Invincible priest, out of the courtroom

Naturally, it doesn't matter how much the two sides win or lose. Today, various sects are in full swing, and the undead creatures are almost extinct, and they have become rare species...

Therefore, the item of 'killing the undead' did not exist in the duties of the clergyman, which was also the principle consideration for Rorschach's final choice to keep his hand.

But judging from the resume of the venerable and the speech of the corpse, they should have held a group to keep warm, and they also created an organization called [Dead Apostles].

Then, for some unknown reason, I kept fighting with the [Place of the Dead] of the living corpses, causing a lot of trouble and movement, but it was only limited to the level of 'trouble'.

This group of [Dead Apostles] is really too weak...

Even if they came out in full force, they would be easily chased away by a few white-robed waiters who didn't have any superpowers, and then the Venerable who watched the show behind would sneer with disdain.

There is no way, the powerful necromancers have long since died...

So the name they gave their organization is quite appropriate, Dead Apostle, Dead Man's Apprentice.

This was another important reason why Rorschach was willing to let the corpse go.

After all, the goddess had taught him that he should not show off his might and bully the weak.

However, although this group of things are too weak, they are not too stupid. After realizing that they can't fight against [Place of the Dead] head-on, they still know to think of other ways.

Little Ruixi was still alive in the end after being tortured like that. It should be that they have manipulated it so that she can persist until she is taken back to the orphanage, and then let Agartis know about it.

Because judging from the venerable's resume, the little Ruixi at that time had already died at his hands, and only "lived" after being thrown into the garbage dump.

"I hope they can take care of themselves, don't let me find motives and handles..."

Luo Xia finally whispered something to himself, and didn't pay attention to these weak undead.

........................

After Rorschach had left for a long time, a cloud of white smoke floated from the top of the talking corpse, and gradually condensed into a classic ghost image.

It was just a white piece, like dough, probably on the position of the face, and there was a stick figure expression.

It looks like this:

Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

It waved its short, round 'hands', expressing a feeling of fear:

"It's terrible! It's terrible! It's terrible!"

"Powerful! Ferocious! Tyrannical! Bloodthirsty!"

"I didn't even kill me with a knife, but I was almost scared to death by him..."

"The clergymen in the Northland are really scary! Are they all monsters?!"

After all, it wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist on its forehead, looked at those people who were still kneeling in self-reflection, and then muttered:

"But these people are still alive, which means that the priest is not so bloodthirsty?"

So it decided to temporarily remove 'bloodthirsty' from the description of Rorschach, leaving only the three 'powerful', 'savage' and 'tyrannical'.

The dough ghost floated to those people again, circled around them, and continued to sigh:

"These people are so rich, it would be great if we could trick them into investing in our haunted house..."

Just as he was talking, he noticed that these people who were kneeling on the ground motionless suddenly reacted and raised their heads together.

It suddenly looked like a fried hair shape of dough being thrown on the chopping board.

!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ

Hastily rushed to a dark corner, still muttering incessantly:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will never lie to you again!"

Undertaker: Chapter 127 126. Why is this beast so cruel?

No one in the room accepted Dough Ghost's apology.

These people just looked up, puffed out their chests again, and still said nothing, and no one even noticed the existence of the ghost of dough.

Then, they stroked their right hands on their hearts and began to exert force suddenly.

The fingers forcibly penetrated the skin and flesh and blood, and pierced fiercely into the heart, spurting out large swaths of blood.

When their fingers grasped his heart, they used force without hesitation, cut off his heartbeat, and then fell to the ground in a mess.

The dignitaries present and the white-robed waiter butler ended their lives in such a way.

During the whole process, there was neither the slightest pain nor the slightest struggle on their faces. Instead, they showed a relieved and relieved smile, and died extremely peacefully.

This is obviously not the effect of spiritual suggestion.

It was the law left by Rorschach.

[Self-examination and Atonement], then after self-examination, of course it is atonement.

The holy balance in front of their eyes will gradually tilt with self-examination. When the right side representing [sin] tilts to a certain extent, the atonement will begin.

At the same time, it also shows that these people can't even meet the moral standards of ordinary people, and can't even abide by the most common public order and good customs.

This is actually a very low standard. Rorschach can completely set the standard for a saint on the left side of the scale, but he is not such a strict person.

But even so, none of these people survived, and they all tried to atone for their sins by committing suicide.

After all, they are either politicians or capitalists, and the rest are members of [Lying Place].

It's not that there are no good people among politicians and capitalists, it's just that [The Place of the Dead] doesn't like those people.

In the final analysis, those who can accept their cruel and distorted way of extending life are essentially the same.

If it is unacceptable, it will be made into a living puppet like the person in charge of Xianyu...

The dough ghost hiding in the corner looked at the astonishing scene in front of him, and the stick figure expression on his face was extremely shocked.

(°Д°)

Because it has been fighting against [Place of the Dying], it has more or less seen the opponent's methods, and knows that the scene before it must not be done by those old enemies.

That could only be the method of the previous Northland clergyman.

"Too powerful! Too cruel! Too tyrannical! Too bloodthirsty!"

It muttered in a trembling voice, adding back the adjective 'bloodthirsty'.

Then, it held its bald, round head with hands like dough, and kept shaking it from side to side, as if it was completely panicked.

