Chapter 111: Dhigar's Face

In the county of Saluzzo, the sun has begun to gradually set, and the setting sun has begun to encroach on the blue sky, allowing the crows on the edge of the sky to shuttle a path across time at the junction, which is beautiful, but also regrettable, regretting the burial of the sun, and regretting the red before the moonlight. 8w`w`w=.`

Thousands of meters away from the town of Yuedong, in a hidden wood, because of the fierce beasts, so basically no human beings will come here, it can also be said to be isolated from human civilization, is an amusement park for wild animals, but now, there are some voices that are not like animals but like humans, in the depths of this forest, clusters come out, people always have a sense of curiosity, want to go in to find out.

If anyone saw these people at this time, they would have covered their noses and fled, because these people were wearing neither the clothes of ordinary commoners nor nobles, but a kind of robe similar to that of a clergy, except that compared to the white and red robes of the Holy See, their robes were a dirty black, covered with dirt, and the lice and fleas on their bodies kept jumping out of their hair and skin, which looked very dirty.

And their faces are covered with scars, I don't know if they have suffered some kind of setback or they did it themselves, they are dense and terrifying on their faces, and this is not the most important thing, these black-robed priests only constitute the periphery of this group of people, and inside, there are hundreds of humans dressed in ordinary clothes lying on the ground, as if they have taken sleeping pills, lying on the ground, motionless.

If you get closer, you can still see these sleeping people with a very happy smile on their faces, as if each one is dreaming.

And in front of these slumped humans were two tall figures who were also dressed in religious robes, but they were dressed in a manner that was polite to those who exposed their horrible faces, and wore a hood on top of their heads, covering most of their heads, and the hood extended to the eyes, which in the forest at night would be completely undetectable if you were not careful.

"Father Dhigar, is this really good?" One of the tall figures opened his mouth to speak after a moment of silence, looking at the unarmed civilians in front of him, lying quietly on the dirt floor, not knowing what was about to greet them, this person was a little unbearable. ﹎8﹏w·w·w`.-y=a·w-e=n·8`.-c-o·m

"Young man, you have to know that if we don't do this, then even the last chance will be lost. The priest's voice, Dhigar, was very young, but there was a sense of helplessness in his words, as if he had not chosen to do so now.

Order has begun to spread in this chaotic place, and this order is the opposite of itself, and the world has begun to become more and more intolerant of them.

"But Count Il, will he agree?" the young man was silent for a moment after hearing Father Dzigar's answer, then looked around, and after making sure that it was his own person, he took off his hood, revealing a slightly immature face underneath, with some small freckles on his face, and the overall appearance was about 16.7 years old, and he was a young man.

He couldn't help but turn to Father Dhigar, who was also Viscount Dhigar, and asked the question he wanted to get the answer to.

Yes, they were all Earl Il's men, and they were ordered to move the people of the small town of Yue Dong out of the city and to the rear to temporarily escape the war and avoid being harmed, and Viscount Zigar was responsible for transporting the largest number of citizens of this group, and at the same time the last group, but it was clear that they did not do what Il had set out to do, but took these citizens to this desolate land, and then used something called psychedelic potion to knock them out.

Originally, Viscount Zigar would not have come to carry out this mission in person, the town of Yuedong was preparing for war, and the enemy had already crossed the border line and began to move towards his own army, so there was no time for himself to come here and participate in this gathering ceremony, but the person who was supposed to be the mentor of this gathering ceremony suddenly encountered an accident and did not come here, so Zigar had no choice but to participate in this operation, and in the face of all this in front of him, he felt that it was worth it.

"I don't know if he'll agree, but I know he needs strength now, and these people, will become power. __ w·ww." Dhigar's answer was filled with the feeling of pity for the common people like Nader, but Nader was repenting for the dead, and Dhigar was finding a reason to die for the living, and such a scene always felt extremely strange.

In the heart of Dzigar, there is not the slightest mercy for these ordinary people, who are about to become the power of Eir, and this is a thing that makes their lives meaningful, that their days will be over, and that they will be saved by God on the Day of Judgment, and what is there to be dissatisfied.

And themselves, with the support of Il, can preach in the loopholes of Catholic surveillance, so that true Christianity can circulate in this world, and not the false religion of the Holy See.

The young man took his eyes off Dzigar's eyes, not daring to look at each other any further, for fear that his faith would be shaken, and that under those terrible eyes he feared that he would doubt his loyalty, and flee.

