"I walked up the steps...
"Then, I finally saw..." Black tears flowed thickly. Bishop Harris choked up.
"They're all still here, they're all here!
"I first saw seventy-two archangels arrayed in the dark blue sky like constellations, shining brightly. Their appearance was just like the description in the book!
"Inspired by their majestic figures, I quickened my pace and continued to climb along the steps made of crystal. Then, I saw a huge silver celestial sphere, which was suspended at the end of the steps. I saw infinity behind the sphere. Endless divine light. I know that He is waiting for me there..."
After hearing this, Sean took a deep breath, used the bloody rose to inform Ivan, and stopped sharing the screen with ranger Pan Sha and a group of low-level explorers.
While the explorers behind him were still listening to Harris' sermon attentively, the scene was suddenly interrupted. They could only look at the backs of the King-level team in confusion.
What they couldn't understand was that Eternal Night Ark's actions were actually to protect them.
"Finally, I set foot on the silver sphere and journeyed towards the Holy Light in that new sacred place.
"I don't know how long I walked, but I finally came to the source of the Holy Light. In that soft light, I saw Him."
John Harris was shaking all over, and the believers who were enjoying the divine food loudly sang "Praise the Lord!" in Hebrew...
"In that silver, new sacred place, the new heaven. He opened his arms to me and embraced me deeply."
"I was in disbelief, basking in the overwhelming grace. Then, I finally understood everything."
Bishop Harris's expression calmed down, and the rhombus-shaped eye on his forehead glowed with an unsettling purple halo.
"I understand His painstaking efforts, I understand what the people on the earth mean to Him, and I also understand the meaning of the judgment..."
"I have become a part of His purest will. I will perform His will on this earth with miracles tonight!"
Harris roared loudly, and black tears fell on the faces of the believers lying on the ground in the front row. The purple "little hearts" on the foreheads of those transformed believers beat faster and faster, and finally made a teeth-searing crunching sound, and young diamond-shaped eyes popped out of the ground...
"Go on and enjoy...the inspired ones," the bishop seemed a little tired and waved his hand towards the people huddled in the corner, "swallow the lives of those who are numb, doubtful, and have impure beliefs—— That’s the only reason they exist today.”
The bishop turned back and continued to pray silently. Before the Divine Food Ceremony was over, the converts were shouting wildly and pounced on the survivors who failed to be transformed.
They rushed to the doors and windows again. Although they knew it was in vain, they still used their last strength to pull and hit them. Shouting and banging on the door could be clearly heard from outside the church.
The fleshy body on the gate flows faster. New blood seeped out.
Just when they felt desperate, a thunder exploded outside the door, causing people inside the door to completely fall into tinnitus. The strange door lock was instantly scorched, the ancient door latch melted, and people finally broke open the door. The cold wind rushed in and people rushed out.
The bishop who was praying silently turned his head when he heard the thunder. Of course, the transformed people would not let these "divine foods" escape, and they rushed out of the church.
As soon as they stepped over the threshold, they discovered that the escaping food had disappeared. Not only that, they found themselves rushing into a quiet, lush forest.
This forest is so deep and ancient that it seems it has never been out of the night. When the alienated people saw the light of fire deep in the forest, they rushed towards the light like moths chasing the light. They thought they would find the escaped food, but what they didn't expect was a few people in black robes. They stood in the forest, their hands hanging down.
The alienated person couldn't bear his strong appetite and reached out to pull the black robe of one of them.
There was a flash of cold light, and the outstretched hand fell to the ground.
Under the hood was a girl's face. She suddenly lifted up her black robe, like opening a huge mouth studded with sharp blades. The alienated person who lost one hand quickly lost everything.
As her faith expands, her daughter, the Shy Blade Puppet, has grown up. Following the habits of a blade puppet, this daughter takes on the form of a "blade".
The daughter on the other side has a pair of golden pupils. She held a ball of flame, waved her hands gently, as if playing with the flames, and used the torch to ignite the intruders who rushed over one by one. Due to their proximity to the Oath Torch, some Blade Puppets have taken on the form of "serving the Flame".
They are no longer those shy blade puppets hiding behind trees. Now named "Blade" and "Fenghuo", they will eliminate any threats that enter the Evernight Forest as soon as possible.
The divine food escaped, and the believers rushed out the door and disappeared...Bishop Harris finally discovered something strange.
He walked patiently and step by step outside the church. He saw some explorers in the distance, who seemed to be assisting the God Foods in escaping. Harris finally became furious and rushed out of the church while scolding...
After walking a few steps, he found that the missing believers appeared next to him again - but in broken pieces and in a burnt state.
These believers who listened devoutly to the teachings ended up like this. The newly sprouted sacred marks were empty and pointed toward the sky.
Several masked figures suddenly appeared before the bishop. The leader among them seemed to have a light shaking in his mask: "My Lord Bishop, you look uncomfortable. If you cooperate, everything will be much easier."
"You killed my lamb! You also let go of the sacred food sacrifice. The Holy Father will punish you! He will definitely!" The bishop exuded a rather ominous aura, and pointed his dark finger at the sky, pointing at the strange wheel in the sky. full moon.
Behind him, something in the church was coming together. It was the remaining flesh and blood in the relic plate, which seemed to respond to Harris's anger. They gathered together and formed a pair of wings of flesh and blood behind the bishop's back. The Rhomboides secreted some dark purple mucus, which seemed not to be bound by gravity. It smeared and rotated on the top of the bishop's head, forming a halo that could communicate with the Holy Spirit...
"It seems that there is no simple solution." Moonlight sighed. But on the other hand, he was secretly happy - he had long wanted to beat up the high-ranking priests of the Salvation Church, and today he was paid to pursue his dream.
The Bishop doesn't know how to fight, but his anger and strange alienation make him particularly dangerous. However, no amount of anger can turn a shepherd into a warrior suddenly. What's more, today's Ark team has the thunder of the sky and the sound of billions of fingertips...
The furious Harris was quickly subdued by a torrent of energy.
He fell to the ground and stopped moving.
"Master Bishop - don't imitate others in fighting." Moonlight's fingertips still had the afterglow of dream green, and he said with a toothy smile.
