Evening Bell Church

Walking out of the temple in a daze, Vanas felt that everything was like a dream. Looking down at her white and slender hands, she could feel that she had some special power.

This is the power of the Lord! This is the Lord’s recognition of Himself, this is the Lord’s gift to Himself.

In a daze, Su Ge silently appeared beside her, and asked with a smile: "How do you feel?"

Vanas nodded slightly and squeezed his hands: "It feels a little unreal, a little dreamy."

"The position of the Pope is not something everyone can do. Don't let the Lord down." Sugar said.

Vanas nodded vigorously and looked at Su Ge who looked relaxed: "What is your position in the new system?"

Su Ge looked ahead: "According to the Lord's instructions, I am the human being who can best understand the Lord's thoughts and ideas, so there will be a position called "Bell Holder" above the Pope."

As he spoke, Su Ge turned to look at the big bell on the temple: "It means that the person who holds the precepts and warning bell will supervise all the movements of the entire church, including your rule, to ensure that the development of the church will not deviate from the Lord. original intention.”

Hearing this, Vanas nodded and said: "Well, this position is very important. You are very suitable for this position. The Lord's thoughts are indeed not something that mortals like us can speculate on."

"Are you not dissatisfied with me still on top of you?" Su Ge asked with a smile.

Vanas shook his head slightly: "You are a benchmark and a hero, but you are not a qualified leader or ruler. You do not have the aura of a pope, and you do not have the posture to control the congregation, just like how you treat The attitudes of Elena and Mir. In your mind, since everyone is being persecuted, they should be equal to each other, regardless of priority. It's okay when there are few people, but when there are more people, problems will arise. ”

Su Ge smiled bitterly: "You really see clearly."

"I saw it before, but it was because I lost myself and didn't dare to advise you, but it's different now." Vanas said, raising his head, his proud body standing upright, high-spirited, dominating the world.

Su Ge smiled: "Then I'll leave it to you. I should also recycle my energy to do something more meaningful."

"For example?" Vanas raised her eyebrows slightly.

"For example, go outside and see this colorful world. The Pope is a cage for me. Now I leave it to you. I want to travel around the world and find some answers in my heart."

Vanas was very satisfied with Sugar's answer: "I wish you good luck."

After Vanas left, Su Ge returned to the temple.

"Then it's about Father Walter." Su Ge raised his hand, and four exquisite and clear coats of arms with different styles and colors appeared in front of him.

"The Apocalypse Storm Hunting Seal represents my four powers."

"The sickle represents the embodiment of my power of death, and means the death of the apocalypse."

"The scepter represents the manifestation of my dream power, and it means the plague of the apocalypse."

"The giant sword represents the embodiment of my wild hunting power. It means the war of the apocalypse."

"The flame represents the manifestation of my mist power. It means the desolation of the apocalypse."

"The four apostles will inherit my four completely different powers. Eventually, through their connection with me, they can even evolve into demigod-like existences."

"The person to die has been chosen, let's begin!"

After thinking about it, he ordered the knight to bring old Father Walter over.

Cathedral of the Holy Blood in Bain City.

After hearing the bell, Father Walter stood up and sat on the edge of the bed with his crutch.

After taking a sip of water, he lay down on a very simple wooden bed, covered with a worn cup and prepared to sleep.

In the past few days, he would carefully sleep for two hours every day, hoping to be called by that one.

"They have noticed me. If it doesn't work today, I will not continue to take risks." Father Walter slowly closed his eyes.

For him, sleep is a very dangerous thing, and dreaming is tantamount to suicide.

He has lived for more than ninety years, but has hardly slept since he was thirty.

It's not that I don't want to sleep, but I don't dare to sleep.

Inheriting the special abilities of the ancient gods, he became a forbidden mystical profession, the Blood Coagulant. He was appointed as one of the four guards who guarded the Holy Blood Labyrinth.

He thought that being tainted with the ancient god's power would allow him to gain a glimpse of more knowledge and make it easier to reach the source of knowledge. However, what he did not expect was that what awaited him would be endless pain and fear.

He once had a dream and paid a heavy price.

That time, when he woke up from the nightmare, one of his legs was taken away by that horrible thing.

Having escaped from the Holy Blood Maze for many years, being away from that connection allowed him to temporarily fall into a light sleep.

But this sleep cannot last long, otherwise they will come to him again.

Faintly entering the dreamland, Father Walter was wearing a shabby windbreaker and a gray jazz hat.

