The moon shadow is swaying, and the bright moonlight is projected into the villa through the colorful stained glass windows, splashing patches of colorful and strange light and shadow on the floor of the villa hall.

The entire villa was not lit, and the huge villa hall was shrouded in darkness.

Only in the middle of the wall of the hall hung the silver cup red blood emblem, which symbolized the supreme authority of the Divine Grace Cult, which shone in the moonlight, looking mysterious and sacred.

And on the floor of the hall under this badge, there was a dense group of believers in black robes kneeling.

I saw them holding a silver cup red blood badge of the same style in their hands, kneeling to the ground reverently, kowtowing to the emblem on the wall, and reciting prayers—

"Divine power is like hell ~ divine grace is like the sea ~ holy blood and pure spirit ~ miracles and blessings ~"

After the prayer was recited, I saw a red-robed priest kneeling in the front row slowly stand up, waved his hand, and shouted:

"Carol to the end of the ——! ——! the lamp"

As soon as the red-clothed priest's voice fell, he heard a snap, and the entire hall suddenly lit up and lit up again.

"Oops~ It's over, Lao Tzu was punished by his father for kneeling in fights before, and he hasn't knelt for so long......"

I saw Fan Tianjiu, who was also wearing the robe of the Divine Grace Sect and quietly squatting in the corner of the hall disguised as a disciple, finally felt light when he heard the sound, and while muttering and complaining in a low voice, he slowly stood up with the other disciples.

"Shh......h Brother Jiu, be quiet, be careful not to be heard by others. ”

Si Bi'an, who was next to him, hurriedly leaned into Fan Tianjiu's ear and reminded in a low voice.

When Fan Tianjiu heard this, he frowned, nodded to Si Bi'an, and reached out to wrap his robe tighter.

At this time, I saw the red-robed pastor in front of the congregation walk to the podium in the middle of the hall, waved his hand to the congregation in front of him, and said in a loud voice:

"Holy Blood Purifying Soul ~God's Blessing~!

Dear Catholics, Brothers and Sisters, this is the time of our weekly 'Blessing of God' in the Charity Church!

Let us now greet the supreme Lord and the Apostle, the Holy Grace, with the most sincere prayer, to send down 'miracles' for us!"

"Holy Blood Purifies Spirits!" God Bless ——!"

"Holy Blood Purifies Spirits!" God Bless ——!"

For some reason, as soon as the red-robed pastor said this, the originally silent and orderly congregation at the scene suddenly became a little excited.

I saw that these congregants were singing eulogies loudly with reverent faces and hoarseness, and at the same time took the initiative to divide into two rows and make way for the middle of the hall.

"Ding~Ding~Ding......"

As the crisp bell rang, I saw that the main entrance of the hall was suddenly slowly opened.

Immediately after, accompanied by the chanting of everyone, a middle-aged man dressed in a gold silk brocade robe and wearing a jade crown appeared at the door of the hall.

I saw this middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes sitting cross-legged on a luxurious red velvet sedan chair with his hands folded, and was slowly carried in by four sturdy disciples.

"Holy Blood Purification Spirit——! God's blessing——! Grace Envoy, please save my wife!"

"No——! grant grace to your lordship, please save me first! The doctor said that my liver cancer has spread! I don't have long to live!"

"Grace to the Lord, Grace to the Lord, to save me first, to save me first, I am willing to give all my possessions to the Church!"

As the envoy stepped into the hall, he saw that the surrounding cultists suddenly went crazy!

I saw that this group of believers ran up to him one after another, and while holding his palanquin, they cried and pleaded with him.

It is as if in the eyes of the believers, this messenger is the rebirth of the savior.

"Oh, so this is the gracious messenger of the Divine Grace Cult...... Doesn't it look like an ordinary uncle?"

Fan Tianjiu followed everyone forward, then raised his eyes and carefully looked at the divine grace envoy on the sedan chair, while muttering disdainfully.

And the messenger was apparently accustomed to the star-studded reverence of the cultists.

