The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 591 Prayer
The holy light on St. Louis' body became even brighter. There was still a holy look in his eyes, but his expression couldn't hide his excitement and pride.

"The most powerful paladin ever in the Holy See, the hero from the ancient East, the guardian of the Holy Roman Empire... Li Chang'an!" St. Louis read out a series of titles of Li Chang'an mockingly: "So what now, under the Lord's In front of Guanghui, he was knocked down like a bug."

Li Changan coughed, the strength in his whole body was rapidly disappearing, the blood from the body completely pierced by the spear of Longinus could no longer stop.

It seems that the god of death is beckoning to him, and the outcome has been decided.

St. Louis did not relax, he reached out to hold the Bible on his chest, and the holy light on his body was as bright as the sun at noon.

The two completely contradictory auras of holiness and killing intent perfectly blended together on him.

He walked up to Li Changan, smiled and said, "Now, the great Li Changan, Dongfang Lucifer, do you have any last words?"

With a bah sound, Li Changan spat out a mouthful of blood clots, and showed a contemptuous look at him: "Hurry up, don't play this kind of trick to insult me, come on, hurry up, as long as you don't read the prayer that makes me sick ..."

Excitement appeared in St.Louis' eyes: "By the way, I remembered that you hate prayers the most. When I was a knight apprentice under you, I remember you hated that. But, since it is the Lord For a devil and a sinner like you, I also want to pray for you."

He laughed triumphantly, and Li Changan showed undisguised disgust.

But St. Louis seemed to want to play with him and insult him, so the bible was held up, the cross was lowered, and the ruby ​​​​ring gleamed brightly.

He started to pray with the most pious language and the most professional ceremony.

"Our Father in heaven! hallowed be your name, your kingdom come, your will be done on earth..."

snort!Li Changan frowned, as if he was enduring endless pain, the broken spear and blood on his chest gave off a faint light.

St. Louis was even more excited, and continued to pray: "It's like in heaven! Please give us our daily bread today, and forgive us our sin debts, just as we also forgive those who offend us. Don't let us Fall into temptation, but deliver us from evil..."

He read the whole prayer like a cat playing with a mouse.

Absolutely pious rituals, which St. Louis knows how to do.

But what he didn't realize was that as he prayed, the spear of Longinus on Li Changan's chest also changed. On the black broken spear, the dark red scars began to disappear during the prayer, piercing Li Changan's back. On the tip of the spear, an indescribable drop of blood was forming.

The blood from God, after endless years, was awakened by this prayer, and then flowed down Li Changan's back, entered his body, entered his heart, and mixed with his mysterious blood.

"Hehe..." Li Changan raised his head, the spear of Longinus on his chest slowly disappeared and turned into a drop of dust.

He straightened up suddenly, a dazzling white light emanating from his chest.

In the white light, the penetrating wound healed easily, even his lost blood seemed to be replenished, and Li Changan's complexion had never been so good.

He smiled at the stunned St. Louis: "Thank you..."

This, this... St. Louis stepped back a few steps, and suddenly threw himself on the ground, touching the dust that Longinus' gun had turned into on the ground.

Li Changan was refreshed at this moment, and the white light finally gathered on the back of his left hand, turning into a golden cross, as if it appeared on the palm of nowhere, but it was so sacred.

Li Changan raised his left hand and looked at it: "Well, it's pretty good, even more beautiful than tattoos."

He took out the cigarillo from his arms, stretched out his fingers arrogantly and flicked it, and a flame that was countless times more sacred than the one that St. Louis had cast just now appeared.The man lit the cigarillo with the sacred fire, and again arrogantly spit out a few smoke rings: "Hey, Saint Louis, don't lie on the ground like an idiot, I have absorbed the blood on the gun of Longinus Well, what you touched was just a pile of dust."

St. Louis stood up in shock, looked at the golden cross in his left hand, and let out a scream that resounded throughout the ship: "No! This is impossible! Lord, how did the Lord give you the most powerful power? "

Li Chang'an stretched out his leg and hit St. Louis's lower abdomen. The holy light on his feet made St. Louis tremble all over from the kick.

"Why?" Li Chang'an laughed while puffing out smoke rings, "Because I dedicated myself to that Lord. I took the spear of Longinus with my heart. In the teachings of the Holy See, this is called self-sacrifice."

He looked at St. Louis mockingly: "Of course, in order to complete the holy blessing of the gun of Longinus, I have to go through a complicated ceremony. Pray, so that the conditions set by that God can be activated, and His holy blood can become my strength."

Saint-Louis wanted to kill his head now. It turned out that the bastard was just pretending. He deliberately induced himself to pray to him and completed the whole ceremony.

Li Changan flicked the soot and stretched his waist: "Don't be too sad, after all, only me and Xiaomai know the secret of the Gun of Longinus. It is the greatest secret of the Holy Roman Empire."

He walked towards St. Louis, St. Louis let out a roar, and the hand of God appeared again, exhausted his last holy power, and hit Li Changan hard on the chest.

With a bang, all the power of the Hand of God bounced back, and all the lethality bounced back to St. Louis's body. His whole body was broken, and the holy light on his body became darker and darker like the last burning candle. .

"This, this..." St. Louis looked at Li Changan in disbelief: "What kind of power is this?"

Li Changan flicked a bit of soot off his shirt boredly: "You seem to have forgotten that when you throw a fist at the Holy Lord, what is the result? That fist will be thrown at yourself."

St.Louis was terrified. Of course he knew that if he swung his sword at the holy Lord, the sword would fall on his body... If he swung the knife at the holy Lord, the sword would fall on his hand...

"But, but you are not the lord, you are not the lord..." St. Louis lingered, spitting blood.

Li Changan smiled: "That's right, there is only one Lord, and I can't replace him, but obviously, he gave me the divine light. It's a pity this time, the Lord is on my side."

Stretching out his hand and pressing it on the top of St. Louis' head, Li Changan's face turned cold: "Now, let me ask you one last question, do you have any last words?"

St. Louis's eyes were blank, and he raised his hand tremblingly, and then dropped it again.

"May the Lord forgive me, forgive me..."

On top of the tanker, a light as bright as the sun flashed and then disappeared.

The black vines receded, and the tanker sank slowly.

When the whole ship sank, Li Changan leisurely emerged from the water. The sea water avoided to the left and right. He stepped into the void and walked into the ground.

(End of this chapter)