Before the chief priest could react, he felt a pair of large, cold hands grab his neck and lift him into the air.

Puppets? Why are there puppets in such a place?

A trace of doubt flashed in the chief priest's mind, but he did not panic, and endured the discomfort of suffocation, and methodically prepared the evil magic, intending to counter the puppet and seize control of it.

Although I was a little surprised that this kind of down-and-out little church hid a puppet, it definitely wouldn't be a high-end product, just an inferior puppet, can you second me? Can you kill me in seconds?

He thought to himself that he had unleashed an evil spell very quickly in his hand.

And then... And then there is no more...

His evil magic was silently devoured by a huge mouth like an abyss.

How can it be?

The chief priest was shocked, and then remembered that he wanted to struggle and resist.

But as soon as he exerted his strength, he suddenly felt that the big hand that was pinching his neck was also suddenly forced.

With a crunch, his neck crooked like a chicken with a broken neck.

The whole process didn't make too much noise, so that the two cultists who were still waiting outside didn't know what was going on inside.

"What's going on? Why is there no movement? Did something happen to the chief priests? ”

"How is that possible?! That's the priest, and it's an existence that everyone looks up to in this sinless city, and if something happens to your whole family, he won't have an accident! ”

"Probably I found something good and planned to swallow it privately, right? Let's hurry up and keep up, those who see it have a share! ”

With that, the two of them also flipped into the backyard with their hands and feet.

After two more clicks, the night was silent again.

As a result, before dawn the next day, Gallo suddenly felt something warm and soft rubbing on his face, and quickly woke up, only to see a little milk cat licking his face, and 'meowing' milky meow.

"What's wrong? Isn't it just dawn? Hungry? ”

"I'll peel a potato for you."

Gallo said, quickly got up, and went to the backyard to look for potatoes.

Then he saw the three bodies...

Gallo was stunned for a moment, quickly pinched his thighs, and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Then he hurried to the old bishop's chamber and shook him awake.

The old bishop wore a long, soft peaked nightcap with a fluffy ball on top, and asked with sleepy eyes:

"What's wrong? Isn't it dawn yet? Hungry? ”

"I'll bake a potato for you?"

Gallo shook his head again and again and dragged him to the backyard.

"Ahh The goddess is above, I shouldn't have woken up yet..."

The old bishop muttered, pinched his thighs, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and glanced at the backyard again, before turning his head to meet Gallo's eyes.

"Why are there three corpses in the yard?!"

The two said in unison.

The two hurriedly ran to wash their faces to sober themselves up, and then ran to check the corpse, which roughly figured out the situation.

All three of them are sneaky cultists who want to sneak into the church at night to wreak havoc.

Gallo suddenly felt a fire in his heart!

"You've been pestering me for days..."

"It also prevents me from making money..."

"Now, how dare you break into my church?"

"You're killing yourselves!"

Unfortunately, these people are all dead, and Gallo can't kill them again.

As for who killed them? There is only one answer...

"Why would you just kill them?"

Gallo asked at the puppet Amiya.

"This is a live mouth sent to the door, you killed them all, how can I follow the vine and kill them all?"

Of course, the puppet wouldn't answer him, just sat quietly in place, his body shrunk into a ball, his thick hands wrapped around his equally thick legs, and he looked a little aggrieved.

At this time, the old bishop also reminded him in time:

"Don't get carried away by hatred, don't forget the teachings of the goddess!"

Gallo immediately came to his senses, and quickly pointed at his left chest with two fingers of his right hand, and kept muttering:

"Elegant and easy-going, kind to others, humble and prudent..."

After repeating it several times in a row, he felt that he had calmed down, and then he asked the old bishop:

"How did these people find here? Did they find out who I am? ”

The old bishop shook his head:

"If they knew you were a skullcrusher, it wouldn't be just three of them..."

"You don't even have to go out in person, just find a way to inform Miss Wentini, she's very sensual about you, isn't she?"

Gallo was still puzzled and asked:

"Then why did they come in?"

"Maybe it's just a casual stroll?"

"Maybe inspired by the goddess?"

The old bishop shrugged his shoulders and speculated.

Gallo immediately rejected the second claim.

"How could the goddess possibly inspire these cultists?"

"Well, it's not..."

The old bishop smiled and asked, "Then what are you going to do now?" ”

"Of course, look for clues on them, and then find the door and kill them all!"

Gallo replied without hesitation, but immediately realized that there was something wrong with saying this, and quickly changed his words:

"Ahem, I'm such an elegant and easy-going person, of course I won't kill anyone, I'm just going to help them repent and confess their sins and forget about the disputes..."

"They are obviously cultists, but they have set foot in the realm of the goddess, this is undoubtedly a blasphemy, it is really too deceitful, and they must repent well!"

The old bishop nodded noncommittally, and then lowered his head and continued to rummage through the three corpses.

Eventually, he found three purses, two daggers engraved with evil patterns, and a small lilac flower.

"That's what Amiya gave me last time!"

Gallo said quickly.

The old bishop looked at the flower, pondered for a moment, then picked up two more daggers and examined the patterns on them.

The patterns formed a pattern, exactly the same one that Gallo had seen on the cult woman before.

The old bishop hurriedly returned to his room with the dagger, took out an old yellowed notebook from the shelf, opened it, and carefully checked the records on it.

After that, he said to Gallo:

"This is the mark of the Tree of Moros!"

Gallo was a little unfamiliar with the name.

The old bishop went on to explain:

"Legend has it that it is the 33rd child of Eas, and is so favored by Eaz that he is even willing to share power with it, and is one of the slaves of the Mother of Desire, a true evil god."

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Approaching the end of the year, there are many things, the update may not be stable, and the time will change somewhat, I hope you can understand.

I'll do my best!