Chapter 22 Tonight, Hunting the Church
The solemn Red Apple Church.
On the outer wall of the minaret building at night, the side face of the angel relief overlaps with the purple moon, revealing a coquettish light.
A burst of footsteps came from the end of the street.
Two heavily armored guards with red apple logos printed on their chests took the lead and marched towards the church holding torches.
Behind them followed a long queue of dozens of church guards.
Some guards still held dog leashes in their hands, and rotten hounds wrapped in red cloth followed the team obediently.
When they arrived at the church, a long line of people filed in and entered through the gate in an orderly manner, leaving only two guards at the door.
Church interior.
Prayer room.
A young woman collapsed to the ground disheveled, with a deep scratch on her throat and blood splattered all over the floor.
Apparently she had been dead for a long time.
Stulton's fat figure in monk's robes stood not far from the body.
He was holding a beautiful short knife, with blood dripping from the shiny blade.
"Sir Qiangwei, why haven't you responded yet..."
Stulton wiped the sweat with a handkerchief with his other hand, and stared at a gold goblet on the prayer table with his small eyes.
The cup was filled with blood, and ripples rippled out from time to time.
After a long time.
An old voice came from the goblet:
"Stulton, this is the third time you have called me... I hope you can give me a reason to convince me."
"Your Majesty Bishop!"
The fat monk was overjoyed, and he quickly moved closer to the goblet.
"When will you leave for Emerald Town? The extraordinary being who destroyed the Apple Orchard Prison is most likely hiding here now...
As long as you are here, that guy will never run away! ”
The blood in the cup was silent for a while. Just when Stulton was a little confused, the old voice came again:
"Will reminded me before. Now it seems that the sinner is probably an extraordinary person from the 'History and Ritual Society'. He sneaked into the prison disguised as a sacrifice, and finally launched an attack and killed our Father Carter..."
"Their purpose is very clear, it is the pot of sunflower [trick]...
The church's top leaders have simply speculated that it is most likely the remains of the saint who caused the collapse of the King's City of Tourmaline more than ten years ago. ”
"If it weren't for the dual pressure from the Church of the Sun and the shelter, Lord Rafa wouldn't have secretly transferred it to a fringe town like Emerald Town...
But how on earth did those hateful rat people know the news...? ”
There was extreme anger suppressed in the old voice, and Stulton wiped his sweat frequently.
He wanted to remind him but he didn't dare to remind the bishop. He didn't want to know these inside stories at all.
"Is there a traitor in the church?"
Stulton asked in a low voice.
The blood in the cup stagnated.
"You are such a pig-brained person, Stolton! Who dares to betray those who believe in Rose!?"
The old voice cursed, and then seemed to suppress its anger and became gradually calmer.
"Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you...
You only need to know one thing now: sinners cannot escape, and the church will surely turn them into fertilizer in the garden. ”
"After Carter's death, the church's extraordinary combat power in Emerald Town is vacant. You don't need to worry about him for the time being...
No matter where he fled, he would eventually rejoin his accomplices with the stolen goods. ”
"Now the church has locked down the people behind this operation, so that I can't get away for the time being... but their death is coming soon."
"You should be quiet for a while. There is no need to call me again if there is nothing important."
The old voice faded, and the blood in the golden goblet became calm.
After listening to the bishop's words, Stolton not only did not feel relieved, but became even more restless.
After the priest's death, he had been in a state of extreme insecurity.
"I will stay in the church during this period and not go out..."
He took a deep breath and turned around to leave.
Suddenly, he saw a big black mouse on the ground, looking up at him.
"Rat...?"
Stulton was stunned.
The big black mouse squeaked and ran away in the blink of an eye.
The fat monk watched the mouse escape, feeling increasingly uneasy.
"How could there be a mouse suddenly..."
He had heard about some strange and extraordinary abilities in the mysterious realm, and just in case, he hurriedly followed the direction in which the mouse left.
But when he walked out of the prayer room and went to the yard outside, he suddenly saw the corpses of the guards scattered on the ground.
Without exception, their necks were twisted 180 degrees, and there were many small bite marks on their bodies.
The flesh and blood were bloody and extremely tragic.
"!!"
Stulton was startled and took a few steps back, trembling all over.
"Come... come! That guy is really coming to kill me!"
Why didn't you hear any movement? This is all happening inside the church!
Stulton immediately ran back to the prayer room and picked up the golden goblet and a crossbow hidden under the prayer table.
Then he returned to the courtyard and ran towards the back door of the church.
He pushed open the iron gate of the courtyard and suddenly heard a shrill barking of a dog.
Immediately afterwards, the broken body of a rotten hound was thrown to his feet.
It was breathing heavily and was about to die.
When he looked up, he saw a man hidden in a cloak snatching the dagger from a church guard and stabbing him through the body.
The guard screamed and sprayed out blinding blood.
thump!
The body fell down and the brimmed hat rolled to the side.
Immediately afterwards, Stulton saw several big black mice surrounding the cloaked man. One of them, a familiar mouse, jumped into his palm and squeaked.
It was like whispering to him.
The scene was very strange, and Stulton felt creepy all over.
Is this man the sinner who killed the priest and stole the [Trick]...
After hearing the little mouse's report, Chen Lun burst into laughter.
It turned out that Will's random nonsense was reported to the Red Apple Church.
It’s no wonder that they were misunderstood. The group of extraordinary people from the History and Ceremony Association who followed the [Earth Faction] path really liked to steal things, especially things from other people’s graves.
However, what Chen Lun didn't know was that it was precisely because the History and Ceremony Association had recently dug up the grave of a certain senior member of the Red Apple Church that they were convinced of this inference.
Chen Lun bent down and let the mouse go, then turned to look at Stolton.
The latter suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
"Heresy! Die!"
A roaring roar rang in my ears.
Two heavily armored guards strode from behind Chen Lun and smashed their spears at his head.
Snap!
Chen Lun turned around and raised his hands, grabbing the handle of the spear under the spearhead.
The powerful and heavy swing suddenly stopped.
The two heavily armored guards were slightly startled. They discovered that the exposed palms of the cloaked man in front of them were covered with dark golden scales.
His eyes shifted slightly, and he saw a pair of vertical pupils like poisonous snakes under the hood of the cloak.
"Death!"
The two of them only heard one plain word.
The next second.
Bang! ! Bang! !
The surging force was accompanied by severe pain, and the two heavily armored guards flew backwards.
Boom!
The heavy body hit the ground, and the stone road was full of cracks.
Many bricks shattered into rubble and flew everywhere.
The heavily armored guard's breastplate seemed to have been hit by a sledgehammer, creating a large crater. The body hidden inside might not be spared either.
Under their fully enclosed helmets, bright red blood slowly poured out. (End of chapter)