Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

It turned out to be God setting fire to Los Cathedral!

Seeing this scene, Marbury felt as if his heart had been hit by a heavy punch, his breathing was suffocated, and his eyes were shaking.

His legs couldn't help being weak and swaying. Fortunately, Captain Xiao, the clergyman next to him, had quick eyesight and quick hands, and rushed over to support him, so that the fat old man didn't collapse on the ground comically.

But at this moment, he completely lost his mind about his physical condition. He was terrified and shouted repeatedly: "Don't stop, don't stop! Hurry up... hurry back to the cathedral! Go back and put out the fire!!"

"Hey! Yes!"

Hearing the words, all the priests quickened their pace, or supported each other, or swarmed up to lift up His Excellency the archbishop, and continued to drive north of the city.

Finally, when the last light of the setting sun completely sank to the western mountain, I hurried back to the Los Cathedral, which had already ignited a sea of ​​flames.

"How...how did this happen!!"

Looking at the cathedral, which was bathed in raging flames and almost burned to the point where only a frame remained, Marbury swayed violently and couldn't help shouting subconsciously.

But there was no sign of the city-state firefighting team.

Even the people watching the excitement around them didn't have the slightest intention to fight the fire, but they all stared at the sea of ​​fire with wide eyes in amazement, and talked a lot.

"Hey, look, the fire is really strange. Why can't it burn the area of ​​Los Cathedral... Even the wall of the flower shop next to it wasn't smoked by the fire, it's still snow white!"

"Hey, you didn't even see you when you came here! A quarter of an hour ago, when the guards from the city-state fire brigade came with buckets to put out the fire, they couldn't even pour water into the church, let alone put out this strange fire! "

"Wow, how could this be... Could it be that there are really gods who protect us common people in secret?"

"No, isn't this cathedral a place where the so-called gods are enshrined? If you want to protect it, you won't let the cathedral burn down..."

"I see, this is not God's blessing, I'm afraid it's God's punishment..."

Everyone's discussion, word by word, was heard by Marbury and the clergy.

Everyone paused, and couldn't help raising their heads at the same time, looking at the "holy angel" who was still breathing fire in mid-air.

Gradually, his complexion became as pale as paper.

God's punishment... This is really God's punishment!

But, but what did they do wrong? Why was he punished by God in this way?

The clergymen couldn't figure it out at all.

However, after seeing his archbishop stunned for a while, he seemed to realize something, and closed his eyes tightly with regret.

After that, there was another wave of swaying, and then it really went limp, unconscious.

"...His Excellency the Archbishop!"

...

The fire burned all night.

As the people who watched the excitement said, the flames only miraculously gathered on the site belonging to the Ross Cathedral, and did not go beyond the thunder pool.

Until the cathedral burned down and became a bare skeleton, the surrounding buildings were also clean and intact.

Even the residents and shopkeepers inside said that they didn't even feel the heat from the fire in the house, as usual.

Fortunately, because Archbishop Marbury took all the clergy out of the cathedral, and the remaining guards and servants in the church also safely evacuated before the fire broke out.