Here, the Lord said this is a good thing

Chapter 68 Heartbeat
"I see."

Ye He nodded to Wilt, but there was no look of admiration or reverence on his face, he was as indifferent as ever.

The priest of this Moonlight did not express excitement about their "great deeds", but instead made Wilt and others look relieved.

Because they are the ones who write the killing of blood disciples into their souls. All honors and disgrace related to blood disciples are not important to them. As long as they can destroy blood disciples, overemphasis on success or failure will make them unhappy. .

Ye He probably felt this from the first time he met Father Anderson.

"I want to confirm that your religion should be able to accept help from other churches in terms of eliminating blood disciples, right?"

"Of course, I even worked as a butler for a blood disciple family for half a year."

Wilt showed some smile to Ye He. Since Ye He asked this, does the priest already have a plan to deal with the blood disciples here in Northenton?

Ye He also smiled back at him, and said to them inexplicably: "Then you don't mind joining me, finding a good seat, and watching the drama of the internal fighting among the blood disciples, right?"

……

A touch of darkness appeared on Maxwell's hand, corroding the letter he held.

His face was particularly ugly, and there was an obvious hint of fear.

The prophet is not dead!

If Charles's subordinate hadn't passed this letter to him, he wouldn't have known such important information!
No wonder... no wonder those blood disciples received so many rumors, no wonder some cadres of [Blood Moon] would be flattering and violating them!

prophet……

No, the prophet must die!
Maxwell understood very well that the prophet was the uncrowned king of this city. Compared with him, he, the [Lightless One] who did not even understand the types and types of vampires, only had the [Lightless One] for him. The personal strength he brings can crush the prophet.

Unfortunately, the prophet doesn't know where he is now or what he is plotting, but he is standing on the "clear side".

Perhaps his every move and all his plans have already been known to the prophet.

In this case, if the prophet doesn't take action, it will be fine. If he does, he will definitely give himself a hard blow, and even let himself die again!
I have to... think of a solution...

Maxwell, who had an ugly face, began to see darkness spread under his feet. This darkness soon spread into a dark pit, slowly swallowing him whole.

The study quickly became empty, and the darkness on the ground quickly shrank toward the center, finally condensing to one point and disappearing into the study.

Just tens of meters deep directly below Baron Farikon's mansion, there is a hollow area.

Groundwater washed out a natural cave here, which was not discovered by workers laying sewers during city construction.

Maxwell reappeared from the darkness and stood in the cave. In front of him was a blood pool where gurgling blood replaced groundwater and immersed the entire cave.

In the center of the blood pool, there is a huge altar composed of flesh, bones, and many occult materials that Maxwell does not understand.

There is a not too big stone tablet standing on the altar, a mark that emits bright red light and illuminates the entire cave, shining brightly.

He didn’t know how the prophet discovered this place, let alone how he transformed this cave into a secret altar. Maxwell only knew that when he opened his eyes again, he returned as the [Lightless One] When he came to this world, he stood on this altar.

He also immediately killed the prophet here, and then warned other [Blood Moon] cadres, and openly gathered these [Blood Chanters].

Looking at this altar, especially the mark on the stone tablet, even Maxwell, who is a [Lightless One], has the urge to kneel down immediately and pay homage to the great being.

This impulse... is similar to the feeling that [God's Blood] gave Maxwell, but not as strong.

Maxwell, who had never been a blood disciple before and had no understanding of blood disciples, also had no idea about this mark, but he understood that it must be the divine seal of the blood disciples.

Maxwell looked at this mark enthusiastically. Look, we are blessed by gods. We are closer to our gods than humans and the gods they believe in!

But Maxwell soon looked at the mark with shame.

Sorry...sorry sorry sorry...

Great "God", you resurrected me, gave me another chance to pursue my dreams, and even gave me stronger power... But now I am still not satisfied, I still came here, and I still want more from you. many……

The extremely intense guilt and shame made Maxwell burst into tears. While crying in shame, he approached the blood pool, stepped on the blood pool step by step, and came to the altar step by step.

