I, the lord of ghost stories

Described in a certain way, it includes the power of monsters, spirits, legends, and some extremely subtle other fields. "

"The field of monsters can be transformed into a priesthood of monsters;

The realm of supernatural beings expands to become the underworld, the underworld, the soul, etc., and can form many priesthoods:

The realm of legends can be transformed into the realm of stories, which then include novels, dramas, and so on. "

"However, in any case, the distance from the mysterious master is too great, perhaps tens of thousands of times!"

"The priesthood you advertised before has a big problem."

"The priesthood of mystery is so powerful that even the gods are actually included in the mystery... To obtain it, one must beat the gods and become a de facto god, so that there is such a possibility."

"You can't promote it like this. It's equivalent to declaring to all gods that I am the God of God—I will die very rhythmically."

"Sorry, I thought this would attract more people to believe."

Sifengyuan Ruijiang bowed his head and felt wronged.

"The priesthood is likely to evolve, as long as I control more and more areas, it may expand."

"However, every expansion represents conflict."

"The priesthood of monsters requires controlling most of the monsters in the entire world, including the demons here, the mermaids in Greece, and all other mysterious existences that are neither human nor god."

"Even if it is only a branch of the monster priesthood, the Japanese monster priesthood must actually control most of the Japanese monsters and become the master of the Japanese monsters."

When Sifeng Yuanyu said this, Ruijiang had already understood.

"Eastern monsters are scattered throughout the entire territory, most of them are driven by the gods of various places, and there are only a few scattered monsters, so the master of the Eastern monsters..."

"These monsters must be taken away from other gods."

"It's almost impossible."

She just thought about it a little, and felt that it was almost impossible.

"Yes, this road is a dead end."

In fact, long before integrating into this world, Yuu Sifeng had a choice.

Be the master of monsters, or choose the master of ghost stories.

To become the master of monsters, one has to transform from a human into a monster, subdue all the monsters in Japan, go to the top of monsters, and become the master of monsters in Japan.

This road is actually the monster version of Dongying Tianxia's road to martial arts, and in the end it is to open up the shogunate and become the world's people of monsters.

In theory, the upper limit is high.

However, after Sifeng Yuanyu learned about this world, he resolutely abandoned this path.

Every place, every village, every street has a shrine, and most of the monsters have masters.

Be the master of monsters, snatch away all monsters, and naturally become the enemy of all gods.

As the main god of Dongpu Shinto, it is impossible for Amaterasu to tolerate such a thing.

After weighing the pros and cons, Yuu Sifeng still chose to directly integrate the principles of ghost stories and obtain the priesthood of ghost stories.

This priesthood, neither big nor small, is just right, and the various gods will not go to war.

As long as you fully integrate the principles of ghost stories, you can become a top-notch supernatural power.

……

Outside the towering steeple-like church, an elongated truck drove over.

The back door opened, and a group of burly men wearing medieval heavy armor and maces jumped out from behind the car.

"Why do we have to wear this, it's too bulky, what's going on with these armors."

"This is an inherent enchantment built by pagan gods, so any technological weapons after the Middle Ages cannot be used."

The old man in ordinary priest's uniform stood among a group of people and explained unhurriedly.

"The bulky armor is actually a treasure blessed by the archbishop, and it contains the divine power of the Lord."

"It is impossible for ordinary people to go in, and going in is courting death."

The priest dressed the old man, looking at the majestic and magnificent palace in front of him, showing a bit of firmness on his face.

"Only wearing such special clothes can truly break into the sanctuary of pagan gods and not be wiped out immediately."

"I must warn you, this is not the church of the devil or the church of heresy that we have encountered before, this is the sanctuary shrouded in the power of heresy."

"After entering, we must act as quickly as possible to destroy the core of the sanctuary."

"The divine power blessed by our lord will protect us, but both the armor and the power on the clothes are very limited, and it is impossible to stay inside for too long."

"Get ready for martyrdom."

Chapter 270 Five Martyrs

The knight in armor stretched out his hands silently, holding the trembling palm of Priest Faron.

"Master Fallon."

His voice is soft and powerful.

"The ones who come here are all the most steadfast fighters of our Lord."

"We knew the danger, but it came anyway."

"You don't have to worry. For us, martyrdom is just entering the kingdom of our Lord ahead of time."

"Death in the mortal world is not real death."

"Death in the sanctuary of a pagan god, the soul may not have time to go to the kingdom of the Lord... Even so, is it okay?"

The pastor, who was wearing a priest's uniform, suddenly asked this question.

His expression was serious and serious, and his calm tone tortured the hearts of those who walked in front of him.

