"Damn vampires!"

"Kill him, this demon should not remain in the world!"

"Let the sun shine upon him, and let the fallen be destroyed!"

……

Obviously, people hate vampires and degenerate even more.

Because everyone is struggling to live, why can't you do it, why do you rebel against the Lord?

This is the thinking of most of the survivors, and every time a fallen person appears, it is like stirring the deepest strings in their hearts, and anger arises spontaneously.

Some people are jealous of why they didn't encounter such a good thing, some people look down on it, and some people despise it from the perspective of the Lord, but the common idea of all is that the person on the shelf must be put to death.

The red-robed old man suppressed the noise of everyone, his body emitted a faint white light, and he held the quaint cross in his hand, looking at the fallen one kindly.

"Fallen, do you understand your sins at this time?"

"Ahem~"

The figure wrapped in the black cloth moved, coughing hoarsely, but laughed.

"As long as you eat and drink spicy food, but you don't allow me to live, you are really a good ruler!"

The priest who was guarding next to him sneered: "What a hard-mouthed boy! I can't imagine that among the degenerates, there is such a hard character as you! ”

He punched under the black cloth, where was the soft belly, and it must have hurt more to hit. "The lowly, insidious depraves of the past, they have never been as tough as you! So, I should have greeted you well, shouldn't I? ”

As he spoke, he punched down, his strength became stronger and greater, and wisps of blood flowed out, but when he was irradiated by the morning light, he immediately turned into black smoke and ashes as if he was scorched by high temperature.

This is the blood of the most yin and evil, and when it meets the sun's rays, it is like the positive and negative poles meet, and the energy of conflict will destroy everything.

"Remember my name, I'm David, David who swore to destroy all vampires!"

The man who had beaten the degenerate sneered, full of pride and pride.

The red-robed old man shook his head regretfully and said compassionately, "Fallen, you have lost your last chance, and then we will expose you to the sun and make you ashes." ”

"Are you pleading guilty?"

The red robe asked again, thinking of remorse or begging for mercy.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed, and the man wrapped in the black cloth did not speak at all, and seemed to have completely resigned himself to his fate.

The priests and bishops in the room shook their heads and sighed, then took their Bibles out of their bosoms and began to read them again.

The survivors below were excited, staring intently at the stage, knowing that it would not be long before the fallen man would die.

The sun rises higher and higher, the golden sunlight falls, and the people of the Holy See are dyed with golden light, and they look divine.

"Execution! Let the great sun god judge sin! ”

With a chant, the cross was pushed out a few steps, and the two people around pulled the two ropes, and the black cloth draped over the fallen slowly rose.

All the survivors below held their breath and stared at the stage.

A pale-faced man appeared, his eyes sunken, his face without a trace of flesh, and his hair as yellow as hay.

Quite a few people exclaimed, this is not a white man, it seems to be an oriental youth.

But immediately they didn't care, no matter who he was, now he has become a criminal degenerate, and only death awaits him.

A ray of sunlight fell on his feet, and a sizzling sound sounded, and the pale skin was visible to the naked eye, rotting as if it had been scorched by flames.

The man's steps twisted, but he did not let out a cry of pain, and the priest who pulled the black cloth had a bad face, and his slow movements suddenly quickened.

The warm sunlight shrouded in the man, and both of the man's legs burned and rotted, and the pungent stench rose to the sky.

A muffled grunt of pain sounded, and the man still didn't scream, but the hideous face, the teeth clenched, revealed what he actually felt.

It was all about burning him with fire, and the feeling that life was worse than death made him wish to faint.

It's a pity that he's not even the lowliest vampire, let alone blocking the sun.

"Fallen, confess your sins?"

An indifferent voice forced its way into his ears, and his mind was already groggy and echoed everything that had been.

He used to be just an international student, and after graduation, he found a good job in the local area, and he thought that his life would be dull, but he didn't expect Resident Evil to break out.

