Invincible priest, out of the courtroom

"let's talk tomorrow."

Rorschach muttered something in a low voice, then left the two of them in the church, and took the kitten back to the room to sleep.

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When Luo Xia was lying on the bed and fell asleep, figures of monsters flew in the night sky outside.

Some looked like gigantic moths, some like rays, and some were huge birds.

On the backs of these monsters, hundreds of supernatural beings and clergymen, men, women and children, were rushing towards the monastery of 'Blindness and Mercy', without taking a look at the Avia Church below.

They are all elites from the Extraordinary Affairs Administration and the Esoteric Cult, and they are the justifiable backbone of the Oracle City's defense force.

When they landed on the square of the monastery, the first thing they saw was the headless statue, then at the end of the square, the cathedral that had been turned into ruins, and finally they noticed the nuns and tourists who had arrived all over the place.

Among the chaos and ruins, only Sister Agartis was still standing.

So this group of people ran up quickly, surrounded Agartis, and asked in a hurry:

"What happened? What happened?"

"Sister Agartis, where's the demon?"

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The Undertaker: Chapter 69 68. Records

Akatis was surrounded by a group of people chattering and questioning him, and he didn't know whose question to answer for a while. Fortunately, several high-end black cars stopped on the side of the road in time, and a heavyweight figure from the original faith sect got off from it. Archbishop Rossetti.

He is also a very prestigious figure, so that the supernatural beings and priests present who came for reinforcements did not dare to make mistakes, and quickly stepped aside, bowing their heads slightly to express their respect.

Archbishop Rossetti looked around roughly to confirm the situation, and then came to Agartis on crutches, and asked gently:

"Is it over already? Sister Agartis."

"Yes, the favored one of the evil god has fallen and died under the divine order bestowed by a saint."

Agatha answered truthfully.

"saint?!"

Rossetti slightly opened his dim old eyes, and said excitedly:

"Is it the saint from last time? Have you ever been lucky enough to witness his holy face?"

"How dare I look straight into the glory of the saints?"

Akatis lied without blushing.

In fact, she is not very good at lying, the worst lie at most is to coax the children in the orphanage.

But St. Rorschach sent an oracle to tell her not to mention these things, and she would strictly abide by them.

"Is that so? Then this saint is..."

Rossetti originally wanted to ask for more details, such as what kind of magic the saint used, how the destruction here was formed, and so on.

But before he had time to say it, he felt that Agartis' eyes became cold and full of doubts.

This kind of question is very rude and unruly, and there is no need for others to answer it.

Fortunately, Rossetti realized his gaffe in time, and quickly said:

"This kind of thing is not important now, let's clean up the scene first."

As he spoke, he appealed to the people at the scene to help clean up the mess, and he also recruited people from his sect to help, but he walked slowly to the ruins of the cathedral on crutches, then knelt down slowly, and Whispered to himself:

"Why don't you want to show up? It's been a long time since no saint has appeared, I just want to follow your footsteps..."

As he spoke, he slowly knelt down on the ground with a full face of awe, pressing his forehead tightly against the place where the saint had once stood.

Although he came a bit late, and the aftertaste of the divine spell had almost dissipated, he could still vaguely detect the footprints of that saint in his inspiration, and vaguely made up the general outline of that time.

With every step he took, he dispelled the darkness, brought light, gave shelter, and finally sent down the holy order.

Incomparably sublime!Incomparably holy!

This was undoubtedly a miracle, and he only regretted that he was not lucky enough to witness it with his own eyes, and he was even more envious of Agartis.

But such thoughts can only be hidden deep in the heart and cannot be expressed.

A high-ranking archbishop should not have the idea of ​​​​following a heretic.

But only a priest in a high position like him can deeply understand how precious a true saint who walks in the world is.

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Agatis was busy taking care of the nuns who were lying on the ground sound asleep, but another black high-end car stopped by the side of the road, and two acquaintances alighted from it.

Both of them looked like men in their 50s, and their clothes were lacklustre, just like ordinary passers-by who are hard to impress, and may forget what they look like when they look back.

Generally speaking, only when they want others to remember themselves, others can leave some impression on them.

And Akatis, as a member of the secret sect, happened to be the one they were allowed to 'remember'.

She had to leave the work at hand and went to say hello.

"It's a pity to meet the two at this time, the Marquis and the Recorder."

Although Akatis doesn't even know their names, but only these two code names, there is no doubt that the identities of these two people are the real powerful figures in the city of the oracle, and the entire secret sect seems to obey them. giving orders.

"We also deeply regret this, and we will do our best to help you restore the sect in the future. This is our promise when you first joined the secret sect."

The man code-named Marquis whispered.

Although Akatis nodded repeatedly and expressed his gratitude politely, but in fact he didn't care about such words in his heart, and he didn't like the words of the other party very much.

What is 'recovery'?

The glorious road of the sect has only just begun.

On the other hand, the man code-named Recorder asked:

"Your Majesty, can you tell me more details about tonight? I need to record it."

