Tonight's state of God is extremely lively.

The Inquisition built a rudimentary temporary wooden frame next to the sacred stele to hang the descendants of demons.

The wooden frame was tall, only slightly shorter than the Holy Law Tablet, and because it was improvised, it was not strong and swayed in the evening breeze.

If the wooden frame collapses, they also have a temporary record: even if the demon descendants are not thrown to death, they can be burned on fire.

They also saved the wooden frame.

The Inquisition has always focused on only two words - efficiency!

At the same time as the wooden frame was erected, a new news swept up a new storm in the Shenbang!

The Inquisition will hang the descendants of demons in front of the sacred stone tablet, and tonight, there will be no curfew for the Divine State!

Anyone can stay in the Kingdom of God and watch the hanging

Well-informed people inquire: if you're lucky, there's also a bonfire, with enough drinks and a companion of your choice.

The haze of the coming orcs seems to have been dispelled a lot at this moment.

On the streets, people are talking about the same topic, the demon descendant who is about to be hanged.

Walking through the crowd and listening to all kinds of discussions, Lutdon felt something new.

It's not the first time Luton has been involved in the hanging of people.

It's just that in the past, he was responsible for being hanged, and he couldn't participate in more interactions.

As a spectator, it was the first time that the descendants of the demons had been hanged.

He even had an urge to shout in the crowd, "Let go of that demon!" ”

Fortunately, Ludon didn't let impulse dictate his actions.

Compared to the others, Ludon didn't care about what happened on the gallows, the processes he was too familiar with to say much.

Ludon focused more on the members of the Inquisition.

Around the wooden frame, there were three people wearing the masks of the strange birds, and each person's mask was slightly different.

Lutten recognized one of them, the man who had taken Al today, and the highest-ranking person in the field.

The most strange thing was that next to this man stood a young man with blond hair, as strong as a lion, and it was not difficult to tell from the badge on the cuff that this man was from the family of saints.

The House of the Holy Descendants and the Inquisition?

The corners of Luden's mouth curled slightly, and things were more interesting than he had imagined.

Compared to Luden, Al Isa was obviously in a much worse mood.

She was taken under the wooden frame, and when the time was right, she was allowed to walk up, and then, according to the process, the demon descendant was hanged.

Just as he was about to walk onto the wooden frame, Al looked at a strange scholar beside him and suddenly asked,

"Would you believe me if I said that someone could save my life and prove for me that I was not a descendant of demons?"

The scholar laughed and asked, "If anyone could do such a miracle, beautiful lady alder, how did you get this far?" ”

Obviously, he was unbelieving.

Al's face was slightly pale, and it stood out in the light of the fire.

She forced her mouth and said, "What if you can really do it?" ”

The scholar smiled and shook his head, not continuing to laugh at the dying man.

Al didn't give up, and chased after him, saying,

"I'll bet you a big gold coin, and I'll walk off this broken wooden frame alive!"

There was already a bit of hysteria in her voice, which was a normal reaction after being cornered.

The scholar listened to a joke and said casually,

"If such a miracle happens, I am willing to bet a hundred big gold coins."

Anyway, it's a dying person, coax her.

Al shook his head stubbornly and insisted,

"Just bet on 1 big gold coin, 1 big gold coin..."

She repeated the words, and at the urging of the Inquisition, she began to walk towards the wooden frame.

The wooden frame was not high, and Al was not walking fast, and after a few pauses, he finally reached the top.

Standing in front of the noose, Al Isha's heart was terrified.

The right hand in the pocket was clenched into a fist, and in the palm of his hand was the note that Ludon had given her.

Whether or not you can survive tonight depends on this note!

What is the secret on the note she traded her soul for that could save her life?

Looking at the fires lit up one after another below, the crowd that kept gathering, and the eyes that looked like cold arrows...

Standing on the gallows, Al panicked, she had never been treated like this before.

She didn't understand why the crowd had so much malice towards her, so she knew she had done nothing wrong.

She looked at the crowd below, their faces blurry, but their expressions were exceptionally clear.

Someone gloats, someone grits teeth, someone is insensitive...

They just looked up at the gallows, at the noose.

Who hanged them, they don't care.

As long as someone dies, they will applaud, they will cheer, and that's it, from Qiyun to Shenbang.

Commonly known as - Fun people.

At this moment, fear overwhelmed Al, and she almost jumped off, ending her short life once and for all.

Faced with unprecedented pressure, Al remembered what Ludon had said.

I don't know what to think, she bowed her head slightly, pinched the corner of her clothes with one hand, her lips squirmed slightly, and she thought silently in her heart,

"The lost lamb prays to you out of fear, and Ludon Brown prays to you. Y. Wegourd..."

Finally, it was time for the last moment.

Al Isa is coming to the end of her life... Or is it a shocking counterattack from a demon descendant to a true saint?

All hope is on this thin piece of paper!

Al didn't know why he believed in Ludon so much, even to the point of blindness.

Can Luden really work miracles?

Al knew that there was no room for him to waver.

Her eyes widened, trying to read the words on the note, and the jumping light of the fire made it difficult for her to read.

These words, like a book from heaven, Al couldn't even read any of them, her lips squirmed weakly, she didn't know what to do, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and even a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, smashing heavily into the dust.

After watching it for a full ten seconds, a nervous Al noticed that she had taken the note upside down...

Flipping the note over so Al could read its contents.

In a lazy font, it reads:

"Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration, but that one percent inspiration is the most important, even more important than ninety-nine percent perspiration—love for saints

The people of the state of God only know the first half of the sentence, what to do, you don't need me to teach you, right? ”

Looking at the contents of the note, Al's mind went blank for a few seconds, and he froze.

Soon, she burst into tears and smiled, all the pressure disappeared in an instant, and even the horror gallows in front of her looked a little warm against the warm colors.

With this note, she has absolute confidence that she will walk down this gallows alive.

From the counterattack of the descendants of the demons to the descendants of the saint of love,

Sometimes, it really just takes one sentence.

Ludon is a miracle worker!

His existence proves that the Divine State is not the only miracle in the world!

"Praise you, Mr. Luden!"

From then on, she did not dare to read Luden's full name.

At this moment, Al Isha, bathed in good fortune, was reborn and became Luden's most devout believer in the world, whether he was a saint or a demon, and was her unique savior.

Al Isa sighed from the bottom of her heart,

"Mr. Lutden, what a nice man..."