Merry Evil Zun Xiuxian Ji

Ball let Alan into the room, took out the box, and sighed: "This is from the archbishop."

Allen showed a curious expression, and reached out to touch it, but Bauer shook the box slightly, moved the box away, and said cautiously: "The one inside is the fallen angel."

Hearing this, Allen couldn't help shrinking his fingers back slightly, but his eyes flickered slightly, and then he showed a surprised expression and said: "Falling angels? What did the archbishop give them to you? It's too dangerous."

Hearing the words, Bauer nodded again and again, Allen's words were too correct, these fallen angels were too dangerous.

"The Archbishop wants me to use these fallen angels to deal with Chang Xiao and kill him." Bauer said while holding the square box.

Alan's eyes flashed again, and he said quickly: "Since this is great, aren't we worried that Chang Xiao can't be restrained? With these fallen angels, we can not only kill Chang Xiao, but also suppress Chang Xiao." All the heretics of the Dragon Worship Cult will be wiped out, and the Dragon Worship Cult will be completely uprooted."

Bauer was also a little moved when he heard the words. He only wanted to deal with Chang Xiao, but he really didn't expect to kill all the heretics of the Dragon Worship Cult. If the fallen angels in this confinement box were used, the goal should be It's not difficult to achieve, after all, although there are several alchemy monks in the Dragon Worship Sect who are not low in cultivation, as long as the fallen angels come out, killing them is not a problem at all.

But then Bauer withdrew his thoughts. The momentary benefits in front of him could never seduce him, a pious believer in God. I feel that these fallen angels must not be released.

Bauer shook his head and said: "These fallen angels suffered a lot in the prison box, but they still haven't polished off their rebellion. They betrayed God, but God didn't directly kill them. Not only do they not know how to be grateful, Even if I still refuse to surrender to God, if such an existence is released, it will only cause huge troubles, I must talk to the archbishop and ask him to take this box back!"

Al frowned slightly, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little cold. He stared at the square box in Bauer's hand, then retracted his gaze, went to Bauer's side, and said kindly: "Dear Bauer Brother Er, I think this is a great opportunity for us. We must know that the power of these fallen angels is extremely powerful. If our holy religion is to be promoted on Middle Earth, we must face more than just A question about the Dragon Worship Sect. As you know, there are many sects in Middle Earth. Although they have been baptized by a war of gods and demons, there are still a lot of these sects. It is also difficult to continue in the Middle Earth. There are precedents for this. The lamas of the Yuan Dynasty before the Ming Dynasty are the best example!

What's more, this middle land has been the center of civilization since ancient times. There are countless heretics who have ascended from this land. These characters have been secretly protecting this land. If there is anything to do, I'm afraid we have to call on the power of the Almighty God. We are about to suffer so many tests, why should we give up such a powerful force? "

Bauer shook his head and said, "Al, you are still too young, too full of spirit, and easily deceived by a little bit of interest. What I am watching is not the gains and losses of the Middle Earth. What I am worried about is the heresy of fallen angels." Once it comes out, it may be detrimental to the entire Holy Church, and even threaten our God again, which is something I absolutely don't want to see."

Al frowned slightly when he heard the words, and continued to persuade, but Bauer had already put away the square box, and said firmly: "I will never let these heretics appear in this world again. When I had enough strength to communicate with the Vatican again, I summoned Archbishop Saranka again and asked him to take back the box. If Saranka could not be persuaded, I would go to see the Pope. I think the Pope would know how to release the fallen angel. The consequences of the evil!"

The light in Al's eyes flashed again when he heard the words, and looking at Bauer's firm gaze, he knew that he would not be able to convince Bauer.

Al could only shake his head and sigh: "Dear Bauer, I think you have given up a great opportunity to lay the foundation of the holy religion in Middle-earth."

Ball smiled and said with a kind smile on his face: "My dearest Al, you are like my brother, and now I will give you some tricks. You must know that there are such things as opportunities. In our In this situation, although you have suffered a little setback, there is absolutely no need to take such a big risk to release a heretic like the Fallen Angel. Dear Al, in your future days, you must not My eyes are confused by the small interests in front of me. You are my successor, and you are destined to be in charge of the entire Middle-earth holy religion. This Middle-earth is so rich, so vast, and has so many lost lambs , your achievements in the future will far surpass the current Pope, you want... hey... you, Al, you, what are you doing?"

