Chapter 158: God's Painting Style
It was a small church that had been burned down, and through a hole in the roof you could see the dim sky outside.
The rabbi sat in the corner of the church and made a small enclosed space out of fallen bricks and stones from the roof, and protected himself and the scholar. Shuweng's forehead was covered with cold sweat, as if he was enduring great pain, his left leg had just been crushed by a piece of marble, and now his bones were somewhat misaligned.
The scholar took the tools of acupuncture to relieve his pain, and bit the rabbi's scarf in his mouth.
The rabbi closed his eyes and listened to the movement outside the church: a large number of demons let out a piercing scream, and the converging sound waves nearly overwhelmed the chapel. In this case, the slightest action is death.
"It's over, you really shouldn't let the old man mess around." Rabbi thought.
During the battle just now, Shuwen did not hesitate to risk his life in order to get closer to Noah's ark, and the rabbi had no choice but to go with Shuon, but on the way he broke away from the ranks of the Order and was scattered by the demons.
"Rabbi, if I die, you must continue our work." Shuwen was still giving himself a needle, but the injury to his left leg made him frown.
"You want me to leave you?" The rabbi almost jumped from the rubble.
The scholar hurriedly covered the rabbi's mouth, this action touched the wound, and the old man gasped: "Idiot! Are you going to kill us both! Listen, I'm afraid my leg won't get better. I can die, but the legacy of the scholar cannot be broken! ”
The scholar leaned into the rabbi's ear and whispered a few place names.
"These are places where the notes of the scholars of the past are hidden, and only the 'true eye' of the scholars can be found. Rabbi, it's time to take up this responsibility. ”
The words of the scholar are categorical and cannot be questioned.
"Don't force me, old man," the rabbi shook his head bitterly, "and you have told me since I was a child that a scholar cannot have feelings, and that he must remain absolutely neutral. For this reason, you have been taking me to the battlefield and watching those people die in front of me. Now you want me to see you die with my own eyes? ”
The scholar sighed: "Fool, everyone will die, I have lived long enough." ”
"That's different! If you're old and dead, I'll see you off with a smile! But you and I know you want to get the demon's attention so I can leave! I won't say yes! ”
Shuweng sighed again, and said that knowing the father is more than the son, and this is also common to the master and apprentice.
"Boy, you've grown up," the scholar smiled with satisfaction, "but it's not enough for the needle of heaven!" ”
Emerald green energy needles poured out of the church like a tidal wave, and the dazzling light successfully attracted the demon's attention. The demons swept down from the sky like sharks that smelled their scent.
"Old man panda! You! ”
"Do I need your consent to what I decide?" The bookmaker turned his face faster than a book, "Hurry up!" ”
The rabbi stood in the open-air church, his legs as if they were nailed to the floor, unable to take a step.
"You stupid apprentice, you're mad at me!" The scholar endured the sharp pain in his leg and wrestled with the demon, but the rabbi did not appreciate it, and instead pulled out his weapon to fight alongside him.
"If it weren't for the leg injury, I would have kicked you a few times!" The scholar sighed, "Alas"
Just then, it rained
Suddenly a group of monks in linen robes appeared in the streets of London, chanting scriptures in a low voice as they walked, and the leader was surrounded by golden light. This group of people walked through the ruins, quite a bit of the taste of the world.
It's a pity that there are no lambs left on the streets of London at this moment that they can save, and all they can see are corpses and the residue of corpses left behind by the demonic virus.
But for the forces of the Black Order, they are the gospel of God's mouth.
The team members didn't see the Pope, but with such a magical ability, is there a second one besides the Vatican?
"The Pope is coming!" Countless team members cheered, and even the exorcists relaxed and temporarily put away their weapons.
Only Ilka and Tieidoru did not move.
"Hmph. It takes a few days from Italy to England, and they came at the right time. Ilka rearranged the gray hair that had fallen over his shoulders.
"Since they're here, then Noah should show up too." Tiedoro was calm.
Quietly, this group of monks had gained the trust and command of the members of the Black Sect.
Everyone was expecting these messengers of the gods to call the shots, believing that the monks who had just saved them would lead them out of this hell on earth and defeat the Millennial Earl.
The monk's statement lived up to expectations: "I order that all men be evacuated from London. ”
"What ???"
"Have you forgotten the ultimate purpose of this holy war?" A monk stopped the crowd, "The meaning of the existence of the Black Order is to gather all the holiness and defeat the Millennium Earl. You're here to fight these demons, and you're wasting your lives in vain. ”
The team members blew up at once.
"Evacuate London? And what about the inhabitants here? ”
"If we evacuate now, then what are we fighting so desperately for?"
"Did I hear me right? God's will to let us flee? ”
"What will happen to my wife and son if I leave now? I don't know what happened to them yet! ”
The indignant members surrounded the monks in the middle, much to the astonishment of the monks.
Instead of the imaginary devout believers, they are replaced by a bunch of ignorant and filthy despicable human beings who deserve to go to hell.
Can human life be compared to this holy war of God? Don't they know that only by gathering all the holiness and defeating the Millennium Earl can they truly save the world? When will ants have the right to question God?
These people are no longer faithful to God, so judge them early.
"O unclean one, be purified." The monk at the head let out a low shout, and the seven monks behind him took a step forward in unison.
"Arrogance."
"Jealousy."
"Fury."
"Laziness."
"Greed."
"Gluttony."
“****。”
There seemed to be a stirring of wind under the seven monks' sackcloth robes, and the churning of the linen robes became more and more intense.
Black flames erupted from their bodies, burning their robes, revealing sturdy and shriveled bodies. The seven monks were of different shapes and appearances, but the only thing they had in common was the shocking black tattoos on their bodies, crawling all over their bodies like vines, writhing slightly as if they were alive.
The seven monks stretched out their hands to the crowd, and wisps of black smoke rose from the team's bodies, fluttering towards the monks. The recruited team members only felt that their bodies were light, not only did they not feel pain, but they felt very happy in their hearts, which was more relaxing than going to the church to confess.
Unlike ordinary holiness, this is a set of holiness called the "Seven Deadly Sins." It can absorb human sins and purify them through the body of the apostles. Demons are the flower of evil born out of sin, so this set of holiness works wonders for demons because they ignore the rank of demons, or rather, the higher the rank, the more demons are restrained.
The team members thought that the monks were spreading divine grace and redeeming their hearts, until the black light smoke began to mix with white mist
"Ahhh!!h Black flames suddenly erupted from the eyes, ears, nose and nose of one of the team members, but the seven monks still did not want to stop, and the team member was burned into charcoal by the flames.
What human soul is 100% pure? Burning sin is the same as burning a soul.
It was originally a weapon used to deal with demons, but now it is used on people.
"Stop!"
Ilka threw off his chains and attacked the seven monks, and Tiedoro unleashed the carving of Paradise to build a white wall to protect the wounded party inside.
The leading monk looked at the two marshals.
"Blasphemers, you have finally been exposed."
Marshal Irka smiled: "You don't represent God. ”
"Stubborn. Be judged, blasphemer. ”