There was a sudden movement outside the door of Westminster Abbey Auditorium. Red Robin suddenly turned his head and saw an elderly clergyman staggering in through the crack in the door, holding a Bible in his hand. .
"God, God! I pray for your protection. Please end my life. I will return to you in a pure body..."
When the old pastor opened the door and saw Red Robin standing in front of the pulpit, his eyes suddenly widened, and the expression on his face was not anger but surprise.
"Are you God's gift to me? Come on, boy, come to me, pierce my heart with this cross, kill me!"
Red Robin quickly rushed over and helped the old pastor, but the old pastor still staggered and fell down. Red Robin could only put him on the chair next to him. As soon as he opened his clothes, he smelled There was a strong smell of blood.
"Vampires invaded London, and their first stop must be the cathedral..." The old priest breathed hard, grabbed the Bible in his hand and said, "I was bitten by a little guy who was exploring the way. I can’t survive anymore, but I can’t turn into that bloodthirsty monster!”
"I have served God all my life just to atone my sins to the Lord. He will never make me unclean at the last moment... My child, take this cross and insert it into my heart. This is the only way to stop me from turning into a monster!"
The old priest grabbed Red Robin's wrist with his thin palm, raised his head and looked into Red Robin's eyes with his cloudy and old eyes and said: "I can see, I can see that you have done countless good deeds. , is a righteous man of God, and he will give me a good death today!"
Red Robin held the cross. There was no hesitation on his face, only a hint of coldness that he had never shown before. He pressed the old priest's shoulders and made him lie back, holding his chest to help him breathe. And said: "Is there any way to save it?"
"No, kid, the teeth of these flying rats have venom. Even if the holy water can detoxify, I am too old to survive the fierce collision of the two energies. If there are young fighters, you can save me like this he."
"I remember, I can help you, but I hope you agree to one condition."
"I am a dying man and have nothing to give you..."
"You still have your body. I need to use your body to leave a letter and then do what I have to do."
The old priest stared into Red Robin's eyes, watching his slightly immature face being separated into black and white in the light coming from the crack of the cathedral door.
"I promise you, child, please remember that if your hands are stained with blood, and you must keep the glory of the Lord in your heart, you will not fall, and you will never...ahhhhhhhhhh!"
The cross was inserted into the heart of the old pastor. As the old heart stopped beating, the bloody wound between his neck stopped deteriorating.
Red Robin closed his eyes hard, pulled out the cross, exhaled a breath, as if to distract himself, and said to Lilith in his mind: "You know what I saw on the pulpit. ?"
Before Lilith could answer, he explained to himself: "In the eyes of a certain type of people, art is not the beauty of existence, but the irreparable regrets and scars caused by the moment the beauty is destroyed. "
"For them, the meaning of life is not the process of its existence, but how it will be understood by the world at the moment when its existence ends."
"They look at everything in this world from another perspective, so let the sacrificial ones be sacrificed, the immortal ones be burned, the precious ones be abandoned...and the flying ones fall."
"Unfortunately, I am one of those people."
Red Robin reached out and hugged the old pastor's body, then carried him step by step towards the pulpit.
"Unlike all the other Robins, who appreciate Batman's greatness, I appreciate his pain, the darkness caused by his everlasting regret."
"They look up to Batman, but I am the only one looking down on him, looking down on this scarred soul wandering in the darkness without relief, and then imagining that only I can give him relief."
"One day, I will either save him or kill him. This can only be done by me. No matter which opportunity comes first, I will not let it go."
Red Robin gently placed the old pastor's body in front of the pulpit, then knelt on the ground and pressed his hands on his chest.
"When I saw what lay there on the pulpit, I knew I had met a kindred soul who shared my same pathology and appreciation of the same beauty, only who had the power to put it all into practice."
"He wanted me to do the same, so he painted three parts of the painting, leaving only one corner."
"No one can refuse to work with a master to complete a great work. I can't resist this temptation, so I will help him complete his art and complete mine."
“Until the sacrificer is sacrificed, the immortal is burned, the precious is cast away, and the flying beast falls.”
"Stop talking." Lilith's voice sounded in Red Robin's mind, a bit hysterical: "I don't want to hear your crazy words, don't try to seduce me to help..."
When she said this, her voice stopped suddenly, and Lilith realized what she had said, so she growled even more angrily.
"Are you tempting me?! Are you the devil or am I the devil?!!"
Red Robin turned the old pastor's body over, letting him lie face down on the ground, with his hands spread out by his sides, lying directly in front of the pulpit, with his head facing the door, and then took out a handful from his waist dagger.
"When was the last time you made a contract with a human?"
"One or two thousand years ago." Lilith sighed and said, "Have human beings developed like this now?"
"Yes, this is humanity, welcome to human society."
As Red Robin spoke, he kept moving his hands. He pressed the tip of the sharp dagger against the ridge of the spine at the base of the old priest's neck.
With a "Puff" sound, the knife pierced the gap between the ribs on the back of the corpse, and then made a large incision.
