Arad's crooked savior

"Why are you so stubborn?"

Ye Lin frowned, with a look that reminded you of Lotus' hometown in your mind. He tilted his head to indicate to Oubeis and the others, and said, "If I were a heretic, would I hang out with the Paladins?"

"So what, it is the Paladin's choice to educate you, and it is the Executioner's duty to burn you!"

Lucille's eyes were excited, like a hungry cat seeing a fat mouse and discovering a fun new toy. The whole world was not as glorious as the heretic in front of her.

Her ideal in life is to burn the Three Knights of Darkness, and her ultimate belief is to burn Ozma as well. Now she has an additional goal, to burn the heretic in front of her.

All turned into ashes, buried in the soil, and food grew.

“God’s tolerance makes the world remember only His mercy, while our battle ax and fire remind them of God’s majesty!”

Following Lucille's indifferent and fanatical declaration, Ye Lin lowered his head and looked at a cross flame-like pattern that suddenly appeared on his chest, the mark of a heretic. He was really declared a heretic by the other party.

Burning!

With a cold shout, the illusory projection of the burning cross slowly rose on the ground, which seemed to contain the power of mysterious binding. Ye Lin, who did not resist, was pulled by an invisible force and tied to the burning cross.

If the heretic resists tenaciously, God will grant the judge the right and power to execute him on the spot!

"Burn, heretic!"

…………

Ye Lin here was being tied to a cross and being burned, and Kirsch on the other side was also surrounded and unable to leave.

On the way to track down the pretenders, he accidentally tracked down that some pretenders were related to the violent hunting group, so instead of reporting them and retreating in time, he went deep alone and destroyed them with his fists containing the sacred aura.

Until he met a guy with gray ghost hands and a powerful avenger who turned into a demon. The aftermath of the fierce battle between the two shook the earth.

The mysterious Avengers seem to be in pain. They are constantly being eroded by demonic factors and still long for God's light.

At that moment, his belief as the agent of God completely collapsed...

If He is the "God" who brings light, why can't He save the painful Avenger in front of us!

It is obvious that the other party has devoted more tenacious faith than ordinary priests, is in darkness and has a bright heart, and has endured endless torture. Why can't God see it?

The negative emotions accumulated by killing pretenders for a long time are like a surging river. The embankment of faith collapses completely in an instant, often only needing a small introduction.

"Kirsch, come back with us. You will definitely get God's revelation again. You just took a wrong path and you still have a chance to reverse this situation."

Obesi's eyes were full of sadness. A brother, a representative of God, has now transformed into a monster that everyone hates.

"Don't be stupid, Obeis, it's just a scam."

Kirsch shook his head. He was tall and tall, and his bare arms were covered with scars, which were once proof of his glory.

"Look at my hands."

He slowly raised his hands. They were no longer human-like, but had sharp nails, thick knuckles and black hair all over the surface. They were clearly the claws of a monster.

"Look, my fists once glowed with a sacred blue light. I used them to destroy countless evils. But now, the holy light has been extinguished. These are the palms of monsters."

Until now, he was extremely indifferent and showed his palms to Oubeis and the others. He chose to turn his back on God. He was not surprised at all by such consequences.

"It doesn't matter, Kirsch, it doesn't matter. The Avengers can resist the temptation of the devil, and you can do the same. God is merciful."

Grandis was also slowly persuading her. She couldn't bear to see a brother slowly move from light to evil, fall into the abyss and be unable to escape, suffering from torture.

"Mercy? God's mercy?"

Kirsch, who had been maintaining a calm state just now, suddenly spoke in a strange tone, and black aura began to surround his fingers. He tilted his head, stared at the several paladins with extremely unfamiliar eyes, and sneered.

"Then, tell me, how many people are sentenced to death by us and the heresy trials every year? Where is God's salvation at that time!"

Before the other party could open his mouth to reply, his tone suddenly became sharp and full of anger, "Mercy? Mercy! Where is God's mercy? Ah? Tell me! The holy messengers and judges who wantonly deprive others of their lives, we and the pretenders are at odds with each other. what is the difference?"

