Through the terrifying dense black cloud-shrouded sky, feel the perspective of God, overlooking down, the picture freezes, a small wooden house guarding the forest, only to see it decayed and dilapidated, some shaky standing in the vast forest of towering black oak trees.

The window peeked into the line of sight, and on a simple kang bed made of black stone, a demon lay there, with huge black wings wrapped around its body, and when it was listened to, the rough gasps were accompanied by an inexplicable whisper.

Lightning flashed, illuminating the wooden house. Then there was a boom, and the sound of thunder shook the cabin. Debris and dust kicked up and scattered throughout the wooden house.

After waking up, the demon sat up strongly, the huge gray wings spread out, and lowered his gaze through the black silk cloak to look at the demon's face inside, the wrinkled gray-brown skin, glowing with death, and the only pair of blood-red eyes looked out the window dazzling.

God says that He loves the world, and that there is no evil in the world. God says that wicked people must be washed in the flesh and their souls burned in order to be worthy of the caress of the gods.

Ryan, ten years old, thin, withered yellow, with a low-hanging head and messy yellow hair. Poor little one!

On the 207th day of the 2020 year of the Ragnarok calendar, in the early morning, the little one was pressed into the sacred inquisition square of the Holy Church, the Doru Empire, the province of Kolo, and the Manchik region, waiting for the divine judgment of the rising sun in the near future.

Ryan knelt on the hard stone platform, beside one Church executioner after another with a murderous expression and a bloody body. In front of him were two execution facilities, a bloodthirsty wooden hemp rope gallows, and a head-cutting platform with a sharp knife shining with dazzling light. Ryan's hands were chained so tightly that the boy couldn't put his hands in his fists at his heart and say "God says he loves the world."

There were more than a dozen people who were baptized by God with Ryan, kneeling neatly together, covered with patched gray mulberry linen shirts, trousers, and frightened eyes on their withered faces.

The smallest guy should be Ryan.

The Inquisition is the judgment body of the Holy Church, for God to judge and baptize those who have lost their souls and lost their faith, and it is also an institution set up by the Church to benefit more people and protect all people in the world with God's will.

The Holy Inquisition Square in the Manchique DistrictIn the heart of the Manchique District, the Manchique Branch of the Holy Church building stands next to the square. Covering an area of dozens of squares (equivalent to acres), the milky white gypsum tower-like building is tall and majestic, and the spire is a glittering sword called the Sword of Faith, which means to pierce the sky.

The moment the sun rises, it radiates all things. At this moment, whether it was the baptized people kneeling on the stone platform, or the onlookers around the square, who kept clasping their hands into fists at the heart position and muttering in their mouths, they all felt a trace of warmth.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong" three crisp bells rang throughout Manchique City.

The people stopped murmuring and looked at the main entrance of the Manchik branch of the Holy Church. The thick doors made of oak planks are carved with images of the gods in response to the call of the world.

"The Gods Are Above"

People couldn't help but whisper.

There was a "click", a characteristic sound of the wooden structure, and the main door of the Manchik branch of the Holy Church slowly opened. The church praises God, and the songs of praise to God spread like wisps.

With the sound of light chanting, four triage knights dressed in bright silver plate armor came out and stood side by side in front of the synagogue. The four of them were dressed in armor, holding broad-bladed swords covered with carvings, and their blood-red cloaks swaying in the wind. The only eye that appeared in the helmet looked straight ahead with a pure gaze. solemnly guards the sacred authority of the Church.

The chanting grew louder and louder, and the people became more and more upright.

The representative of the theocracy of the Manchique region, the archbishop of the Manchik branch, Nuleliut, who was in his forties and in the prime of life, walked out slowly with a kind and kind smile that did not fit his age.

The Imperial Scepter, inlaid with a dense array of tiny diamond gemstones, was held tightly in front by the Bishop, shimmering with a light that guided the way.

Nulariut, dressed in a cream-colored priest's robe, walked at the forefront. Eight off-the-white priests followed.

The source of the singing and chanting was also revealed, and it was dozens of gray-robed envoys! I saw the procession of the envoys marching in a neat line, and the praise songs in their mouths became more and more passionate.

With the pace, from far to near, it has resounded throughout the square.

Nulleliut walked up to the stone platform next to the square, accompanied by only two bishops. Nuleliut opened his arms and embraced the sky, his scepter held high to meet the sun.