Red Robin used slow and steady movements to peel off the skin on the old priest's back with a strange downward motion, lifting them upwards.
"Do you know what you are doing?" There was a rare hint of fear and uncertainty in Lilith's tone. She took a deep breath and emphasized: "You are blaspheming a person in front of God in the largest church in London. You are not afraid of the corpses of clergymen..."
"If I were afraid, I wouldn't have called you."
Lilith was silent. As Red Robin's hands moved faster and faster, Lilith couldn't help but ask: "What on earth are you going to do? I remind you, if God really comes later, I will say It's all your doing, it has nothing to do with me."
"No way, I will cry to him immediately and say that you seduced me. Otherwise, what do you think I am bringing you for?"
"you……"
"I said, welcome to human society."
Red Robin carefully turned up the two pieces of back skin and attached them to the old priest's shoulders. Then he reached into the old priest's body and gently pulled out the aging lungs.
"I'm warning you, that's enough!" Lilith almost gritted her teeth as she spoke, her tone full of uneasiness: "I really brought God here, let's finish it together!"
"If God could come, he would have come when his followers were being harmed. Even if God caused his death, I would not have transgressed the law."
Red Robin took a deep breath, then began to cut the lungs into strips with a dagger, and then covered them with skin.
After a long and meticulous operation, Red Robin finally stood up, walked down the steps with the dagger, and then turned to look at his results.
The old pastor was placed lying on the ground with his arms spread out and his head facing the direction of the door. Because of the steps, people walking towards him could just see his back.
It was a pair of bat wings with lungs as bones and skin covering them. It was spread out quietly between its arms. The dim light from three Gothic spire windows shone on its body. From the weird and bloody place, it was a pair of bat wings. There is a lot of beauty in it.
The sound outside the Westminster Auditorium door became more and more noisy, and the moonlight became darker and darker. An invisible wind pushed the door completely open, and countless pairs of blood-red eyes coveted God's treasured land.
With a breeze, a pair of dark boots fell from top to bottom, gently trampling down the fluff on the soft carpet. Between the two pairs of shoes, the blurred shadow of the corpse became increasingly clear.
The joy of victory in Cain's bloody eyes disappeared in an instant, leaving only deeper gloom and coldness and an almost uncontrollable anger that he had never experienced before.
"Have you ever heard an argument? The best way to punish a sinner is not to do good things, but to do worse things in front of him."
On the bank of the Thames, Red Robin held his hands on the railing and faced the river, looking at the blazing fire on the other side, and said: "The letter I left for Cain will definitely make him extremely angry."
"Because he died and resurrected, gathered tribes, and launched wars, just to get revenge on God, and the way to get revenge was to attack the church and blaspheme God, but I did it first."
"You only have one chance to tarnish Westminster. As long as I win first, he can't win."
Lilith was silent for a long time before speaking: "As long as you finish the devil's work, the devil will no longer be able to spread evil. Do you feel that your idea is a little bit... putting the cart before the horse?"
"That's because your understanding is too simple." Red Robin smiled, supported his face with his hands and said, "Spreading evil is the devil's job, but it is not mine. I used my hobbies to steal the devil's job. Who loses?"
He snorted coldly and said: "The purpose of Cain spending so much effort to resurrect is revenge, and I am just looking for some leisure activities in my free time."
"This is not the first time I have touched a corpse. There are countless corpses in this world that I can touch. It was the first time Cain captured the cathedral, but there is no second Westminster Abbey in the world that can be touched in a completely new state. He felt the pleasure of desecrating the sacred."
Lilith also had a bad relationship with God. She took on her own role, then sighed and said, "You and my good nephew don't have such a big hatred, so why is this?"
"Oh my god, what am I talking about?!" Lilith's slightly broken voice came again: "You are the only human being that I have not succeeded in seducing in thousands of years! You actually want me to take the blame for you? I I shouldn’t have answered your call in the first place!”
Red Robin smiled and said, "Do you think it's my fault? Have you ever thought that someone else might have seduced me?"
"...The murderer?"
"Yes, the murderer of vampires—Professor Schiller. Now I know why Jason was so afraid when he first met him."
"He saw me clearly in just a few days of getting along with me, and guided me step by step to do these things when needed."
"Seducing a detective with the truth made me have to go to Westminster Abbey to confirm whether my guess about the theme of the vampire's death was correct, using the scene in the church and the bottle of fat to make me understand the theme of his crime, and using my appreciation This artistic ability makes me understand the beauty in it and want to help him complete his work.”
"Using the death of innocents and the chaos of orderly society stirred my heart of justice and made me want to punish Cain, using my talent for murder so that the most important moments of Cain's revenge could never be perfected. "
Red Robin sighed softly, raised his hand, looked at the fingertips that were still trembling slightly under the dim moonlight, and said: "...What's even more terrifying is that it makes me so happy that I even tremble with excitement. "
Lilith remained silent for a longer time this time, as if she was trying to organize her words. After a while, she commented extremely objectively.
"If he was born in the Garden of Eden, what would happen to that snake?"
I guess the little fool doesn't read the Bible
(End of chapter)
