Unbeatable Evil King
Chapter 7139
In the bell and Drum Tower of the church, on the second floor, the priest lit the only old oil lamp. The weak light was emitted from the wick, which finally gave some light to the floor full of darkness.
In the room, the smell of old books pervaded all around.
The second floor of the bell and Drum Tower is like a gloomy study. On the four walls, except for the wall with windows, there are all two meter high bookshelves, which are densely packed and neatly placed with cowhide books. It seems that they are all old books with a lot of history. The wooden floor of the room also has a "quack" sound, which proves that there is a long history here.
There is also a black wood desk in the study. There are several unknown books, a penholder and a small photo frame on the desk.
The priest went to the desk and picked up the picture frame, which contained a black-and-white picture with a long history. In the picture, there was a serious middle-aged man dressed in European aristocratic clothes. The man held a smiling little girl in his right hand. It was just when Edward Jennie, the minister's counterpart, was younger.
The pastor's eyes looked at the middle-aged man, slowly fell into a deep, smile said: "old friend, you really said that ah, your daughter, really turned into a, very powerful monster."
Twenty years back, the priest had not officially become the ninth head of the Freemasonry, and even at that time, the priest had no idea of the existence of the Freemasonry. At that time, the pastor was just a faithful Christian in a small town in the United States. He stayed in his small church all day, listening to the people in the small town come to confess their sins to Jesus every day.
This is really a town full of crime. Many people here seem to have done all kinds of bad things. Every once in a while, they would come to the church to find the priest to repent. Each time, they cried bitterly and deeply remorse themselves. However, after the event, they would still live as usual, as always Crime.
Instead of God's duty, the priest enlightens these human suffering hearts day and night. In this long process, the pastor increasingly found that the purpose of all people coming to the church is just to express the pain in their hearts. There are very few people who really repent and want to repent. The church has gradually become a place for these residents to vent their feelings, or even become these hiding places A haven for all the bad things.
In their normal life as human beings, they are doing hidden and evil activities.
The woman SnO, who was cheating on her husband's back, was enjoying the pleasure of sexual desire in making love with different men, but she was suffering from moral torment in her heart. Every time she cried, she explained to the priest with a moral shackle. When she came out of the church after crying bitterly, she seemed to be rejuvenated and promised that she would never do such a thing again. But soon, she came again, with the same moral shackles
Will, the Sheriff of the town, killed another man again. When he came last time, will seemed to have killed a prisoner with his bare hands because of his sudden rage when interrogating a prisoner. Will also had a deep remorse for himself. He once needed to go to the church to find the priest to repent. The spirit that haunted him all night made him unable to sleep well and filled his heart with fear. He really just killed those prisoners by mistake. He regretted that he was afraid and cried like an innocent child. But a few days later, the sheriff, who was seriously attacked by violence, came again
The priest has seen so many things like this. Human beings are always pretending to repent. No one is really getting better. The devil's soul is eroding everyone's body, which is deep into the bone marrow. The church has become the only place where they are upset about their dark nature. Even here, it is like a paradise for these demons. They bear all kinds of sins outside. As long as they get here, they can get rid of everything. When they return to the world again, they can become demons again as "good people".
The repeated crimes made the priest helpless and even numb. The priest began to doubt whether his work had any value in existence. The meaning of their own, is it just to let these evil human beings, more comfortable to hurt others?
Slowly, the priest began to get tired of all this. No, the priest felt that he could not go on like this. As an angel of God, he should not just sit here and help those demons remove the psychological shadow. It's just hurting people and themselves. He needs to get out. He needs to get rid of the demons.
But the priest found that he seemed to have lost the courage to walk out of the church. In the drowning of a pile of sins, he seemed to have become the greatest devil who could never be destroyed. Those people all dirty heart, seems to be because of their own existence, and slowly breeding, more and more spread.
Facing the statue of Christ, the priest found that he even needed to repent. That night, outside the church, he cried more than everyone, even to vomit. He seemed to be spitting his soul out of his mouth. Until that man showed up - Edward Rosen, one of the most powerful vampires in the world.
The priest had thought that the man was just a hypocritical human being, and a devil who wanted to release his shackles and repeat his mistakes.
But what the priest didn't expect was that the crime in the man's mouth was more exaggerated than anyone else's.He said he was a vampire? He said he killed more than six girls every day? He said he would feed his children with their blood? Yes, he had a child, a child he had with a human woman. The child inherited his blood of a vampire and ate only the blood of girls his age. His child did not really kill people, but the child's desire for blood is increasing. If he does not get the girl's blood, his child will be very miserable, suffering to death. Edward Rosen forced himself to kill more little girls.
