Bishop Crete of the North American District of the Holy See has just taken over the position of the previous bishop this year and has become bishop of North America. He is only thirty-seven years old, a young bishop in the region. At the end of last year, the old bishop was summoned by the Lord to go to heaven to serve the Lord closely, and Crete took over the North American region, which the Holy See has always considered to be a "chicken rib" - the people here are too open-minded, too confusing in faith, and human nature is not pure, it is difficult to produce results here, the number of believers has not been rising, and only two people have made achievements here: the new cardinal Archbishop Contat and Crete.

As soon as Crete took office, he discovered the unique advantages of the pure papal hymn in such a complex musical environment in North America, and he carefully selected several pure-looking choir members to form a musical ensemble of the Holy See, which quickly became popular after being carefully packaged and withdrawn from the market, thus establishing a new image for the Holy See among the public. At the same time, he also raised a large amount of funds to establish a fund for the disabled, women and children through various connections and even used supernatural powers, and was not only a "orator" but also a "doer" in the eyes of the public, thus rapidly increasing the prestige of the Holy See.

Young Cretan has always been clean and self-conscious, never accepting bribes or engaging in favoritism. In terms of strength, he is not a very powerful bishop, at most he can only tie with a duke of the blood clan, after all, North America has always been unfavored in the Holy See, so the Holy See's power here is also very weak.

Today Crete went out to see a friend in New York City, this friend was he grew up together, yesterday because of a car accident admitted to the hospital, Kerry he was very worried about him, so today he took time out to visit him, fortunately the friend did not suffer any big injuries, the two old friends talked happily for a night, Crete looked at the time is not early before reluctant to leave.

When he got out of the hospital, he didn't let the driver take him back, and a conversation with his friends reminded him of a lot of past events in his childhood, and he was a little emotional, and wanted to go to the places where he used to play together. He was an orphan who grew up in New York City, and if he had not been adopted by the Holy See, he would now be living like a friend—he has always been deeply grateful to the Holy See and firmly committed to God's will.

He walked along the street, lined with dim street lamps, where they used to play football when they were children, but now it is gone, and at night there are no more people coming. How arrogant I was at that time, the time of youth is gone.

A person suddenly appeared on the dim road, that person stood motionless in the middle of the road, Crete was a little strange, but he didn't care, in such a city everything can be encountered, what kind of strange people exist is reasonable.

Crete continued to walk forward, and when he was about to reach the man's side, the man suddenly spoke: "Father Crete, is your friend okay?" Crete was very strange, how did this man know that he had gone to visit the sick? He was secretly vigilant, but as the bishop of North America, representing the image of the Holy See in North America, he still replied very politely: "He is very good, thank you for your concern!" The man laughed, and the voice like a shovel shoveling sand spread far through the dark streets: "He's fine, but you may be bad tonight!"

Three figures suddenly appeared next to the mysterious man, and the three figures were as swift as leopards, turning into three black shadows and arriving at Crete in a flash, and three black-gloved palms slapped at Crete. Crete wondered in his heart, the weather didn't seem to have reached the point where he had to wear gloves, but he was no longer allowed to think about it, and the three palms were already in front of him, and the wind was like a knife, and he felt the slightest pain in his face, and the white light on his body flashed, illuminating the whole street— His body shifted three meters away in this burst of white light, and the three figures slammed their palms on the pavement of the street, and after three muffled sounds, three points appeared on the hard cement pavement, and with these three points, the entire street surface cracked like a spider web.

Crete broke out in a cold sweat, and if he was struck by them, he would have to serve God like the previous Bishop of North America. The three figures did not hit the enemy, and suddenly seemed to lose power and froze, Crete was wondering, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, he quickly retreated ten meters, and at the moment when his body just moved, three black shadows appeared silently around the place where he was standing just now, six palms waved together, and the road within five meters of the "bang" sounded down five meters, and Crete's left arm was slashed by a palm, and the entire left arm suddenly seemed to be broken and lost consciousness.

He stood ten meters away, staring at the three terrifying figures from a distance, not daring for a moment. The three figures suddenly had a tacit understanding, one figure jumped high, and the other figure pushed his hands on the soles of his feet, and the person in the air hit him like a cannonball, and slapped his palms towards Crete, a thick layer of holy power was condensed between Crete's palms, and white light surrounded the entire palm, he held his hands together, and a white lightsaber slowly stretched out from the middle of his closed hands. Crete slashed at the flying figure with a sword, and the intersection of the sword palms made a crisp sound, Crete only felt a strong surge between his hands, and involuntarily retreated more than a dozen steps, and before he could stand firmly, another figure flew over, he barely swung his sword with a blow, the white light was extinguished, and the light saber condensed by the holy power was broken, and his whole person was shocked back more than ten meters again, just as he was about to take a breath, a voice sounded behind him: "Lord Bishop, what can I do for you?" As soon as Crete turned around, Leonardo grinned at him, two pointed teeth bared.