In the end, Maxwell knelt in front of the stone monument, just pressing his forehead to the ground, crying in shame.

Perhaps Maxwell’s existence originated from the mark on this stone tablet, or maybe his tears really attracted the attention of a great, compassionate, and loving god who loves his believers. The mark on the stone tablet actually slowly slowed down. Lit up, actually responded to Maxwell.

Even though Maxwell did not recite any prayers or perform any rituals, God responded to him!
The tears flowing on the altar reflected the increasingly dazzling light emitted by the mark, and Maxwell noticed something strange.

He raised his head with gratitude and even more shame, and looked at the mark on the stone tablet in front of him. The dazzling red light took away all his sight. In a daze, he seemed to see a scarlet blood moon appear quickly, and He quickly approached him.

This kind of courage to be crushed by the falling celestial body made Maxwell almost run away, but he resisted the desire to survive. He opened his hands, as if to embrace the blood moon in his arms, and accepted it calmly. All fate.

Even if it is destruction, in Maxwell's eyes, it is a "gift" given to him by his "god".

The blood moon is getting closer and closer, and all the scenes above the blood moon are becoming clearer and clearer in Maxwell's eyes.

After passing through a layer of thick blood cloud that seemed to be formed by the vaporization and condensation of plasma, the scene that appeared in front of Maxwell suddenly changed. The next moment, Maxwell suddenly found that he was kneeling in a dark black building. At the gate of the manor, he was still making a gesture of opening his arms towards the gate of the manor.

here is……

Maxwell suddenly felt something in his heart, this place... is the manor of "God", it is... above the blood moon!
"Hee hee hee……"

"Hahaha……"

The sound of children laughing and playing came from the manor. This sound reached Maxwell's ears, allowing Maxwell's eyes to finally see the scene in the courtyard through the closed manor door. .

It was... on a sunny afternoon, a lady was leisurely drinking afternoon tea in the courtyard and watching her two daughters playing in the courtyard.

Maxwell could not clearly see the appearance of the "Mrs." and one of the "daughters". He could only see the other daughter clearly.

That was... the appearance of Anna, the Bishop of the Moonlight Church of Saidaweil, when she was a child.

Maxwell finally understood why [Blood of God] was the cord blood of Bishop Anna, and why only this bishop could get close to [Blood of God].

It turns out she is a child of Maxwell's god.

and so……

Maxwell understood that he had not gained God's favor, but that he had violated Anna, the Son of God, and was being punished by God!
"Huh? Mom! There seems to be someone outside!"

The young "Anna" seemed to have noticed Maxwell, and she immediately ran towards "Mrs." in fear.

But her sisters were not so afraid of strangers. Instead, they boldly came to the door of the manor, looking curiously at Maxwell who was kneeling on the ground dumbfounded through the gap in the fence on the door.

The Son of God, whose face Maxwell could not see clearly, bit her finger and looked at Maxwell. Suddenly, a small rag doll she was holding in her hand crossed the gap in the fence and handed it to Maxwell.

The dumbfounded Maxwell stretched out his hand like a zombie and took the rag doll.

Seeing the stranger taking her doll, the little girl laughed happily.

At the moment when her laughter sounded, everything in Maxwell's eyes was distorted and changed instantly in front of him.

The entire manor, as well as everything in the manor, including the "Madam" and the little girl, seemed to turn into endless darkness in an instant, and seemed to turn into shapeless pieces in the next instant, full of big and small hideous eyes. Eyes of flesh and blood!
Maxwell was so stimulated by this horrific change that he almost had a nervous breakdown. He subconsciously searched for all "normal" things in front of him, trying to stabilize his emotions. Before he was also distorted by these changes, he suddenly saw , Anna, who was hiding next to "Madam", no matter how her surroundings changed, she still looked like a clear little girl, unchanged.

"Anchor Point".

Anchor!

This term appeared in Maxwell's mind for some reason, and in the next moment, he returned to the altar above the blood pool. All the illusions in front of him disappeared, leaving only a stone tablet whose light had dimmed.

