At this time, Father Anderson finally appeared in Nevi's residence with Constantine.

The infamous Blood Queen was now sitting quietly on a chair by the window, looking out the window from afar.

"Ms. Nevi, I think we can talk."

Konstantin was the first to break the silence and asked directly.

To be honest, the moment he saw Nevi now, his heart beat as if it had been caught.

The delicate and tranquil face is indeed very attractive.

Coupled with that light shirt, Konstantin will be seduced by this charm.

In order to prevent Anderson from saying anything that was not conducive to communication, he spoke first.

"Nevi, I'm going to kill you."

Anderson glanced at Konstantin dissatisfied, for whom Konstantin's words were too polite.

For monsters, there is no need for detailed communication at all.

Although Anderson didn't know if he would be able to kill the legendary monster that never died, he was ready to give it a try.

"Now tell me what you're going to do!"

Anderson roared loudly, and the green tendons on the back of his hand exploded.

The strong, tall figure pressed the cross on his chest with one hand, and his eyes could see anger through the shattered lenses.

Nevi is a monster transformed by humans, and Anderson is a little more angry at Nevi, who has abandoned her human identity.

Nevi turned her head slowly, then back again.

Perhaps it was more meaningful for her to see Anderson and Constantine than to see the scenery outside the window.

But it was a good start, at least she didn't mean to refuse to communicate.

"Father Anderson, we're not here to fight, remember?"

Konstantin lowered his gaze and said slowly.

Then he walked over to Nevi, pulled away a stool and sat down in front of him.

Konstantin had no hope for Anderson's words, and simply dealt with the matter in his own way.

"So, Blood Queen, how do you plan to carry out your revenge plan after this resurrection? Do you plan to spread the plague in this world, or wait quietly for death to come? ”

Konstantin's tone was a little strange, and his fingers were beating uneasily.

At this time, he was like a reporter waiting for a big news, speaking in an eager tone, and just the right amount of admiration.

Superb disguise is one of the things he does best.

After all, you can't really express your thoughts when dealing with demons, that's dangerous.

"I'm waiting for that chance to meet, and then I'll be able to accept the end of destruction."

Nevi said as she looked out the window with vacant eyes.

The moment Agamotto and Merlin appeared before, she wasn't ignorant.

Now that you know that the person you want to meet will appear in front of you at the end of the day, then nothing else matters.

As for the cult in Konstantin's disguise, she didn't care.

It's just that this human didn't make her angry, and there was nothing wrong with saying a few words.

"Alien!"

Father Anderson's teeth rattled, and he sat down on the chair in the doorway.

The thought of fighting was not easy for him, and he had been feeling the disgusting feeling from the monster all the time since he came to Heathin.

Father Anderson's status meant that he would not try to influence monsters, because long experience had taught him that monsters were not worth believing.

Communication is more believable than the bayonet in his hand, or the bayonet that the Bible has changed.

At least the bayonet won't argue with the monster.

"Father, what do I get by believing in your Lord?"

Ne Levy slowly turned her head, gave Father Anderson a mocking smile, and said lightly:

"I may have been more devout than you did, and I hoped that your Lord would send him to me, and that devotion continued until I was dying of a serious illness.

Father, do you tell your Lord that there really exists? Have you never doubted your Lord? Are you really living for yourself? ”

Nevi teased Anderson's nerves, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more rampant.

The ridicule of faith was what she had gained over a long period of time.

No one cared if she was right, but it was a good pastime to talk to Father Anderson.

Father Anderson wasn't going to fight, she saw it clearly.

Even in battle, she is not afraid.

"If hell exists, then the Lord exists. All I saw was a gift from the Lord, and all the afflictions I encountered were tempered by the Lord. The Lord is at my side, and I am not afraid of any evil, nor dare to be enemies of all the enemies of the Lord. ”

Anderson was extraordinarily restrained in this questioning conversation, and even though his muscles were already tense, he still spoke to Nevi in the calmest tone.

Now that Nevi has initiated a debate about faith, he will not back down.

Perhaps no one in the church is more religious than him.

It's just that he wasn't the kind of priest who studied the books of the church after all, so his words were not convincing.

