Although people have always associated church people, especially women, with the word weakness. But in reality www.biquge.info most pastors, priests or priests are very concerned about their physical health. Because in the teachings of the goddess, health is one of the best gifts that God has given to mankind, and anyone who does not value it is blasphemous to the gods.

Thanks to some of the Church's secret methods, Finnel's physical strength is no worse than anyone else's, and she has the confidence to run around the town a few times. It's not hard to keep up with these slow-moving monsters, but Fennier doesn't know what to do to stop them. She needed a way, she needed to find her teacher, the priest of the diocese of Kerrydan, the most learned person she had ever met, and perhaps she could know something.

Thinking of this, Fennel changed his direction and hurried in the direction of the church. On the way, she saw several frightened soldiers, fleeing for their lives, shouting: "Devil! Although the residents did not know what they were talking about, the atmosphere of fear spread quickly. And once a man loses his mind, he can do far worse things than Fennel could have imagined.

They scurried around like headless flies, women were knocked to the ground, children were crying on the ground, but no one looked at them. "Ladies and gentlemen, please don't panic!" Finnel said to the chaotic crowd. "Come to the church, the goddess will protect you. She said.

But things didn't turn out the way Fennel had hoped. Everyone looked at Fennel, but the fear in their eyes did not wane. "That's a nun!" someone recognized Fennel, though he didn't tell the difference between a probationary priest and a nun. "Oh my God, it's true! The devil has come! they've come to punish us!" Finnel's words undoubtedly convinced them of the ridiculous rumors, and they were all true.

Seeing that things are about to turn irreversible, a bigger chaos than just now is about to come. How could Fenniel sit idly by and watch such a thing? She clutched the pendant on her chest and chanted the prayer of the goddess. It didn't take long for an invisible energy to spread around her, and everyone who was hit by the invisible wave calmed down, and the fear in their hearts disappeared.

"Please don't panic, gentlemen. Fennel stood in a high position for everyone to see. "The Goddess will bless us all, please don't forget her teachings. Goddess Embra will not abandon her faithful followers. "Fenniel tried to awaken the piety of the people, and luckily they were religious.

They bowed their heads in shame, and they couldn't help but feel immense shame for what they had done before. A gentleman of the inhabitants lifted up the fallen woman, and the weeping children were carried back on their backs by their parents. "Please go to the church in good order, where the goddess shelters and is very safe. Fennel said to them. "Lord Count is also fighting those evil devils, and this city will not become hell. ”

"Lord Count, thank good......" "Ah, our young lady is safe......" Finnel inadvertently revealed another good news, and with joy and questions in their hearts, the inhabitants obediently went to the church.

Fennel wanted to go with them, but she noticed a cask vibrate in a nearby corner. She walked over to the barrel and lifted the lid, revealing a pair of tearful eyes, looking at him timidly.

"Hey, don't worry, I'm here to help you. Fenniel tried to soothe the little boy, but it worked well, and his body stopped shaking. "It's not safe to hide here, come with me and I'll take you to a safe place. ”

The boy seemed a little scared and didn't want to get out of the bucket. Fennell patiently persuaded him, but some uninvited guests appeared out of place. The monsters, with the black substance flowing under their feet, appeared at the end of the street, in Finnel's eyes.

Fennel's heart tightened, she didn't fear for her own safety, but the child was in great danger. "Hey, look. Fennel took off his pendant and handed it to the little boy. "Is it pretty?" asked Fennell. The boy nodded timidly. "This is my gift to you. Fennel put the pendant into his hand and held it tightly. "You see, we're friends now, and as a friend, I invite you to come with me to a safe place, okay?" Fennell looked at him tenderly, like a mother.

The boy's hand clenched tightly, and then, with difficulty but firmly, nodded with tears pouring out. He handed his hand to Fennel, who grabbed his hand and lifted him out of the bucket. Those monsters don't move fast, but they're far enough away to be called dangerous.

"Quick, let's go. Fennel took him in his arms and ran in the direction of the church. But halfway through the journey, Fennel suddenly struck at his feet and nearly fell. She hurriedly stabilized herself, but found that the names of the places around her were sprinkled with paste, and she didn't know if it was unintentional or deliberate.

Fennel tried to lift his leg, and although it was difficult, he could still move forward, but his speed inevitably decreased a lot. The monsters behind him were not thrown too far away, and at this moment, they were constantly shortening the distance with them.

The boy hugged Fennel tightly in fear, a move that made her physical strength deplete faster, and she struggled to walk, but felt her feet grow heavier and heavier. Sweat was dripping from her forehead, she had a healthy body, but she was still human, and she gradually felt the strength flowing from her body.

Even without looking back, Fennell felt the evil thing getting closer and closer to him. She gritted her teeth and pushed forward as hard as she could, hoping that the paste would stumble them as well.

But the goddess did not favor her, and the monsters would not step on the mush, they would always only step on the black substance under their feet.

Seeing that they were about to catch up with Fennel, she did not hesitate to throw the boy out of the paste. The boy struggled to his feet, and Fenniel and the monsters were only one step away.

"Run!" Fennell could only say one word. She was choked by a pair of mist-covered hands, and those streamed down those hands to her body.

She couldn't speak, but her eyes were still firm, gentle, and unrepentant. The boy wept and wailed, but could not do anything but turn and flee into the distance.

The black substance gradually eroded her whole body, and finally, her face was covered in the endless darkness. "Eve...... "Before she lost consciousness, there was only one thing she regretted. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help......"