"Ha...ha...yuck!"

Maxwell breathed in the blood-smelling air in the cave and suddenly couldn't help but vomited.

Pieces of scarlet flesh and corrupted and twisted eyeballs were spat out from his mouth. The monster power in his body began to stir and quickly began to be consumed, as if these fleshy eyeballs that should not exist were him. The power of monsters turned into general.

"Crack!"

The sudden noise scared Maxwell to stop vomiting, and the monster power in his body suddenly stopped being restless.

Maxwell looked up, and on the stone tablet in front of him, a ruby ​​sword blade suddenly pierced out from the inside of the stone tablet!
"Shh!"

This sword tip struck from the bottom up, cutting the entire stone tablet in half, together with the mark on the stone tablet!

Then, the sword edge disappeared into the air.

This is... the guard of that manor, the knight of God?
He is warning me... not to talk about gods again?
Maxwell trembled with fear. If he had been a second slower to discover the existence of little Anna, found this anchor point, and left the manor, even if he was not distorted by the illusion of change, he would probably be distorted by the guard. Should the knight be hacked to death?

A somewhat frustrated Maxwell looked around the altar helplessly. In fact, he just came to see how the prophet escaped from this place.

As a result, when he saw the divine seal, he was overwhelmed by the guilt in his heart. He was also inspired by the divine seal on the stone tablet, saw various illusions, and understood the truth that he would rather not know.

It turns out that he is just a punished person...

There is no divine grace or divine favor at all. He is just a sinner who is atoning for his sins, nothing more...

Because of the conflict with Anna, the son of God, God was punishing him by letting him return to the world as a blood disciple to fight for the cause of blood disciples.

Although he understands this truth, God has imprinted this idea on Maxwell's soul, and he can only fight for this idea throughout his life, unless he is annihilated again.

Maxwell finally figured out why he always felt a sense of disharmony since he returned to this world.

He now understood that his dream had been distorted and corrupted, but he... had no choice.

He no longer has the power to make changes.

A somewhat depressed Maxwell smiled bitterly and wanted to get up and leave.

He raised his right foot, propped up the right half of his body and stood up.

Right...half?
Maxwell, who was cut open vertically, lowered his right eye and saw the left half of his body that had been killed.

Oh, it turned out that the ruby ​​sword blade not only cut the stone tablet in two, but also cut him, the arrogant sinner, in half and killed the left half of his body.

That was an attack from God's Guardian Knight, and Maxwell had no right to even know that he was half killed!
Fortunately, Maxwell is the [Lightless One] now. He suddenly lost half of his body and half of his monster power, but he still did not die completely.

A wry smile appeared on half of his lips. Maxwell couldn't help but clench his hand. Suddenly, he felt as if he had been holding something in his hand.

With only half of his spine left, Maxwell was not allowed to lower his head, so he raised his right hand and immediately saw a small rag doll that he had been holding in his hand.

Maxwell almost took off his hand and threw the rag doll away.

But Maxwell, who was shaking half of his body, still held on to the doll tightly.

Is this...a gift from the Son of God?

"Hee hee hee……"

When Maxwell realized that this rag doll was the one he took from the hand of the Son of God whose face he could not see clearly, clear laughter sounded from the rag doll's face.

A little obscure red light lit up on the rag doll, and the blood pool around the altar suddenly began to boil.

All the blood began to gather on the rag doll. Maxwell let go of his hand in horror and jumped back a few steps with one right foot.

Darkness enveloped his left side, and Maxwell used darkness to condense the left half of his body, making himself look more complete.

The rag doll is still floating in the air, and the inexplicable power gathers the blood of the entire underground altar. No, not just the blood, but the bones, flesh and blood that make up the altar, the stone tablet broken in half, and even the half where Maxwell died. The body was absorbed by this rag doll.

Maxwell, who had lost his foothold, did not dare to let himself float in the air, parallel to the rag doll that turned into a black hole. He landed in a pool of dried blood and crushed a child's skull. He looked up at the black hole with confusion and excitement.