In the face of the bloody pleading of the believers, I saw that the gift-giver was unmoved, his eyes were still proudly closed, and he slowly walked along the palanquin with an expressionless face.

"Alright, alright, all out of the way! Get out of the way! Let the grace pass——!"

At this moment, with two shouts, two sturdy disciples walked out from the side of the cardinal priest and dispersed the congregation gathered around the Grace Envoy.

Then the two men took the palanquin of the envoy and came to the middle of the hall, and respectfully carried him to the highest position on the rostrum.

Seeing this, the other congregants quickly knelt on the ground and respectfully bowed to him three times.

After sitting down, I saw the messenger open his eyes slightly, and asked the red-robed priest next to him.

"Holy Blood Purifies Spirits ~ God's Blessing ~

Pastor Zhao, have all the members of the sect who are qualified to receive the 'miracle blessing' come this week?"

Hearing this, the red-robed priest hurriedly saluted him and said respectfully:

"Returning to the Grace Envoy, the top 30 members of the Church who have offered the most Thanksgiving Gold this week have all arrived, please give the Grace Envoy to cast a spell and send down a 'miracle' for all the devout believers. ”

"Hehe, that's good......"

The Grace Envoy smiled with satisfaction when he heard this, and then asked:

“...... So among these thirty sect members, who has the most thanksgiving money?"

"It's ——! me"

At this moment, with a shout, I saw a middle-aged man walking out of the crowd quickly.

I saw that this man was unkempt and untidy, and at first glance he belonged to the kind of person who was poor and destitute.

Immediately afterwards, the deplorable man took the corpse of a child wrapped in gauze in his arms, strode up to the Messenger of Grace, knelt down with a puff, and prayed to him with tears in his eyes:

"Woo...... Grace Messenger, send down miracles to raise my poor little boy to life!"

"Oh~ Mr. Zhao, you can't lie in front of God!

As far as I know, you don't seem to be the one who offered the most Thanksgiving money this week, right?"

The red-clothed priest frowned when he heard this, looked at the man and said in a strange manner.

"But I am the most devout member of the Church! I am willing to give all my possessions to the Church——!!

Speaking of this, the down-and-out man raised his hand and jerked off the corner of his clothes, and suddenly, he saw a slender and terrifying scar appear on his lower abdomen.

Then, I saw this Mr. Zhao pointing to this scar and crying to the grace envoy in front of him:

"By grace, I have put down all the valuable things in my house—

The property, the car, my wife's jewelry, and even one of my kidneys were all sold!

That's 6,450,000 in total! I'm willing to give it all to the church!

I am definitely the one who has paid the most thanksgiving money this week! Be merciful and merciful, and send down a miracle to resurrect my son!"

"Tut-tut...... Mr. Zhao's devotion to the heart is really touching, but ......"

The red-clothed priest praised this Mr. Zhao, then frowned, and said helplessly:

"Oops~ But it's a pity, this sect has canons-

'Miracles' can only come to those who have made the most offerings to the religion, and this is God's will!

Speaking of this, I saw the red-clothed pastor wave his hand and shout to the congregation in the audience:

"Come on, please come forward and accept the 'miracle blessing' of the envoy of grace by donating 9 million thanksgiving money this week——!

"I'm here ——!"

As soon as the red-clothed priest's words fell, with a sound of response, I saw a fat boss with a gold chain around his neck, a jade in his hand, and a fat boss with a fat head and big ears walking out of the congregation.

I saw this old man Liu come to the envoy with a big belly, raised his hand and threw a dead noble lady dog in front of him, and said in a rough voice:

"This dog was raised by my mistress, and I accidentally kicked it to death!

As long as you can bring this little puppy back to life, I'll give the church another million thanks!"

"What?!no ——!"

Mr. Zhao, who was next to him, was shocked when he heard this, shouted and hugged the trouser leg of the envoy of grace, and cried to him hoarsely:

"Woooooooooo......oo My son's body has begun to decompose, and I can't wait any longer!