As if the river embankment collapsed, he continued to question: "Look at the few people behind me. Yes, they are pretenders. They also repent during the day, but every night they cannot resist the temptation of the devil. Tell me, Someone come and save them!”

As Kirsch became more and more agitated, his arms began to turn black and twisted rapidly, spreading a layer of black energy, and the mutation became more serious.

"If God is merciful, then save them, purify all pretenders, and destroy all blood-drinking crosses! Don't let the civilians suffer, but what about now? The black earth still exists, and the traces of the three dark knights Show me again, where is God? Where is God! Tell me where is God! Where is He?"

Roar~

Kirsch suddenly let out a low growl in his throat, like a threatened beast, with unknown black hair growing rapidly on his back. Only his head barely remained intact and awake.

Siatt, who was standing with a sword at the side, raised his eyebrows. Obers and the others were speechless because their initial idea was to try to teach Kirsch, so they fell behind in terms of momentum.

"You define the weak Goblin Cat Demon as evil, you define the extremely powerful apostle as evil, and you also burned the elves of Gran Forest. Why do people always think that they are self-righteous and impose definitions according to their own ideas?"

Kirsch's mouth grew two sharp fangs, his eyes were scarlet, and he turned into a black-haired monster, opening his mouth and roaring to the sky.

Invisible air waves exploded the leaves all over the sky under his feet, scattering them one after another. Oubeis burst into tears. The monster between the leaves suddenly turned into a man with a totem on his back and a hearty smile. Now he was walking on the ground. On the road from which there is no return.

The sacred blue light in his hand turned into sharp claws, he discarded the cross, could not understand faith, and called God a lie.

Only Siatt was relatively unaffected. One of the two priests and Xiaoyu, who also believed in dragons, burst into tears, one remained silent, and the other sighed repeatedly.

What’s the difference between the holy messengers and judges who wantonly kill pretenders, and the pretenders? If God is merciful, why doesn’t he save those who are in suffering?

Fortunately, Siatt's head was still very clear. Rewardin, who was leaning on the ground, only moved once, and the pretender behind Kirsch was pierced by the sword energy and fell to the ground dead.

She was too lazy to think about so many twists and turns. As a human being, naturally all positions must be based on the goal of her own race.

Goblins and apostles are all scourges that threaten human existence. If you can kill them, kill them. If you can't kill them, leave them at home.

"what to do?"

She cast a questioning look at Yuena. She had the ability to kill Kirshi with one sword, but it might not be a happy ending for Obers.

"Don't worry about me, just purify him."

Obeis's face was pale. Although she was not in a good condition, she could still distinguish the situation at the scene, right from wrong.

With collapsed faith and desperate believers, Kirsch has no possibility of salvation. Purification is a relief for everyone.

In short, Kirsch must not be allowed to leave!

Siatt's giant sword moved slightly, and just when she was about to attack, Ye Lin suddenly stopped her, "Wait a minute, I'll try to solve it."

He walked away from the torture rack as if nothing had happened, smiled slightly at Lucille's eyes as if he had seen a ghost, and said: "You are not advanced enough, roasting a sweet potato with this level of divine flame is okay, but as for me or Ozma, There’s still a little bit left.”

There was a small gap between his index finger and thumb, just a few hundred million points apart.

It was the autumn harvest season, and Ye Lin actually took out a large red-skinned sweet potato from his arms and threw it directly to Lucille. The other person's brain was a little down and he didn't think much about it. He subconsciously reached out and took the two-pound sweet potato.

"Put it in the charcoal and bake it slowly for half an hour. It's fragrant, sweet and delicious. By the way, don't eat the skin."

After Ye Lin finished speaking, he walked straight towards Kirsch who was in a mutated state. He didn't quite sympathize with this guy's anger, because he didn't believe in gods, but in the mystery of the universe, the mysterious arc of milk...justice!

Return to nature, all things return to oneness, gods are cold, justice is absolutely warm.

And if the three paladins cannot be enlightened now, if their faith is in trouble, it will be a disaster for Remedia.