Chapter 443: The Martyr

The old man with white hair blushed with excitement, he was very angry that the dragon of death had commented on the Virgin like this, if he didn't need to join forces with these heretics to fight against the group of careerists in Sky City, he would definitely fight these heretics. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

However, now the situation is such that they need to use the power of these infidels, and he can only swallow his anger.

However, when he insulted the Great Lady with such arrogance, he could no longer bear it, and he could not take care of the overall situation.

"Our Lady is the Most Merciful, the Most Good, the Most Wise," the old man with white hair was angry, but he still maintained his demeanor, as a priest, this is the most basic condition, he cannot be swayed by his emotions, "Our Lady has given us wisdom, given us freedom, broken the shackles that have been put on our heads, the gods, not the savior of our humanity, the savior of our humanity is the ......"

This rampaging dragon of death, it also holds back a belly of anger, human beings regard it as a god, and have always been respectful to it, and now this small insect dares to challenge its own authority in front of itself, it really wants to slap this guy who despises gods into pulp.

However, it is wise after all, and it still holds back the anger in its heart, and between releasing its anger and returning to its hometown, it chooses to return to its hometown. However, how could a god who was high up bow his head to a human like a small bug?

It laughed mockingly at the Madonna cultist, and it laughed very presumptuously: "You believe in the Holy Mother, and some people believe in the Holy Maiden, whether it is the Holy Mother you believe in, or the Holy Maiden believed in by the bastards in the Sky City, in my opinion, it is just a trick played by your group of rebellious human beings, there is no such thing as the Holy Mother at all, just a fictional character that you want to betray your ancestors and betray the gods of your ancestors......."

"Forgive this infidel, O Mother...... the devout Madonna, enraged by the pagan's words, "let me tell you, you wicked dragon......"

He couldn't help it, he wasn't trying to preach to this evil dragon, he was trying to refute the dragon's point of view.

"We are all guilty, we take refuge in Our Lady and try to wash away our sins....... All intelligent beings are sinful, and the difference between us and you pagans is whether or not you are aware of your sins. ā€

This dragon of death has insulted the faith of this old man who believes in the Virgin, he has entrusted his life to the Virgin, and he has long put his life on the line, for such an act, of course, he must stand up and accuse these believers, even if it is at the expense of his own life.

"You don't realize your mistake, so fate has sent you into exile in this place, this place is purgatory, your souls are not at peace, you live in pain and killing, your bodies are rotting and smelling, but you don't know it...... This is the punishment that fate has imposed on you. Put aside your false faith, polish your eyes blinded by power and killing, and ask your own hearts, and you will find Our Lady, we are all children of Our Lady, and Our Mother will not give up on any of us......."

The old man, he gushed endlessly, his voice was very quiet, because it was quiet, so it carried a demagogic power.

The dragon of death was stunned, it had no idea that this bug-like human, who seemed very weak, would dare to challenge his authority in front of him, something that had not happened for many years.

Back then, if he hadn't fallen for the despicable plot of the human race who betrayed his ancestors, it would certainly not have failed, and now it still remembers the appearance of that man, he quietly approached him, pretended to be his faithful believer, and gained his trust, but on the battlefield, he stabbed himself in the heart...... It will never forget this person who was disrespectful to the gods for the rest of its life......

Therefore, it is very angry now, it can no longer control itself, even the dream of returning to its hometown, it can no longer suppress its anger.

"I tell you, those who disrespect the gods will end up hanging...... "It roared at this little human who dared to challenge his authority and preach in front of him.

"Hang him, hang the god-disrespecter!" the dead creatures roared aloud after the death dragon.

Preaching in front of the creatures of death, this old man of the Holy Mother sect was obviously very irrational, he should not have stood up at this time, but faith made him unbearable, so he stood up without hesitation, and when he stood up, he already knew his fate.

However, his face did not change at all, he still stood there calmly, he was a devout believer in the Virgin, and no one could change his faith.

"Hang him, let him see where his Madonna is, and see if his Madonna will appear to save his followers!" The death dragon was completely enraged, and it roared, it flew in the air, and roared at the tiny human being, "As a god, I protect every human being who believes in me, but what about the Holy Mother you believe in? You are going to die, your soul is going to perish, where is your Madonna?"

"Our Lady is in everyone's heart, you are not a god......" The old man still answered the dragon's words unyieldingly, neither humbly nor arrogantly, and there was no anger, no horror, not even excitement on his face, he was always so calm, as if he was telling the truth, and the person who told the truth did not need emotion.

A huge cross appeared on the square, and the dead creature hung the old man from the cross.

The Madonna over there, they stood beside him, and no one spoke, and no one stopped what the old man was saying to these dark creatures. They have crossed the mountains all the way, and they have come to this world from birth to death, and the deep friendship they have formed has made them understand each other, language is superfluous, and they both understand their tasks.

They came to this world to form an alliance with these infidels and solve the problems of the city in the sky, but now their companions are going to be hanged for their faith.

At this time, there was a great deal of pain and anger in their hearts, but they still did not riot, and they remembered that their bishop had given them the task, and they could endure any submission in order to complete the task given by the bishop.

But they could not fail to show their faith, their faith, which had already been stated by the old man, and they did not need to make any more sacrifices. They even had to open the altar for this horrific group of infidels.

The old man was already hanging from the cross.

Underneath the cross were his parishioners, his brothers who were born and died, praying for him.

"Return to the bosom of the Virgin....... My brother ......" said a clergyman with his hands folded and praying to the faithful on the cross.

"May the glory of Our Lady be upon you, the monuments of the world will be erected for you, my brother......" Another priest also offered his prayer to the faithful of the cross, saying goodbye to his faithful, his brother, and his comrade-in-arms.

"The souls of the great martyrs will be saved, dying for the faith will wash away all the sins of the martyrs, and after death the souls will ascend to heaven and be with the Merciful and Good Lady. Another believer, he called the parishioner a martyr.

"When the great martyr dies, he will be a beacon of light for us who are still alive and believe....... "Another clergyman praised the martyr.

While the priests prayed, the dragon of death could not wait, and it wanted to see the death of this martyr......

(To be continued.) )