To kill more innocent and beautiful little girls of the same age as his children.
Edward Rosen's heart had already collapsed, and finally he could not bear to walk into the church, even if he was a vampire.
"How long has it been like this?" Asked the minister, with his gloomy face.
"For more than 30 years, I don't know why. She is always growing very slowly, time seems to be stagnating on her body, and she needs at least five girls' blood every day to stop the pain in her body. When she came, I thought she was my angel, the angel sent by heaven to save me, but she was a devil who pulled me to a deeper hell. But I can't get rid of her, she is my child, she is my child Edward Rosen, wailing in agony, his face full of twisted tears. The priest had never seen a man more miserable than him.
"How many little girls have you killed every day for more than 30 years?" minister.
"Yes! yes! yes! I killed it. I killed it all! It has nothing to do with my children! She just She just I'm so hungry. She is a vampire's child, only blood can let her grow up slowly, only blood can let her live. Maybe, maybe as long as she eats more blood, when she grows up, she will be more sensible, she will have changes, and she will be so dependent on the girl's blood. At least Don't be the blood of a little girl. Every day I watch those little girls as big as my daughter die in front of me. I'm quick I can't stand it... "
"Puchi"
Edward Rosen was surprised to see his stomach. A delicate fruit knife was inserted on it, and the blood of vampires kept flowing from the edge of the knife.
He slowly raised his head, looked at the priest, and asked in a daze: "I really am Unforgivable? Even a priest needs to Kill me
"I can't forgive you!" The priest, with a gloomy face, suppressed great anger and panic, thrust the knife into Edward Rosen's stomach, pulled out the bloody knife, and continued to insert it into Edward Rosen's stomach, again, again, again, again
"I can't forgive you!"
"I can't forgive you!"
"Is that how the priest treats people who come to church to repent?" Edward Rosen did not seem to be affected by the knife. He did not even utter the scream that he deserved. On the contrary, his own crying stopped, and he just watched the priest "kill" himself again and again.
"Absolutely Can't forgive! Never let you Get out of the church again! You are such a devil. You can't let you go back
The knife kept poking back and forth in Edward Rosen's stomach, and the flow of blood was inexplicably making the priest feel a kind of pleasure, as if his own sin was gradually diminishing in this stab.
"I am such a devil, really should not exist in this world. But what to do? You, kill, no, die, i
The priest slowly raised his head in horror.
Edward Rosen's face, which was mixed with tears and blood, actually showed that strange and terrible smile to himself.
"How about it? It's a feeling of stabbing a knife into a person's body, watching other people's blood flow because of themselves, and watching other people's lives in their own hands... "
"It's cool, isn't it..." Outside the window, thunder and rain, lightning and thunder flashed through Edward Rosen's face. The priest suddenly realized that he was standing in front of him, a real devil, a real vampire.
"Ah..." The priest retreated in terror and fell to the ground.
Edward Rosen stood up. His grief was no longer there. He just grinned strangely and horribly. He took out a book from his arms and threw it to the priest's side. He said, "thank you very much. The pastor has finally found someone to say something that has been hidden in his heart for a long time. I really feel that his sin has to be reduced a lot. In return for this book, I believe no one is more suitable for it than you
The priest looked at the book, which had two gilded words: the Bible.
"I have to go back to the priest. After all, my daughter has not eaten today."
"No way!" Suddenly, the priest reacted in horror and yelled at Edward Rosen, "you can't leave here! You can't go! I can't let you go The pastor looked at Edward Rosen. There was no blood on his stomach. The wounds that had been stabbed by knives had formed small scars?
"Maybe, maybe one day, my daughter needs you to save. The priest... " Edward Rosen said with a smile, and in a twinkling of an eye he had somehow disappeared from the minister's vision.The priest stood up and ran after Edward Rosen where he had disappeared, but he could not be seen again. Outside the church, it was still raining heavily, and the whole church was in a daze, even the statue of Jesus was extremely dark.
The priest saw that only two words in the book were shining.
"Saint After... "
At the moment, the pastor, with a gloomy face, put down the pictures of Edward Rosen and Edward Jennie in his hand and said slowly, "it's a pity that I didn't kill you in the end. But old friend, thank you for sending the Bible to me. At least I have the power to get rid of demons
"As for your daughter, Edward Jennie. I will save it for you. "
In the room, the smell of old books pervaded all around.
