Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 928

  Lu Li stood on Andrea's deck, and Andrea was lifted up by the **** of the deep sea.

  The cold sea breeze blows the ends of the hair, and it won't take long to return to the Ellen Peninsula.

   Wiener Antifreeze Port is still in a state of disconnection. The news sent from Midnight City told Lu Li that the trial that controlled the Wiener Icefree Port had blocked the city.

   "Does Judgment believe in the ancients?" Lu Li raised his head and said to the **** of the deep sea, which was as huge as a city and cast shadows.

   "I don't know what the Judgment is..."

   "The ruler of the city you are about to destroy, a church that believes in the **** of the sun."

   "God of the Sun..."

   His low chanting echoed on the sea: "It is the Ability God born in my sleeping years, who fell at the end of the last era..."

   "But they still believed in him."

   "Remember what I said... Faith is power. Many gods were born out of faith..."

   And the God of the Deep Sea did not feel the breath of the Ability God when he attacked the Unfrozen Port of Wiener.

   Lu Li thought quietly on the deck.

Does the    inquisition have something to do with such radical actions?

  The church was never the focus of the inquisition, nor did it force people to believe. If they really want to resurrect Ability God, they hide deep enough.

   "Go to Wiener Freezing Port, I need to borrow your power."

  …

   In the cold and snowy world, many residents were driven out of their warm houses, wrapped in thin coats and shivering as they left with the guards of the trial house.

   The gloomy middle-aged man left the window.

His companions gathered around the fire, and the bright fire licked the chattering face: "This reminds me of a joke. Midnight City ordered the painter to create a painting called "Midnight City Expels the Infidels." The reluctant painter The work was completed under pressure. The officials who took the painting a few days later were shocked: the oil painting was a landscape painting. There were snow-capped mountains and a huge sphere. The official pointed to the snow-capped mountain and asked, 'What is this', the painter said it was the World Ridge Mountains The official pointed to the huge sphere casting shadow and asked, 'What about this?' The painter said, 'It's the beholder worm'. 'Where are the heretics?' The official could not help asking. The painter replied, 'The heretics are in Midnight City '"

   The middle-aged man with a bitter and low smile spread his palms.

   "Perhaps we can replace this painting with "The Expulsion of Infidels from Wiener Unfrozen Harbor"?"

   "You want to be taken to the dungeon too?" asked the friend with coffee.

   "I don't deserve it. The dungeon is all related to that exorcist, I haven't even seen him." The joker shook his head.

   The middle-aged man standing by the side suddenly said, "Let's just let the Inquisition spread their beliefs like those... those heretics who were dealt with by them? Warriors who kill dragons become dragons?"

   "Calm... Calm down." His companion hurriedly motioned for him to lower his voice.

   "It's actually not that bad, right? The Judgment House is not a cult, and the sun **** is not an evil god..." The middle-aged man huddled in the seat closest to the stove said hesitantly.

  嘭嘭—

   Just then, there was a knock on the downstairs door.

   Several middle-aged people looked at each other.

   "Excellent Potter. Since you don't feel so bad, I'll leave it to you to negotiate with the guards outside."

   "Don't betray us." Someone joked to Potter passing by.

  Then they remained silent, listening to Potter walking downstairs, past the living room under the floor, opening the door and negotiating outside, and then there was a clutter of footsteps up the stairs.

   The guards of the courthouse appeared outside the door, scaring everyone upstairs, and the friend who was joking with Potter couldn't even hold the coffee cup.

   Fortunately, they complained that they were not betrayed by Potter.

   "The Tribunal asked us to go to church." Potter stood up and said.

   "We? All going?" The middle-aged man by the window asked with a frown.

   "Uh...that's right." Potter said nervously, glancing at the knight with an icy aura.

   These middle-aged people had to put on thick coats and scarves to join the group of citizens who were taken away.

  …

  嘭—

  Black Pirate Gang stronghold, panicked minions broke into the basement.

   The violent leader who carried the blood-stained whip turned his head brutally: "I told you not to be in—"

   The swaying shadow that protruded into the dungeon on the steps interrupted the leader's words, and with his wide eyes, the guards of the court entered the basement.

   "It's the Inquisition Guard here!" The addition of the minions was long overdue.

   "This **** thief stole from the Black Sea..." Suddenly reacting to the origin of these cold-hearted guys, the leader bluntly changed his words: "Steal my things. He is still alive, I just want to punish him."

   After saying that, let the subordinates who don't have long eyes quickly release the thief.

  The court has nothing to do with the lynching of the leader, they come for only one purpose.

   "Church? I haven't been there since I can remember." The leader muttered in confusion. "Okay okay, I'll go with you, wait a few minutes, I'll go and talk to grandma."

   Leaving the pressured knights, the leader put on his coat and headed upstairs. Different from his rough appearance, he gently knocked on the door of the room. He waited until there were old voices behind the door before he pushed open the door and entered.

   "Grandma, I'm going out."

   "Where are you going, little Pete?"

   "Uh... It's a party, and the biggest gang in Wiener Bleu has invited us."

   "Pay attention to safety...I was bullied by an older child and came to find grandma."

   "Of course, of course." The leader responded irritably, and led a group of his men out and squeezed into the bustling street.

   Wiener Freeze Harbor has not been so prosperous for a long time.

   It seemed that there were people everywhere, crowded in the cold and windy streets.

   Overlooking the streets from the air, the citizens were guided by soldiers and knights who maintained order to each nearby church, as well as the shop companies requisitioned by the church and converted into temporary churches.

  Each church houses hundreds of citizens, and the priest guides them to recite prayers.

  Many townspeople don’t mind believing in the sun god, who has been deeply rooted in their hearts. There were also some citizens who rejected the abnormal situation of the Inquisition, but this dissatisfaction was quickly suppressed - the soldiers of the guards surrounded the church.

   Citizens with deeper thinking skills are uneasy. And as the days passed, they were still kept in the church, praying and chanting constantly, and the anxiety spread.

  Although for many poor people who are about to run out of food and have run out of food, the opening of the Wiener Antifreeze Storage Warehouse to distribute food and the church that is not cold makes them grateful.

  In any case, citizens, nobles, or officials, they don't know anything, they can only be imprisoned in the church like captivity, repeating daily prayers.

   The prayers of hundreds of thousands of citizens throughout the city continued for a week.

  After a regular service, people all feel that something is being conceived, born, and responded—

   But before the feeling became clearer, the citizens lost their senses and woke up from their slumber.

   Potter wakes up by the warm fire, the coffee still warm. The black pirate gang leader woke up on the cold ground in the basement, and the thief also slowly woke up.

  When the dazed citizens lay in front of the window one after another, they left their houses and walked into the street. They were shocked to see the shadow of the cloak standing in the bay, opposite the ice-free port of Wiener.

  The **** of the deep sea put down Andrea, and Andrea, who had a low deck, let Lu Li set foot on the land.

   (end of this chapter)