In Chicago, there is a famous Catholic church. Catholicism has a high reputation in the area, and the number of believers is growing - nearly 1,000 people gather here for worship on weekends, and many people come here to confess. But late at night, it's quiet, it's a church, not a bar. The priests checked the facilities of the church, and when everything was fine, they went back to their rooms and went to sleep.

But tonight, the church, which should have been peaceful, was a little different—several dark shadows climbed over the fence and entered the church, and the priests were unaware of it, and the shadows moved cleanly and without a sound, as if they were born to live in darkness, and were so familiar with the darkness.

The dark shadow sneaked into the church, swirling around the long rows of chairs, finally choosing a chair and taking out a bag of white stuff and stuffing it under the chair. Then they touched a small attic with miscellaneous goods, pried open the floor and put in a large bag of things, and then restored the floor to its original state, and the black shadows made an OK gesture to each other, and felt out again along the corner, and disappeared into the darkness outside the church wall as silently as they came.

Boston's bustling streets are lined with a church and across the street from a luxury mall that is bustling with people every night. The shopping lady carried the man's arm and pulled the reluctant men into the mall happily, this church, although it is much weaker than the mall, but as a church, it is already rare. It was still tonight, and the ladies who were supposed to only pay attention to the discounted prices in the mall opened their mouths wide in the church, and their eyes were about to pop out. Then the men and women received the same attention: they straightened their necks, stared straight at the church, their mouths closed open, but they couldn't make a sound—except that there was something wrong with all of them, and that was that the way they looked at the church was not worship, but horror!

The church is God's territory, what is it that makes them so frightened? God also has enemies, and God's enemies are the devil - and when God is beaten to his lair by the enemy, there will be demons on God's territory. Now there is a devil in God's land!

In the air of the church, a huge devil head flashed with a faint green light and fell down, as if there was no weight, in the church, dozens of white lights rose, like a ceremonial flower ascended to heaven but did not bloom, each white light shot on the devil's head, the devil's head fluctuated, like the ripples of water, the white light melted into it, and then the devil's head gradually calmed down, as if it swallowed the water surface of the intruder.

Obviously, the clergy of the church are desperately resisting the devil's attack, but it seems that the devil has the absolute upper hand at the moment. The ethereal and evil devil head turned and looked at the crowd watching around, and in the eyes of the two black holes, a little scarlet ghost fire flashed, and all the people screamed in unison in fright, and fled in all directions.

The devil's avatar fell all over the place, and suddenly the entire ground shook, and the crowd that ran far away could clearly feel the ground trembling under their feet. When people looked back, there was no trace of the church in the place where it had been, and not even a trace of dust had been raised. Everyone looked at the devil's masterpiece in amazement, and many of them rushed to the spot where the devil's head had just fallen, shouting some words of worship in their mouths, waving their arms and begging the devil to take his soul.

When Crete woke up, there was a magnesium lamp shining in front of him, and he stretched out his hand to block it, and it took a while for his eyes to adjust to such a strong light from the darkness - seeing everything in front of him, Crete was suddenly stupid, and his whole mind was completely blank, and his mind was stagnant for half a minute- Crete is now in a high-end hotel, which is not surprising, in his capacity, in a more exclusive hotel, but the people who are with him in the hotel are not right, three girls with heavy makeup and he are lying on the same bed, and a group of reporters with cameras stand on the side of the bed and keep changing the angle of the "click" shutter press.

Crete knew that he was finished, no matter how outstanding his previous achievements were, no matter how much benefit he had brought to the Holy See, he was finished. For half a minute when his brain was in a state of shutdown, his mind was full of these three words: I'm done.

After decades of hard work, on such a night, all efforts were in vain, and he died suddenly. He knew that he was framed, and he also knew that he was framed by the blood clan, but the Pope would not give him a chance to explain, the believers would not listen to his explanation, and the people would not believe his explanation.

In the early hours of the morning in Chicago, the shrill whistling of sirens woke up the sweet dreams of residents of several blocks, who would never have imagined that it would be such an ordinary siren that broke the biggest news and scandal of the month in Chicago when they cursed the government with vicious words.

More than a dozen police cars roared through the church gates and rushed into the courtyard, and the teachers were still asleep, not knowing what was happening, and when the priests were brought out with sleepy eyes, they saw only a bag of white powder piled up on the floor.

The old priest in charge blushed and excitedly argued with the sheriff that they were God's people and would never do such a thing against God's will! The sergeant, who had blue cheeks and beards, walked up and down the hall with his hands behind his back without saying a word, and the old priest followed him babbling and explaining. After another ten minutes, a police officer walked up to the sheriff with a large bag wrapped in old cloth in his hand, and casually threw the burden on the ground, and the burden spread out, revealing the prohibited guns and bloodstained clothes inside.

