Timpha prayed in a daze, but he had done the confessional ritual many times before, and the prayers he uttered, though a little stammering, were generally correct.

"Impossible!" "Found it!"

But after repentance, Tifa suddenly felt the atmosphere around him change, and many wolf-like eyes all converged on him, making every pore of him tense.

"What's going on?" Tifa raised his head in amazement, and immediately saw the milky white light on the altar, which had now turned into a demonic dark red!

"Heresy !!"

Tifa's neck tightened, and the whole person was lifted, and the face of the old bishop in front of him was extremely hideous at this time.

Faintly, he saw his father crying and screaming, and then he was beaten to the ground, and even the nearby villagers immediately moved away from him, isolating his family as if they had a plague on them.

"No!! try again! Please try again! My family's reference can never be a blasphemer of the goddess!"

The sound of crying lingered next to Tifa's ears, but the palms above her neck became tighter and tighter, and Tifa even felt suffocated.

"Tell me, heresy, how did you disobey the teachings of the goddess!"

At this time, the power on the palm of the other party's hand loosened, causing the long-lost fresh air to pour into the trachea, and the tears of Tifa flowed out along with the snot.

Seeing this heresy, the bishop's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The other party's power is too weak, and it is not at all as powerful heretic as before, and this level of threat. It is obviously impossible to reach the point where the goddess must be ordered to give a decree.

"Truth !!" A little golden light flew out of the bishop's hand. Then it sank into the forehead of the mention.

Then, Tifa noticed that his mouth began to grow uncontrollable. Answer each other's questions.

Tifa's life before it was very ordinary, uninteresting to the point of being boring, and when the interrogation progressed to the daytime adventure, the bishop's breathing became noticeably shorter.

"Quick! surround the back kitchen of this house!"

Tim felt as if his body was flying through the clouds, and then fell into the massive hoop, causing him to ache all over.

Escorted by many guards, Tifa and his family came to their house.

Then, waves of knights rushed in. A rusty iron sword was retrieved.

"Lord Bishop!" the knight at the head respectfully raised his iron sword in both hands.

The strong evil power that lingered on the iron sword made the bishop's brow furrow: "The items of the evil gods? or the temptation of the devil? ”

Although he did not know the specific properties of the item, the bishop had already understood his goal this time.

"If this item is purified, the divine grace and favor I get will probably be able to raise my priesthood level by another level, right?"

There was a faint intoxication in the bishop's eyes, followed by a pious confession: "Forgive your servant's greed, O great goddess of springs......"

For some reason, the iron sword parasitic of Thunderlin's soul seed never had any vision, and he meekly allowed the bishop to impose a large number of seals. And under the escort of many knights, they came to the altar in the village.

"This child's soul has been polluted by the power of heresy......"

The bishop stood in front of the altar and gave the final verdict on the mention.

"Burn him!" "Burn him!" "Burn him!" before the mention could react. Many of the villagers were already roaring fiercely.

The frenzied atmosphere, as well as the hideous face that was very different from usual, made Tifa cry directly.

Even. Even his family was automatically restrained by the angry villagers. Tied to a makeshift wooden cross.

What was about to happen gave Tifa a bad premonition in his heart.

"No, please forgive them. I...... I didn't do anything! I just picked up an iron sword and came back, and I was willing to repent!!"

Tifa cried out and made a final cry: "For the goddess's sake, even if you want to punish me, please forgive my family!"

"The family of the heretic must also be 'purified'!"

But the answer was the bishop's grim countenance.

Immediately, accompanied by a large number of flames and the cries of children, Tifa fainted in terror.

"O great goddess, your servant has reverently invited you to come......"

After the burning of Tifa's family at the stake, the bishop began to pray prayer in front of the altar with other sacrifices.

As the culprit this time, Tifa and the iron sword tainted by the evil god must be disposed of by the goddess herself.

"Hmm...... Is this the way of faith?"

And the soul seed in the iron sword is constantly observing the opponent's movements: "Through religious ceremonies, promote fanaticism, and at the same time collect the extreme emotions and soul power that the believers escape......"

Leylin calmly analyzed.

In his current state, he didn't have much power to resist at all, so he still focused all his energy on gathering intelligence.

