Chapter 56 56: Look, it’s the Holy Light
Tu tu tu tu tu!
The continuous gunshots and screams outside made Brand alert.
Although the whole of New York was relatively chaotic these days, and he was even accustomed to the sound of gunfire from time to time, this gunshot was too close, and it was a rifle.
Believers in the church also had some commotion, and some were curious about what was happening outside.
But before they could take action, a bloody man was thrown in from the outside and fell to the ground with a thud, dragging a trail of blood.
Of course there was no shortage of screams in this scene, not to mention that people saw clearly that this was actually a headless corpse. The clothes on the body were in tatters along with the flesh and blood, as if it had been chewed by something.
The crowd in the church fell into fear and subconsciously moved back.
Brand hugged the holy relic in his arms tightly and calmed the believers in a loud voice: "Don't panic, go to the garden one by one. God and angels will protect us."
Believers Their emotions calmed down a little, but the screams that kept coming from the gate were constantly impacting their psychological defenses.
"Brand, is this?" The bishop ran out after receiving the news of the commotion, pointed at the body, and asked barely maintaining his composure.
"Maybe it's the fake one, maybe he came here to steal the angel's severed arm." Brand expressed his guess.
At this time, a group of people desperately escaped from the gate into the church.
Brand stood in the middle of the aisle and grabbed one of them.
“What’s happening outside?”
"Monster! Demon! There is a demon!"
The alarm bell sounded in Brand's heart. He turned around and saw a black shadow that almost blocked all the light at the door. It grabbed a passerby and put it in front of the door. Amidst the screams of the other party, he naturally bit off his head as if he was eating melon seeds, stuffed his body into his mouth, and chewed it.
But perhaps because of its picky taste, I only chewed it twice and spit it out directly. A bloody and mucus-laden body fell less than two meters away from Brand.
"O fallen devil, in the name of the Lord, retreat!"
Brand held his broken arm in one hand, raised the cross with the other, and shouted at the devil.
But his actions attracted the devil's attention, and it stepped into the door and stretched out its claws towards Brand.
“Stubborn!” When Brand took over the broken arm of the angel and saw the vague figure, there was a faint message telling him that he could borrow power from God.
It’s just because he didn’t dare to disturb the old man God at will that he never tried to use this ability. But now, to destroy the devil and protect the Lamb of God, he has no retreat!
"Merciful Lord, grant me the power to destroy this fallen devil!"
The cross in Brand's hand bloomed with light.
The demon let out a hoarse scream, and its outstretched hand seemed to have touched some strong corrosive substance. It made a sizzling sound and turned into wisps of smoke and flew away from it.
The devil crawled out of the church door in embarrassment, dragging his melted body. Brand recited the Bible while pursuing the victory. He was so powerful that he almost put a cross on the devil's head.
Under Brand's simple offensive, several other demons gathering near the gate quickly turned into puddles of flesh while wailing.
At this time, the bishop carefully poked his head out of the door, looked at all the mess, made a habitual sign of the cross on his chest, and kept saying: Lord, may these poor people be able to Return to your paradise.
After doing all this, he looked at Brand and felt a little more energetic: "Brand, have you awakened your superpower?" Brand shook his head, he was very sure that he His strength is borrowed from God, but by killing demons, he can continuously improve his physical quality and abilities. This is a gift from the Lord.
“After I was assigned to protect the holy relics of the Archangel Michael, it seemed that I was chosen to borrow a little bit of God’s power to drive away evil.”
The bishop opened his mouth wide, thinking in his heart There was sourness in the flow, but I couldn't bear much jealousy. After all, this was the choice of God and angels. Perhaps, it was because of Brand's loyalty to faith. After all, even I had had doubts about the existence of God. Too suspicious.
Science misled me!
"You two, it's still very dangerous outside. According to the commander's instructions, please accept our protection and go to the safe house." An armored convoy drove up, and the leading officer got out of the car, surprised. After looking at the pile of demons and finding the two important people he wanted to protect, he quickly stepped forward and said.
"No need, go and protect others. We can protect ourselves and our brothers and sisters." Brand refused the other party's protection.
The bishops straightened their backs. Yes, we are protected by the Chosen One. The cross shines on a demon like a flashlight. How can we use the help of you soldiers who are always being broken through by demons?
If he accepts the help now, he might have to cough up the capital and profits later in the negotiation. He is very aware of the businessmen's calculations of the commander-in-chief.
The officers could not persuade them to leave, so they could only report to the superiors and then build a defense line in the church on the spot to prevent possible demonic attacks from happening again.
But the support on the other side was too chaotic and the convoy was unable to arrive immediately. Helicopters could only be dispatched to the roof of the building where they had made an appointment with the Papal Guards for support.
But before the helicopter reached the roof of the hotel, it was discovered that the roof had already been occupied by several demons, and they seemed to be very interested in flying things, throwing all kinds of random obstacles over to welcome them.
"MDMDMD! The propeller is damaged, the propeller is damaged! Otter 3 is about to make an emergency landing!"
A helicopter emitted black smoke, turned and fell to the ground. There was a sharp sound of metal breaking. After moving sideways for a certain distance, the propeller stopped running.
Soon after, a few survivors crawled out with difficulty and began to rescue the injured.
In the hotel, the Pope, who was attacked from two sides, followed a group of people into the corridor on the nearest floor and fled deeper into the corridor in a panic.
But the screams behind him kept reminding him that this was just delaying the time of death.
Bang bang bang!
The bullet hit the monster's skin and caused sparks to fly.
At the door at the deepest part of the corridor, a guard shot and destroyed the door lock. He wanted to take the Pope in to delay the time, but the monster jumped up and hit him on the head. He fell down violently. The pain made him scream, but he still picked up the gun and tried to cause some damage to the demon.
Looking at the horrifying scene in front of him, the Pope was so frightened that he fell to the ground. His survival consciousness made him keep pulling his hands back, dragging his limp body as far away from the monster in front of him as possible.
The cardinal tried his best to lift him up and tried to escape along the way, but saw several more people running towards them, and behind them, a monster was also following.
The monster in front of him neatly eliminated the struggling guards on the ground. He had no intention of talking nonsense and wanted to let the Pope taste the devil's hospitality.
Buzz!
A long sword composed of white light penetrated from the door next to the devil and penetrated it directly.
“Kahou.”
The demon howled in pain, gradually turning into a puddle of black mud as it twisted and vaporized.
Bang——
The door was violently kicked open, and a woman holding a sword of holy light and wearing a nun's uniform appeared in front of the survivors.
(End of this chapter)