Invincible priest, out of the courtroom

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Undertaker: Chapter 37 37. No one can judge me

"Hey, you guys are really... ruining my process and sense of ritual..."

Rorschach shook his head helplessly.

He originally planned to follow the usual practice to control these people first, then use the Bible to check their resumes, and then make an arbitration.

As a result the process is broken...

Although he couldn't check their resumes, Rorschach still had a rough idea of ​​the origins and intentions of these people.

The five black-robed clerics are all from the 'Tanatus' Mercy' sect. They appeared here because they were sent by their own sect, because they had previously destroyed their ceremony in warehouse No. 13.

This is the information he overheard this afternoon through the magic spell of dumb hair.

The ceremony was disrupted, so they approached Police Officer William who was in charge of the case. They should have coerced his family and forced him to tell about Rorschach's situation.

Officer William could have gotten away with this, but at the station today, he reminded Rorschach with those strange-sounding words that he wanted Rorschach to take refuge, but in the end he was murdered...

"Hey... You can actually trust me more..."

Rorschach whispered, feeling extremely sorry and regretful.

Officer William had only met him once, and it wasn't very pleasant, and he didn't even meet him at the station, but he still called himself behind his back.

"He's a good guy, it's a pity..."

Then, he looked in the direction where the five priests disappeared, and whispered:

"Having learned the viciousness and cruelty of cultists, but still using the methods of priests? It's ridiculous, even the villains are not thorough."

"Forget it, I remember the headquarters of the 'Tanatus' Mercy' sect is in this direction, right?"

"Such an important funeral, we can't be late."

He muttered to himself, braving the torrential rain, and headed towards the south of the city.

The street under his feet has been washed by the rain into a river, surging swiftly.

But every time Luo Xia stepped on it, the accumulated water would automatically separate in all directions, as if not daring to defile the ground under his feet.

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The Thanates Cathedral, located more than ten kilometers away, has a magnificent area that occupies half a block. Even though it is raining heavily, it is still a brightly lit scene, highlighting their past glory.

A large number of people are rushing through the heavy rain, busy carrying all kinds of materials, not at all the peace and tranquility that the church should have, but instead, it is full of hustle and bustle, as prosperous as it used to be.

But if you take a closer look, it is not difficult to find that they are actually dismissing, and stuffing more or less coins, even candlesticks, murals, ornaments and other handicrafts to apprentices and priests, and other low-ranking clergy, and then let them leave sect.

The so-called brilliance and prosperity are nothing more than flashes of light.

But there was a group of teenagers who were unwilling to leave. They were kneeling in the magnificent prayer hall, facing the statue of Thanatus, praying to the high-ranking cardinals:

"Why do you want us to leave? We grew up in the church's orphanage, we have grown up in the church's school, and we have already made up our minds to dedicate our lives to the sect and the supreme Thanatus. Why should we be driven away? "

There were tears on their faces, and gold and silver coins were discarded at their feet. Everyone had a determined but painful look on their faces.

"Ugh……"

The aloof cardinal sighed helplessly, and replied in a low voice:

"Don't ask too much, don't think too much, all this is the will of Thanatus, and it is also the arrangement of Santo Cana."

The group of young people immediately looked at the old man who had been praying silently under the statue, and asked:

"Santogana, do you want to drive us away too?"

The old man was so skinny that only a layer of dry old skin was left. It was covered with age spots and fine cracks, and his whole body was like a dead tree that was dying.

He didn't look back, nor opened his eyes, but whispered:

"Go~go~ always remember the teachings, and work hard to live."

The cross and the apologists in the church didn't hesitate any longer, forcibly picked up the young people one by one, and threw them into the pouring rain outside.

Time passed minute by minute, and it soon approached midnight.

Almost all the people here have been repatriated. In the Ruo Cathedral, which occupies half a block, there are only 13 people left in the prayer hall.

And the old man Tuojana, kneeling under the statue from the beginning to the end, closed his eyes, motionless, like a very devout believer, as if he had forgotten time, himself, and everything, even the fierce battle that broke out suddenly behind him It didn't make him move his eyes.

It wasn't until the clock in the corner struck midnight that he slowly opened his eyes and stood up.

On the white floor of the prayer hall, there was a lot of blood, and three people were seriously injured and still struggling.

"It's a Transcendent from the Administration, who planned to assassinate him earlier."

A cardinal next to Togana simply explained.

Togana just nodded calmly, then nodded slightly to the remaining three guardian knights.

The three knights walked up to the captured Transcendents, twisted their bodies and limbs with brute force, used the bodies of the three to make a strange mark on the ground, and then slammed the spears one by one. Pierce it in and firmly fix the pattern on the ground.

There was a series of crisp sounds of bone shattering and the muffled sound of spears piercing into the human body, as well as the last words of the three extraordinary men in the air.

"The Administration... will not let it go..."

"I know, but there's no one to judge me anymore."

Togana replied in a low voice.

His tone seemed to be calm, but under the calm, there was an excitement and madness that could not be concealed.

And then ordered:

"Everything is ready, let's get started."

