With this melodious laughter like a wind chime, the flywheel of time starts again.

"Ah~ Murder!"

"Murder!"

The people around screamed, and the crowd began to disperse in confusion......

The forbidden team of Ville's character, the monks of Bro City, and the crowd of people who screamed and dressed in amazement, all rushed past her, as if no one had left their minds on this inconspicuous little fellow.

And she headed straight for the Cathedral of St. Natis.

"I want a bowl~" The ethereal and melodious voice attracted the attention of the almsgiving friars who had been watching from the sidelines.

"Oh~" The female monk smiled shallowly, and suddenly felt that the girl in front of her seemed to be somewhat familiar.

"I'm hungry, can I hurry?"

"Here!" the friar handed over a bowl of porridge in her hand, leaned down, and said, "Be careful of scalding." ”

"Thank you!" the girl smiled sweetly, and added, "Can I go in and pray?" I want to thank the Lord for the gift. ”

When the monk heard this, she was also surprised, how many of the people who came here to beg for porridge could still remember Josten? However, she didn't think much about it, but instead had a good impression of the little guy in front of her, and said, "Of course!"

The latter, hearing this, cautiously headed towards the Basilica of St. Natis.

And the monk who gave alms seemed to remember something, and shouted: "Wait a minute!"

The girl shrouded in tattered robes immediately stopped her steps and glanced back slightly, her eyes full of murderous intent.

"If you're hungry in the future, you can come to me alone~" The monk said to her with a smile.

"Thank you, nun!" said the girl, smiling, like a flower shining on water, moistening her mind.

With that, the girl turned and continued into the grand, majestic, holy and noble gates of St. Natis Cathedral.

The nun looked at her back, as if recalling her own childhood, and exclaimed, "What a time of suffering. ”

And when the girl entered the Basilica of St. Nattas, she slowly untied her tattered robes, her hair fluttered, and her bare feet whispered, and walked towards the towering, warm and intimidating statue of Jostine in the cathedral.

She is Chen Sona, a shell that has lost her soul.

It is also a bug, a worm that survives by parasitism.

This moth of the Chen Liria Continent has sin and slaughter on its hands, has eaten blood and souls, parasitized the most powerful Demon Heavenly Master, parasitized the lowest lowly beggars, and parasitized the most mediocre traders.

However, now the bug has been captured by the Shadow Owl because of its greed for power and has eaten the last thing it should eat - the Gate of the World.

"There are few voices of God, and there are relatives in faith. ”

Chen Sona walked slowly towards the statue of Josetine, and the praying people, the presiding priest, were still praying to their Lord as if they had ignored the existence of such a person.

"There are few voices of God, and there are relatives in faith. Chen Sona repeated it again, as if she was also reciting Qiao Siting's teachings.

There are few divine voices, and the faith is related.

And at this time, it was Ridoca who organized the whole ceremony.

Ridoca glanced at Chen Sona, and then said, "Stop, kid." ”

After saying that, Ridoca obviously didn't care about Chen Sona, and planned to continue to pass on the divine voice of Qiao Stine to the devout believers. But he was stunned suddenly, and then turned his head to look at Chen Sona who continued to walk towards the statue of Josten, and was surprised, "Chen Sona!?"

Ridoca knows Chen Sona, which is no wonder, after all, Chen Sona used to be the attendant of the Holy Maiden Doris, so she naturally knew her.

Ridoca glared at Chen Sona, and then said to the believers below, "The prayer is temporarily over, and you are gone." ”

The rest of the believers, look at me, I see that you don't know what's going on, but when I saw Ridoka, who was presiding on the stage, waved at them, they all dispersed, muttering in a low voice.

"You're not Chan Sona, who are you, what do you want to do?" Ridoca was no ordinary pedantic Bro City priest.

"Do you think this is important?" Chen Sona smiled brightly, and then with a wave of her hand, a magic array unfolded under her feet, and a dark magic aura was suddenly released, and the black mist was enveloped, and the wailing souls crawled out of the black mist one after another, enveloping the entire interior of St. Natis Cathedral.

A holy and glorious cathedral turned into a hell of demons and ghosts wailing in an instant.

Those ghosts like smoke and dust coalesced into elite soldiers, charging towards Ridoga, like thousands of horses.

Ridoca quickly closed his eyes and silently chanted a few words, and runes began to appear around him, these ancient and obscure words glowing with golden light, surrounding him.

Ridoca's robe swelled and flown up, his eyes turning golden, and a large transparent golden cross hung high above his head.

Under the light, all ghosts wailed. The ghosts who rushed towards Ridoca screamed and were instantly defeated by the holy light.

"Fool, how can this place be defiled!?" Ridoca opened his eyes, and golden light poured out, and his white hair and beard fluttered brightly.

"Hahaha......" Chen Sona suddenly laughed, her smile was particularly hideous, "Do you think you can stop me just by relying on this?"

After speaking, Chen Sona glared at his feet, and then leaped towards Ridoka, and Ridoga also had a serious expression, and with a wave of his hand, the golden cross on his head struck towards Chen Sona.

The moment the two came into contact, Chen Sona was instantly defeated, turned into a puff of smoke, and dispersed.

Ridoca frowned, "Necromantic Celestial?"

As soon as Ridoka's words fell, a black mist surged behind him, turning into Chen Sona's appearance again, "Guess wrong, old man!"

Chen Sona swung his palm and hit Ridoca's vest directly, and Pastor Ridoga reacted quickly, immediately turned around and slapped him.

The runes surged, the golden light was shining, the black mist exploded under the collision with the golden light, and the huge sound echoed in the Cathedral of St. Nadis, Chen Sona collapsed and turned into black mist again, and Ridoca obviously did not have this ability, and flew out.

Chen Sona recondensed and appeared on the ground of Ridoca's fall, showed a smile, and stretched out a palm towards Ridoca who flew in, the tip of which pointed straight at it.

Puff......

Chen Sona's palm pierced Ridoca's chest like a sharp blade, and a blood mist was in the shape 成️of Ridoca's back, making the entire St. Nátis Cathedral look particularly gloomy.

"Old man, you've lost!" Chen Sona said slowly, with her tender lips slightly furrowed, and then pulled her slender arm from Ridoka's chest.

Ridoca grabbed Chen Sona, his breath was unstable, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he looked extremely painful, gritted his trembling teeth, and said, "You are the priest of Fengcheng!"

"That's who I used to be, what did you just call me?Oh, yes, I'm Chen Sona now!" Chen Sona broke Ridoka's arms and continued to pull from Ridoka's chest.