And through this period of observation, some of the superficial conditions of the world of the gods have begun to gradually unfold in front of his eyes, which are clearer and clearer than the memories of Belusebabu.

"First of all, the environment here, the extraordinary power is limited to a very strict point, and then the ordinary people here, even the most ordinary farmers, have an average physical quality much higher than the ordinary people in the wizarding world, basically several times...... In the end, it's the priests and the knights......"

In these priests, Leylin clearly felt the power of another rule.

While this path is very similar to the sacrificial path of the Purgatory World, there are differences.

The biggest difference is that this power of faith is used very widely, and just a glimpse of it has led to the discovery of a large number of so-called priests.

And these quantities. It is also obvious that it is only gathered in the surrounding area.

If taken together, it is to infuse these priests with strength. I am afraid that it will bankrupt many Purgatory Supremes, but the gods have easily done it.

Moreover. Unlike the equivalent exchange of the way of sacrifice, the sacrificers here, all of whom consider themselves servants of the gods, position themselves very low.

This kind of situation made Lei Lin very interested in knowing the inside story.

And ...... Because there are so many of them, it is impossible for those gods to keep an eye on every believer, unless they apply for it on their own initiative, or if they encounter a case of soul blasphemy......"

Leylin looked at the bishop who began to pray, and a sense of imminent arrival of a regular presence began to surround him.

"It's time to do it!"

It made a decision immediately. Then he turned his attention to the mention on the side.

The main body is just a broken sword of Thunderlin, and it is very difficult to make some resistance, and some kind of medium is necessary.

Now it seems that this kid is a perfect fit.

Blood and fire!, and the sinister smiles of the surrounding villagers and the knights and priests, this was Tifa's dream.

The feeling of heavy oppression, like a mountain, destroyed the child's heart.

In this situation, it was easy for Lei Lin to manipulate the other party.

"Hey, boy, do you want revenge?"

Numerous fires burst out. Converged into a huge face, staring at Tifa.

"Yes, no matter what you are! Even if it's a devil or a demon, it doesn't matter if you want my soul, please give me the power of revenge!"

The mention in the dream was in tears. He fell to his knees.

"Very good enlightenment! I like it!" the flame man laughed wickedly, and then turned into a massive flame-winged serpent again, submerging into Tifa's body.

"Remember! My god is called Kukulkan!! the Quetzalcoatl God, Kukulkan!! your soul. Flesh and blood, and everything. From now on, it's all my !!"

A voice rang out from the bottom of Tifa's heart. Immediately, he felt as if his body was on fire, and the heat was abnormal.

"What's going on?" "This kid is so hot!"

The noisy surroundings made Tifa open his eyes again, but the charred stake not far away caused his tears to flow uncontrollably.

The burning sensation on his body did not dissipate in the slightest, and Tifa stared blankly at his palm—it was no longer human, with strange scales and flames lingering on it, like a vengeful hand from hell!

"Original...... None of this is a dream!"

Tifa muttered.

At this time, the bishops and knights were also shocked by Tifa's appearance, and in their opinion, the other party was suddenly wrapped in a layer of flames, and it was as if they had turned into monsters from hell.

"Kill him!" Several knights rushed over with a holy glow in their bodies.

"Ahh......h

"Die!" the broken sword crossed a few strange red lines, and in an instant, the bodies of the knights cracked, and a lot of blood and internal organs splattered everywhere, mixed with the terrified cries of many villagers.

It was as if a steady stream of power was pouring from the hilt of the broken sword, making Tifa feel as if he had turned into a god of death, harvesting the lives of the knights around him.

"The life aura on the other party's body is even stronger, at least it is equivalent to a fifteenth-level professional!"

"How is this possible?"

"Bless us, God!" cried out the knights and priests in exclamation.

But Tifa no longer cared for anything, and his mind was filled with a thirst for revenge.

Enemy after enemy, destroyed under his blood-red horizon, and finally it was the bishop's turn.

"Hmm! Try the final experiment! Talent - Devour!"

With Leylin's thoughts, Tifa's hand grabbed the bishop's shoulder directly.

Then, the other party's flesh and blood began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye. (To be continued......)