After all, Tuojana took out a ritual dagger from his sleeve, walked to the corpses of the three superhumans, knelt in a pool of blood on the ground, then raised the dagger with both hands, aiming the tip at his heart .

The remaining cardinals and paladins followed suit one by one, forming a circle with him as the center, and each took out a ceremonial dagger.

"This is the end and the beginning, our death and new life."

"Tanatus is above, he has witnessed our last piety, and will also bestow eternal blessings and graces."

After two simple prayers, they stabbed the dagger in their hands slowly.

In the next second, an extremely holy white beam of light descended from the sky, piercing the surrounding darkness and covering the entire cathedral.

The ritual is complete.

A smile of relief and anticipation appeared on Tuojana's face.

but……

Why is there such a holy white light?

Before he could figure it out, the white beam of light began to shrink rapidly, leaving only a thin ray of light in the end, shining right on the top of Tuojana's bald head.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp howl of sharp blades piercing through the air.

A giant sword dozens of meters long drew a flash of light in the night, descending from the sky, unstoppable.

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The Undertaker: Chapter 38 38. Even if we welcome you three times...

The gigantic sword tens of meters long is entirely made of light, and it is surrounded by burning holy flames. It is incomparably holy, incomparably sublime, and incomparably majestic. ground, worship.

But its speed was too fast, so fast that mortals couldn't see its true face clearly, so it flashed away in the night, like a flash of light, hitting the magnificent dome of the Thanates Cathedral.

There were no explosions, no loud bangs, just a silence that implied majesty and sullenness.

But a second later...

The holy flames surged like monstrous waves, completely sweeping and submerging the entire Tanatus Cathedral, turning it into a holy sea of ​​white flames.

The soaring flames dispelled the dark night and the heavy rain curtain, reflecting the cathedral as if it were under the scorching sun, just like daytime.

But another second later...

The holy flame and light disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the previous scene seemed to be just a mirage.

Only the ruined cathedral remains, proving that it once existed.

This cathedral, which stood majestically a second ago, showing the splendor of the past, only breathed, and there was only a dilapidated ruin left.

This is the magic spell that the Pope of the North Land, Cilarrael, has not been able to learn so far.

Punishment system, seventh rank, [Sacred Sword of Heaven's Punishment]

It does not have those exaggerated and gorgeous visual effects, but the kind of simple and unpretentious magic.

The clergy perform the punishment of heaven on their behalf, and do not need the onlookers and attention of mortals.

So it will be classified by Rorschach as the [simple and practical] category.

"Uh... what kind of magic is this?"

Tugana in the ruins asked in a low voice.

He was lying in the ruins of the prayer hall, his whole body was scorched black, and the dark red color like burning charcoal could still be vaguely seen in the wounds, and a white spark popped out from time to time.

The previous rituals have been completed, Thanatus' divine favor has been bestowed, and the church dome above his head is used to cover it, so he barely survived.

But the remaining cardinals and paladins were not so lucky. They had turned into twelve charred corpses before they could receive the grace of God.

The ritual completed at the cost of the sacrifice of the entire sect failed to bring recovery and rebirth, but such a miserable end.

Why is it not only the grace of God, but also the punishment of God?

Although Tugana was still alive, he couldn't figure out the problem.

He also didn't have the ability to think too much, his entire brain was almost burnt, but he couldn't die normally.

But the loss of most of his physiological functions actually made his perception a little sharper than usual, and he could faintly detect a faint fluctuation and aftertaste of divine magic coming from somewhere a kilometer away.

And on the roof of a small five-story building one kilometer away, Rorschach was braving the pouring rain, using his thumbs and index fingers to make a 'photo frame' gesture, aiming at the distant Thanats church.

"Should have hit it? I'm still aiming quite accurately..."

"But the rain is too heavy, the distance is so far, and I haven't used this trick for a while, so I'm somewhat worried..."

"It's better to mend the knife."

While muttering in a low voice, he took a closer look at the 'photo frame' in his hand, muttered words for a while, and finally withdrew his hands and snapped his fingers dully left and right.

Then a ray of white light descended from the sky again, and quickly shrank into a thin ray, pointing at Tuojana's still-dead body.

Then, that majestic giant sword fell from the sky again...

"That should be fine."

Rorschach clapped his hands contentedly.

As a mature priest, of course, he must learn how to make up his sword, so as not to give the evil spirits a chance to revive.

This is also the only way for a qualified pastor to gradually mature.

"It's time to go back. This place is far away from my church. It took me a long time to walk here. I hope there is nothing wrong with Nota."

Luo Xia whispered, jumped directly from the top of the five-story building, and landed steadily.

"If only I had a motorcycle or something."

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The second Holy Sword of Heaven's Punishment that fell from the sky not only emptied all the remaining ruins of the Thanates Cathedral, but also turned the thirteen charred corpses inside into white ashes.

The entire area has become clean. The huge church that used to occupy half a block seems to have been forcibly erased with an eraser, leaving only a pale, but extremely holy and clean white land.

It was as if a piece of pure land had been forcibly opened up on the chaotic and crowded scene of the City of Oracles.

But even so, Togana is still alive.

To be precise, although his body has been turned into fly ash, his consciousness miraculously remains, and is now attached to a mark on the floor.