Invincible priest, out of the courtroom

"It was such a touching funeral, it felt like the soul of my best friend was lifted."

"I have never seen such gorgeous visual effects, but I sincerely hope I will never see them again."

"Pastor Luo Xia, our troupe has been hiring special effects experts with high salaries. If you are interested, please contact me. An outstanding special effects artist like you should not only show his talent at the funeral, there is a wider space waiting looking at you."

Luo Xia was no longer surprised by this, and didn't explain much. He responded politely, and then left.

On the way back, I passed the long-distance bus station in the city. There are still people coming and going here, probably one of the few popular places left in the rainstorm.

Rorschach happened to see Officer William, whom he only met yesterday, in the crowd.

Wearing a raincoat that was still dripping, and carrying several large suitcases of luggage, he sent a woman and a child to the car, and said goodbye to them reluctantly, and kept telling them something.

Because the cooperation between the two of them was not very pleasant yesterday, Luo Xia didn't bother him and planned to leave silently.

But Officer William found Rorschach who had just got out of the car.

A complicated look flashed across his face, as if he was struggling and hesitating, then he gritted his teeth, probably made a decision, and chased after him, and finally grabbed Rorschach's hand in front of the station gate. Shoulder.

Rorschach turned around and smiled.

"Nice to meet you, Officer William."

Officer William didn't even say hello, he just turned his head and looked around, and then reminded him without thinking:

"The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Your small church may leak. For safety reasons, it's best to find a place to take shelter."

After all, as if he was afraid of being questioned by Rorschach, he stepped back and merged into the passing crowd, and quickly escaped.

"Thank you, but don't worry about it, my church is impenetrable."

Rorschach muttered to himself, and walked out of the station.

Large swathes of puddles have already accumulated on the square outside the station.

Under the limited light, the water puddle barely reflected the dark and blurry sky, and was splashed with fine ripples by the non-stop falling raindrops, distorting the reflected sky.

Luo Xia stepped in, and the puddles scattered, as if the cloud above his head had been crushed.

After he went back to the church, he first greeted Nota, carefully checked whether there was any water leakage in the church and the dormitory, and after confirming that there should be no problem, he sat on the bench closest to the goddess statue and read the nearest newspaper .

He didn't seem to be affected by the rain at all, and he even used magic to make the hair on his head stand up, and then kept searching to see if there were any interesting radio programs.

Rorschach kept silent in the church until the evening bell rang outside, and he saw Nota running towards him with the kitten in his arms.

"Huh? Senior, don't you need to practice divine arts today?"

"Why not? Divine art must be practiced every day."

Luo Xia said, stretched out his hand and patted the seat beside him, motioning for Nota to sit over.

"scare?"

Nota's lovely face flushed slightly, as if she was looking forward to something, she quickly and obediently sat beside Rorschach, her eyes flickered slightly, and she looked at him expectantly.

As a result, Rorschach pulled out the textbook and gave her a smack on the forehead.

"Eh?"

Nota didn't expect that what he was waiting for was actually this?

What was I expecting just now?

Luo Xia didn't explain much, and knocked on her forehead more than 20 times in a row, and didn't stop until the fair-skinned gnat capital turned red, and clapped her hands.

"Let's practice here for today's magic."

"Ugh..."

Nota wanted to cry for a while, but she didn't expect that Rorschach would have a whim today and use himself to practice magic.

She looked down at her little hand again, tried to make a fist, and asked wonderingly:

"Senior, what did you do to me? Why does it feel like there is some change, but it doesn't seem like there is?"

"Because it's not yet time..."

Rorschach explained casually, stood up, and continued:

"I have to go out at night, Knight Nota, the church will be handed over to you to guard."

Nota tilted his head slightly, not quite understanding.

"With such heavy rain, does anyone still want to hold a funeral?"

"Yes, and it was a big funeral."

Rorschach replied lightly.

The Undertaker: Chapter 36 36. A grand funeral should be attended in costumes

Then Rorschach went back to his room, put on the top hat, leather shoes, tuxedo, pocket watch and walking stick, but did not put on the mask.

Then he went back to the church, stood under the goddess statue, pressed his right hand to his heart, and whispered:

"Goddess, it's time for me to go."

Nota on the side saw him put on this outfit, his eyes lit up slightly, and couldn't help asking curiously:

"Wow~ Senior, what are you doing?"

"A grand funeral should be attended in full dress."

Luo Xia explained briefly, and just walked through the door to leave, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night and rainstorm.

Nota stared eagerly at the direction where he disappeared, and folded his hands involuntarily on his chest, vaguely feeling something.

"Senior feels weird today. Is there something big going to happen?"

"But...he didn't even bring an umbrella..."

"And the magical arts on me... Uh... Maybe I shouldn't be so curious..."

She then returned to the statue of the goddess, closed her eyes gently, and prayed in a low voice:

"Master Orville, I hope you can hear my prayers, and keep the senior safe..."

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This heavy and rapid rain forcibly interrupted the nightlife in the City of Oracles. It was only eight o'clock in the evening, and the streets were as deserted as midnight.