"Boom! Boom!"

The heartbeat sounded from the black hole, and soon, a bright red heart fell out of the black hole, and the black hole disappeared.

Maxwell immediately caught the beating heart. At the moment he took it, information about the heart immediately poured into Maxwell's mind:

[This is "her" heart. This is a necessity for the [ritual]. This is the proof of the [blood apostle]. Use your chest to hold it and feel its heartbeat. 】

For Maxwell, the information of this heart is easy to understand. As long as you are a blood disciple, you can obtain a special power after obtaining this heart and putting it into your body.

"Heh...hehehe...hahaha...hahahaha..."

Maxwell's proud laughter rang out in the underground cave that had become somewhat deserted.

After a while, Maxwell reappeared from the darkness and returned to the study.

There was an unnatural flush on his face, and his body seemed to have returned to its original shape, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.

Poor prophet, you have been operating in Northenton for so long, you even built the entire altar and completed the ceremony. In the end, didn't you all take advantage of me?

No matter how cruel the truth is, Maxwell can still enjoy the sense of accomplishment of realizing his dream. He no longer cares about being a sinner, he will continue to fight for his "dream"!
"Tuk Tuk."

There was a knock on the door and a knock on the door almost at the same time, and Winnie walked in.

Winnie was stunned for a moment when she saw Maxwell. She suddenly felt that something had changed in Maxwell, but she couldn't tell what it was.

"Mr. Maxwell, the dinner is about to begin."

Winnie reports for the Maxwell Hub.

'Those factory owners are here. Alas... I really don't understand what's the point of doing this. Even if all the humans in this city become vampires, don't everyone still have to go to work and live their lives? '

This sentence was what Winnie was thinking in her heart, but it also reached Maxwell's ears clearly, causing Maxwell to show a satisfied smile to Winnie.

This is the ability that [her heart] brings to Maxwell: he can hear the voices of the blood disciples around him!

"Winnie, do you feel that what I do is meaningless?"

Maxwell asked Winnie pointedly while putting on a formal jacket.

"Ah I……"

Winnie was shocked by Maxwell's confession and was speechless to Maxwell.

'That's right...why does this guy suddenly know what I'm thinking again?Am I being so obvious? '

"Haha," Maxwell glanced at Winnie, smiled at her, shook his head and said, "My goal is not to turn all the humans in Northenton into blood followers.

As I said before, what I want is a world where blood disciples can walk in this world openly, a world where blood disciples are in power and blood disciples are nobles!

Don’t look at me now, I am letting the powerful and wealthy human beings become blood disciples first. After we gain enough voice, I will make these inferior fellow racers below us, and they can only be treated like humans. Our exploitative position.

Please join me in fighting for this cause. Temporary patience is necessary. "

"Yes, I'll wait and see." Winnie lowered her eyes and nodded to Maxwell.

'What he said is really nice. If such a day comes, it seems to be good...'

Hearing that Winnie was "tempted" and had begun to recognize him, Maxwell gave Winnie a charming smile and strode out of the study.

'Well... look carefully, this guy is quite tasty. Do you want to try a different taste once in a while? '

Winnie's heartfelt voice came from behind, making Maxwell even more proud. No matter whether Maxwell was in that mood or not, it was always pleasant to be admired by the opposite sex.

It's a pity... Maxwell seems to have gotten a little carried away after obtaining [her heart].

He seems to have forgotten that he is still a "sinner".

[Her heart] can indeed allow Maxwell to hear the thoughts of other blood disciples, but... for Maxwell, he can only hear the thoughts that are "good for himself."

Just like now, Maxwell couldn't hear anything about the prophet in Winnie's heart, and the news about herself being a double agent.

For Maxwell, this ability does not actually provide much help. Fortunately, [her heart] not only has this ability.

