Invincible priest, out of the courtroom

Then she took the young and handsome gentleman on a tour of the monastery.

And every time he passed a statue of a goddess, whether it was in the garden, in the church, or hanging on the wall, Shudram would prostrate at the feet of the statue and kiss the ground like a devout believer.

He kissed the ground under the feet of each statue, and finally returned to the square in front of the gate.

"Mr. Sudrum, are you satisfied with our monastery?"

The nun who took him around the monastery finally asked.

And Sudrum grinned, revealing that crazy and evil smile, stretched out his hand to wrap around the nun's slender waist frivolously, and whispered in her ear:

"Of course, my sweet little lamb!"

The Undertaker: Chapter 63 63. I'll Come As I Go

When the evening bell rang through the City of Oracles, Sister Agatis rarely finished her work on the secret side early and returned to the monastery before dark.

But she couldn't see the joy and enjoyment of getting off work early at all on her face, instead she looked worried.

The situation seems to have calmed down, and more than [-] 'Sweet Lamb' cult members have been arrested and killed, and three of them were solved by her cooperation with the Superman of the Administration Bureau today.

The few remaining remnants, including the evil god's favored Sudram, are fleeing in all directions, being pursued by the Secret Cult and the Management Bureau with all their strength. The evil god's favored person who has done a lot of evil is put to death.

The situation was obviously good, but Agartes' inspiration always brought her an indescribable uneasiness, and she needed to pray under the statue of Anastasia to calm her mind.

"Wow! It's so lively in the monastery today, it's dusk, and there are so many people?"

The little nun beside her, who was the driver, couldn't help but sigh with emotion as she looked at the square in front of the gate where people were still coming and going.

The afterglow of the setting sun coated the whole square with a gorgeous layer of gold. You can see the nuns and tourists still talking, playing, and even dating. Everyone is carefree and relaxed, just like a casual meal It's fun.

"Maybe it was the bad weather a while ago that made everyone hold back for too long."

Akatis said casually, and then walked towards the statue of Anastasia on the square with the big book Rorschach gave her in her arms.

She was too busy to study this book, so she kept it with her all the time, seized the fragmented time like riding a car, and turned a few pages.

Maybe it was affected by the relaxed atmosphere of other people around, Agartis felt that the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart were also swept away, leaving those troubles and worries behind, and his body became much lighter.

She walked briskly towards the statue, and passed a familiar young nun.

That was the child Agartes brought up from the orphanage, like most of the nuns here.

But she was busy talking to the believers in front of her as if she hadn't seen Akatis:

"Feel the grace of Shanibutasha~"

"Feel the grace of Shanibutasha~"

"Feel the grace of Shanibutasha~"

She kept repeating this sentence, as if she was babbling, or like a lamb in the sheepfold, only bleating 'baa baa baa'.

Akatis was slightly stunned, stopped, and looked up at the statue that was already close at hand.

The statue is still so holy and beautiful, clean and untainted.

It's just a little flickering, like a bad signal, blurring and flickering.

Agartis's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly gathered his inspiration.

When she looked up at the statue again, she had completely changed.

She was still beautiful, but replaced with that kind of evil and coquettish beauty.

A pair of goat-like horns grew on her head, and the strict conservative nun's clothing on her body was replaced by a translucent black robe, like a layer of black mist that was looming, hanging casually on her body, Can't even cover key parts.

The bigger change is that she has four faces, front, back, left, and right. No matter which direction she looks at, she is showing a charming body and a charming smile, looking down from the corner of her eyes. Look up to your own lamb.

This was no longer Anastasia's idol.

In Akatis' memory, there was only one image of a god, who would be described as this four-faced alluring woman.

The world dare not call him by name, only dare to call him 'enjoying the tears of the lamb to be slaughtered'

Akatis quickly mobilized all the holy power of faith in his body, and his blue-gray eyes instantly turned bright blood red.

She turned her head and said in a deep voice to the driver nun who was following behind her:

"Pastor Rorschach..."

Then, with all her strength, she pushed hard.

The driver, the nun, was pushed far away by her, shook her head, quickly got up from the ground, and then ran towards the direction of Avia church without looking back.

Akatis watched her run away, and then felt a sharp pain in the back of her head.