Although he has no left leg, he stands very stable.

Holding the rusty scythe in his hand, his whole body was tense, not feeling as relaxed as sleeping.

"There's still one hour left." Father Walter calculated the time accurately.

At this moment, a large number of dark lines suddenly appeared in the hazy dream, and then a pale, inhuman hand suddenly stretched out from the gray dream barrier, and then tore it open.

Suddenly, an indescribable terrifying monster appeared.

This monster is five meters long, and its body is pale with wrinkles like dead skin. It has six hands, no eyes, a ferocious mouth on its back and abdomen, and three human beings on the front of its head. skull.

"So fast!?" Walter tightened his grip on the sickle and became nervous.

The only way to wake up now is to die. If you don't kill this monster, it will eat your soul through dreams.

The monster was very fast. After it appeared, it was in front of Father Warren almost instantly.

Father Walter was also very fast. His body instantly turned into a gray wind, and the next second he appeared two meters away to avoid the monster's attack.

Then, he swung his sickle and hit the monster with an invisible attack.

"This monster has no blood and is simply my natural enemy." Father Walter's heart gradually sank.

The monster attacked again, but Father Walter still turned into wind to dodge, and the scythe's counterattack had no effect.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate...

Whoosh!

A spear carrying a storm suddenly descended from the sky, directly piercing the monster's body with infinite power and indescribable penetration, and pinned it firmly to the ground.

Hiss, hiss...

The pinned monster kept roaring and struggling violently, but it seemed that it was not fatally injured.

"This is..." Father Walter raised his head and looked at the sky.

As soon as he looked up, he saw seven of the same spears appearing in the sky again, falling from the sky like falling meteors.

The spear fell and instantly nailed the monster into a hedgehog.

Then the eight spears interacted with each other, and along with a violent storm, the monster was torn into pieces and died.

Riding a huge ghost wolf, a knight wearing armor and a mask descended from the sky: "Mason Walter, be full of gratitude and full of glory! Come with me and enter the Kingdom of God."

Walter's eyes, which could barely open, gradually widened. Under his wrinkled eyelids, he actually had a pair of crystal clear, blood-red eyes like gems.

"I see the hope of redemption!"

…………

In the temple, Walter was kneeling on the ground, his heart filled with shock and excitement.

Because he was finally sure that there were real gods in the world today.

He had just finished his oath and dedicated everything he had, and what he got was terrifying knowledge and a new perspective that far exceeded his imagination.

He had withstood the power of the Apocalypse Storm Hunting Seal. He felt that his corrupted soul had been reborn, and that his knowledge and thinking had entered a new realm. He had mastered new knowledge and seen the true root.

In fact, his oath with the Holy Blood Labyrinth, the mark left by the terrifying monster, and the restraint placed on him by the Sacred Science Library all disappeared under this great power.

It can be seen that his worn windbreaker has turned into a dark hooded robe.

Under the robe, a pair of eyes burning with ghostly flames had a strange and intimidating effect.

A brand new sickle appeared in his hand. This sickle was completely black, two meters long, with a blade one and a half meters long, with countless bones and ghosts carved on it.

At this moment, he has transformed into a real messenger of death.

"Now, you are one of the four Apocalypse Apostles under our Lord, Apostle Walter. You must cherish this opportunity, dedicate everything you have, spread the glory of the Lord, and do your best for the church."

Walter lay prostrated on the ground and said respectfully with a trembling voice: "Yes, my great lord. I will offer you everything I have as a servant."

Afterwards, Sugar walked out of the temple with Walter.

Feeling his current state, Walter looked at Su Ge and sighed: "Thank you for your introduction, which allowed me to get such a precious salvation."

Su Ge smiled: "Giving salvation and peace to a few poor people is one of the core concepts of our Evening Bell Church."

Walter nodded in deep agreement: "What are your plans next? If I need any help, you can always ask me."

Su Ge waved his hand: "Please help me monitor the situation in Bain City and the Northwest Province, and protect my people secretly. There are no other tasks for you yet."

Su Ge still had enough respect for this old priest.

Walter nodded and said, "That's no problem. What are your plans next?"

Su Ge looked at the mist and said: "After this Holy Grail of Souls is over, I plan to go to other places to have a look and spread the bells to farther places."

"May the light of our Lord illuminate your path forward, Your Majesty the Pope." Walter said piously.

Su Ge smiled and nodded: "Go back and have a good sleep. Your will is on the verge of collapse."