Please the Church and the Graceful Lords for my sake of sacrificing everything for the Church! Have mercy on me, and at once send down the miracle of the resurrection for my Son!"

"Oops~ Mr. Zhao, I've made it very clear, it's God's will to save whoever is saved first, and there is no way to give grace! You better go back first and continue to line up......"

Speaking of this, I saw the red-clothed priest wave his hand to the apologists on both sides and said:

"Come on——! pull this Mr. Zhao out first! Don't let him interfere with the Grace Envoy here!"

"Yes——!"

The apologists on both sides responded, reached out and dragged Mr. Zhao up from the ground, and then pulled him left and right towards the door.

"No——! no——! woo-wow——! I have nothing......——!!

As Mr. Zhao's desperate cries grew farther and farther away, the huge villa hall gradually returned to quiet......

"Tsk...... Brother Jiu, these cultists save dogs but don't save people!

Looking at what the red-clothed priest and the envoy of grace had done, Si Bi'an couldn't help but grit his silver teeth, and leaned into Fan Tianjiu's ear and whispered indignantly.

"Humph......"

Fan Tianjiu didn't say anything when he heard this, just stared at the red-clothed priest and the envoy in front of him with an expressionless face, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"All right, all right! The troublemakers are gone, and now everyone closes their eyes and recites the prayers, and the Grace Messenger is about to start performing the Miracle of Grace!"

After speaking, the red-clothed priest waved his hand, and the believers in the center of the hall immediately sealed their hands, lowered their heads, and began to chant obediently—

"Divine power is like hell ~ divine grace is like the sea ~ holy blood and pure spirit ~ miracles and blessings ~"

The messenger of grace, who was sitting on the throne, closed his eyes and began to pretend to recite the prayers with the congregation.

But as he read it, he saw that the gifted envoy suddenly frowned, pulled out a strangely shaped black flag from behind him with his backhand, and began to shake it gently in his hand.

"Buzz ......"

And at the moment when the Grace Envoy took out the flag and waved it, Fan Tianjiu suddenly heard a buzzing sound from the Zhenkun Divine Mourning Stick on his chest.

So Fan Tianjiu frowned suddenly, and hurriedly reached out and secretly held the trembling god wand on his chest to prevent the people next to him from hearing its beeping.

At the same time, Fan Tianjiu raised his head and quietly looked at the strange flag in the hand of the envoy of grace—

I saw that the flag in his hand was composed of a mottled and dilapidated black cloth, and in the middle of the black cloth was a white painting, similar to an anti-gossip made of human bones. If you don't look closely, this black flag is almost like a pirate flag.

But the strange thing is that with the dance of this black flag, I saw a trace of white cyclone floating out of the black flag, slowly seeping into the body of the noble lady dead dog in front of him.

"Woo, woo, woo......"

After a while, only a faint whimper sounded, and the body of the dead lady dog trembled slightly!

"Oh——! Holy Blood Purifying Spirit! God blesses you!"

"Ahhh——!h

As the puppy shook, I saw that the surrounding cultists suddenly went crazy again, as if cheering, and began to look at the puppy and shout the eulogy of the Divine Charisma Sect heartbreakingly.

"Whew——! Wow——! Wow Wow ——!"

In the midst of the shouts of the cultists, with a loud barking of dogs, I saw the chaise dog jump up from the ground with a loud bang and began to stumble around in front of everyone.

"Ah——! a miracle has struck!"

"Long live the Grace Messenger——! Long live the Divine Grace Cult——!

With the resurrection of the puppy, the cultists once again fell into a frenzied religious atmosphere and began another wave of hysterical howls of excitement.

Unlike the crazy sect members around him, he saw Fan Tianjiu look at the puppy who had come back from the dead with a cold expression. Then he raised his eyes and looked at the strange black flag in the hand of the envoy, and couldn't help frowning, and said coldly:

"Grandma's...... What the hell is that flag?"