Chapter 596
"...... profane blood was mocked redemption ......"
silent midnight, underground cellars gorse Among Estate crowded, wearing black robes people hold high the start of the torch, lash in the cellar among two rows; large hood people not see their faces, but only a hoarse voice kept neatly echoed.
"...... If you promise Wudeng knees acknowledge allegiance ......"
icy repressed dark, shadow and movement of the fire, husky deep voice ... in an atmosphere of fanaticism backdrop, seemed very strange.
At the end of the crowd hold high the torch, and an equally silhouette wearing hoods and robes; hunched trembling, his head to toe completely hidden in among the robes;
looked down the crowd, at the end is a square table covered with red satin, the middle, sat an exquisite silver glass; it is standing next to a man wearing a bright red cape and hood, purple clothes leaning on a wooden cane.
Just under a hood both emitted from the gaze, hunched man wearing hooded robes, step by step toward the trembling square table; neither fast nor slow pace, as if each step are riding on a beating heart.
"...... ah Father, please guide us from this obscure dark nightmare wake ......"
deep, solemn voice continues, vibrant fire lit a piece of another face, another pair excited to chilling eyes, as if this group of people dressed in hooded robes torn clothes under the hood at all times, become genuine the ominous beast.
And a red-clothed men, still waiting for "his" pace.
"...... set foot within reach of the Freedom Trail ......"
wearing hooded robe people step by step toward a square table, exposed from the gap between the hood of black hair not visible in dark clothes and light, and no one specifically pay attention to these;
"...... Go on a road of your footsteps audience ......"
a red- clothed men walked side table, dressed in hooded robes who take the hint docked in situ, in the red-clothed man's hands, humble with open arms, bow knees kneel in front of him.
voice screeching halt, people in the wine cellar slightly nodded, holding his torch around the square table, under the hood full of enthusiasm but a picture of solemn faces.
red-clothed man raised his hands purple clothes wooden cane, in a deep but quiet atmosphere, slowly opening:
"I am a devout brothers, sisters ; once the rally is over far too long a distance ... Chixue Baonei Holy Cross Church has put pressure on us, we hunt four companions, they forced us fled in panic, only to drag out an ignoble in the shadows existence;
it is a sad era; the evil devil occupied the minds of all, - they believe in ignorance of the evil God called the Holy cross, the fear of the fire-breathing giant dragon ... evil God stooge; but let the real Father and Savior obscurity;
they call themselves Muslim, but enjoying the civilians were unimaginable luxury; they claim to be noble, but stoop to fight for worldly power;
a group of hypocritical cunning villain, they believe in the Holy cross idol is not hanging in the top of the church, but their hearts are evil, greed and lust; all the world's spiritual life was controlled by such a group of lowly reptiles ! the
they mouthful of lies, wicked, greed, evil-ridden people ... Bayern since twelve generations to acknowledge allegiance to this group of people at the foot of;
but this did not relationship, because no matter how the forces of Evil God's furious, and how to stir up trouble for righteous people wantonly kill, the Savior's voice will never be forgotten!
they denounced Byrne human arrogance, do not understand It is proud to create a prosperous and powerful Byrne;
they will drink as the root cause of the fall Byrne, Byrne did not know for people, wine is the blood that is "
!fanatical cheers echoed in the cellar, vibrant and constantly on fire flickering in the shadows.
"And today, there will be a man about to join us, to become truly been blessed Father and the Savior of the Lamb, and together we drink wine!
Fraisse Pasteur, Torino family of a loyal servant of the manor steward for generations as gorse and winemaker for the Torino family;
but he was also a true believer - precisely because he generosity and kindness, we can get together here to share the gift of our Savior wine;
Torino loyal to his family, but equally loyal to their faith;
from his , I saw an unprecedented sincerity, saw a true believer should have a spirit of sacrifice; to see him, I see hope;
we live in a sad era, is a Evil God shrouded never seen the daylight of the world; but more so, do not correct the more we test whether the firm belief when it
this is why we held a rally in the form of this tense moment, when?! welcome to our loyal partner of Mr. Fraser Pasteur formally join us and become one of us, we come together to cheer him "
" blood wine -!! wine as blood -! wine blood -! wine blood -! "
fanatical no cease echoed, red-clothed men turned and respectful cut his arm, blood drip cup;
Silver wine glass conveys among the crowd, every believer have dropped their plasma at the cup, then handed it extremely dignified glasses and hands under a believer ;
hands around the glass full of blood, red-clothed men deep voice echoed in the cellar:
"got it, Fresno Pasteur, people drink this cup of the wine to become our partners, to witness the gospel of the Father and Savior! "
wearing hooded robes slowly stood up, the red-clothed man's silhouette blocked in front of their own, respectful took the cup from his hand.
"Come on, drink it; then drink it you will be able to understand that our Heavenly Father and the Savior is how ......"
While still talking of time, red-clothed man's voice screeching halt.
"uh ... uh ... ah ... you, you ......"
looked out from under the other wrist, sharp knife pierced his own neck; incredible red-clothed man vomited blood, payable looked towards the front.
black hair, dark eyes.
"How, how are you ... Fresno Pasteur him ......"
"He has been Charles dungeon gone ... and thanks you find this fool, let Charles perceived inventory of wine in question; of course, he thought it was only wine thief to steal it, and do not need to report Charlotte ...... "
Loren voice brought back down the corners of the mouth because of the location ... and because of the distance, behind the "heresy" were temporary and did not find them strange.
"Do not expose such a surprised expression, okay, obviously surprised that people should be me." Black hair wizard said briskly, the eyes of the complementary angle looked at each other goes a familiar face, but also there are the familiar logo on the left hand glove:
"old Mr. John pubs, or ... Byrne night watchman sir?"
in front of the world gradually becomes fuzzy, the sleeve sword pierced the throat blocked spewing out of the plasma; Xuemo mouthful of "old John" trembling mouth, desperately want to lift his arm but not a shred of strength.
"mutant monster in Fort Chixue raging, and even suspected of heresy Evil God Cult groups ... such a serious situation, Imperial Capital's night watchman headquarters seems extraordinary, even the slightest messages no, it can only be two explanations of right "
" either too cruel rival that early exposure as well as a night watchman destruction;? or ... Byrne is the night watchman had a collective mutiny, into Mission stooges heresy even ... core members. "
himself black hair wizard, eyes gradually more than a hint of clear comprehension.
hidden blade from between his neck and pulled, splashing blood left a dark red robe on Loren.
John losing strength old body shaking, knees knees while also paralyzed the whole body to the ground; head attached to the moment to see is slipping from the hands of black hair wizard silver cup from the cup in the blood dyed red poured out his vision.
In that moment into eternal darkness, trying to keep your eyes open, he saw a crowd coming out of the petite silhouette, took off his hood moved towards black hair wizard lunged.
Run ... do not ... do not ... he ... was not a man you can beat ......
"father - !!!!"
For grief Vivian absolutely small sharp knife with hands together, crushing the dead!