The second floor of the bell and Drum Tower is like a gloomy study. On the four walls, except for the wall with windows, there are all two meter high bookshelves, which are densely packed and neatly placed with cowhide books. It seems that they are all old books with a lot of history. The wooden floor of the room also has a "quack" sound, which proves that there is a long history here.
There is also a black wood desk in the study. There are several unknown books, a penholder and a small photo frame on the desk.
The priest went to the desk and picked up the picture frame, which contained a black-and-white picture with a long history. In the picture, there was a serious middle-aged man dressed in European aristocratic clothes. The man held a smiling little girl in his right hand. It was just when Edward Jennie, the minister's counterpart, was younger.
The pastor's eyes looked at the middle-aged man, slowly fell into a deep, smile said: "old friend, you really said that ah, your daughter, really turned into a, very powerful monster."
Twenty years back, the priest had not officially become the ninth head of the Freemasonry, and even at that time, the priest had no idea of the existence of the Freemasonry. At that time, the pastor was just a faithful Christian in a small town in the United States. He stayed in his small church all day, listening to the people in the small town come to confess their sins to Jesus every day.
This is really a town full of crime. Many people here seem to have done all kinds of bad things. Every once in a while, they would come to the church to find the priest to repent. Each time, they cried bitterly and deeply remorse themselves. However, after the event, they would still live as usual, as always Crime.
Instead of God's duty, the priest enlightens these human suffering hearts day and night. In this long process, the pastor increasingly found that the purpose of all people coming to the church is just to express the pain in their hearts. There are very few people who really repent and want to repent. The church has gradually become a place for these residents to vent their feelings, or even become these hiding places A haven for all the bad things.
In their normal life as human beings, they are doing hidden and evil activities.
The woman SnO, who was cheating on her husband's back, was enjoying the pleasure of sexual desire in making love with different men, but she was suffering from moral torment in her heart. Every time she cried, she explained to the priest with a moral shackle. When she came out of the church after crying bitterly, she seemed to be rejuvenated and promised that she would never do such a thing again. But soon, she came again, with the same moral shackles
Will, the Sheriff of the town, killed another man again. When he came last time, will seemed to have killed a prisoner with his bare hands because of his sudden rage when interrogating a prisoner. Will also had a deep remorse for himself. He once needed to go to the church to find the priest to repent. The spirit that haunted him all night made him unable to sleep well and filled his heart with fear. He really just killed those prisoners by mistake. He regretted that he was afraid and cried like an innocent child. But a few days later, the sheriff, who was seriously attacked by violence, came again
The priest has seen so many things like this. Human beings are always pretending to repent. No one is really getting better. The devil's soul is eroding everyone's body, which is deep into the bone marrow. The church has become the only place where they are upset about their dark nature. Even here, it is like a paradise for these demons. They bear all kinds of sins outside. As long as they get here, they can get rid of everything. When they return to the world again, they can become demons again as "good people".
The repeated crimes made the priest helpless and even numb. The priest began to doubt whether his work had any value in existence. The meaning of their own, is it just to let these evil human beings, more comfortable to hurt others?
Slowly, the priest began to get tired of all this. No, the priest felt that he could not go on like this. As an angel of God, he should not just sit here and help those demons remove the psychological shadow. It's just hurting people and themselves. He needs to get out. He needs to get rid of the demons.
But the priest found that he seemed to have lost the courage to walk out of the church. In the drowning of a pile of sins, he seemed to have become the greatest devil who could never be destroyed. Those people all dirty heart, seems to be because of their own existence, and slowly breeding, more and more spread.
Facing the statue of Christ, the priest found that he even needed to repent. That night, outside the church, he cried more than everyone, even to vomit. He seemed to be spitting his soul out of his mouth. Until that man showed up - Edward Rosen, one of the most powerful vampires in the world.
The priest had thought that the man was just a hypocritical human being, and a devil who wanted to release his shackles and repeat his mistakes.
But what the priest didn't expect was that the crime in the man's mouth was more exaggerated than anyone else's.He said he was a vampire? He said he killed more than six girls every day? He said he would feed his children with their blood? Yes, he had a child, a child he had with a human woman. The child inherited his blood of a vampire and ate only the blood of girls his age. His child did not really kill people, but the child's desire for blood is increasing. If he does not get the girl's blood, his child will be very miserable, suffering to death. Edward Rosen forced himself to kill more little girls.
