Venakana did not hear the voice of the Lord in the end.
As the little girl said, she seemed to have become weak, and her voice could no longer be heard from heaven to earth.
The princess stood up from the ground in a daze. The sky was filled with haze, and heavy rain fell on the city of Mosol.
The rain was pale, and a miserable howl could be heard as it passed through the air.
In the palace of the God of Desire, Priscilla and her daughter Alice woke up. When they saw the scene around them, their faces suddenly became miserable. Alice was so frightened by the dead bodies on the floor that she fainted again after retching. Her mother was left stunned to face all this.
Vina Cana carried Queen Claudius into the temple. When she raised her head, she met Priscilla's eyes. The latter was so frightened that her hair stood on end. Even her fingers became stiff because of the look in the princess's eyes. It seemed like he was going to tear her into pieces.
"You deserve it, you sinful soul!"
Venakana gritted every word out of her mouth.
Priscilla shivered, and through the window, she saw the desperate scene of Mosol City.
Just looking at the pale shower makes people feel uneasy, and in the rain, wailing sounds come one after another, striking people's chord called fear again and again.
Venakana's hand holding the sword was trembling, and her heart tightened. Until the end, the Lord did not answer her prayer.
The princess knows that Priscilla is not the culprit of everything. Even without this heroine who believes in the God of Desire, any pagan can open the cracks in this judgment through rituals. Priscilla just happened to appear in front of her.
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Despite this, Venakana still longed to kill her, and used all his hands to cruelly take away her life, making her mourn and fear her. It would be better for her and her daughter to die in front of her. Only in this way... will the princess's anger be appeased.
Where does your anger come from?
Venakana clearly knows...
At this last moment, the Lord still did not answer her prayers.
She was so angry that she tried to pour out her anger on Priscilla.
"Damn you! You cursed beast of a heathen!"
With Vinakana's hateful eyes, Priscilla no longer felt the princess's face move, but instead felt a terrifying ferociousness.
The hostess's limbs trembled, driven by fear, she froze, unable to move.
Venakana walked step by step, raising the sword inch by inch. Anger filled every part of her heart. She was angry with murder, but her spirit was shattered.
"Woe to evil people! Those who are close to the Lord and those who are far from the Lord. They do not do what God pleases, but choose to do what God hates. They think they have gained it, but they don't know that there are mountains of sins in hell that they will have to pay for after their death!"
Venakana frantically recited the wise name passed down by Blessed Luke. The princess provided support for her subsequent killings. Her body was pregnant with the fanaticism of a martyr.
"Woe to you, evil people! The gospel is so, but they push it away..."
She pressed forward step by step, chanting the words of Luke's old sermons. ….
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It was with these words that the Kingdom of Leyton took up the sword against the pagans, expanded its territory, and finally reached its peak.
Priscilla's vagina was open, her lips were trembling, and she was afraid of death. She tried her best to hug her daughter, and her whole body was trembling.
But he never thought that such a move would arouse Venakana's anger.
She was like a wounded young lion, feeling uneasy and dissatisfied with the actions of its prey, which led to even greater anger.
“Our Lord is stronger than the pagans, and blessed are the converts.
For, for our good, killing an infidel is not murder. "
In fact, Venakana knew in her heart that she was just looking for a reasonable explanation for her behavior.
Divinity, she cannot blind herself with wrath, which is undoubtedly tragic.
She felt like her actions were cowardly, but she couldn't stop, there was nothing she could do.
The princess walked up to Priscilla, clenched her long hands, raised them high, and the cold front shone.
In front of her, Priscilla lowered her head in fear, like a lamb waiting to be killed.
"Vina Kana!"
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Chapter 304: Let go of anger
The nun's voice penetrated the thick walls of the temple and fell on Venakana's ears.
The princess's breathing was stagnant, and she held it up with difficulty, without cutting it, and refused to put it down.
"What are you doing?!"
Jane rushed into the palace of the God of Desire, panting, and faced the scene in front of her with horror in her eyes.
"I'm going to kill this infidel..."
Vina Khanna said:
"No one can forgive her sins. Look, what a wrong thing she has committed!"
Venakana tightened her grip, as if she had regained strength from her anger.
Jane was stunned. As the princess said, she didn't know what kind of mistake Priscilla had committed.
but....
The nun felt something secretly.
This feeling comes from deep in the soul, like a sudden flash of inspiration and a firm hunch.
The premonition called to her to stop Venakana.
This premonition tells, stop Vina Khanna...
Not for Prissy, not for the compassion that every human life cannot be despised...
But for Venakana herself.
Jian Jue, this premonition seemed to come from something, as if she had predicted it in advance and planted the seeds of premonition in her heart.
"You can't take her life..."
Venakana turned her head suddenly and stared at Jane.
"She doesn't want you to do this..."
Jane called softly.
Venakana's hands froze.
She didn't know why she stopped, why the anger in her heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The long sword stagnated in mid-air, motionless for a long time.
Unexpectedly, Venakana recalled King Laurent's epic poem...
The third generation of the family questioned Yu. Before the king gave up his faith, God appeared in front of him.
God said:
【All this world is up to the people of the world to be willing to do it. 】
Venakana's thoughts were pulled, and time suddenly slowed down.
Later, when King Laurent and Zhenfulu fulfilled their wishes on earth, did they ever think about... Is God willing?
In her eyes, the stories of that era were epic scenes one after another.
Epic poetry always has its side, and while it depicts the great deeds of its heroes, it seldom recounts the faults of their lives.
Venakana held up a sword.
She asked herself softly...
"Am I willing to let go of my anger for her wishes?"
When the voice of the heart rings...
The long hair that was stagnant in mid-air was gently put down from Priscilla's side. .
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Chapter 304: Let go of anger