Bauer's kind face suddenly changed, and the hot blood gushing out of his chest made him tremble slightly, and he could no longer speak in unison. He glanced at the sharp knife stuck in his chest, and then looked again. Looking at Al in front of him, he was puzzled and didn't know what it was for.

Al was in tears at this moment, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

"Why... why, I... dear... Al?" Bauer was a little weak, his legs could no longer stand, and he couldn't help putting one hand on Al's shoulder. He didn't understand, what was going on? Why, I don't understand why this Al, whom he regards as his brother and nephew, suddenly stabs him. If he doesn't figure it out, he will die with regret.

There were more and more tears in Al's eyes, but his face was still firm, and he said in a trembling voice: "My most respected brother, I will remember your teachings, rest in peace!" said the sharp knife in Allen's hand With a sudden force, it pierced into Bauer's chest and into Bauer's heart.

Blood spurted from Ball's chest along the edge of the blade, and blood spurted from Ball's mouth involuntarily. As the blood flowed, Ball's body became softer and weaker, and he couldn't help getting shorter inch by inch, even though he was still dead. Clutching Allen's sleeves tightly, but still slowly knelt down on the ground, Allen also knelt down little by little with his body, reaching out to support Bauer, so that Bauer would not fall to the ground!

Ball coughed up blood and asked unwillingly: "Why, why, why?"

Allen is destined not to tell Bauer why this is, and Bauer is also doomed to die. Bauer's body is cold, and his eyes are wide open. His eyes are full of confusion, there is no anger, no hatred, there is only puzzled.

Allen cried out suddenly in a depressing voice, the coldness on his face dissipated long ago, and his face was full of sadness. He hugged Bauer's body as if he was hugging his own father.

Yes, Bauer is like a big brother and a father in the heart of the orphan Alan. From Bauer, he got all the love of a father and brother that an orphan can't get. From then on, Alan will change again. He became an orphan, because the father and elder brother who gave him selfless love have now become cold, and will never speak again, and will never teach him as earnestly as before.

Nothing can be undone.

But Allen didn't regret it, he knew what he did was right.

Allen took a deep breath, pushed the cold Ball's body away from his body, put it on the ground, and stretched out his trembling hands to touch Ball's eyes, but Ball's questioning eyes remained the same. It was wide open, staring at Allen, as if he was still asking the question before he died, why?

Alan wiped Bauer's eyes several times with his hands, but couldn't close Bauer's eyes. Alan had to give up and took out a stone from his arms. This stone looked nothing like an ordinary stone. The difference is that it is an ordinary stone, fortunately it has been washed very clean for some reason, the ordinary kind that disappears immediately when it is thrown into the pile of stones.

Alan gently clasped Bauer's mouth and knocked his mouth open. The tears in Alan's eyes flowed again, but Alan's eyes were extremely firm, and he threw the stone in his hand away from Bauer. in the mouth.Then push Ball's mouth together.

Immediately, Bauer's body began to shrink, and the muscles on his body began to lose moisture, and shriveled layer by layer, just like a sun-dried eggplant.

In just four to five minutes, Bauer's body shrunk into a small ball, dry and pale, without a trace of moisture.

Allen's emotions have completely stabilized at this time, and the tears in his eyes have stopped. Allen bowed slightly to Bauer's shriveled corpse, then stretched out his fingers, and touched Bauer's body lightly. Suddenly, it turned into countless dust, and it no longer has the appearance of a person. From a distance, it is just a pile of dirt.

Allen's eyes froze for a moment, blank for a moment, and then regained his spirits. Allen reached out and touched among the pile of dust, and took out two things from it.

One is the stone that Alan threw into Bauer's mouth. This ordinary and ordinary stone is full of water and air at this time, round and moist, and it seems to be dripping water on the surface. It is this stone that absorbs water like a sponge. It sucked away all the moisture in Bauer's body, not only the water, but also the spirit that Bauer hadn't gotten out of his body, and it became the nutrient of this stone.

Allen stared at the stone for a moment, and there was faintly a naturally formed pattern in the shape of a skull on the stone, and the shape of this head vaguely resembled Bauer's.

Allen sighed slightly, and then put the stone away.

Then Allen picked up another thing, which was exactly the square box.

At this time, the square box has lost the blue halo, revealing the essence of metal, the color of bronze, and carved with rough patterns on it. Just by looking at the patterns, Alan can tell that this box comes from the distant past , is passed down from the time when the great fallen angel rebelled against God.

Allen's hands trembled slightly, and there was a trace of fiery emotion in his eyes, and then he slowly opened the box.