To kill more innocent and beautiful little girls of the same age as his children.
Edward Rosen's heart had already collapsed, and finally he could not bear to walk into the church, even if he was a vampire.
"How long has it been like this?" Asked the minister, with his gloomy face.
"For more than 30 years, I don't know why. She is always growing very slowly, time seems to be stagnating on her body, and she needs at least five girls' blood every day to stop the pain in her body. When she came, I thought she was my angel, the angel sent by heaven to save me, but she was a devil who pulled me to a deeper hell. But I can't get rid of her, she is my child, she is my child Edward Rosen, wailing in agony, his face full of twisted tears. The priest had never seen a man more miserable than him.
"How many little girls have you killed every day for more than 30 years?" minister.
"Yes! yes! yes! I killed it. I killed it all! It has nothing to do with my children! She just She just I'm so hungry. She is a vampire's child, only blood can let her grow up slowly, only blood can let her live. Maybe, maybe as long as she eats more blood, when she grows up, she will be more sensible, she will have changes, and she will be so dependent on the girl's blood. At least Don't be the blood of a little girl. Every day I watch those little girls as big as my daughter die in front of me. I'm quick I can't stand it... "
"Puchi"
Edward Rosen was surprised to see his stomach. A delicate fruit knife was inserted on it, and the blood of vampires kept flowing from the edge of the knife.
He slowly raised his head, looked at the priest, and asked in a daze: "I really am Unforgivable? Even a priest needs to Kill me
"I can't forgive you!" The priest, with a gloomy face, suppressed great anger and panic, thrust the knife into Edward Rosen's stomach, pulled out the bloody knife, and continued to insert it into Edward Rosen's stomach, again, again, again, again
"I can't forgive you!"
"I can't forgive you!"
"Is that how the priest treats people who come to church to repent?" Edward Rosen did not seem to be affected by the knife. He did not even utter the scream that he deserved. On the contrary, his own crying stopped, and he just watched the priest "kill" himself again and again.
"Absolutely Can't forgive! Never let you Get out of the church again! You are such a devil. You can't let you go back
The knife kept poking back and forth in Edward Rosen's stomach, and the flow of blood was inexplicably making the priest feel a kind of pleasure, as if his own sin was gradually diminishing in this stab.
"I am such a devil, really should not exist in this world. But what to do? You, kill, no, die, i
The priest slowly raised his head in horror.
Edward Rosen's face, which was mixed with tears and blood, actually showed that strange and terrible smile to himself.
"How about it? It's a feeling of stabbing a knife into a person's body, watching other people's blood flow because of themselves, and watching other people's lives in their own hands... "
"It's cool, isn't it..." Outside the window, thunder and rain, lightning and thunder flashed through Edward Rosen's face. The priest suddenly realized that he was standing in front of him, a real devil, a real vampire.
"Ah..." The priest retreated in terror and fell to the ground.
Edward Rosen stood up. His grief was no longer there. He just grinned strangely and horribly. He took out a book from his arms and threw it to the priest's side. He said, "thank you very much. The pastor has finally found someone to say something that has been hidden in his heart for a long time. I really feel that his sin has to be reduced a lot. In return for this book, I believe no one is more suitable for it than you
The priest looked at the book, which had two gilded words: the Bible.
"I have to go back to the priest. After all, my daughter has not eaten today."
"No way!" Suddenly, the priest reacted in horror and yelled at Edward Rosen, "you can't leave here! You can't go! I can't let you go The pastor looked at Edward Rosen. There was no blood on his stomach. The wounds that had been stabbed by knives had formed small scars?
"Maybe, maybe one day, my daughter needs you to save. The priest... " Edward Rosen said with a smile, and in a twinkling of an eye he had somehow disappeared from the minister's vision.The priest stood up and ran after Edward Rosen where he had disappeared, but he could not be seen again. Outside the church, it was still raining heavily, and the whole church was in a daze, even the statue of Jesus was extremely dark.
The priest saw that only two words in the book were shining.
"Saint After... "
At the moment, the pastor, with a gloomy face, put down the pictures of Edward Rosen and Edward Jennie in his hand and said slowly, "it's a pity that I didn't kill you in the end. But old friend, thank you for sending the Bible to me. At least I have the power to get rid of demons
"As for your daughter, Edward Jennie. I will save it for you. "
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