"Evil soul, why did you steal the authority of the gods?!"
Suddenly, Chen Yi felt that her soul was cold.
It's as if, somewhere down the line, that authority will eventually be taken away by someone at any time.
The terrifying backflow of fear rushed into his brain, and the high sense of security was shattered like tissue paper. Chen Yi grabbed the throne with both hands. Even in his dream, the touch of goosebumps was still real.
Chen Yi was at a loss as time in Resurrection Town was still passing. The old woman in red grabbed the window lattice with one hand, leaned out half of her body, pointed to somewhere in the sky, and insulted angrily.
stop!
Chen Yi pointed towards Resurrection Town, and time stood still again.
Pressing his head, Chen Yi could barely recover from the shock just now.
Let her die!
This was the first thought that came to Chen Yi's mind after being stunned.
Resurrection Town is still under his control. The chief priest cannot transcend the almost omnipotent authority and let her die, including myocardial infarction, falling to death, sudden death, pulmonary suffocation, old age... As long as she is willing, all kinds of deaths that the elderly deserve. Fadu would strangle her in an instant and take her last breath without any movement.
If she does not die, sooner or later she will find that the entire Resurrection Town has been manipulated by others, and after that, those pagan priests and wizards will investigate and even destroy the entire Resurrection Town in the name of blasphemy.
Chen Yi suddenly felt deeply about the truth behind holding a jade.
As long as she dies, no one will find out the secret.
Chen Yi raised his hand.
A person's life or death can be decided with the movement of a finger.
No need to get blood on your hands.
"Wait... It can't be like this. If a chief priest dies in a baron's castle for no reason, it will definitely attract the attention of the pagan high-level officials..."
By then, you will be more exposed.
"You can't kill her... you can't let her die, and... she's Lomea's grandmother."
Is there a better way?
"Then let her forget this."
Only forgetting is the best way.
If you can't forget, then...
Chen Yi had already paid attention and pointed at Priest Isa: "You will forget everything I want you to forget."
The dim light fell, and Chen Yi anxiously let time pass again.
"Just now...where did we talk?" Priest Isa turned her head in confusion. She looked at the Baron and Ronald and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, Lord Baron and little Ronald, we are old. I really can’t remember clearly.”
Baron Artest's face was pale, and Ronald also looked puzzled. He was about to speak.
stop.
"It seems to have been successful. Let Baron and Ronald forget about it, including the memory of me enlightening him."
All the lights in the Torment Bell Tower were extinguished, and two glimmers of light fell on them.
Chen Yi stared at the three people in the castle. Ronald hurriedly asked the priest Isa about mathematics. The old priest leaned down and answered gently, thinking with him. Baron Artai left the room in time without disturbing him.
Everything is back to normal.
Chen Yi still held his breath and waited patiently for the end of the teaching. Priest Isa said goodbye to the Baron and returned to the Lecture Hall under the escort of the guards... Until Priest Isa fell asleep, there was no other movement, and then he took the half The tone is Panasonic.
"Well, in the future, we must be careful with outsiders such as chief priests or wizards, and it is best not to act." After the crisis, Chen Yi collapsed on the throne as if frustrated.
He suddenly thought of Miss Pepper, with her soft and delicate face and light brown hair swaying in the wind.
Of course, what has already been done does not count.
There were no lights on the Bell Tower of Tribulation anymore. Chen Yi swept across Resurrection Town. Every time he was about to leave, he would take another look.
Just like taking a look at your equipment before quitting the game.
"Idle is praying again? Well, this time he recited it more familiarly than before." Chen Yi just looked at it, having no choice or intention to respond.
"The bell tower is out of lights, so we have to find a way to add them." He glanced at the Bell Tower of Misery, and if he really wanted to respond, he was too clever to make a meal without rice.
And taking action against the heretics seems to consume more lights.
As soon as the thought came to his mind, the sea of clouds in his eyes disappeared instantly. Chen Yi felt the hard touch on his back. He returned to the bed without opening his eyes, and the original sleepiness poured into his mind.
Without thinking much, Chen Yi quickly fell asleep.
............
Lecture School.
Priest Isa lay flat on the bed, breathing long and steadily. An old man in his eighties could still breathe so steadily, so he would not have a problem living for more than ten years.
In the darkness, the old woman's eyes widened!
The old and lifeless pupils slowly rolled up, leaving only the white of his eyes.
The eye sockets sunk, and a dark and smooth tentacle surged out, raising his eyes.
The eyes without pupils stared at the ceiling, as if penetrating it and staring at the sky!
The slippery, dark monster emerged from Priest Isa's body like a slug.
The body of the officiant quickly collapsed, with his chest and back empty and skin pressed against each other.
"Where did that soul come from?! And how did it steal the authority of the King of Kings?!"
The slug-like monsters dare not raise their voices, and the dark and sticky organs in their bodies squirm. This is their "mouth"
"My emotions were affected silently. If it weren't for the extremely high spirituality of this body, I wouldn't even be able to detect anything strange."
It looked at the old body, which was the body that it had built more than eighty years ago, and relied on it to reach the position of chief priest. Its spirituality was only inferior to the nine blessed sacrifices in the sect.
It's almost as far as a creature like it can go.
"And...not only emotions, but also the memory of this body can be erased! It is definitely not...a measurable existence!"
From time to time, there are reports of miracles of the True Religion appearing in Resurrection Town. It, which devoutly obeys the giant king, came here out of curiosity and the idea of letting this body spend its old age peacefully.
In this world, no matter which religion, there are always rumors of miracles appearing in some places. Most of them are tricks of some people or evil things are at work.
It originally thought that Resurrection Town was just the trouble caused by formed souls, and at most it had the support of the True Cult. This was also the reason why she asked angrily.
However, the situation was far stranger than he imagined.
Because of this, fear arises in it.
Although the Lecture Hall has a sacred instrument within the church that can create illusions and shield it from prying eyes, it still waited for a long time before emerging from the body of the officiant.
"...We can't alarm him again. Maybe...as long as he thinks about it, not only himself, but also the entire Resurrection Town can be destroyed in an instant."
It prepares for the worst.
"This body will be targeted. I have to hide it first, hide it first...except when I go to teach Ronald mathematics, I have to stay in the Lecture School. And then slowly wait until one day I die of old age, so that I can hide it from him. "
Then wait for the opportunity...
This blasphemous evil spirit will surely be destroyed!
It squirmed on the floor, suddenly sprouted tentacles from its body, and opened the closet.
Lying quietly inside was a classically graceful girl.
Lomea.
It carefully cut a slit on the forehead and slowly got in.
"From now on, I must live as Lomea." It had to abandon the highly spiritual body of the officiant and use a girl who was shaped fifteen years ago and was almost spiritless.
By moving her joints, she adapted to her body again, her mind relaxed, and she was as carefree as a girl should be. When her body was changed, her mood would match it.
"Well... I'm fifteen years old. Girls of this age will get married, so I should too." Lomea said to herself.
Try to make this body look like any other ordinary girl.
It is the nature of the spirit to constantly shape the body and walk in the world in the form of an old man, a woman, or a young girl.
Triple circle, trinity.
So Lomea is Isa. Always.
"Who to marry..." She tried to think about this question seriously.
"Chen, how about Chen Yi?" Her cheeks were slightly hot, and she was quickly infected by the mood of a unique girl.
"He has no spirituality and is quite good-looking. He is completely an ordinary person. That terrifying existence will never pay attention to him."
She is so sure.
