Putt had just come out of the place of prayer, feeling full of energy, and wanted to go to the outside world immediately to tear those cultists to pieces, and it was said that the Pope had reconnected with the Lord, and the Lord had not given up on us, mainly because it would be nice to be able to answer my prayers.

Putt was in the middle of yy, and within two paces of turning into an alley, he heard a shout

"Friend, friend..."

Putt looked up, and saw a person wearing a white robe and a hood under a hat not far away, and a mask of the Judgment Messenger could be faintly seen on the face under the shadow of the hat.

Putt looked back and found that there was no one behind him, and the person in front of him should be shouting himself.

"You're calling me?"

"That's right, it's you, friend. ”

Putt saw the man walk forward quickly, and although he couldn't see the expression on his face, he could hear the enthusiasm evident in the man's tone.

He frowned, took two steps back, and with a wary look on his face, he shouted

"Who are you?Why are you dressed like this??!"

This road is the way he goes home, every time he goes home after praying, he will pass by here, he has never seen a person dressed so strangely, thinking of the recent news that the cultists of the evil gods are more active, is it that today is the time for him to fight for the Lord?

"Friend, don't be nervous, how can I be a cult god believer, those bastards, I have a unique prayer method here, do you want it?"

A deep voice came from under the mask.

Putt didn't let his guard down, but he still asked suspiciously

"A unique method of prayer?"

"That's right, with my method of prayer, the chances of the Lord answering can be tripled!"

The voice under the mask is like a seductive demon, guiding Putt step by step.

"Really?"

Putt asked incredulously.

"Of course, everyone who has used it says yes!"

"Then why are you telling me? Why don't you keep such a good idea?"

Putt asked another question, believers like them want their faith to be like the emperor, and Putt knew in his heart that if he found out about this method, he would not share it with others.

"Of course, I want to spread the glory of the Lord and let more people believe in my Lord!"

The masked man spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice, as if he could die for his faith in the next moment.

"Do you want it or not, I still have to pass it on to others, so that more people can feel the glory of the Lord!"

The masked man's voice became impatient.

"Yes, I want. ”

Putt hurriedly said, secretly ashamed in his heart, it was unforgivable that he would question a saint who was wholeheartedly thinking about the Lord just now.

"Leaning on, it's hard to put it verbally. ”

The masked man beckoned to Putte, who hurriedly stepped forward.

"This method is not only to pray to the holy name of the Lord in your heart, but also to imagine the heroic figure of the Lord, and I will teach you..."

The masked man spoke, opening his arms, and a few pieces of paper appeared, with something messily drawn on them, and Putt leaned his head over

After a glance, Putt's pupils contracted, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, his face turned red from the blood, and his eyes were bloodshot

"It's... This... That's how you say it?"

Putt said in a trembling voice, pointing to the piece of paper in the masked man's arms.

I saw two figures painted on it, one was humanoid, with a stick the thickness of a thigh exposed, and under the man knelt a creature with six pairs of wings, and the stick was stuck in the creature's buttocks, forming a moving picture with the paintings behind it.

The scary thing is that the author may be afraid that the painting is too abstract for others to recognize, and thoughtfully wrote "Lord" in bold red letters on the humanoid, and the six-pair winged object with "Judgment Messenger" written on it.

The whole of the Lord#* Judgment Messenger %@无惨".

"Yes, great, I tell you, when you pray, your Lord will surely answer you. ”

Putt heard the proud tone of the mask, he couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes were white, and a white flame rose in his hand, changing shape, and a holy sword burning with white flames appeared in his hand

"Blasphemer, die!!"

Pute screamed, and in an instant, the holy sword penetrated the masked man's body, and the flames rose and burned in the internal organs, and the masked man rolled his eyes, fluttered twice, and then lost his life.

"Whew, whew..."

Putt gasped twice, calmed his anger, picked up the piece of paper from the ground, and resisted the desire to destroy it, which was evidence.

No reckless killing is allowed in the Holy City, this is the rule, of course, if the other party is an evil god believer, there is no problem, and this is the evidence to prove the other party, otherwise his suspicion will be very high.

After the afterglow passed, Putt suddenly turned his head, and the masked man who had just been pierced by him had actually stood up again, and just now he clearly felt that the man was lifeless.

The masked man waved at him, and if it weren't for the hole in the clothes on the other's chest and the paper in his hand, Putt would have almost thought that what had just happened at all.

Before he could make a move, the next moment the masked man disappeared in place, and there was no trace of him, when a gust of wind blew, and the piece of paper in Potte's hand "snapped".

Put's face turned pale, and a white flame ignited in his hand, and the paper turned to ashes and scattered, and now that the masked man was gone, the paper would only put him in danger.

I can't explain it to the Pope? I can't explain it clearly, Putt doesn't want to die, he still wants to keep his body and dedicate himself to the Lord.

On the other side, in a silent alley, a figure suddenly appeared, wearing a mask, looking around, and after finding that there was no one, he took off the mask, and a handsome face was revealed, it was Zhou Tian

"It's not good to start. ”

He grinned and rubbed his chest, he also felt that his internal organs were like being burned by fire, which may be the reason why the other party's cultivation was relatively weak, and it was not neat at all, causing him to survive for a while after being pierced, and he felt a lot of pain.

If they want to die in this holy city, they can only make a fuss about the Lord they believe in, otherwise it is impossible for these people to be heavy-handed, and Zhou Tian does not have any evil god aura on his body, and there is no way to get it out.

The Tao is not the same, and there is nothing to blame for using this method, Zhou Tian is already on the opposite side of them.

Cover up the hole in the clothes on his chest, which he had bought for a white crystal.

Zhou Tian walked back to his inn, today's goal has been completed, and after the number of resurrections is refreshed, he will go to find Mu Su, Zhang Yi's suppression location still depends on him to inquire, Zhou Tian himself has nothing to do.

In Godforsaken Place, Zhou Tian can only rely on the undead system to calculate the time, and after the number of resurrections is refreshed, a day has passed.