Hundreds of priests and guards of the Holy See surrounded the small inn, and the priests kept chanting with Bibles in their hands, and the faint white light converged, but it could not hide the dazzling blood light from the small hotel.

In the stables next to the inn, several old horses neighed restlessly, and despite being tied to the reins, they pushed their hooves desperately outward.

The guards drew their spears and pointed them in the direction of the hotel, as if facing a great enemy, and on the second floor of the hotel, billowing black gas came out like a thick fog, with a disgusting fishy smell.

The door of the small inn was open and silent, and at this time it was officially noon, and the sun was blazing, but when the light reached the door of the inn, it seemed as if something had swallowed it in, and it was still very dim inside.

There was something terrible lurking inside, and everyone knew it, because so far, there had been six low-ranking priests, two high-ranking priests, and one bishop, who had walked in and never come out.

Peter's face was extremely ugly, and he had been told a report a week earlier, but he didn't take it seriously. Or rather, he didn't even think that evil could breed in Constantine.

The Papal Army of the Crusade took away most of the legendary power in the Church, and now, in the whole of Constantine, there are only two people above the rank of cardinal, one is him, and the other is the Pope's crown.

This must not be bothered by the Pope, because it will not only show his incompetence, but also his negligence.

Peter pondered for a moment with a calm face, and then opened his mouth and ordered: "Prepare for the baptism of the Holy Light, and the rest of the people, help me demolish this house!"

The priests' chanting voices were more urgent, "Holy Light Baptism" is a first-level divine art, the most basic priests will perform it, generally used to pray for the baptism of newborns, but it is also a powerful group-wide divine art, countless "Holy Light Baptism" converge together, can be stacked on top of each other, summoning - "Feather of Judgment".

Peter was also secretly prepared that once the demons inside were exposed to the sun, if they were not purified by the Holy Light, he would immediately take on another powerful divine skill.

The guards tied thick ropes to the four sides of the house, and then drove the horses to exert force in all directions, and the brute force made the inn crumble.

"Click", the first overwhelming breaking sound sounded, and then caused an interlocking reaction, and the small hotel fell apart like a rag doll that had been vigorously torn apart.

"Bang", there was a loud bang, smoke and dust rose from the ground, and a strong stench spread in all directions.

The blazing sun shone down, and the black gas and blood disappeared without a trace, and everything inside was exposed to everyone.

"Uh.." Someone couldn't help but vomit out.

It's so cruel ...

Fragments of limbs, internal organs, bones, and dark red plasma smeared everywhere... It's like a slaughterhouse.

Peter couldn't help frowning when he saw the blood-soaked clergy robes scattered on the ground, those missing priests should have met with misfortune, but... What about demons?

Everyone else is looking.

The sharp-eyed soldier shouted, "There!"

Following the direction of his finger, everyone saw a dusty figure hiding in the shadows, half-crouched on the ground, with its head buried deep between its knees.

The figure shuddered slightly, then raised its head.

Everyone subconsciously took a step back, as if facing a great enemy.

But soon everyone sensed that something was wrong, and the only surviving figure in the small inn was a woman.

Although her splendid blonde hair was covered with dust and her long gorgeous dress was stained, it was still evident that she was an extremely beautiful woman.

The woman seemed to be frightened, stiffened, and moved in Peter's direction.

The woman shed tears as she walked, but she didn't say a word, looking extremely pitiful.

There is not the slightest aura of evil and darkness on her body, and she is completely no different from ordinary people.

But Peter knew that some cunning demons would possess ordinary people, usually hiding very deeply, and only showing their hideous side at the critical moment.

"Purify her!" Peter ordered in a deep voice.

The priests silently cast out the baptism of the Holy Light that had been prepared for a long time.

I saw that above the sky, a large area of golden light brighter than the sun suddenly appeared, falling like raindrops, and then meeting and condensing with each other halfway through, becoming more blazing.

These arrows of light with the power of judgment fell on the woman's body, and the woman let out a scream of pain.

The baptism of holy light is not harmful to ordinary people, but the condensed holy light, the high temperature attached to it will still burn people's skin, even if it is not an evil demon, eating it is almost like being drenched in molten steel.

The woman became miserable in an instant, her skin festering under the scorching of light feathers, and her beautiful face was soon pitted, flesh and blood tangled, like a demon.

It's just that there is not a trace of black gas emanating from her.

Peter's eyes were full of shock and confusion.

This woman is clearly an ordinary person, and she is not possessed by demons.

The rest of the people also stopped, and a great shadow hung over everyone's hearts.

What about demons? Destroyed? It's as simple as that?... Or does it not exist at all? But how to explain the black gas and dead priest who saw the inn earlier?

No one noticed that the woman was screaming bitterly, but the distance between her and Peter was getting closer.

By the time Peter realized this, the woman was no more than two or three meters away from him.

At this time, the woman no longer has a little good meat on her body, the bright red flesh is turned out, the pus is dripping, and the white bones of Sensen can be seen in some parts, and the air is filled with a smell of burnt meat.

"Ah!" the woman let out an extremely piercing howl, and the next moment, her body was peeled away from the bottom up by a tremendous force, like a blooming red rose, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

A dark shadow burst out from under her skirt, lightning fast.

"Not good!" Peter's pupils contracted suddenly, and he wanted to unleash the magic, but it was too late.

This distance, even if it is a legendary level, is too deadly for a priest.

Peter felt something hit hard in the chest, and then he saw the dark shadow.

It was a small monster with withered limbs, a high belly, a mantle, a mouth full of fangs, and eyes that seemed to be dripping with blood.

"You—" Peter had just said a word, his mouth was blocked by the blood gushing up, and life was far away from him, and he slowly lowered his head, and saw a large hole in his left chest.

The heart, clutched tightly in the monster's hand.

The monster burst its heart with one hand, brought the squeezed blood to its mouth and licked it greedily, then let out a strange laugh of "snort".

"It's over..."

Peter fell, engulfed in endless darkness...