The slaughter continued for most of the night, and the flames and the description of the fleeing guards frightened the Romans, who gathered together and huddled in a small worship room. They believe that God can redeem them here.

Those who had the audacity to open the window and see through the tiny crack saw the light of the fire not far away, and they did not know what happened to the Alans there, but it could only be said that none of them escaped.

All huddled together, all dressed in pajamas, men and women huddled together, praying to God with the equally terrified priest, not stopping at the cross painted on their chests.

This prayer lasted from late at night until dawn the next day, when the rising sun dispelled the sky and the darkness beneath it, and the light returned to the earth.

"God cast his light back on the earth, and the scorching light was like a myriad of sharp swords, leaving the demons with nowhere to hide." The priest finally summoned up the courage to inspire the trembling villagers, "The light is coming, the darkness is gone, the demons are gone, and we are safe." ”

"But we don't know when they're leaving, or where they are?" A man said to the priest.

"Maybe they never left, and the light of God could not make them suffer for it?" The villagers still refused to leave, leaving the priest helpless.

"Otherwise, Father, you are in the service of God, and you will naturally receive more favor from God!"

"Yes, Father, go out and scatter the devil!" The villagers below rose up one after another, leaving the priest standing on the podium at a loss for what to do.

"Alright! All right! Finally unable to stand the demands of the crowd, the priest gritted his teeth, nodded violently, and finally walked to the door with a small broken step in the crowd, but he stopped before going out, thinking about it, if the demon had not left as the villagers said, as the only living person in the village after going out, he naturally could not escape.

"But I'm weak alone after all." He looked back at the red-eyed, expectant men waiting for him, waiting to see what would happen when he went out.

No, he can't just die alone, so he's going to pull on a couple of pads, well, that's it.

Unexpectedly, the stupid villagers began to elect themselves, and soon, after the argument, the three undesirable fellows had to stand up in the crowd and go out with the priest to check on the situation, and even if they were extremely reluctant, the others in the worship room had already expelled them through a "democratic" decision.

In this way, the Romans, who had not slept all night in the prayer room, sent the priest and three undesirable unfortunate ghosts out of the worship room, and as soon as they went out, they looked around and looked around, and had not yet taken two steps.

"Bang!"

The crisp and heavy sound sent chills down the spine of the priest and the three villagers, and they looked back to see that the damned villagers had closed the door tightly.

"Damn it, just hide in there and survive!" Not only the three unlucky ghosts, but also the priest himself began to be extremely dissatisfied with what the villagers had done.

"Look, look around, my God, his light has cast out the demons, why are you still so afraid, poor fellows! It seems that for God's sake, I will ask God to forgive you for not sending heavenly punishment! The priest said, turning his head and fixing his gaze, which instantly petrified him in place.

Because on the fence of the courtyard opposite him, a row of bloody guys were facing them like statues from behind the fence.

"My God! My God! ”

The four priests were frightened, their eyes widened, and they retreated, and the priest raised the cross hanging on his chest to the group of fellows in front of him, and began to recite in Latin the words of the Bible that he knew, trying to use this to dispel the demons in front of them.

But it doesn't seem to be working! When the priest was reading the Bible, the "demons" began to move, and they all rolled over the fence and walked towards them.

"Oh my God, oh my God, it doesn't work, it doesn't work, Father!" The three unlucky men were frightened, they screamed and retreated, turned and pulled at the wooden door of the worship room, and shouted, "Let us in, let us in!" ”

But no matter how hard they shouted and forced, they couldn't make the door shake, and the door was locked.

"Oh my God, oh my God!" The three guys were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, and when they saw the oncoming "demon", they planned to flee separately, but as soon as they took a step, they stopped, because at some point the same "demon" appeared on both sides of them.

The whole atmosphere fell to freezing point, although the priest held the cross with a heroic appearance that God had in mind, he still could not stop the approaching "demon." ”

"I warn you, this is the realm of God, and no mortal or demon is allowed to set foot without my permission! Don't get out of here! The priest looked very imposing, but the words were only threatening, after all, they were pale, and he was already sweating with fright, when he saw these "demons" wearing the same iron mask on their heads. ”

"Mortal...... Hehehe..."

One of them was at the forefront, and he let out a dull, echoing laugh, a voice that no human could make, at least in the eyes of the priest, who was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he kept his way, but there was horror in his eyes, this "demon" could speak Latin. Those red eyes seemed to be able to capture people's hearts, making him sweat so much that he almost cried.

This "demon" was carrying an iron sword, no, all the "demons" were carrying iron swords, and the sword was stained with blood, and some were even dripping blood, and he finally stopped in front of the priest and handed him a white cloth to the priest.

"Take it, take it, and show it to the Alans when they arrive!" The gloomy voice spoke slowly, and after the priest took it with a trembling hand, the "demons" turned and disappeared from sight along the road.

"They're gone? Let's go! ”

The three unlucky ghosts behind the priest looked at the priest, and they wondered what the "demon" had given the priest? This was also the priest's doubt, and he lowered his head and opened the white cloth with a blood-red fish painted on it. The priest didn't know what this meant, but the muffled words didn't stop in his ears, "See the Alans, show them this." ”

At this unfortunate time, the sky was overcast, and then a downpour of rain fell and soaked the priest.

He had no intention of hiding from the rain, he took a step towards the stricken settlement of Alain, where the flames had engulfed the beautiful village and littered the remains of a broken arm.

In the middle of the settlement, he saw a huge, blood-stained cross, with two Alans hanging from each of the two sections of the cross, and the base of the cross was full of Alans, and the Alans of one settlement were here. The priest lowered his head, and when he saw the mud under his feet covered with blood, he finally couldn't help his stomach churning, and he fell to his knees and vomited loudly.