Black Order.

Komui looked at a newspaper spread out on his desk, the front page headlined: Save or Kill?

"Exorcists and demons fought fiercely on the streets of London, resulting in the destruction of a large number of buildings, the death of 11 people, and the mass protests"

Next to the newspaper were more than a dozen earlier newspapers, all of which reported on similar incidents. These newspapers expressed the opinion that the Black Order was formed to exorcise demons and save humanity. But when exorcists kill demons, more people lose their lives, so does the existence of exorcists still make sense? The Black Order is affiliated with the Vatican and has never been subject to government control, which may be why they act unscrupulously

Komuy's pen tapped on the newspaper on the table, not knowing where to refute.

Yes, there are many people who have died because they have been affected by the exorcist's battle, but if you don't destroy the demons, is it okay to let the demons kill people one by one in the dark? What's more, the reason why the Black Order was formed was not to destroy demons at all, but to collect holiness and defeat the Millennium Earl.

But who cares? Ordinary people don't see this, they only know that their relatives are dead, and in order to save their relatives, they are even willing to sign a contract with the Millennium Earl. Moreover, when the Order was first established, the external propaganda was to exorcise demons, and now it is also indisputable.

Reports of this have not stopped since the attack on Rubelil, and the normal work of the Black Order has been disrupted in London: the explorers are being spat on in the streets, and the exorcists are being shunned like the plague. In this state, London's information network was almost completely destroyed, and it was no longer possible to detect the hidden demons in time, so a vicious circle was formed, and Komui was exhausted from coping with them.

The Black Order was originally a relatively hidden existence, never appeared in the public media such as newspapers, but now it seems that the roof of the house has been lifted all of a sudden, and it is exposed to the sun for others to point fingers.

Komui is a scholar who has studied many fields of scientific research in depth, but he has not had this kind of experience in the newspaper and talking to people.

Who is spreading this bad news for the Order?

"We have been fighting to this day to save this world from the Millennium Earl, but now the world doesn't seem to want us to save it." Komuy laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Good things are always expensive." This is what Li Xianhua once told him.

"It's really expensive, Instant, where are you now?"

The big ship was riding the wind and waves on the sea, and Li Xianhua stood on the deck, feeling the sea breeze and the chirping of seagulls.

"You look good today." Paul came to him.

"But it's not." Li Xianhua didn't look back.

"It's not your responsibility to do anything about Adair."

"Isn't it?"

"It's not."

Li Xianhua looked back at Paul: "Whose responsibility is that?" Yours? Or do you want to tell me that it's a choice of fate? God's will? ”

"Maybe."

"Hahaha!" Li Yihua laughed and patted Paul's shoulder, "Then let God die." ”

"Lord Instantaneous, as an apostle, how can you say such blasphemous words?" Paul was furious.

Li Xianhua was still smiling: "You have such nondescript holiness, and you still believe in God?" In that case, why would you betray the Vatican? ”

Of course God exists! The holiness in our hands is proof! Paul replied earnestly, "But I believe that those people do not represent the will of God!" ”

"Who then can represent the will of God? You have come all this way to me, do you think I represent the will of God? Li Xianhua smiled.

"I do think so."

Li Xianhua's smile disappeared, and he looked at the sea breeze in the distance, looking a little confused.

"Paul, I didn't believe in God or in fate. But that day, you were crushed under a tree and unharmed, and Adair, a great living man, stumbled and fell off a cliff under the noses of all of us, and you said that I represent the will of God, and the will of God is to let others die for me? ”

"No, Lord Instant, I understand your self-blame"

"The wind blows and I have a headache, so I'll go back first."

Li returned to the cabin, leaving Paul alone on deck

Nanjing, Qixia Temple.

The dilapidated temple has been busy these days, and there is an endless stream of good men and women, because it is said that a few days ago, the heavenly prince appeared and sent down miracles, which shook the mountain, but the temple was safe and sound. So many people think that this is the will of God - to rebuild the ancient temple.

Thanks to donations from a large number of wealthy local businessmen, the ruins of the temple were swept away in just a few days. The side hall where Li Xianhua once stayed has been rebuilt into a large hall, and the whole temple is in full swing.

However, some people still kept their senses, and the admiral of Nanjing sent a large number of soldiers and people at the foot of the mountain, and closed the scene to concentrate on digging.

"Hmph, what kind of heavenly apparition is nothing more than an exorcist exorcism."

The admiral's henchman, the sallow-faced man, took out a handkerchief and wiped his sweat while watching the bustle on the mountain road, the steep path did not stop the enthusiasm of the believers to offer incense.

"A bunch of idiots, fall to your death!"

Sallow Face cursed in a low voice, because he had been teased by Kuros's master and apprentice, and he didn't have a good sense of exorcists. In his eyes, these exorcists are just a group of foreign Taoists, no different from the flower children on the street.

"What's the big deal about catching a few imps?" The sallow face was indignant, "Give me a little more care!" I missed the above explanation, see how Lao Tzu cleans you up! ”

It's unpleasant to be instructed to do hard work on a hot day.

There is no way, you have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death, this is the explanation above. It must be ensured that no demons survive in this vicinity. It's better if the exorcist dies!

A sturdy man moved away from the rocks and fled screaming—a human hand inside.

The screams soon caused a riot among the others, and soon the valley was filled with echoes of people panicking.

"What's the noise!" The sallow face hit the frightened man with a folding fan, and walked forward scoldingly, "Human hands? Could it be that an exorcist is dead? ”

Under the sallow face of scolding, the people resisted their fear and moved away from the stones around the arm.

The self-reliant holy John lay there naked, still clutching the cross in his hands.

"Damn, that's troublesome!"

The sallow face is not calm, although he looks down on this group of guys who pretend to be ghosts, but there are people above them! Those big men are so precious to these magic sticks that they usually have to raise their nostrils to the sky. Just like the last time on the flower boat, those two poor ghosts teased themselves, and they had to endure it.

I don't know how this group of people pleases the people above, even the Admiral has to be respectful to them.

Now that these people have an accident in their own jurisdiction, the Admiral is going to beat people again.

"Pack up and carry it back to the house." The sallow face covered his nose with a handkerchief, although he did not smell the stench of corpses.

"Wait!" The sallow face noticed the cross.

I don't know what the cross is made of, it is dark and swarthy, mixed with dots of gold.

"Could this be what the Lord said about Ugin in the Western Regions? It's a baby."

The sallow-faced hand reached for the cross.

John suddenly opened his eyes.