It was even more pitch black all around. Even if the Wanjia lights were turned on, the faint light could not penetrate the heavy rain curtain. The whole city seemed to be covered with a layer of pitch black blanket, quiet and dim.

And in front of the station at the intersection, five figures in black robes were walking in the rain, letting the torrential rain hit them, step by step, slowly stepping on the ankle-deep water, walking on the street , but like upstream in the river.

They held a delicate ritual dagger in their left hand, and a black lump in their right hand, which was vague. From the outline, it looked like a human limb or even a head.

The street lights on the street were still working miraculously, but as these people approached, the lights flickered for a while, struggled in vain, and finally went out completely.

As they walked forward slowly, the street lights were also turned off one by one, so that the entire street was gradually engulfed in darkness, and it was still spreading in the direction of Avia Church.

When they reached the end of the street, they stopped suddenly.

The last street lamp was on there, and the dim light reflected the surrounding dense and continuous rain lines like thin needles.

Under the light, there was a man in a black tuxedo, leaning against the lamp post, and the surroundings were completely plunged into darkness. The little light left made him look like he was standing under a spotlight.

The raindrops easily broke through the blocking of the top hat and hit the mask made of white flames, causing wisps of mist to rise up, making the stick figure smiley face on the mask look hazy and fuzzy.

"Extraordinary of the Administration?"

The leading black-robed man asked first, and put the ritual dagger in his hand across his chest.

"No one can stop us..."

His voice is extremely deep, but also extremely calm and firm, which is significantly different from the voice of traditional cultists.

Under the light of street lamps, their faces emerged in the darkness, wearing a circus clown mask, which was extraordinarily bright and exaggerated, but two shocking bright red streaks kept flowing from those black eye sockets, Spread all the way to the corner of the mouth.

I don't know if it's red paint or real tears of blood.

And what they were carrying in the other hand came into view clearly.

What the leader was holding in his hand was the head of Police Officer William...

"Ugh……"

Rorschach under the street lamp sighed softly and said:

"He's just an innocent."

The leading black-robed man froze for a moment before answering:

"He reached an agreement with us, we kept the agreement and let his family go, but he broke his promise."

"It's the same for you. If you leave here and don't hinder our great cause, you won't be held accountable."

"Heh~ I just went to the funeral."

Rorschach chuckled lightly, and said truthfully.

But this chuckle became the fuse for both sides.

The leader of the black-robed mouth began to mutter something, and the ritual dagger in his hand lit up with a faint white light, and he waved it, drawing a mark in the air, which looked like some kind of non-human writing.

The mark danced lightly, and then turned into a ball of pure white holy flame, blooming proudly in the rainstorm.

The other men in black robes also began to mutter words, brewing their own offensive.

What they are preparing is actually a magic spell?

This startled Rorschach, and he quickly opened his mouth to stop:

"do not!"

But it's too late...

The leader of the man in black slashed the short knife in his hand, and the holy flame broke through the barrier of the rain curtain and rushed towards Rorschach.

The other men in black robes also launched their own attacks. Two of them shot two beams of white and dazzling light from their palms, which contained the power to purify evil spirits, and pointed at Rorschach, as if they were shining a flashlight on him.

The other two continued to chant words, but raised the volume, chanting prayers that had the effect of exorcising evil, trying to control Rorschach.

What they performed were all genuine magical arts, and they were very skilled, possessed good understanding and attainments, and cooperated with each other tacitly, demonstrating excellent professionalism and teamwork.

If it is an ordinary monster, it will definitely be easily dealt with by them.

but……

The target they chose was Rorschach.

The holy flame disappeared, the beam of light disappeared, and the sound of chanting prayers also disappeared.

Luo Xia didn't do anything, and the protection on his body didn't trigger, he just stood quietly, and these attacks disappeared by themselves.

Immediately afterwards, a surge of sacred flame rose from the five men in black robes on the opposite side, instantly lighting them up into five human-shaped torches.

Rorschach also didn't do anything, didn't snap his fingers, and didn't cast a magical counterattack.

That holy flame appeared naturally.

Because these five people are all priests who can perform divine arts.

Divine spells, derived from the teachings and gifts of gods and angels, are a response and manifestation of the clergy's beliefs.

And they used magic to attack Rorschach...

Even though the torrential rain slanted down like a waterfall, the Holy Flame was still burning fiercely.

And the five men in black robes who were ignited did not scream or howl in embarrassment. Instead, they silently endured the burning of the holy flame, and as if they had repented, they threw away the short knife and stumped limbs and heads in their hands. Kneel in the puddle in front of you.

Their last resistance was to use all their strength to put their palms together in a gesture of repentance.

Too bad it's too late...

Their figures have already disappeared in the pure white light of the holy flame.

Just like the scene in Warehouse 13.

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The update for tomorrow (Sunday) will be at 0:[-] pm.

The update for tomorrow (Sunday) will be at 0:[-] pm.

Because I want to hit the hit list and try...