Her long brown hair was roughly pulled, and an angry question came from her ear:

"How dare you let my little lamb go, you old and humble cow?"

"Then, next you will witness me bringing the lambs to the dining table one by one, then crawling on the ground, wiping their blood and debris clean."

Sudrum said viciously, and threw away Agartis casually, kicked her aside, and bent down to pick up the book that fell out of her arms.

"Vulgar and ignorant, only the savages in the alienated land of the North will look at this kind of thing."

After a brief comment, he threw the book into the sewer next to it.

Akatis could only lie limply on the ground, watching this scene helplessly.

She recognized the person in front of her, who was Sudrum, the favored of the evil god who was hunted down by the secret sect and the Administration.

Why is he here?

Who is the esoteric sect chasing after?

Although his body was already unable to move, Agartis's mind was still awake.

She found nearly a thousand people gathered in the monastery.

They were all still alive, but they couldn't control their actions. They could only perform some simple actions, repeating a certain sentence in their mouths, or muttering ravings that they couldn't understand.

Just like a lamb in captivity, it will only walk carefree and carelessly, making repeated sounds from its mouth.

Maybe they, like themselves, are still awake.

But at this time, staying awake can make people feel even more terrifying and hopeless...

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

When Rorschach finished his business today and returned to the church gate, it was already dark. Nota and the little milk cat ran to greet him, but his eyes kept staring into the distance.

Then I saw a young and lovely little nun rushing over and grabbing my arm.

"Pastor Rorschach, our monastery..."

The little nun was talking, but was interrupted by Rorschach waving her hand, and rushed to ask:

"Where are you from?"

The little nun nodded quickly.

Then I saw the longing Priest Rorschach reaching out and scratching the top of his head.

Like looking for the tentacles of an anglerfish.

Then, he boldly and actively put his arms around his waist, turned himself upside down, and knocked on the ground three times.

It seems to want to see if any parts will fall out.

"Ai yo ai yo!"

The little nun cried out in pain.

After confirming that the ingredients were all right, Luo Xia let her go.

"Okay, you can continue talking."

"Ugh..."

The little nun covered her head with her hands, and sat on the ground in a duck posture, revealing the black stockings secretly worn by the nun's clothes, but explained the situation in a concise and concise manner.

Even in the state of being anxious and dizzy, after all, she has dealt with many incidents with Akatis, and she still has this quality.

"I beg you, Pastor Rorschach, save Mother Agartis!"

"I understand."

Rorschach nodded, then turned back to Nota and said:

"You take her and the little milk cat to stay in the church, don't move around."

"I'll come when I go."

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The Undertaker: Chapter 65 64. Need to use a more powerful magic technique (3K chapters)

Before leaving, Luo Xia went back to his room, changed his clothes, and put on the Holy Flame Mask, then jumped out of the window and over the wall, came to the street, climbed up to the roof of Aunt Mary's house with hands and feet, and looked at it from a distance. direction of the monastery.

The monastery was still brightly lit in the night, covered by the photo frame drawn by Rorschach's hands.

"There's still life left?"

Rorschach vaguely saw people still active in the monastery square.

"No, it can't be like this, it's not safe enough."

He shook his head and put his hands down.

"With such a long distance, he may not be able to kill him."

"This guy dared to deliver it to the door by himself. He must have two brushes. I'd better go there myself."

After that, he jumped up and down on other people's roofs, walked the shortest straight-line distance, and soon came to the monastery square, and saw the secretly replaced statue for the first time.

At the same time, he could also feel that the statue was looking at him from the corner of his eyes.

"It can't be called a Tiger tank, it can only be called an Apocalypse tank."

Rorschach made a very subjective comment, and then saw Sister Agatis near the statue.

She was kneeling on the ground, wiping the square with her nun's attire, making herself filthy, like a humble servant, and there were still two wet tears on her beautiful face. I see the poignant beauty.

Sister Agadis also noticed this new visitor who was dressed as a gentleman but wore a strange mask.

Reverend Rorschach?

Although wearing a mask, she still recognized it.

Because there is obviously no power fluctuation in this person, but he can give people that extraordinarily reassuring and reliable feeling.

She had only seen such a contradiction in Luo Xia.

He really came, and went deep into danger for an irrelevant sect...

Akatis was very moved.

But more, it is sadness and despair.