The little pastor is taking care of the weirdness of divinity

Chapter 32 The last straw for Chabron who went on a killing spree

On the windless land, the rain is as straight as a person.

Jacks stood tall in the windless rain.

Lightning pierced the sky, casting the man's tall and tall shadow on the ground.

He pointed the polearm at the crowd ahead, raindrops running down the tip of the halberd.

The magic halberd on the front finger circled around and swept through the crowd:

“Get out of the way or I’ll kill you.

"You! You! 伱! And you!

"Both men and women, young and old. Just like what you just wanted to do to An Luo.

"Everyone!"

Jax was not negotiating but commanding.Not a request but a threat.

Some people's hearts are beating fast, others are shaking.

It is a more serious crime to openly and forcibly take away a victim from a festival than to breathe.Every townsman is obliged to maintain the order of the festival.

It was only the last straw that broke the camel's back when the crowd dispersed.

Chamberlain took a step forward.

He was the straw.

Chabron clenched his fist lightly and captured time in his palm. The mysterious "ticking" sound that only he could hear came from the distant sky.Raindrops are suspended in the air, imprisoned in the prison of time.

The pastor of the Thousand Lights spread his hands:

"Your consciousness is sober, and it looks different from the situation when you are actually under the spell of magic..."

"Uncle Pol, Uncle John, Aunt Martha, or whoever. Don't any of you realize—

“The practice of burning people alive in ceremonies, the outlawing of certain names, the prohibition of certain categories of people from breathing,
"Is it fundamentally contrary to morality and ethics, absurd and anti-common sense?"

The people in the front looked at each other in confusion, and Chabron even noticed that the old carpenter John had some doubts.

But soon, doubts disappeared in the sea of ​​people.

No one answered.

The embarrassed man became a self-talking Chabrine.The collective weaves into a huge sponge, absorbing all the voices of doubt.

Chabron sighed and released the shackles of time.It was as if this result had been expected.The sigh sounded more like relief after a routine than disappointment:

"Okay, I get it, ungrateful and disgusting fellows.

"Get out of the way, otherwise..."
"you,
"Will die!"

Chabron’s real trump card is [Guiding Divine Power: Dawn of Dawn] which can be used once every hour.

Once used, there will be dozens of indistinguishable charred corpses in Fengxi Square!

Goodwill is not an excuse to tolerate evil and a reason to be exploited.In a desperate situation, Chabran believed that he would really choose to do this.

Fortunately, before that, the endlessly glorious sacrificer had other options.
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"Otherwise, you will die."

People looked at each other, feeling doubtful and uneasy about this. Would a priest with the light of mercy and mercy really start a killing spree among the crowd?

Today, this formerly gentle and youthful young man with blue pupils is also uncharacteristically, not at all like a priest under the seat of a merciful god——

A frightening and sickly smile appeared on Chabron's face.

Raindrops slid down the twisted and exquisite face of the beautiful boy with green eyes.

The amplification effect of [Thumography] has not yet ended, and the voice of the connector priest echoed throughout the square:

"What I want to say is the same as Uncle Jax, the difference is that I prefer the choice of fate.

"Since no one gets out of the way, I will randomly select the lucky ones and kill them.

"I will count down for 3 seconds. After the countdown is over, every second that passes, I will shoot someone!"

Shoot?

"3"

Everyone could see that Chabron had no weapon in his hand.

"2"

Chabron stretched out his index finger and thumb, posed his hand like a pistol, and pointed it at the crowd gathered in front.

"1"

Use your hands as guns.

"0"

Although the boy's behavior was like a child's play, no one dared to ignore the warning of a real spellcaster.

"Boom!" Chabron made the sound of a gun with his mouth, and the muzzle formed by his index finger moved.

If nothing happens, people will just laugh at the boy's actions.

But at the same time, real gunfire rang out.

"Oh!"

"what!--"

The sound of gunshots and the extremely painful screams of the woman who was shot resounded over the square.

But as the "culprit", Chabron burst out laughing.The former gentle blond boy seemed to enjoy the killing spree. He used his hand as a gun and fired again.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!

There is still no singing of wind in Fengge Square.

"what!--"

"what!--"

There were gunshots and screams one after another.

The townspeople are not professional soldiers, and they have been shocked by Jax's force just now.

When the first escaper made an example, the group's deterrent effect on the individual collapsed immediately, and the second to No. 20 escapers followed closely behind.

Like the straw that broke the camel's back, riots spread among the crowd.

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(End of this chapter)