Movie Witcher

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Although there is only one true god in the temple, there are still sects in this huge god system headed by the archangels, such as the right seat of God, the great king of light—Saint Michael.

Saint Michael is the most powerful archangel of the temple, the supreme commander of the temple army, possessing the power and strength second only to God, so he is honored as the right seat of God, the prince of light

The faction he leads is the most powerful faction in the holy church, and the churches in the world are also affected. Among the many churches built, the church named after St. Michael has the largest number and largest scale.

Not only that, St. Michael, one of the three holy places of the Holy Church Church, is also named after him. St. Michael and St. Michael are all aliases of St. Michael.

This shows the status of St. Michael in the church.

This is the same in Houston. The largest church in the Holy Church Diocese in Texas is St. Michael's Church, and churches in the entire city and even the entire state of Texas are under their jurisdiction.

St. Michael's Cemetery is the cemetery of St. Michael's Church and the largest cemetery in Houston. Tens of thousands of believers are buried here, so it is also known as the holy resting place.

It is said that after the death of a person who believes in God, the burden of the body will be shed here, and only the pure soul will be left. Under the guidance of St. Michael, he will leave the world and go to the beautiful holy heaven.

No one knows whether this legend is true or not, but this cemetery is indeed sheltered by powerful sacred power. No harmful mysterious incidents have ever occurred, and the dead souls sleeping in it have never been disturbed.

But this tranquility was broken tonight!

Under the dark night, in the silent cemetery, a man in black suddenly appeared, with an evil smile on his pale face, and walked towards the hut where the gravekeeper was.

His footsteps are not fast, but they seem to be very vigorous, as if he needs to use all the strength of his body every time he takes a step. The cold wind whizzes in, wraps up dead leaves and weeds, blows on his body, and instantly Turned into dust.

Obviously, the sacred power in this cemetery is extremely repulsive to him, but it can't stop his footsteps. After all, this is just a cemetery, not the main church of St. Michael.

With the power of a cemetery, how can it stop a son of Satan who has descended in person?

"Feel sorry!"

A hoarse and low voice made the man stop. Looking around, he saw an old man wearing a felt hat and a vicissitudes of life standing behind him with an iron pick, saying: "The cemetery is not open to the public at night. , please get out of here."

"Ah!"

The pale man smiled, turned around to look at the old man, and said, "Do you think this place can protect you?"

The old man's expression remained unchanged, and he said softly: "This is the resting place of the soul, the appearance of Saint Michael, the power of the devil is restricted, so I advise you to leave here before the guardian of the temple arrives, don't disturb the peace of these souls."

"protector?"

Hearing this, the man smiled instead of startling, his pale face flickered unreal, and a terrifying face appeared faintly, ripples appeared in the void, and the sacred power that suppressed him was directly repelled.

"You...impossible!"

The old man shrank his pupils, looked at the man with a horrified expression, and lost his voice: "How can you enter the human world?"

"Times have changed!"

The man smiled grimly, and then burst into flames. Like a ghost, the figure flickered in front of the old man in an instant, stretched out his hand to grab his throat, and lifted his thin body into the air.

"Ha ha!"

Looking at the old man who was powerless to resist, the man let out a chilling sneer, and said solemnly: "You betrayed my father, and also lost the power He gave you, and you hid here as a gravekeeper with your last breath. Forgiveness of the Holy Church."

"devil!"

The old man grabbed the man's wrist with both hands, trying to break free,

But his body couldn't squeeze out any strength, he could only kick and struggle in mid-air, hissing, "One day you will be judged."

"Judgment?"

"Hahaha!"

The man murmured, then laughed wildly, strangled Lao Tzu's neck, and said in a cold voice: "No one can judge me, my father can't, and you can't, hand over that contract, I can let you live, and even give Your new life and power, otherwise..."

"impossible!"

Facing the man's temptation and threats, the old man flatly refused. With a roar, the flames flickered inside his body, flames emerged, and little flames spewed out, burning the man's palm, and a plume of black smoke instantly rose.

"It seems that there is still a little flame left in your body!"

But the man didn't care about the pain at all, strangled the old man's throat, suppressed the flickering fire and gushing flames, and said with a sneer: "But with this little embers, you want to resist me, isn't it too naive?" gone?"

After all, the man increased the strength in his hands, causing the old man's body to twitch, and the flame that was pushed back into his body dimmed again, like embers that were about to burn out, and might be extinguished at any time.

It wasn't until the fire dimmed to the extreme that the man relaxed his palm a little, and said coldly, "I'll say it again, hand over that contract!"

At this time, the old man was already very angry, facing the threat of the man, he replied straightly: "Kill me!"

Hearing this, the man didn't care, and said coldly: "Since you don't want to hand it over, then I can only take it myself!"

After finishing speaking, the man suddenly stretched out his left hand, and pierced into the old man's chest like a sharp claw.

"boom!"

Tearing the flesh and piercing the bones, the man's left hand plunged into the old man's chest, groping in the chest, as if he was looking for something, but before he found it, flames spewed out from the old man's body again, burning the man's body continuously. palm.

But the man ignored it, allowing his left hand to be burned black and carbonized, and he didn't intend to stop until...

"puff!"

The man's already carbonized palm clenched tightly, grabbed something in the flames, and then pulled it out violently, opening a huge wound on the old man's chest.

But the man didn't care, he left the old man casually, looked at the old sheepskin scroll in his hand, then slowly unfolded it, and said with a grim smile, "That's it..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly. The smile on the man's face froze, and then turned into raging anger. He stomped the old man who was lying on the ground, and said sharply, "Where is the other contract?"

"Hehehe!"

Hearing this, the old man smiled, looked at the extremely angry man, and said, "In a place you will never find."