"Indeed, I have also considered this aspect."

Under the unworn visor was a middle-aged man who was also weather-beaten.

"However, I have asked myself, if at this time I flinched, wavered, and did not dare to take this risk, now I may avoid the risk."

"But, when I die, on the way to the gate of the kingdom of heaven, what will the judgment angel do? A shepherd who is not pious enough?"

"On the contrary, I dedicate myself to my lord, to prove my piety, and I will surely pass the final judgment and enter the gate of heaven!"

"Very good, you are very enlightened!"

The old man in the priest's uniform suddenly laughed and patted him on the shoulder.

"Bless you, may we all wake up on the benches of heaven."

"Ha, I don't want to accompany an old man like you. I would rather wake up and have a beautiful girl by my side."

Pulling down the mask, the knight laughed, and the laughter echoed dully through the mask.

"If you can go back alive, remember to tell His Excellency the achievements of Fox."

"I wish I hadn't gone back, then the Archbishop would recognize me as a devout servant of the Lord."

"Why not a saint?"

"Saint, cough haha, that's too exaggerated, conferring a saint is not just an achievement of the living, I dare not expect extravagant..."

Reverend Fallon laughed, then his face became serious, and he solemnly promised him.

"You don't have to worry, I won't go back alone!"

"I am dying, this time I will die here!"

"All who die for the Lord will be recognized."

"Everyone here is a devout servant of the Lord."

"That's good. Now, I, Fox, will take the first step to expel the glory of pagan gods for the Lord."

The heavy armor kept colliding, and on the red floor tiles, each step made a clanging metal sound, full of rhythm.

Dull and dark clouds, who do not know when, have shrouded the quiet church in the small town.

The unknown birds nearby were jumping and singing, running around in the garden and green trees in the church.

Priest Fox, wearing this heavy armor, stepped forward firmly.

Everyone looked at him in silence, looking at the companion who was one step ahead with enthusiastic eyes.

"Brothers, I'm leaving first, see you in the kingdom of my lord!"

With his back to the crowd, Pastor Fox took the last step and walked towards the gate of the church.

Halfway through, the red brick path in front of the church suddenly lit up.

Surrounding the church, a bright white portal of light blocked in front of him.

This light enveloped the entire church, and everyone could only vaguely see the silhouette emerging from the air.

Just in front of him, the tall, majestic, and piercing pressure suddenly gathers and presses down.

A few tens of steps away, everyone felt their scalps tingling.

"Boom—crack—"

The continuous white light turned into lightning and struck Fox directly.

Bright white light erupted from the full body armor, forming a layer of halo on the surface of his body.

Against this force, he walked forward with difficulty.

With all his strength, he slammed into the door with his whole body.

"Sing together, the hymn of our Lord..."

Reverend Fallon's chanting was tremulous and off-key, without any soundtrack, yet at this moment, it was imbued with a sense of firmness.

The priests lowered their heads, echoed softly, and drew the holy radiance mark on their chests with one hand.

"May I bathe in your grace... enter the gate of heaven..."

Fox seemed to be singing his praises loudly, and his steps forward became faster and faster, each step becoming more determined.

The passionate and strong singing voice passed through the white lightning clusters.

He hit it.

"Not for us, not for us, martyrs... You must add glory to the name of our Lord!"

The chorus of the priests reached a climax here, in this hymn full of divine taste.

Instantly flashed out, filled with white light between heaven and earth.

Everyone's eyes were stinging and tears flowed.

There was an earth-shattering bang, a red-hot fireball rose slowly, and scorching air waves rolled in, carrying the choking smell of gunpowder smoke.

The pastors were blown back and forth, coughing and receding.

Fox has completely disappeared, and the white portal of light that vaguely floated in the air quietly blasted open the gap for one person to enter.

Wisps of white light permeated the air, slowly repairing the damaged wound.

A translucent white figure lay on the ground, slowly floated up, and then quickly passed through the sky, rising to a place invisible to the naked eye.

Feeling the familiar divine power disappearing in a flash, everyone bowed their heads and prayed silently.

"Fox opened the door of the sanctuary with his life, allowing the divine power of our lord to intervene.

Now in a short period of time, the portal cannot be repaired, and we can freely enter and exit. "

"He died a martyr for our lord. Fox's soul has been summoned by our lord. Next, it's up to us."

"For my lord! For glory! For the eternal life promised by my lord!"

"Let's go! Everyone! This is a battle of glory!"

There is a corner behind the door, and a rich white light can be seen, as well as a corner of the blue sky.

Light flooded out of his body, and under his leadership, everyone accelerated, sprinted, and entered behind the door.