Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Continuous knocking sounds came from inside the box, and according to the location, the closest to it should be Little Wellington.
A white phantom floated out of the man, struggling to sink into the box, and then the soul box closed.
"Excellent demons must always maintain the habit of carrying their souls with them. It is useless to use monsters produced by demons to deal with demons."
he said sarcastically.
"The church will not let you go."
Bevanna said calmly.
"Your body belongs to me."
The giggling black shadow said in a sweet female voice.
"I will kill you."
Said the cold male voice.
Everyone was stunned, and there was a man in a black robe standing in front of the open door.
He has black hair, black pupils, yellow skin, and bright golden rays of light radiating from his body. Obviously standing in the dark, but it seems to be focused by the lights in the center of the stage. Weird, sacred, great, profane, all kinds of conflicting feelings are reflected from this person.
A faint hymn appeared in the ears of all creatures. It was low and terrifying. This was a tone that had never been heard before. The slow-flowing notes seemed to imprison everyone in viscous liquid. With the appearance of the man, singing and conflicting visions hit everyone.
"Holy One, how come?"
Little Wellington was shocked, no longer caring about being graceful, stood up and jumped towards the window.
"Profanity made!"
This is a language that has never been heard before, and rules that have never been known. Black Shadow and Wellington fell to the ground at the same time, and green vines stretched out of the void to wrap them. The vines were constantly trembling and absorbing, even though they were burned by the black flames, they didn't stop.
Jenkins, who was enjoying the infinite heightened state, still remembered the business. He temporarily memorized the chaotic knowledge he had acquired from absorbing the divinity, and did not understand it. He came to Miss Mihail and the others in a black robe.
"How can I save them?"
As he thought in his heart, his divinity suddenly burned a lot.
"Oh, this is the pollution of blasphemous knowledge, just take it out."
Activate the black ability again, aiming at one of the young men, the black spell on his face was absorbed by the green vines, but with the appearance of an illusory coin, this person also died.
Activate again, aim at another person...
It wasn't until the third person that Jenkins had full control over the ability, and it took him a moment to extract the spell from the living man's face before turning to look at the demons.
They were not dead, they were all lying on the ground in the shape of black smoke, just like the old man once said, with black hair and black pupils, dark skin, a strong sulfur smell on their bodies, and curved horns on their heads. It's completely different from Jenkins' soulful and handsome image.
Next to the demons are a few coins.
"I thought you would be humanoid creatures that look similar to me, but I didn't expect that to be the case."
Jenkins, in his divine state, is not as omnipotent as he imagined, nor has he acquired new special abilities. Although it was a bit indecent, he still decided to stretch out his hand and strangle the two to death, but white dots of light emerged from the black smoke and gathered in front of Jenkins.
This is a little boy with white light all over his body, kneeling on one knee in the blood on the ground.
"God, please forgive them."
The boy raised his head and looked at Jenkins reverently.
"..."
"I am willing to offer my soul to atone for their sins."
The boy opened his arms, a pleading look in his eyes.
"..."
"Please use my love to influence these two sinners."
The boy stood up, puffing out his chest.
"..."
"They are the twin demons of fate, and the world needs them."
The boy opened his arms, closed his eyes and raised his head.
"..."
"God, why are you so harsh, so..."
"Once you become a devil, it is absolutely impossible to turn back. Devils will not have good intentions. You are not the devil of fate, you are the devil of love."
"god… "
"Your selfish love created a demon that has ravaged many eras; your selfish love killed yourself and others; your selfish love..."
He couldn't make it up.
"The twins devoured your strength, but you didn't disappear. I don't want to know why, and I don't want to know if you have planned this for a long time, and I don't want to guess whether this is another conspiracy..."
"God, you are indeed evil!"
The boy, glowing soft white, swiped the knife off the table and stabbed Jenkins. Jenkins snatched it with a quick backhand and stabbed him in the forehead. The golden divinity and the strange power possessed by Jenkins are fused together, poured on the knife, and the light spots represented by [Contact Healing] and [Unknown Way Ahead] vibrate at the same time.
The boy looked at Jenkins in disbelief with resentment and surprise, then disintegrated and disappeared. Jenkins stared at the table knife in his hand, the purple, black, and gold lines appeared on the silver knife surface little by little.
A red aura seeped out of the knife, getting brighter bit by bit. This was the first extraordinary item that Jenkins saw transformed from a mortal thing.
For killing the boy? Because of being used by Jenkins
He didn't know, but threw the knife in front of Bevanna who kept her eyes closed. Then, while the woman was not paying attention, he picked up the coins on the ground.
"Use this to kill them."
There is not much divinity left, and the demons on the ground are left to her to deal with, so let's stop here today.
"Thank you, Holy One."
The woman said in a trembling voice.
Jenkins shook his head and walked towards the magnificent floor-to-ceiling windows. The red and blue moons were still hanging in the sky, and many gifters had already gathered on the grass downstairs.
"Maybe I should choose a grand exit."
As he thought about it, he looked at the 8 ability spots in front of him. When the line of sight fell on [Read and write], the creation pencil also began to tremble.
"I see."
The young man with black hair and black eyes raised his hand and gently pushed the window open.
meow~
A pitch-black cat jumped out of the darkness and lay obediently on Jenkins' shoulder.
He smiled, and in the void in front of him, vertical black lines appeared in the air. The black lines combined with each other, from point to surface, from surface to body, and a stone step leading to the sky slowly formed.
The man with the cat walked on the stone steps reaching to the sky, the stars gathered around him, and the hymns lingered in his ears. He used the stars as a curtain, walking in the sky, the steps behind him disappeared and the steps in front of him appeared.
The bestowers raised their heads and stared blankly at the scene that seemed to be descended from a myth. No one spoke until the hymn stopped completely and the saint disappeared into the starry sky.
PS: The serial number of the chapters in the morning is wrong, seven chapters were updated, so there are five chapters in the afternoon.