Center for the Protection of Human Civilization

"They..." Nangong

Meng subconsciously wanted to stay away from this group of people, they had an ominous aura more ominous than evil ghosts, and they seemed to be the product of pure resentment... Yes, countless unjust spirits roared, gnawed, and roared around him.

These ghosts can only be found around serial murderers or soldiers with PTSD, who come from the grudge of their victims.

As long as these murderers have even the slightest remorse or shame, they will feel pain in their bone marrow, and taking painkillers will not change half of it.

Can... They seemed to be fine, and even Nangong Meng could hear that when the evil spirit was biting their skin, they were actually laughing and moaning in a low voice, as if they were enjoying a hot spring bath.

Their heavy medieval full-body armor was covered with all kinds of inverted blood crosses, and their bodies were filled with all kinds of nails, needles and threads, and even exposed wounds with blood, but their bodies were not rickety, but stood upright, as if those wounds did not exist at all.

Behind their necks, a large red thread leads to nowhere..... Like a puppet.

Only the priest standing in the middle of them... The priest was taller than any bodybuilder he had ever seen, spotless, without a speck of dirt or blood, and his white Roman collar was as white as his grinning teeth.

Is there such a weird thing in the church?

"They're good people, aren't they... Listen to my Nangong Dream later, don't talk nonsense.

Qian Hanye whispered, the clothes on his body were messy, and several large holes were broken, but the wounds on his body were miraculously healed, and the originally bruised skin was as smooth as new.

"That, Father.... Thank you very much.

Chihanha turned her head to the priest's right hand and spread it out, put her fingers together, and then drew a cross in the air.

"Give thanks to the eternal Almighty, and to the heart of your friend who is willing to sacrifice for love.

Father Anderson walked slowly towards the two of them, and the girls were as small as dolls in their stature, which was taller than two meters.

"I....?"

"Yes kid... Your blood stained the holy relics and provided the banner for our conquest, so we have found it. Nangong

Meng half-sat on the ground and touched the cross wrapped around his hand...

The top is still as smooth as new.

"You... Who is it?"

Chihanha clenched her fists, and although her voice was full of tension, her face forcibly remained as usual.

"Holy Army, you need not be afraid.

Father Anderson shook his head and wiped the sword from his hand with a handkerchief, and the mud on it was also rubbed on the ground.

"He who does not believe shall not love... However, your goodness can be righteous in the world, and it is only an occasional help.

"And don't be afraid of these people, they're our cultivators... They have committed the unpardonable original sin, bent to the will of the devil and committed boundless evil, and have broken their oath to the Lord, so they must bear infinite pain until they are atoned for their sins. It

can be seen that they are really guilty, generally speaking, the unjust souls will maintain the appearance of their lifetime, and the unjust souls that linger around them are so terrifying that Nangong Meng's death is indescribable...

"The book of apocalypse is coming, the first seal is about to be opened, the four knights, the seven angels, and the end that is coming

..." "Anyway, thanks for the help...."

Listening to Father Anderson's chattering face, Chihan Ye bit his lip, not knowing what to say.

Although these strange creatures who appeared in the realm of the mountain god saved themselves, this appearance is really not believable, and they are really as kind as Christ...

"Your friend, that kid... Briefly in the Sight of the Sage, please tell me what you saw.

Father Anderson calmly put the sword behind his back, and there was only a strange smile on Furui Wubo's face, which made people shudder.

"I... Me?"

Nangong Meng pointed at herself uncertainly, a little hesitant, she could probably know what the Sage's Vision was, that is, the state she was in a coma just now, but what did she see... Can you really say it?

Not only is it not like an angel, but even a demon is kinder than it... If he told the truth, would he be angry?

Looking at Nangong Meng's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping,

Qian Hanye probably understood something, but now, he didn't know whether these people were good or bad, nor did he know their character... Let's be honest.

"Say it, Nangong-chan.

Qian Hanye gently patted Nangong Meng's shoulder and comforted in a low voice.

"Okay..."

Nangong Meng bit her lip and nodded, and said softly,

"I saw a... A white crown full of flesh and blood, eyeballs, beautiful, but also weird... What song is He singing, reciting some unknown psalm, that's all I can see....." "

Very well, child, you have the potential to be a choir... But we promised a Sage that we would not force others to join us, so if there is anything else you would like to ask, I will answer as much as I can.

Father Anderson's tone was tinged with regret, but it quickly returned to normal.

Nangong Meng and Qian Hanye glanced at each other, and the former consciously stepped back, making Qian Hanye start to think about what he should say.

"Father, your name is..."

"Alexander Anderson, just call me Father Anderson.

"And Father Anderson, you're here?"

"We are God's blades, but UHG is our steward.

The

girls looked at each other again, and the mysterious company finally reappeared... But they didn't discuss it too much, and Chihanha quickly stabilized her mood and continued to ask,

"So... To say a presumptuous word, does that great elk god have anything to do with you?

"Yes, but not by the company, the poor spirit bears the imprint of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, the war, which is why we have come to investigate this matter and help this spirit rest in peace.

"That's... I would like to ask, UHG, what exactly is it?"

"The organization that solves the problem... Well, the Lord said, "The days are coming, and I will send a famine upon the earth, and the time is come."

Father Anderson seemed to be recording something, and he gathered up one of the instruments in his hand, turned his head to look at the Blood Crusaders who were standing in place, and his voice became low and furious again.

"Protect these two children, with your lives, with your blood.

"For the Lord, for the Lord, for the Lord!"

their frantic and excited voices rang out, and they couldn't wait to tear open the stitches on their

bodies, and then once again tightly tied the needle and thread nails that passed through the flesh and bones, and let out a scream of excitement.

Seeing such a terrifying scene, Nangong Meng shrunk her neck in fear, to be honest, she didn't want this group of scary things to get too close to her.

"I'm sorry, kid, but it's time... I don't know why you're here, but it's time to escort you out of here.

"Wait, Father, I know UHG, please... Please give me some time and tell me more about the company!" Chihanha

looked at Anderson as if he was really leaving, and he didn't hide it anymore, and directly took out the card tied to Sachiko Nishikawa's knife... She quickly picked up this mysterious card, but she didn't expect it to really come in handy at this moment.

"We know... But time is really short, this thing is given to you, when you face the disaster of death, crush this thing, you can call for the help of the redeemer, we are likely to meet again, until then, please live. 」