"God has mercy on the world, God loves the world, and the embrace of God belongs to the world"

"God is the arbiter of the world, and God is the guardian of the kingdom of heaven"

"The world is a child of God, the gods are above, and the godly praise of the world is the best praise of God"

"God and demons are opposite, gods represent protection, demons represent destruction, gods represent beauty, and demons represent filth"

"I am the servant of God, Nureliut, and today, with the divine judgment right that God has given me, I will give the most severe judgment to several evil, filthy, and filthy demonic believers here. It is my deepest hope that after the baptism of God, these wicked people will wake up, repent, and return to the arms of God, so that Heaven can take them in, and God is merciful."

After speaking, Nulai Liu's staff waved and pointed at the more than ten demon believers who were kneeling in the center of the square.

Immediately, the kind Nuleliut turned his gaze to another fellow in his fifties on the stage, Bishop Artis, dressed in a gray priest's robe, the head of the Holy Inquisition.

Artis, as the number two in the Manchik branch of the Holy Church, is now tasked with reading the results of the trial to these wicked people.

There is no doubt that the scum that the group of Bishops of Artis in the square called in private were all sentenced to death in the judgment of the church the day before, but it is gratifying that some scum was hanged, some scum was beheaded, and some scum was burned at the stake.

The lightest seems to be hanging, followed by decapitation. The most evil scum, the irreredeemable character, is the stake of fire. The fire burns, little by little, with the most terrible screams, turning to ashes!

Little Ryan's expression seemed to be a little complicated. How did such a little boy, who was not very cute, be beaten into a heretic and become a damn scum?

Attis smiled, God always kept a kind smile, as a servant of God, how could he remain serious.

"Damn the 207th, as soon as the sun comes out, my hair seems to be burning," Artis said with a little fluctuation in his heart.

"God Loved the World"

"The Devil Will Be Annihilated"

Artis said softly, and although it was soft, everyone present could hear it very clearly. So much so that people wondered, did this Lord Bishop use some kind of magic?

"God loves the world" The onlookers in the audience couldn't help but reply, as if in response to the applause of the performers on the stage.

"First of all, praise God, be grateful to God, sing praises to God, it is God who allows us to identify this group of hateful demon believers and prevent the spread of demonic filth"

"Secondly, read the results of the 206th Demon Trial of the Sacred Inquisition in the Manchique Region" Artis withdrew his gaze from the onlookers and pulled out a cowhide covered with words from his pocket.

"Mande, stealing the eighth-level holy relics of the church in Hongliji Town, Manchik area, the filthy mind has been induced by the devil to do such a blasphemous thing!

"Sodeyeh, together with Mande, stole the eighth-level holy relics of the church in Hongliji Town, Manchik area, as his watchers, and his filthy mind was induced by the devil to do such a blasphemous thing!

"Luka, beating the envoy of Kansmarket in Manchik, the filthy mind has been induced by the devil to do such a blasphemous thing!

"Dorosk, looking at the Holy Maiden of the Manchik branch of the Holy Church from a distance, her expression is obscene. The filthy mind has been occupied by the devil, and such a blasphemous sin and human nature has been committed! It is a heinous crime, and only the stake can baptize the evil of this body."

。。。。。

A total of 10 people were tried in this trial, and the results of the trials of nine people have been made public. When the nine people on the stage heard the result of the trial, except for Luca, the other evil characters were all frightened and wet their crotches.

Just like a little guy in front of Mande, who whispered: Hey, I didn't have any soft seeds, I peed.

After the trial was handed down, the crowd of onlookers whispered.

As Dorosk's neighbors, Tucker and Snake discussed: I really didn't expect Doro to be such a fellow! Damn! Holy Woman of the Church, he actually had such evil thoughts, damn it.

"Don't talk about such an unbearable past in the future, you Tucker, I, Snake, have never been neighbors with Doro!"

The content of the whispers is not the same, the Manchik area is not large, the total number of people is only a few thousand, and there are always a few people in the audience who know them among the ten tortured people on the stage. Therefore the foundation of the tortured was preached over and over again.

"The last one!Ryan!revelation of the gods?" Artis quietly disrespected the gods in his heart!

"Ryan!" Artis had to pronounce the name.

Onlookers stopped whispering. I couldn't help but look at the little Ryan with yellow hair and a little mess in the middle of the square.

"Poor little one" is not just who pronounces such a phrase.

Of course, the guys who heard it all nodded, thinking that this sentence was their heart.

"Ryan, son of the devil, revealed by the gods, and after the flames washed his filthy blood, the kingdom of heaven took him in. Ryan, the greatest stake of fire, the chanter performs the art of purification!"