burst god

Chapter 758 Some people can't sleep peacefully

Lin Yunxue, Lu Ze.

As the parties involved in today's East China Sea incident, they have already entered their respective sweet dreams.

Dreams are good or bad, but it depends on whether the dream can adapt to the mood of the sleeper.

But without even sleep, dreams become a luxury.

For the two major organizations of Shengyao Church and Snake Cultivation, some people are destined to be unable to sleep today.

[The face is like gold paper! 】

A young man with black hair and blue eyes trembled heavily.

Neon Kyoto, next to Koya River, the endless river moistens the cherry blossoms on both sides.

A classical church decorated with colorful glass is located in it, and the not-so-high spiers do not appear obtrusive here.

This young man is called Takeuchi Saki, his mother is a native of Kyoto, and his father is from Portugal on the Iberian Peninsula.

His greatest achievement in this life is to take his father's status as a clergyman a step further and become a missionary of the Holy Grail Church in Nihong.

It is a great honor to serve the Lord.

This sentence is repeated in my heart more than a hundred times every day.

But when Saki Takeuchi saw the tragic situation of Gru Wiseman, his mood was completely messed up.

Lord Gru Wiseman... is the cardinal of the church.

This is a powerful person who can incarnate holy light and freely shuttle through the sky and fog in Kyoto.

The believers of Neon have developed rapidly in recent years, and they are absolutely inseparable from Lord Gru Wiseman.

But now, what did I see?
The red casual clothes of the clergymen that Gru Wiseman was wearing turned into fragments and hung on his body, and his whole body was dying.

The face is like gold paper!

This is the first time that Saki Takeuchi understood this Xia Guo idiom so clearly.

Look at Mr. Gru Wiseman's face, it's a dead yellowish-yellow-greenish-greenish color that seems to come out through the skin.

The bishop was panting violently, but it seemed that every breath was calling for a countdown, and even the taste in his mouth was the breath of death.

Saki Takeuchi felt his soul tremble, because the scene in front of him greatly impacted his world view.

Is the omnipotent Master Gru Wiseman going out to sea to challenge those equally powerful fog behemoths?

He even saw fear in the eyes of the Bishop.

For a whole hour, His Excellency the Bishop sat behind the statue of Sheng Yao with a sluggish breath, staring blankly at the classical church like a lovelorn youth.

It's a pity that there is no sunny doll hanging under the eaves of the church, otherwise I will definitely take it down and hand it to the bishop, which will definitely drive away the bad luck.

"Takeuchi." Gru Wiseman finally spoke, but the hoarse voice startled Takeuchi Saki.

Why are you so weak and old.

"Master Bishop." Saki Takeuchi walked over respectfully and bowed his head in greeting.

"Help me... to the first confessional in the church."

Saki Takeuchi suppressed the fear in his heart, bowed his head and walked over to help Gru Wiseman up.

When he set up this bleak-looking privy bishop, he was surprised that the omnipotent Lord Wiseman was so light in weight.

Weight less than 50 kg?
With such a light weight, it is hard to believe that this is an adult western man.

"The church...is open as usual...you are in charge." Grew Wiseman even had a luxury to speak.

"Master Bishop, your body..." Saki Takeuchi was in a state of disarray.

He used to be proud of seeing the Holy Light, but now he suddenly discovered that the Holy Light was nothing more than that.

His belief in the Lord was slightly shaken, which made him feel extremely guilty and guilty.

"The Lord doesn't want to meet me in the kingdom of heaven yet." After Grew Wiseman finished speaking, he closed his eyes and stopped speaking.

After Saki Takeuchi helped him to the first confessional room, he closed the door and left after confirming again and again.

When Sakiji Takeuchi left, Gru Wiseman opened his eyes, his face still had the dismal color of yellow, green, and green, and his pupils were dim gold.

The divine luster on his body was passing away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But he still raised his hand and made a movement.

The bible book appeared without warning, flipping frantically in front of him.

A burst of broken golden light escaped from it, turning into thunder and lightning of the Nordic gods, shooting towards the door of the confession room.

The golden light intertwined layer after layer, and it was not until the entire plane was rendered golden that Gru Wiseman was completely at ease.

Then he held the Bible book whose pages had been forcibly torn out with both hands, and fell heavily to the ground.

Looking up at the ceiling decorated with colored glass, Gru Wiseman murmured.

"The greatest enemy of the gods has appeared."

"That's not the power of a mortal...he's full of sin..."

"Merciful Lord, but cannot forgive."

The room was obviously empty, but Gru Wiseman seemed to be really communicating with people.

The remote Nordic country of thousands of islands is surrounded by ice and snow.

Six bishops in red sat around a long table.

Each of them has a string of crosses hanging in front of them.

Just different from the traditional crucifix reliefs, their crosses are also engraved with shining stars, just like their beliefs.

Now the six cloaked cardinals couldn't see their faces clearly, and if anyone was there, they probably wouldn't care about their looks.

Because everyone's eyes will be attracted by the Bible book that is automatically flipped in front of the six people.

Intermittent voices came.

It was the voice of Gru Wiseman in the distant neon.

There were candles burning on the long table, and the only sound in the quiet room was the sound of wax dripping.

5 minutes.

For 5 minutes, Glu Wiseman finally finished his words one after another.

Then everyone's Bible book closes automatically.

The distant voice dissipated into the air.

"Threat of death." The leader said.

"The devil is whispering," said the second person.

"There is still evil in the world."

"Glory will shine everywhere."

……

The six people spoke one by one, then stood up at the same time, and left in six directions.

However, when the six privy bishops had just taken five steps, the Bible books they held in their hands suddenly began to shake violently.

It was as if something that was sealed was about to be knocked out of it.

The six of them raised their heads abruptly, and their golden pupils with divine radiance lit up in the dark.

"Sin dares to be presumptuous here."

Like a god whispering, unintelligible language sounded between the lips and teeth together.

The eyes of the six people focused on one direction.

On the northeast roof of the church, a small snake with red light is swimming.

The leader who was originally walking in the front stretched out his left hand and five fingers.

The golden book was flipping rapidly.

The thunder symbol representing God's punishment emerged, and the bishop raised the talisman with three fingers on his right hand, and gently swung it forward.

The little red snake that was cruising was instantly smashed into powder.

When it died, a piercing cry could be heard faintly.

"One of the creeds of snake cultivation is called the reincarnation of the heavens, and the retribution is not good."

The pure Oriental Xia language bloomed gently when the little snake died.

The golden flames in the six pairs of pupils trembled for a moment at the same time.

(End of this chapter)