When people think of the church, the first image that comes to most people's minds is the cross, followed by the Lord who nagging believers when they have nothing to do. No one knows exactly where they came from. For all those who knew the heels of the Lord were burned at the stake by the people of the church in the Middle Ages, and burned to the slag on all sorts of charges.

The Pope, a name that once favored the continent. During that period, the name Pope was synonymous with supreme ruler. Even the emperors of all countries bowed their heads to them, and even asked the pope to grant them the throne. However, rootless duckweed will not last long after all, and even if they are kidnapped by people's fear and belief in God, it will not be worth the ambition of man.

So the ruling class led by the Pope collapsed, and the Crusaders were torn apart by careerists who took advantage of the situation. The Church has been able to preserve the last small piece of land thanks to the solid faith of the people in the Lord for thousands of years.

Rulers may also have been a little uncertain about these illusory beliefs, so they stopped suppressing them excessively after forcibly changing the structure of the church and enacting regulations restricting it. Instead, they began to use them to continue to fool the people of the territory.

In this way, until the twentieth century, the functions of the church such as "spiritual sustenance", "psychiatrist" and "marriage place" have been deeply rooted in human nature, and they took advantage of the development of the Age of Discovery, churches have been opened in all the places once occupied by Europeans.

But it would be a mistake to assume that the church is only that. How could an organization that could cover the sky with one hand in the Middle Ages not have a little hidden power. They have relied on these things to strengthen the piety of their believers throughout the ages.

It's late at night! The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier. The rumbling thunder was accompanied by the dazzling light of lightning, and from time to time the church turned pale.

It is a small church, and although it is built on the top of a small hill with few people in the suburbs, there are always nearby farmers and curious children who come to pray something. Sometimes, the doors of the church are opened at night to give some simple food to the poor people around them.

Tonight, however, was an exception, and the paupers who knocked on the door three or four times to ask for shelter from the rain were sent away by the monks guarding the door. Their cries did not change the monk's dead eyes.

"Click!"

With a thunderclap and lightning passed, the door of the chapel was opened for the first time!

The monk's salute. Let the two embarrassed figures in. Then he locked the door, turned around and walked into the darkness without saying a word.

"Hey! Where's Mama? The church woman roared angrily, and her eyes looked at the monk's back very unkindly. Mr. Iron stood behind him without saying a word, motionless as his wet clothes dripped down.

The sound was really not small, but it was unusually not far away in this empty corridor. The roar that was supposed to rumble and reverberate turned out to be like ordinary speech.

“…… The hall ......" two words came from afar, interfering but calm.

The church woman raised her eyebrows, looking at the back of the monk who did not look back, and still walked away in a hurry, and the evil fire in her heart was rising. I couldn't help but touch the guns on my legs.

Mr. Iron reached out and grabbed her hand. looked at her eyes and slowly shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "This is an accident, it's none of his business." Now it's better to go to Mama and report it quickly, don't make any extraneous branches! ”

The woman shook her husband's hand angrily, glared fiercely at the monk's back, and strode inside.

Mr. Iron shook his head, and slowly followed her step by step.

This chapel is a bit unique in that the worship hall is not directly connected to the outside. Instead, there is a promenade and a small open-air garden in between.

The two of them strode through the promenade, not interested in bypassing the small garden, and rushed straight into the rain, and passed through the heavy rain.

The chapel is small. A standard podium and cross stood about a third of the way, and the rest of the room was full, so that only two rows of ten benches could be placed, and the maximum number of people was only a hundred.

At this time, the candles in the chapel have not been extinguished. An old man dressed in an old-fashioned nun's costume was kneeling on a cushion in front of the cross with a reverent face, his hands on his chest, his lips moving in prayer.

The two of them subconsciously relaxed their steps at the door. Cautiously walked up to the old nun and stood.

The two did not dare to speak, and prayed as quietly as possible.

However, the silence of the chapel was broken by the sound of water dripping from their clothes, which echoed through the hall.

"It's back!" The old nun did not get up, nor did she open her eyes, but slowly spoke while lightly drawing a cross on her chest.

"Yes, Mama!" The woman replied, then knelt on the ground and hung her head, "I'm sorry, Mama, we ......"

"Needless to say!" Mama seriously compared the last action in place, slowly stood up, and said, "I have already guessed the result from your current embarrassed appearance!" Failed? ”

The woman shook her head.

"Ran away?"

The woman gritted her teeth and shook her head.

The old nun frowned, "Didn't find it?" ”

The woman gritted her teeth and shook her head vigorously, and a tear broke out of the corner of her eye!

The old nun ignored her, looked up at Mr. Iron, who was a head taller than herself, and said, "Lens, you come!" ”

Mr. Iron said succinctly: "There is an obstacle! ”

The old nun frowned and asked, "The one who is capable?" ”

Mr. Iron nodded.

"What's the situation?"

"Three people, one is obviously the ability to control the water, the other two can't be seen, but one of them blocked the iron block's frontal attack, and the other is likely to be the ability to teleport!" Asked the key point, the woman replied with a smile.

"Miranda, shut up!" The old nun frowned and said, "I'm asking your husband now!" ”

The woman made the old nun a little angry, and again lowered her head and began to sob.

The old nun closed her eyes with a headache, tried not to pay attention to this woman who was arrogant and spoiled by herself, thought about it carefully, and slowly shook her head and said: "Ability is already very rare, and the entire inquisition will not add up to ten people. If London weren't the center of England, I wouldn't have asked all three of you to be stationed at the same time. A few days ago there was a vampire rally that hasn't been resolved. And now there are three more? Did Moss say anything? ”

"Nope!" Mr. Iron shook his head and said, "Looks like he doesn't know anything about it!" (To be continued......)