Witches are fixed on the rack by believers.
She struggled and roared desperately, her expression showing a ferocious ghost, and her stern voice echoed over the stone tablet.
Even her wand seemed to feel the uneasy atmosphere, and it kept shaking in the box next to it, making a bang bang bang bang sound.
The power of faith is the nemesis of evil.
The rack is the holy vessel of the temple. Therefore, after the witch is put on the torture platform, the evil breath is automatically washed away when her body touches the torture platform.
However, this process was like a fire to her.
Yun Xia turned into a little bat hanging upside down on the roof of the car, listening to her roar from a distance, as if she could feel her pain.
The holy fire was lit.
The color of the flame was golden and red, and it quickly engulfed the witch's body, together with the screaming sound.
Everything returned to silence.
The temple was born to resist evil, and the burning process was very short, but the wicked were burned to ashes and dissipated in the air.
Yun Xia's little paws were hooked on the roof of the car and she was hanging upside down. Because of her petite figure and light weight, a gust of night wind blew her around.
The Little Demon King clicked his tongue inwardly.
It is inconvenient to become a bat, with poor eyesight, and avoiding believers depends entirely on induction.
She struggled to hold on to the roof of the car to hold her body.
The convoy returns to the temple.
This time Yun Xia didn't follow, and flew away quietly. After the convoy left, she changed from a bat form to a girl in a black cloak.
She lowered her head and straightened her cloak.
From the looks of it, the Pope is really not easy to get close to. His blood has to be planned slowly.
Why don't you go and see that orphan girl who was ungrateful and killed the original owner first.
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The temple at night, the scenery is also very charming.
The spire of the holy church stands in the distance, dividing the full moon into two halves, and the dome is painted with a huge statue of an angel, who seems to be bending over to look at the world.
The marble escalator spirals up, with statues of legendary gods on both sides.
The light of the moonlight refracted into the main hall from the hollow pattern on the wall, making the whole main hall seem to be bathed in holy light.
Pure and noble.
Next to the main hall is a small attic, and the moonlight does not reach that corner.
Behind the secret door, the woman's voice was hoarse: "Your blood tastes really good..."
The man's voice was a little annoyed, he paused, and rejected her: "We have an agreement, I will provide you with blood, and you will help the temple get rid of your queen. How about your sincerity?"
Helena whispered: "I know, I will kill her, but I am not her opponent yet, I need your blood to increase my strength... Let me take another bite?"
"Hmm..." The high priest grunted as he bit his neck again with his fangs.
Across the wall, Yun Xia yawned, rubbed her eyes, and brushed her long silver hair boredly, waiting for Helena to come out.
A few minutes later.
The high priest left along the stairs behind the secret door. After drinking enough blood, Helena walked out slowly from the secret door in a happy mood.
She was originally an orphan girl who was injured and dying, but because the blood queen kindly saved her, she became a powerful and beautiful vampire.
She did appreciate the Queen at first.
But soon, she discovered that she actually possessed half of the immune constitution of light.
This means that she can become the strongest blood clan, and she can leave the queen far behind—in this case, why didn't she kill the queen and become king herself
People don't kill heaven and earth for themselves.
Who told the Queen not to have this talent...
(end of this chapter)