The sheriff's eagle-like eyes stared at the contents of the baggage for a long time, then turned to the old priest and said: "Last night, the two gangs in Xicheng had a fight because of a batch of drugs, and the people of the two factions all died, and they were killed by the third force, unfortunately, the bullets dug out of their bodies are exactly the bullets used in this MP5-type submachine gun!"

Before the old priest could react, the sheriff waved his hand, and the officers rushed up, pressed the clergy to the ground, handcuffed them, pulled them out of the church and stuffed them into the police car. The old priest loudly defended: "Planting, this is shameless planting, God will prove our innocence......"

All the reporters in Boston were urged by the editor-in-chief to rush to the "church where the devil came," and these unknown reporters were full of questions and muttered in their hearts: "The devil is still in the church?" When they arrived, they only saw the church that had been moved to the ground and a group of devil believers lying on the ground and worshipping.

When they heard that they were going to be interviewed, a group of devil worshippers frantically gathered around them, and countless mouths vied to describe to them the battle between the devil and the representatives of God, the priests, and how the devil was powerful and invincible, and how the priests were defeated without their own strength.

On top of a tall building not far away, ten dark mages gasped and said, "This magic is really strenuous, there are so many of us working together, I'm still tired enough, and I can't slow down now." The others nodded in agreement. "But it's okay, I've finally solved this group of god sticks!"

In Europe, Liu Lei and Kerry sat in front of the TV together, Kerry looked at the TV screen excitedly and said to Liu Lei: "Okay, haha, this time the Holy See is a big shame!" Liu Lei looked at it and said: "It's not perfect, the druids are in a hurry to get their way, so intensively looking for trouble with the Holy See, everything happened on the same day, obviously someone is deliberately dealing with the Holy See- This will arch us to the foreground, and whoever will join the Holy See against us, of course, is us dark creatures, although humanity is suspicious of us, but this is tantamount to giving them a side proof of the existence of a group like ours. ”

"Ahem, sooner or later we're going to get out of the darkness, it doesn't matter!" said Kerry, who nodded and called to Will, "Call me to the druid's chaotic ones." ”

The chaotic person originally said that he didn't need a mobile phone at all, and he was afraid of leaking secrets, but Liu Lei assured that the operation service company of this number belonged to the association, and the receiving stations from the satellites in the sky to the ground were all the association's own, and the secrecy technology was the most advanced in the world, and it would never be eavesdropped.

Liu Lei also gave the chaotic person a mobile phone, and he introduced the functions of the mobile phone to the chaotic person with a fluttering eyebrow: "This thing, now it can take pictures, can take videos, as well as gPS positioning, Bluetooth transmission, high-voltage electric shock head - of course, this function is for women, not for you......"

The chaotic man reluctantly accepted it, and Liu Ti said proudly: "Look, good things, I won't be wrong with what I gave you, you see how generous I am......" As soon as he talked about generosity, the chaotic man was angry in his heart, and he was deducted 300 million yuan of activity funds in vain, and he was embarrassed to say that he was generous, but now that he had just taken someone else's things, he was embarrassed to say something, and rolled his eyes.

"Hey!" said the chaotic man's voice, with a hint of irrepressible excitement. "Hey!" Liu Lei responded and muttered in his heart, as for this old man, isn't it North America, the people in that place don't care at all, but to be honest, they are not very excited in their hearts: "Hey, my dear ally, have you read the news?" "Of course, can you not be happy to win such a victory in your hometown?" Liu, thank you, today I see a bright future for our cooperation!"

Liu Lei smiled and said, "You just saw it now?Oh, dear ally, have you been looking bad lately?" The chaotic man knew that he was speechless, and explained with an embarrassed smile: "No, I didn't mean that, but I was so happy today!" "Yes, after all, this is the first real cooperative action since we cooperated!"

The chaotic man calmed down and asked excitedly, "Have you gotten any news, from the Holy See, what are they going to do?" "They?" Liu Lei thought for a while and said: "Although I haven't gotten the news yet, I think the Pope should be looking for a gas bag!"

The Pope was now furious and yelled at his attendants: "It must be Liu Lei! That Chinese is so hateful! He actually went to the Americas to oppose me!" "But, judging from Crete's description of the attack on him, the first people to attack him must have been members of the Druid Order...... "One of the attendants cautionedly reminded him. "Huh?" The Pope's eyes widened, and the bold attendant shrank in fright, and the Pope stared at him for a long time and suddenly said, "I see—they are colluding together! God, the Dark Society and the Druid Order are colluding together!" The Pope suddenly fell silent, walking around the room, not knowing what to say, and the attendants silently counted the number of times the Pope walked back and forth, and when he counted to the thirtieth round, the Pope suddenly stopped, and he slammed the table and said firmly: "It seems that Liu Lei and I must solve it!" ”

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