But after he finished speaking, he himself realized that something was wrong, so he quickly changed his words:

"Of course, I know this kind of thing is against the rules, so I want to change the way. I will ask questions, and you can choose to answer."

Agartis obviously didn't expect that the powerful figure in the secret religion would respect him so much, so he nodded.

"Then first... a battle broke out between the gods, and one of them used eighth-level magic, is that so?"

These words stunned Akatis, who quickly shook his head and replied:

"I don't know, I didn't dare to watch their battle directly."

She was telling the truth, she did not watch Rorschach's battle process, and she did not know what kind of magic he used. She had never understood that kind of fluctuation and rhythm, but it was extremely powerful and shocking.

When the other party heard such a slightly perfunctory answer, he didn't care. Instead, he took out a notebook and wrote on it:

'For the first time in 244 years, the eighth-level magic reappeared in the city of oracle. '

The recorder stopped writing, and continued to ask:

"Then have you noticed what kind of sealed artifacts the two sides have used? For example, 0-005, which we have been chasing for a while?"

Agatha shook her head.

Then the recorder took up his pen and wrote:

'The angel of salvation code-named 0-005 is suspected to be contained by the saint. '

"Then it's the last question. After witnessing this miracle descended by the saint, will you choose to follow in his footsteps?"

Akatis shook his head without hesitation, and lied again.

But the Recorder wrote in his notebook:

'Tonight, the Saints rescued a second loyal follower. '

"Okay, I'm fine."

The recording officer smiled, exchanged eyes with the Marquis next to him, and then turned to another person to say:

"Your Excellency, the head nun, you don't need to participate in the activities of the secret religion for a while, you can take a good rest and tidy up."

After finishing speaking, the two returned to the steam car and walked away.

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The Undertaker: Chapter 70 69. Too Beautiful

Two senior officials of the Esoteric Church were sitting in the car, driving towards the innermost central area of ​​the City of Oracles.

Even though the journey was a little bumpy, the recording officer still held today's notes, as if examining and thinking about something.

After a while, he picked up the pen again and added an extra sentence at the end of today's record:

'In today's city of oracles, rational people are following in the footsteps of saints, while crazy people still believe in gods. '

After finishing writing, he wanted to tear off the page, but after thinking about it, he finally picked up the pen and crossed out the last added sentence.

Then, he tore off this page of records, and then reached out from his waist to take out an old book with an antique texture. He opened it casually, and inserted the new page written today.

That page of records slowly merged into the antique old book, and the words that were just written today appeared on the blank pages of the book, but the last sentence that was crossed out did not appear, which seemed extraordinarily miraculous.

This antique book, which seems to be weathered and broken at the touch of a touch, has existed for more than 5000 years, as long as the history of the Oracle City, code-named 0-010, and its name is [History]

The Marquis sitting next to him saw this scene and couldn't help asking:

"You seem to be very concerned about today's affairs? Even the fall of Thanatus last time didn't make you so concerned."

"The rise and fall of the gods is too far away from ordinary people. What I want to record and witness is the fate and future of this city, and even this world. This is the duty of the recorder."

The recording officer replied solemnly.

"Is this the reason? I thought it was because of our embarrassment this time."

The Marquis said, showing a half-smile expression.

The elites of the Esoteric Cult and the Management Bureau did their best, but they were led around by the nose. In the end, they only arrested and killed a few small fish and shrimps, and helped clean up the monastery. It can be said to be extremely ugly and laughable.

I can't even imagine how exciting the next day's newspaper will be if this kind of thing is known by the outside media.

But the recording officer still had an indifferent expression, and said calmly:

"The opponent is a 'shepherd' after all. Even in the historical records, he is the most troublesome kind. The trouble is not their abilities and sorcery, but their unscrupulous [divination]..."

"The wisdom of mortals has its limits after all, and it will always appear pale and powerless in the face of [divination] regardless of the cost... So you don't have to blame yourself too much, but you should be grateful and in awe of that saint."

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That night, Rorschach slept soundly, and when he got up together, he found that he had already saved money to buy a magnificent, solemn, exquisite and spacious super cathedral, which combines classical art style with post-modern sci-fi texture, which is simply the most ideal holy place.

Nota has finally matured, and is standing in front of the high-end and heroic gate, welcoming an endless stream of believers; the little milk cat has finally grown up, turning into purple hair and red eyes, cat ears, double ponytail, short The pretty girl in the black silk dress is helping her with the funeral business.

On the other hand, he can lie on the rocking chair leisurely, leisurely watching the believers pray in front of the goddess statue, and then stuff one gold coin after another into the offering box.

Looking back again, she found that there were many fragrant and soft bodies in her arms, and Deltina was lying in her arms, looking at her affectionately, and then took out gold coins from her chest, Feed it into your own mouth.

She was only wearing that kind of translucent tulle nightgown, which was partly visible but clearly visible at a glance.

Turning his head again, he found that there was a burst of aroma coming from the kitchen. It turned out that Sister Agatis had prepared a large table of exquisite and sumptuous meals.

She actually only had that white turban and an apron all over her body, and if she looked at it from behind, there was only one slender tie, which could be undone with a simple pull.