged, he had expected this answer, but he was not surprised, "So, do you think that old fellow will shelter you, will save your soul? Rescue you from my hands? ”

"I've never had such a ridiculous dream. The leader of the monks struggled to get up from the ground, "I have not been able to complete what he has told me, and when I die, my soul will only fall into his hands, and I will be tortured endlessly in hell." ”

"Is there a worse situation than that? Is there a worse end than that?" the monk leader stepped forward, "For me, even if the soul completely dies and turns into nothingness, it is a hundred times stronger than that!"

"Therefore, if your methods of torturing me are not as good as that one, I advise you not to bother with that effort. ”

"Hmm—" Evenson sighed and rubbed his brow. Damn, it's not funny, it's like a person who was sentenced to death, does he care if you shoot him now?

"Maybe I don't need you to speak. Evenson got down from the table and snapped his fingers, "For a warlock, there are no secrets in the soul, I can crush your soul again and pick out the useful things." I promise, it's going to be very, very painful. ”

"Please. "The leader of the monks behaved very unscrupulously, and he felt like he was facing me head-on!" ”

"Ahh

He could indeed crush the soul in front of him and find out what he wanted to know. But who has ever tried to find their target in a hundred terts of files without using a search engine?

Alas, if only I had a demon inquisitor, the kind of demon who is best at dealing with the current situation.

"Okay. Evenson sighed helplessly, "I won't give you too much, you don't have to think about resurrection or anything." ”

"And what can you give me?" Seeing Evenson's relaxed attitude, the leader of the monks breathed a sigh of relief.

Evenson lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and blew the smoke into the face of the monk leader, "You fear the black hell, your life is here, your failures will be punished, I can give you a chance to escape, postpone your last judgment." ”

"How long is it delayed?" asked the leader of the monks at once, and the more a person knew how serious his crime was, and how terrible hell was, he would seize the opportunity to escape at all costs.

"A hundred years. Evenson flicked the ash of his cigarette and said, "You can live a hundred more years in this state of immortality." ”

The leader of the monks was impressed, but after looking at Evenson, he asked with some disbelief, "Can you live for 100 years?"

"No surprises, nothing is a problem. Evenson said that as long as I can survive, I can live as long as I want.

"So you can tell me what I want to know now, right?"

"Hmm... All right. The leader of the monks thought about it for a moment and decided to accept this condition, in fact, as long as he did not go to hell, he could do whatever he wanted.

"I saw the murals here, and to be honest I was surprised by the identity of the angels, not that I didn't know it, I knew that it was an alien pure creature, but I didn't expect the earth to have their existence, so I wondered, how many angels are there, and is God the same as them?"

"It's really well-informed, I didn't expect anyone besides us to know the identity of the angel. The monk leader was stunned for a moment and said, "According to the secret passed down by word of mouth among our temple leaders, there is only one angel, but it will show different abilities in different forms, sometimes it is light, sometimes it is holy fire, so mortals who do not know the truth imagine that there are ten angels of this conclusion, but in fact he has only one." ”

"A," Evenson nodded, there was only one Naru, which should be considered good news... Right?

"And what about God?" Evenson continued.

"God and angels are completely different. "As legend has it," replied the monk in the affirmative, "Victory took the form of a man, and for a long time God has remained in a state of seclusion from the world, rarely interfering with the faith of mankind, and rarely trying to spread his glory." ”

This state of affairs remained until the first year of the Common Era, when angels arrived from far away and proposed to God that humanity should be guided to the other side of the light. ”

"God agreed?" Evenson felt that this kind of proposal was indeed very much in line with the consistent style of the mainland.

"I didn't say yes, but I didn't say no either. The monk leader shook his head, "God thinks that mortals should be guided, but the angel's plan is too radical, so he only adopts part of it, and uses a gentle method to guide it." ”

"I don't think the Christian way of preaching can be called mild. Evenson pouted. It was okay in the early days, but later on, the Crusades, the Inquisition, the Witch Trials, which one was not bloody, cruel and tyrannical?

"What's more... What's the matter with you?" Evenson pointed to the head of the monks, "God and the angels have decided to guide mankind, but how did they tolerate a long-established church, the head of a church with ancient secrets, who were servants of the devil?

"And hell doesn't do anything to this world once or twice, where are the gods and angels who decide to guide this world? Why don't they stop it? Don't tell me they think it's a test for mortals. ”

Hearing this, the monk's leader's face gradually distorted, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Because God and angels are long gone!