Chapter 425
She opened her arms.
The smile on his face is sacred, but full of weirdness, which makes people blaspheme Evil Thought.
Pleasant and ethereal voice.
Under the proliferation of Power of Darkness, the rhythm that confuses people's hearts is entrapped, just like the hymn of the saint, graceful, refreshing.
"The only noble people of True God! Let us praise his grace, praise his gift, and send your blessings to another compatriot who is reborn in the fire.
May she break free from suffering in the kingdom of God and enjoy great blessing forever!"
An ethereal voice.
Reverberating endlessly over the square and the town.
Avid believers, also in this brief moment, seem to meet a shepherd’s lamb, becoming meek and humble.
They knelt to the ground.
Raised both hands and shouted in unison, "May her kingdom of God free from suffering and enjoy eternal blessing."
Standing at the center of the crowd pilgrimage.
The woman is smiling and condescending, looking at believers who obey God's will with great satisfaction.
This time.
A ragged, unkempt man kneeling in the mud.
Suddenly moved out of the crowd.
A vain attempt to kneel down to reach the feet of the noble person closest to Spiritual God.
The two are equally well-dressed.
Teach the black and gold guards, pull out the saber, eyes wide staring angrily, and stop in front of the man.
Hear his cry, and humble request.
The woman smiled and motioned to the guard to let him come.
After receiving the answer, the expressions of the believers suddenly became ecstatic, hurriedly rushed over, knelt in front of the leader, and cried, "Noble praise, I beg you to listen to my appeal..."
The words are not finished.
The woman made a silent gesture to him, opened her arms, closed her eyes and raised her face.
After a while.
She lowered her head and said with a slight smile, "Spiritual God has heard your appeal, but your faith and loyalty have not yet been tested."
"No... "
Hearing this, the man's face is ashamed.
I rushed over to hug the godhead’s calf, kissed her muddy shoes frantically, and exclaimed, "My soul, everything about me, belongs to you, the only great True God, I am willing to..."
An exclamation from the distant crowd interrupted his voice.
"Noble Shezan...They are outsiders?!"
"How can outsiders..."
Cole The three were led by female villagers.
The silhouette of a pure black trench coat.
Like a butcher walking into a sheepfold.
Walk across a large number of dirty and unclothed townspeople.
The hard-soled leather boots stepped on the mud and made a heavy noise in the silent square.
Until a skinny man with a delirious, frantic look in his eyes.
Firmly staring at the female villager who looked like she was committing a crime, with a frightened expression, raised her trembling right hand and pointed at her face.
Suddenly shouted loudly, "The blasphemer! It is the blasphemer who brought the despicable and dirty foreigners to this sacred place!
They blasphemed the glory of the great Spiritual God !"
His voice.
Like a gravel falling into a calm lake.
One after another brutal threats and scolding, one after another in the crowd!
"The Blasphemer!"
"Kill the dirty foreigners!"
"Hang them on the gallows! Let them The soul has lost the protection of the Lord God!"
Faced with the accusations of the attackers.
Even.
There are also some be eager to have a try, attempting to attack their townsfolk.
Hardy had a damp cigarette in his mouth, which was about to be extinguished, and kicked it on the face of a young man who pounced on him!
The sound of a broken nasal bone is exceptionally crisp.
The little man spit out the cigarette butt, scarred his hideous face, cruel, and threatened loudly, "Give me peace, little bastard!"
Seeing this scene Teacher.
The beautiful, spooky, and even breathtaking woman pressed her hand down to signal her followers to quiet down.
The dark eyes stared at the four people who came to her, and the voice was soft and soft, "Lost child, are you here to seek salvation?"
The female villager in the front lowered her head trembling with fear, and hurriedly explained, "Noble Shezan, these cruel outsiders killed your warrior.
Persecute my family and filth their Soul.
Threatening me to bring them to this sacred place, I...My soul belongs to the only True God, I cannot die outside."
Shezan smiled and stretched out his hand Caressed the believer's clammy cheeks, and said with relief, "Your loyalty is worthy of recognition, Lisa, come back to your compatriots, and I will forgive you without sin."
After being forgiven.
The woman sobbed with joy, she almost knelt on the ground and hugged the thigh of Shezan, the head of her church, and wept loudly.
Wiping tears, humblely lowered his head, and slowly backed away.
Cole's eyes fell on her.
Now.
He knows why the patrol team of the cult can rush to the village so soon.
How can an obscure believer be worthy of letting the'noble' leader remember her name.
It looks like.
She should be the Hydrian Order, placed in the eyeliner of Ethan's village.
Lisa turned around, such as the amnesty, trying to return to the middle of the believers, kneeling on the ground and listening to the teachings of the real body.
The deafening gunfire.
No warning.
Suddenly echoed over the square.
The smoke of gunpowder filled the muzzle of the justice trial, and the head of the female villager was also like a blooming watermelon, shattering to the ground.
Bang——
Under the horrified gaze of hundreds of townspeople.
Even.
The warm blood splashed on the face of the believer in the front.
Lisa's body fell heavily into the mud.
Such a brutal and vicious method.
So much.
The praise of aloof and remote, the eyelids jumped involuntarily.
But she still held the surprise in her heart, said with a slight smile, "demon-hunter, even if you kill her body, her soul will be Eternal Inextinguishable in Divine Kingdom.
Tell me the purpose of your coming here.
I will try my best to help every guest from afar."
Abruptly.
The huge and terrifying illusory shadow of the mourning candlestick is like a piercing punishment for the soul of a sinner.
Amidst the increasingly shocked exclaims of the cultists, it appeared.
Then.
In the head of the Hydrian Order, he looked incredibly shocked.
The soul who should have fallen into hell and returned to the true Divine Kingdom, in the painful wailing, was tightly wrapped around his neck by several irresistible chains.
Jerking into the soul drawer, disappeared.
The illusory shadow of the mourning candlestick gradually blurred and disappeared.
Cole stood there, took out a cigarette and lit it, frowned, "Now?"
"You..."
Shezan's pupils shrank suddenly .
She has come into contact with a lot of demon-hunters, and personally handled many of the eyeliners they sent, but...
When she came up, she took away the His soul is on the verge of death, frantically tempting...no! It was already a crazy ridicule, which was not what she had expected.
And what horrified her most.
That soul, really just like this, was snatched by him arrogantly!
In her opinion, the owner of omnipotent didn't even show up? !
This guy...
Cole exhaled a breath of smoke, staring cruelly at the beautiful face of the woman.
Trying to use her eyes and soul to find the cunning guy and where to hide.
Hey.
After a while, I felt a trace of regret in my heart.
It seems that this bastard hiding in Hydria tyrannically abuse power is much more cautious than the greedy Martinus.
At least.
Because of the soul of a mortal, it is not easy to expose the world it is in, even its real name and body, to the demon-hunter.
However.
Be able to endure this huge insult that every devil will thunder.
It's really hard to be a Hell Demon God.