The original world was in chaos in an instant, and it became difficult for him to even go back, and in the end he could only survive in this foreign land.

Fortunately, he still has his only relative, that is, his younger brother who just went abroad, and the two depend on each other, although they are living a difficult and painful life, they still have a trace of faith.

But the world is changing, and this era is even more dangerous, his younger brother was seriously injured by a strange beast once, and now in the lack of medicine, this is the representative of this death.

He was very unwilling, because he was just an ordinary person, he wanted money but no money, and he had no strength to pay for medicine.

In desperation, he can only do things for vampires, and even become a degenerate, just so that he can earn more money.

Later, his younger brother recovered from his injury, and his resistance to vampires in his heart was not so great, coupled with the strength of his strength, his vigilance slowly weakened.

In this city-state, it is ruled by the Holy See, which is the enemy of the vampire clan.

Under constant vigilance from the Holy See, he was unable to hide for long, and was finally discovered yesterday.

He has no regrets, only hatred and unwillingness, he hates the people of the Holy See, and is unwilling to be weak.

"It's a hard bone, but it's a pity that you're still going to die!"

The red robe shook his head in regret, nodded at the two priests, and the black cloth covering his head was completely lifted.

"Ahh

This time the man finally couldn't bear it anymore, and howled in despair, his face rotted, and quickly blackened and festered in the sun, and the white bones came out, his hair fell out and burned, and the whole person collapsed like flammable rotten wood.

This is the shortcoming of low-level vampires, or the Achilles' heel, they are still weak enough to resist the power of the sun's yellow forehead, once they are irradiated by the sun, they will be decomposed due to the hedge of energy, and finally be biologically turned into fly ashes.

It was a painful process, scorching almost every piece of flesh with fire, and it was an extremely fast process that anyone could bear.

Unless the vampire's power grows stronger and stronger enough to withstand the sun's power, like freezing three feet, as long as it is cold deep enough, then ordinary the sun will not melt it.

The terrible screams sent chills down the bodies of many of the survivors, and even if they didn't experience it personally, the despair was enough for them to forget for a long time.

Moments later, above the cross, the voice of the fallen disappeared, and even a human figure was gone.

It was like burnt coke, still glowing, white fly ash fluttering, and the pale man just now was long gone.

A pair of eyes watched this scene in awe, and many people with evil intentions were also frightened and did not dare to do anything for the time being, but the pastor on the stage was very satisfied, and this was what they wanted.

The hearts of the people in this world are the most complicated, the ruler will do everything to maintain order, and the ordinary bang will do everything to survive in this era.

Once people can do anything in order to survive, betraying friends, relatives, moral bottom line, and even human beings, survivors can do it.

Every day, there are many survivors who do things for the evil vampires, trying to become degenerates, wanting to live with power and wealth, and please.

All they have to do is to avoid all this, hunt down all the degenerates, and find out the vampires who dare to infiltrate the city-state.

They feel that this is a responsibility and an honor, and they want to be against the Lord, and they want to be right to the Pope.

The red-robed old man struck while the iron was hot, and began to talk about the big truth again.

People's eyes were drawn to it, and no one paid attention to the black ash on the ground, even if it was once a degenerate, but now it is nothing.

There was only a pair of eyes, still staying there, full of pain, and helplessness and helplessness.

"Interesting, these guys are really ruthless, this is probably the most brutal means of killing, and they are so alive that they make him go up in smoke."

After Lu Tian watched this scene, he admired the ruthlessness of the Holy See a little, and the painful howl of the person just now, even he felt that it was infiltrating.

As for the degenerate who seemed to be a Huaxia person, he didn't feel it at all, because the person didn't speak Huaxia, he couldn't be sure, and even if it was a Huaxia person, he wouldn't interfere.

It's very simple, no matter who it is, he has his own destiny, this path is his own choice, and he has no responsibility or mood to take care of it.

However, he did not withdraw his mental power, and still observed, but he found an interesting person.