Baron Farricon has already entertained the arriving factory owners in the banquet hall of his home. There are too many factories in Northenton and too many factory owners, so Maxwell can only divide so many factory owners into batches. It takes three nights of banquets to entertain all the factory owners.

The "batching" here is also very particular. There is no relationship between the factories and the factories are harmonious.

Perhaps it is competition from the same production direction, or it may be various small frictions that arise during actual work. Many factories have conflicts of this kind.

With the help of Baron Farricon, Winnie and others, Maxwell divided the batches to ensure that there would not be too many conflicts among the factory owners attending each banquet and to ensure the atmosphere of the entire banquet. It's harmonious.

"Everyone!" Seeing that Maxwell and Winnie had arrived, Baron Farricon pressed his hand toward the band to signal the music to stop. He raised his voice and said to all the factory owners attending the banquet:

"Please allow me to introduce you to a distinguished guest! He is the hope of mankind! He is the future of mankind! Let us invite Mr. Maxwell!"

The mayor's speech of introduction was extremely exaggerated. The factory owners looked at each other, but still cooperated with Baron Farricon and applauded Maxwell, who appeared in full dress.

The factory owners looked curiously at the appearance of this charming middle-aged gentleman, but they really couldn't see anything about this man that could be worthy of the title of "the hope and future of mankind."

Some factory owners started whispering, but driven by curiosity and "face" to the mayor, no one left.

Maxwell walked to the front of the banquet hall and stood there, folded his arms and bowed to the factory owners present, and then began to repeat the same speech he had given to the municipal ministers.

"Derek, what do you think?"

There was a factory owner who looked very "young and promising" and talked to an old friend beside him who he had brought to the meeting.

Derek glanced at Maxwell with some disinterest, and then said to this old friend: "Didn't we see similar scams when we were studying in the Federation? I guess it was another scam that deceived people. We spend money to buy some sugar water from an unscrupulous vendor, but he can actually turn this business into the mayor’s head, which I didn’t expect.”

"Yeah, that's right. It's really boring to look at it this way. Sorry, I thought the mayor had some new policies to announce, so I brought you here to review the details."

The factory owner looked apologetically at Derek, who was the top student in their advanced training class. He also found out that Derek had just lost his job at Cedarville and hired him immediately. Come over.

The factory he was forced to inherit was brought back to life by looking forward to Derek coming to give him advice.

"If you feel bored, you can leave early. I'll be fine here."

Seeing Derek's face getting more and more ugly, the factory owner kindly said to Derek.

He didn't know that Derek's face looked ugly not because he felt that the banquet was particularly boring, but because his lover's voice kept ringing in his heart:

【Run away! 】

"Let's go together, don't worry! Trust me, go quickly!"

Derek glanced at his old classmate, old friend, and current boss, took his arm without any explanation and dragged him out of the banquet hall.

It wasn't until he walked out of Baron Faricon's mansion that Derek let go of his old classmate who kept calling for a stop. He stretched out his hand to call the carriage and pulled the old classmate into the car. When the carriage started to move, it began to move away from Faricon. When he arrived at the Baron's mansion, Derek breathed a sigh of relief.

"No! Derek, are you crazy? We are slapping Baron Faricon in the face by leaving like this! It's just a party and a liar. Let's listen and ignore them!"

The factory owner was still concerned about human nature. Just now Derek was too strong and moved too fast, and he had no time to stop Derek.

At this moment, Derek suddenly turned around and asked his old classmate seriously: "Let me ask you, is face or life more important?"

"what?"

Derek's incomprehensible question left the factory owner a little confused.

As if to prove something, there was a sudden boom and explosion at Baron Faricon's mansion, which was dozens of meters away from them!
"what!"

The factory owner, who was startled by the explosion, stuck his head out of the carriage and looked at the mansion with thick smoke rising in shock.

Then he turned back and looked at Derek with an even more shocked expression.

He saw Derek frowning, staring at the mansion, muttering to himself: "No... the explosion... shouldn't be so small..."

Ruiti told him to run away quickly, but there was only an explosion at the door of the mansion, which only damaged the door of the mansion.