"There was a man who watched me every day and told me that if I deceived others, hurt my own life, and did anything unrighteous.

Then I will be tormented by demons in hell, cooked in a pot of boiling oil, eaten by demons, and then become ugly and burn in flames forever.

And this man told me that he loved me.

This is what your Lord does. ”

Nevi glanced at Constantine, who was looking like a good show, paused, and continued.

"What has your Lord given me? I begged him for food when I was hungry, I prayed for warmth when I was cold, I confided in him when I was sad and dying, I just wanted him to tell me that my tomorrow would be fine.

But no.

I had to work in the fields every day, my hands going from delicate to rough, curled up in the cold so that I wouldn't freeze to death in the night wind, and I could only curl up in a small corner when I was sad.

Your Lord has never had mercy on me.

On the contrary, there is only the sun.

Only the sun gives me warmth, only the sun gives me food, only the sun makes me feel the beauty of life.

So why should I trust in your Lord and not in the sun? ”

Nevi's words made Father Anderson a little uneasy.

Nevi's calm tone seemed to tell the truth that everything Father Anderson had been through had told him that it was meaningless.

His faith was not shaken, but at this time, he had the compassion that should not have appeared in the face of monsters.

Who can believe with all their hearts without witnessing the existence of the Lord?

"At least the sun won't tell me what I should and shouldn't do, and in front of the sun, I'm equal. I have seen angels, but not the presence of the Lord, but the sun, I can see it often. ”

Konstantin said loudly with a schadenfreude tone.

Then he gave Nevi a flattering smile.

The same is true of Konstantin, who does not believe in the Lord, or rather, he believes in no one but himself.

At this time, he felt some identification with Nivi's words, and then left this feeling behind.

Trust is not something that can be obtained in a few words, and that kind of emotion is not so cheap, but there is nothing to lose by complaining about such things as the church, and Konstantin is happy to do it.

"The boring hypothesis, the Lord has arranged everything, arranged your suffering, arranged your vengeance, but all this is your chance for salvation."

Anderson plucked off his broken eye, held it in his hand and said slowly.

His hand pressed against the cover of the Bible and rubbed it gently.

This could not shake his faith, but it also made his somewhat barren language accumulation stretched, unable to speak forcefully to refute it.

"Boring fatalism, if your lord were a woman, he wouldn't have arranged everything in the world so badly."

Nevi turned her head, intending to end the somewhat boring conversation.

Konstantin pulled out his favorite cigarette and handed it to Nevi.

Nevi took the cigarette casually, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"I'm waiting for death, waiting for one last meeting with that man, get out of here now, I'm not going to hurt anyone but those who tortured me."

Nevi gently exhaled her cigarette, and for a moment she had the demeanor of Audrey Hepburn holding a pipe.

Her calm face was filled with a yearning for the future, and some subtle wrinkles slowly appeared in the corners of her eyes.

"I'll remember your words and hope I won't meet you in battle then."

Anderson stood up calmly, his muscles relaxed.

He didn't give up his anger and killing intent against the aliens, but Nevi in front of him was already dying.

It was told to him by the owner of the power in him, that Nevi's soul was failing.

When the body, which had never returned to aging, began to age, the witch's soul also began to move towards the countdown.

When Nevi was at her weakest, being slashed through the head by the sword in the stone would have ended the existence.

Instead of being like Arthur, he could only divide Nevi into several parts.

He didn't use the power of teleportation to leave the place directly, it was his last respect for a once devout believer.

The next thing he had to do was to find out where the sword in the stone was.

"Honestly, you were hurt by Bourkeso? It was the old guy back then. ”

Konstantin also lit a cigarette and said.

Konstantin is a little more sensitive than the confused guys.

The passage of time is such a thing, and he can understand a lot with just a little clue.

Since Nevi's demise didn't bring attention from others, it meant that it was the default result.

And he just wanted to satisfy his curiosity.

"I'm waiting for the end."

Nevi didn't give a clear answer, but reached out and flicked the cigarette ash out the window.

"Well, I think it's going to be a super big problem when the person you're waiting for arrives."

Konstantin rubbed his eyes, the process of smoke coming into his eyes would be a little difficult, the sourness and faint stinging sensation was very uncomfortable.