"He knows my existence, he has already set his sights on me, he will run to the haunted house to find me! Then kill us all!"

"It's just like those priests slaughtered ghosts thousands of years ago!"

"What to do? What to do? What to do?!"

It muttered in a low voice, while darting up and down in the corner like a punctured balloon.

After entertaining myself like this for a while, it gradually subsided.

"I have to go back to the haunted house right away and tell the wise man everything that happened here!"

"But with the experience and wisdom of a wise man, can it really help us get through this life-and-death moment? Even that mighty venerable was easily dealt with by this murderous cleric..."

"Wow! What's the matter with the moon outside?"

........................

On Rorschach's side, after chasing along the electric pole beside the railway for a while, he saw the trace of a train in the distance.

He first continued to flash along the telegraph poles, shortening the distance, and at the same time turned on his spiritual vision, unfolded his inspiration, and then used the [Insight] magic, so that his eyes lit up like flashlights, and through the gaps in the mask on his face Shoots two crescent-shaped spots of light.

A three-pronged approach, no matter whether it is physical or not, invisible to the naked eye, or shielded by physical means, none of them can escape his 'gaze'.

And this train was indeed the target he was looking for, and it was slowly escaping in the direction of the outer city.

So Luo Xia was hugged and blinked a few times by the girl in red, stepped on the roof of the car, and then exited the world of fading.

Only then did he realize that there was actually a scarlet blood moon hanging on the pitch-black sky, sprinkling bright red moonlight onto the earth.

"What kind of weird natural phenomenon is this? It looks so ominous..."

Luo Xia made a complaint in a low voice, without thinking too much, he stepped on the roof of the car and hurried to the front few cars.

In the luxuriously arranged carriages below, seven old men who were dying were sitting around a long table, discussing something anxiously.

And on the long table, there were several human-shaped wooden carvings, all covered with scarlet blood, continuously surging, as if the wood was bleeding.

"Our people have been wiped out...even our best venerable has not escaped..."

"What is the composition of that clergyman? Why can he easily get rid of our most outstanding venerable? What kind of education did he receive? The attack is so vicious and cruel? Is he really from the Northland?"

"The local clergymen are nothing to fear, and those in other places are even weaker. Such a powerful clergyman can only come from the north, not to mention he knows the name of the great wise Tanis..."

"According to some information we received before, a group of elite teams from the Northland infiltrated into the City of Oracles more than a month ago, led by at least one cardinal and a paladin, this beast should be One of them! The priests who dare to come here from the North at this time must be difficult and ruthless characters."

"Are they coming after us?"

"It's unlikely, we are already so secretive and low-key, not to mention that there is no conflict of interest with the North... They are probably here for the ancient ruins!"

"Damn it! I knew something would go wrong, and I warned you, but you've all been at ease for too long, and you've lost your due vigilance..."

"How many venerables do we have left? If he finds this train, can we stop him?"

"What about the result of the divination? Why hasn't there been a result yet? It's just a divination for a priest. Why did it take so long?"

Everyone was discussing the previous matter in a hurry, and they all looked a little confused.

The previous attack came too suddenly. No one expected that a strange and powerful cleric would suddenly appear in the peaceful and peaceful city of oracle.

At this moment, a waiter in a white robe rushed in, and then whispered a few words to the first speaker.

The latter's face suddenly changed.

"The fortune teller... is dead?"

Undertaker: Chapter 128 127. Purification

The reason why divination, a mystical method, is relied on by many people is that in addition to being able to obtain those keywords and clues with practical significance, the status of the fortune-teller himself can also explain the problem from another aspect.

So when the seven old men heard the news of the sudden sudden death of the fortune teller, their hearts thumped suddenly.

This often means that the fortune teller has touched a certain taboo area...

The carriage, which was still discussing heatedly before, suddenly fell into a kind of deathly silence.

Everyone's eyes widened, their lips opened and closed like stranded fish, as if they were about to say something.

But no one could say anything, except for the 'bang' sound from the wheels, there was no extra sound in the whole carriage.

They even vaguely felt that the 'clang' sound seemed to be crushed on their own bones...

However, the questions they asked the fortune-teller were just simple questions such as the identity of the priest and the motivation for his actions. Why did the fortune-teller suddenly die suddenly?

The elders couldn't figure it out, and they didn't dare to think it over.

No time to think about it...

They suddenly felt a terrifying wave like a storm coming from the roof of the car, and they all looked up.

Although the line of sight is blocked by the roof of the car, every old man present can feel that an existence that is difficult to look up to has quietly descended on their heads, imposing sanctions and punishment on them

In the next second, they saw a mass of white flames ignited on the roof of the car, melting the roof into a huge round hole with a surging momentum.

Then, a figure wearing a black tuxedo, top hat and mask jumped in, stepped on the long table in front of him, and stood among them.

"you……"

An old man opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

But just squeezed out a syllable.

However, this was enough to make the other party cast their eyes on him.

Then, a handful of pure white holy flames ignited from the old man's body out of thin air, lighting his whole body into a white torch.

His figure was completely enveloped in holy flames, like a cloud of discordant black filth in a touch of white.

But in just a breath, the unclean black filth disappeared, allowing the pure white holy flame to return to holiness.

All this is just a matter of a second.

A second later, the possibly lofty and powerful old man disappeared into the world together with the wheelchair he was sitting on.