Derek felt that the level of danger was wrong. Could there be other dangers?

"The door blew up, and the explosion was still small? Derek, do you know something?"

"Huh? No! I don't know anything!"

As the two men stared at each other in the carriage that sped away, other dangers did appear in the mansion where the explosion occurred, as Derek expected.

Before Maxwell could speak about the "Saints", a violent explosion came from outside, interrupting Maxwell's speech and startling everyone in the banquet hall. Jump.

Before Baron Faricon had time to send his servants to see what happened, a window next to him was suddenly smashed by a figure rushing in from the outside!
This figure directly threw Baron Faricon down, and the next second, the mouthpart split from his chest bit off Baron Faricon's head!

"Hahaha! Thank you Lord Maxwell for the blood feast!"

The windows were broken one after another, and one blood killer after another rushed in from the outside and launched an indiscriminate massacre on the factory owners present!

"grown ups!"

Winnie looked at what was happening in front of her in shock, what was going on?Didn't Maxwell want these factory owners to become blood followers willingly?How could such a radical method be adopted?

Even if this turns the surviving factory owners into blood disciples, why would they still work for Maxwell?
wait...is it...

"prophet!"

Maxwell gritted his teeth and spat out the term, which startled Winnie.

He actually knew that the prophet was still alive?

If this bloody attack was initiated by the Prophet in order to put the blame on Maxwell and disrupt Maxwell's plan, then it would be natural.

Maxwell knew in his heart, who else but the prophet?
After receiving the message from Floy and knowing that he had been exposed, the Prophet immediately planned this preemptive attack.

He guessed that Maxwell spent so much effort to attract these factory owners. It must be because Maxwell was short of money, so he wanted to ruin the banquet.

It has to be said that the prophet's move really caught Maxwell. Maxwell was surprised to find that whether he took action to save these factory owners or did not take action and allowed these factory owners to be killed, All his plans will be cut short.

Because Baron Farikong was killed first!

Maxwell, who had little credibility in the eyes of these factory owners, was influenced by the nonsense of these blood followers. He started to run for his life while looking at Maxwell with angry and frightened eyes.

Even if Maxwell saves them at this time, as long as Maxwell shows inhuman abilities, it will be difficult for him to regain the trust of these factory owners.

Now Maxwell has only one option left: silence.

While these factory owners have not escaped and the news has spread, kill all the factory owners and all the blood followers who attacked them, and stop the losses in time!
But will the prophet let Maxwell stop this loss?
"Ding! Ding Ding Ding!"

A bell sound that was not too loud, but very clear, came from outside the door of the banquet hall.

A few rays of white light flashed from the door, and the entire door shattered and collapsed.

A dozen shining silver figures rushed in from outside the door, and after dragging out streaks of silver light, they quickly beheaded several vampires, saving the surviving factory owners and protecting them behind them.

"It's the choir of Moonlight Church!"

The factory owners immediately recognized the origin of these silver-armored girls. People from the Zhengshen Church were here!They are saved!
"Roar!!!"

The remaining blood disciples jumped in front of Maxwell. Their backs were turned to the expressionless Maxwell, and they confronted the girls of the chorus.

The division of the camps, who was good and who was bad, became clear to the surviving factory owners in an instant.

"Please get out of here quickly."

Nefilia, holding a silver sword with a bell, walked in from the door and reminded the surviving factory owners.

These factory owners immediately left the banquet hall with a lot of gratitude, leaving no chance for Maxwell to quibble.

This finally made Maxwell's face look completely ugly.

He never imagined that this was clearly an internal fight between blood disciples, but the shameless prophet would actually contact the church and take advantage of the church's people!
Maxwell selectively forgot that he also used the priests of [Holy Cross] last night to eradicate dissidents for himself.

He looked at the blood disciples in front of him. Sadly, through the voices of these blood disciples, what he heard was that these blood disciples were indeed following "his own" orders.

These blood disciples are actually not the prophet's subordinates, but blood disciples who were lured by the prophet and are willing to join his command.

