The priests, who had just raised a strong objection, knelt down, looking annoyed and repentant of their sin in questioning the Father.

"My Father,

Scold me,

Scourge me,

Burn me with divine fire,

It's me who lost the most precious thing,

That is devotion to you,

Just now I have questioned your kindness,

Shame has left me speechless to face you again,

But God the Father,

I would rather bear your wrath and your condemnation,

I don't want to be abandoned by you,

Please keep loving me......"

Ying Qi watched all of them kneel on the ground and confess, and she also followed the confession with great eyes.

But in her heart, she felt very ironic, what made the God of Light so disgusted with this continent, but the people of this continent were still so devout to him?

Although Myron says that death in the game is not the same as real death.

But Ji'er was clearly gouged out by him at that time, and was finally burned out by the divine fire and turned into a wisp of ashes.

So, Myron is lying, and death in the game is real death.

Above the Nine Heavens, Zechariah, the god of light sitting on the throne, stared at the ungodly girl who followed the trend.

There was a smile full of interest on the corner of his lips, but there was a deep doubt in his eyes.

"You are not my believer, why is that?"

He could sense the disbelief in him, the devotion, and even, disdain that exuded from the depths of her soul.

With the flick of his fingertips, he could have burned her up and made her go up in smoke, but he held back.

He wanted to know why, everyone on this continent was his followers, his people, but she was an outlier.

However, the light and divine power in her body is so real.

Only those who truly believe in Him from the bottom of their hearts can gain the power of light in the mortal temple.

Since she has no faith in him, where does the light and divine power in her body come from?

Zechariah raised his hand and stroked his forehead, as if he had forgotten something, but what was it?

Seeing this, the smiling and playful maidens and servants rushed to his side, knelt at his feet, and said softly: "Father, what's wrong with you?" Why do we perceive the sorrow of God the Father? ”

Zachariah looked stunned, sad?

How could he be sad?

He just couldn't figure it out.

He didn't answer the Servant's question, his eyes staring at the environment with a faint glow.

Myron smiled slightly, "Before drawing the identity card, I will use the technique of time rewind to let you watch the first three games, and when you play the game, you won't be too flustered." See, God still loves you. ”

After all, Ying Qi couldn't hold back a chuckle, she raised her eyes and smiled slightly: "Thank you for Father's guidance." Then he bowed seemingly reverently.

Others, under her guidance, also bowed and thanked the God of Light.

The smile on the corner of Myron's lips did not subside at all, he raised his right hand, and a white light flashed in front of him, and then, a huge phantom appeared in front of him, which was the picture of the previous game in which the priests participated.

After watching three killing games in a row, Ju Qi had a bottom in her heart, and she paid attention to the gameplay of each identity, and also summed up some experience.

"Now draw the ID card."

Moira bit her lip and stepped forward to draw her ID card.

Seeing this, all the priests also rushed forward and drew the identity card in Myron's hand.

Ying Qi carefully looked at her expression, and there seemed to be a flash of joy between her eyebrows.

God? Or a werewolf?

It wasn't until Moira Maki slowly walked in front of Myron and drew a card, and when she raised her eyes, she couldn't help but be slightly stunned when she met Myron's meaningful eyes.

Walking back with the cards, she looked down at the cards, and saw that there was a devil with a hideous face and teeth and claws, and the card said "Demon".

How is it different from what Ji'er remembers? How did she get the Werewolf card?

Maki raised her eyes silently and met Moira's gaze, and Moira saw her and smiled at her.

The card in her hand turned into a golden light and hid in her palm after a while.

In the order in which the cards are drawn, Moira is the number one and the seven is the seven.

Myron placed the fifteen of them in fifteen rooms and left.

Ying Qi sat in front of the window, staring calmly at the flowers blooming outside, and quickly reading all the information he had obtained so far in his heart.

First of all, it is certain that this time, perhaps because of the butterfly effect, the cards in everyone's hands are different from Ji'er's impression, so she can't rely on Ji'er's memory to verify everyone's identity.

Secondly, although Myron lied, she still knew that there could not be only one person on the field at the end of the game.

So, when there are more than two people alive on the field, how will the God of Light choose the archbishop?

And the priests of the previous years, except for the archbishop, are all missing.

The surviving archbishops claimed that they had been abandoned by the God of Light because of their evil thoughts, and they returned without a face, and after the ignition was over, they disappeared on the continent of Irah and wandered away.

This is certainly not true!

Therefore, Maki Qi guessed that the evil taste of the God of Light was to watch humans kill each other, and once which side survived more than two people, there would definitely be the next round of the game, as for whether the rules were or not, it was unknown.

In the end, if the werewolf wants to win and survive, it is best to find out the prophet first.

As night fell quickly, Myron laid an enchantment in the priests' quarters.

Immediately afterward, Mai Qi's voice came from Myron's ears, "It's getting dark, the werewolves can start discussing." ”

His voice fell, and no one spoke for a long time.

"Let's report the number first." A woman's voice came.

Immediately after, several werewolves reported their numbers, and Maki noted that she was number seven, and in addition, number one Moira, number four, number six, and number thirteen were also werewolves.

After reporting the number, Maki Qi heard a man speak: "Who are we going to vote for now?" ”

The woman suddenly laughed and said, "Otherwise, I'll stab myself!" Maybe I'll see the Father sooner after I cut myself. ”

Her voice was full of longing and admiration for the God of Light.

Ying Qi coughed lightly, but did not open his mouth to stop her.

She has no power to fight against the God of Light, and even herself, she can only protect herself in this game.

Moira spoke approvingly: "Six's self-sword should be able to trick the wizard out of a bottle of holy water, so that he only needs to trick the guards again, and the prophet will have no one to protect him." I agree with the number six self-stabbing. ”

The other two werewolves agreed.

Moira then added, "I'll jump the prophet tomorrow, and if we can get the badge, our chances of winning will be much greater." ”

Now that I'm in the same camp as Moira, let's play this game well.

For the time being, let Moira dance the prophet, if Moira doesn't dance well, there is a high probability that she will be thrown out, but if she jumps well and gets the police badge, it will also be a big help to the werewolf side.

Maki Qi thought about it and said, "Tomorrow, No. 1, No. 6 and I will participate in the election of sheriff." ”