In normal times, the revelation of the Light requires a servant to enter the confessional chamber and close the door so that no one else can enter, let alone observe the scene inside, otherwise something terrible will happen.

For example, a person who violates the rules will instantly turn into a pool of blood and water.

And now, the confessional room that can connect to the Holy Light doesn't care about whether the door is closed or not, just like a bear child spilling, slamming the door violently, the frequency is as high as about 50 times per minute, it is hard to imagine what a terrible spiritual impact this will have on the servants in the Holy Light Temple, in short, the entire hall is panicked.

But even if they were terrified to the extreme, they didn't know what was going on, and one by one they could only kneel on the ground, begging for the holy light to calm down.

Soon, the old priest of unknown age was pushed over, he had been curled up on the high platform at the end of the hall for sixty or seventy years, and no one dared to touch his body, which had already reached the limit of human life, for fear that any contact with foreign objects, or a change in the position of his limbs, would lead to his death.

But at this moment, he was moved to a wheelchair and hurriedly pushed to the place where the confessional was located.

"Lord Priest, what's going on?"

A divine servant who had not yet been frightened rushed to the feet of the priest, trembling as if he had foreseen the end of the world, and his words were not clear.

The priest's thin body was covered with golden robes, and his face could not be seen under the hood, but he was undoubtedly nervously speechless, and he had never seen such a record in any document in the 300 years of the Holy Calendar.

But more than 100 years of life gave him more receptive ability and courage than ordinary people, and at this moment, a scream burst out of his dry throat:

"Get in!"

"What?"

"Go in, find someone to come in and receive the revelation of the Light!" The old priest screamed and ordered.

"But." The divine servant in front of him was terrified, and the situation in front of him undoubtedly showed that the Holy Light had fallen into some kind of irritable state, and if he entered the confessional room at this time, no one knew what would happen.

However, the old priest didn't care about these at all, and with all the strength of his body, he raised his hand, which had almost no muscles, and pointed to the nose of the priest in front of him:

"You! You go in! ”

"Huh? I, I."

"Quick !!!!"

The priest's voice was almost hoarse.

In the temple, everyone must submit to the Holy Light, but removing the Holy Light, this old priest who has lived for more than a century is undoubtedly one of the most noble people, after all, people have been in contact with the Holy Light for the longest time.

So, with his eyes wide open, and after countless fierce battles in his heart about life and faith, the servant stomped his foot, tore a piece of golden cloth from his robe, and rushed to the confessional behind him, and then violently dragged the wooden door that kept clanging and stepping into it

Suddenly, the golden light in the crack of the door suddenly became more than twice as bright, and the piercing person's eyes could not be opened, and behind the door, a terrible scream broke out to the extreme.

"Ahhhh——————hh

No one knew what was going on inside, and no one dared to lean over to the crack in the door to look, anyway, in this grand golden light, the divine servant didn't know where to get a moment of strong willpower, forcibly suppressed the mad scream, and instead screamed:

"Notice Notice Observer Two."

"Ahhhh————hh

"Far from Coordinates"

"Stay away from Observer Four!"

"Ahh————hh

He said something incomprehensible, and kept repeating it, and even more incomprehensibly, screaming, the priest in the confessional seemed to gradually calm down, his miserable wheezing began to decrease, and finally disappeared completely, and after a minute, his tone became emotionless, and began to repeat mechanically:

"Do everything you can to contact observer 2 and inform him to stay away from coordinates, and at the same time, to keep him away from observer 4."

"Do everything you can to contact observer 2 and inform him to stay away from coordinates, and at the same time, to keep him away from observer 4."

In the Temple of Light, there were no gramophones, and if there were, the people around would surely have noticed that the priest who had entered the confessional was now speaking in a way that was like a film jammed.

He's just repeating and repeating.

In the constant repetition, in fact, you can still hear the sound of "click~click~" from behind the door, and you can hear that it is the sound of broken bones, and at the same time, there are some sticky wet sounds, as if something is constantly slapping a pot of oil-brushed meat filling.

This state lasted for about five minutes.

Eventually, the repetition of the servant gradually stopped, and the golden light in the confessional room finally disappeared.

This rare calm soothed the spirits of the surrounding servants a little, and they looked at each other, but they didn't know what to do now.

The old priest's eyes were wide at this time, the two drooping eyelids were almost locked on the skin on the door of the head was flattened, and the withered yellow eyes were full of bloodshots, he forced his back to bend to the extreme, and pointed to the wooden door in front of him tremblingly.

"Go check it out."

Several of the close servants were still apprehensive in their hearts, but they still approached the wooden door little by little, and the confessional room, which usually symbolized the highest glory, was now like the most terrible place in the world, and it took half a minute for one of the servants to finally muster up the courage to open the wooden door.

The smell of scorched flesh and blood slowly wafted out.

In the line of sight, the people inside the wooden door had already been scorched black by the blazing holy light, and the hardest head in the human body was completely lifted at this time, and from the cracked gap, some black tentacles of different thicknesses were slowly wriggling, like those aquatic plants swaying under the calm water.

"Poof", the servant who opened the door was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he sat directly on the ground, and the subconscious thought in his heart was:

"Could it be that the Holy Light is something like this?"

And on the distant Antarctic continent, in the dark night, in the military base behind the tragic battlefield, Sherlock looked at the bricks in his hand, and his brows became more and more furrowed.

Because the number of white light emitted by the brick is finally approaching the end little by little as time passes.

【3】

【2】

【1】

The number finally stopped when it turned into a cold [0].

Sherlock was inside the house at this time, so. He couldn't see that at this time, just above the night stars, a light suddenly appeared, and then a second, a third, countless rays of light appeared without warning, and extremely quietly, and surpassed all the celestial phenomena known to mankind at this stage, and the limit of cognition fell from the sky, and finally, fell on the top of a high mountain outside Sherlock's military base.

(End of chapter)