"Kakkaka."

Maxwell clenched his fists so hard that the prophet ruined his plan with just a few words. He didn't even spend any manpower or material resources on his side!

"grown ups……"

Winnie, who was unaware of the prophet's plan because she was busy with other things, rarely showed a trace of genuine concern for Maxwell.

Maxwell looked back at her, and the worried voice coming from this double agent gave him a rare feeling of warmth.

Fortunately, he is not alone. The prophet's move does not count as "checking" him. He still has many cards to play.

As for these blood disciples, these girls of the choir... just use your lives to appease my anger first!
"Boom! Boom!"

The dull heartbeat sounded from Maxwell's chest.

Before anyone else could react, everyone, including the blood disciples who had no heart as an organ, felt the same heartbeat sound in their chests at the same time.

Just when Maxwell was about to activate the special ability of [her heart] to stop everyone's "heartbeats" at the same time, several round objects suddenly fell in through the window that was broken by the vampire.

A dangerous intuition emerged in everyone's heart, and then, two consecrated high-explosive incendiary bombs and two flash bombs exploded at the same time!
The rich white light instantly burned the eyes of all the blood disciples, and then the terrifying white flame exploded, mixing all the blood disciples into the flames and quickly burning them out.

The girls of the chorus, who were unscathed in the white light and white flames, could not help but be stunned when they felt that in the light and flames, there was clearly the power of the goddess with the same style of armor as theirs.

"Everyone has run away, what are you still doing here? Go back."

Ye He's voice came from outside, and the fifteen girls realized that Maxwell had left the banquet hall with the female blood disciple beside him at some unknown time.

Nefilia led the team out of the banquet hall. Ye He, who was surrounded by three people, just happened to knock out Alice who rushed out to attack him.

He returned Alice to Nefilia and smiled helplessly at them: "Good guys, the prophet actually took advantage of you. This is something I didn't expect."

After saying that, Ye He turned back to Father Anderson and others and said sheepishly: "I'm just kidding, I forgot to give instructions to these girls, and I didn't let them enjoy the show."

Sure enough... the prophet is also a good person. He has long seen Ye He's intention, so he will not let the church represented by Ye He sit back and watch the fight so easily.

Also, Maxwell's side is not simple... His heartbeat sound, even Ye He and others outside felt the heartbeat resonance, and this ability was not within the scope of the prophet's description, and Maxwell didn't know Where did you get the ability from?

"Yeh..."

The person who spoke was Maxwell. He and Winnie stood on the roof of the banquet hall, looking down at Ye He.

"Long time no see, Maxwell."

Ye He looked at Maxwell without fear.

He opened his moonlight vision, and soon saw something glowing red in the darkness inside Maxwell's body, beating like a heart.

Ye He squinted his eyes, but couldn't see clearly what this thing was, but he immediately showed a relaxed expression and smiled at Maxwell:
"It seems that you got a good heart, and you exchanged half of your power for it? You're really willing to give it up."

Maxwell's monster power has been reduced by half, and Ye He can certainly see it.

"Humph," Maxwell snorted coldly, with a proud and fanatical expression on his face, and said proudly to Ye He:

"This is a gift from my god, Ye He. Since you have also come to Northenton, then die here with me!"

After saying that, the heartbeat started again, and everyone looked at Maxwell in fear.

But before Maxwell could activate his ability, Ye He suddenly reached out and hit his chest.

His heart, which was beating along with Maxwell's "heart", was actually stopped by his hammer! !

The priest whose heartbeat stopped immediately received extremely frightened looks from his companions around him, and Maxwell opened his mouth in shock.

"That's it? It's just a little trick. You think you are very powerful now."

Ye He, whose heart had obviously stopped beating, was still alive and could still raise his head and taunt Maxwell.

A sarcastic smile appeared on his face, his eyes gradually became bloodshot, and his whole temperament became very dangerous.

It was as if his heart stopped beating, which made Ye He become an even more terrifying existence.

(End of this chapter)