"Galtimo, you are my heir, please do not doubt God's favor for you, those hypocrites of Catholicism will eventually be obliterated by God, only we, the Icons, can come to heaven with my Lord on the Day of Judgment, and enjoy eternal life and inexhaustible wealth. ”

Dzigal's words were very demagogic, except for Galdimo, the other people in black robes began to chant in a low voice, and then took out a figurine made of white stone from their cuffs, of course, in their hands, these figurines have basically become half black and half gray, but it is not important to them, put the statue on their chest, and began to read the Bible.

And that's not the strangest of all, if a Christian were to pass by at this time, he would have been scared to death by what they were holding.

These statues are very beautiful, and they all have a line engraved at the bottom, which is usually a biblical aphorism, or the Seven Laws of Moses, which is not terrible, but what is terrible is that there is an inscription on this statue, and it says that it is a statue of God.

This is really a terrible thing, you must know that in this world, Christianity is mainly divided into two strongest factions, that is, Catholicism and Orthodox Christianity, and among them, Catholicism is more powerful in Europe, and the town of Yuedong is no exception, which also believes in Catholicism and is a good cow for the Pope.

Catholicism prohibits the creation of images of God, because in the understanding of Catholicism, God is God, and the Triune God is invisible, invisible, and cannot be expressed in any image, so Catholicism erects statues of saints, shapes the Virgin Mary, and crucifixes, but there is no statue of Jehovah himself in this world.

And this group of people is each holding a statue of Jehovah, which is obviously a very paradoxical thing, but also a terrible thing, in the nest of Catholicism, there is such a group of Christians who do not believe in Catholicism in Italy, which is a big slap in the face for the Holy See.

And according to what Dzigar said earlier, the name of this heretical sect should be the Statue Sect, and the name is apt, and it is all for the image of Jehovah, is there a more suitable name than this?

"Father Dhigar, we used to be secretly done by a small number of people, will there be any accidents with such a large-scale ceremony this time?"

Galdimo was still a little scared in his heart, he knew what he was about to face, which was why he would join the Statue Sect, as long as he had seen this power, even if Galdimo resisted such a way to gain power in his heart, but in his heart he longed for this power to favor him.

"Of course, it will be enough to say that we have been attacked by the enemy's vanguard after leaving the city, and believe me, the Earl of Il is a wise man, and he will meet our needs if we give him what he wants. ”

As soon as Dzigar finished speaking, a person with a terrible face next to him came over and said a few words to Dzigar, the voice was very small, Galdimo was a little inaudible, but the resistance in his heart was reduced a lot, but he began to get excited, when he could be like Father Dzigar, it would be good.

"Let's start the ceremony. The terrible man bowed back to his place, and Zigar whispered to the black-robed priests who were besieging the city, but there was no temptation in his words, but with a sense of holiness, which seemed extremely strange in the darkness of a dirty person.

When Dhigar had said this, Gardimo left Dhigar, returned to his place, and like the others, put the statue of Jehovah on his chest and began to recite the scriptures.

Mimi's buzzing voice was a little noisy, but with a sense of tranquility, the voices of dozens of people were uneven in a tone, at this moment, when someone passed by, they might really think that it was a saint who came to earth.

The sound of the chanting never stopped, and the rhythm grew stronger, and Gardimo felt as if the blood was rushing with his chanting, when Dzigar's empty hands reached into his bosom, took out a statue of Yahweh like the others, put it on his chest, and began to chant.

It's just that the sculpture in his hand is red, blood red, like blood.

When Father Dhigal took the sculpture and began to chant, the whole atmosphere changed completely, and Galdimo could smell a kind of fever, and at this moment a trace of blood began to appear on the sculpture in Father Dhigal's hand, slowly winding, and through the sound, it was transmitted to the sleeping man.

Layer by layer, these people were wrapped, like red cocoons, the thicker they became, and finally the figures of these people completely disappeared in front of everyone, but the sight was a sea of red ribbons, but these people did not feel afraid, but the feeling of holiness became stronger and stronger.

"My Lord, may your kingdom come into the world, and may the lost Lamb find its final home. ”

Suddenly, Dhigar's voice rose up in a chorus of chanting, and everyone stopped chanting at the sound of it, but closed their eyes and waited for the judgment to come.

After a moment, Galdimo slowly opened his eyes as the sounds around him died down.

The confusion in his eyes was all over his eyes, although he had seen the scene after the ceremony countless times, but this time, it still made Gardimo feel shocked.

All the people had vanished, and all that was left on the ground was their clothes, their shriveled bodies, and nothing else.

Oh, and one more, the more colorful statue of Jehovah in Dhigar's hand. (To be continued.) )