On how a fish can attack the villain of Infinity Disease

In the magnificent church, under the sculpture of the gods.

The Pope held the little girl in his arms and placed her on the altar.

Lu Keming stood beside him, and behind them were members of Blue Dragon and the congregation.

The villagers were detained in the center of the church.

Ye Li and a dozen of his classmates led by him stood aside, and the Blue Dragon members stood in front of them, guarding them tightly and not allowing them to get close to the villagers.

Lu Keming stood on the stage, looking down at the crowd contemptuously.

Ye Li clenched his hands, looked fiercely at the people on the stage, and said through his teeth, "Lu Keming."

They suffered heavy losses in personnel, and they couldn't beat the current Blue Dragon at all.

Shen Minghua also didn't have a good look on his face, but he still held back his anger and patted Ye Li, comforting him: "You have tried your best, don't be angry."

Fang Ziang looked at the panicked villagers imprisoned in the center of the church, and asked Shen Minghua anxiously, "Should we let the church kill them all?"

"Then what else should we do? We can't beat those people like Blue Dragon." A white pigeon member behind Fang Ziang murmured.

Fang Ziang turned his head and glared at the man.

"Luo Wen, stop talking." Shen Minghua gave the boy a warning look and stopped him.

"But what I'm saying is the truth, President! Do you think we have other options?" Luo Wen felt a little annoyed when he saw that Shen Minghua was partial to Fang Ziang.

"Why is it the truth?" Fang Ziang's face was a little angry when he heard his words, "Can't we think of another way, and have to watch these villagers die incompetently?"

"Then you should think about it, I want to see what you can think of." Luo Wen replied unceremoniously.

Fang Ziang choked up suddenly, his white face flushed red.

Rowan snorted.

"Luo Wen." Shen Minghua warned again, and Luo Wen reluctantly closed his mouth.

The quarrel between several people caught Lu Keming's attention, and his dark pupils turned to look at Shen Minghua.

Guessing what happened, Lu Keming snorted, his voice resonating in his nasal cavity, low and contemptuous.

"Pope, is it not enough for you to kill my grandfather and them? If we have anything to do to you, you will not let us go!" A young villager asked the Pope angrily.

The Pope touched his beard, "You have nothing to do to me, but it is yours to sacrifice your life for the gods."

"Fart, then I'll give you the honor, go yourself!" The young man smiled sarcastically and returned the words to the Pope.

The pope froze and coughed.

"Well said!" Fang Ziang, who was on the side, agreed with the young man's words.

Ye Li glanced at Fang Ziang and sighed silently.

Fang Ziang noticed Ye Li's gaze and leaned a little closer to Ye Li.

Shen Minghua, who was standing on the other side of Ye Li, glanced at Fang Ziang who was close to Ye Li, his eyes darkened a little, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"I have the responsibility to welcome the gods, so I am naturally not suitable for such a thing." When several people had their own concerns, the Pope spoke.

"Hypocrisy!" The young man cursed immediately.

As soon as he spoke, the congregation immediately rushed out and knocked him to the ground.

"Since you are so active, then come first." The Pope held the scepter and stared at the young man coldly.

Standing in the crowd, Lyle looked at his not-so-close father-in-law with a complicated expression.

"Your Highness, since it is your great god, I don't think it would like you to summon it in this way."

"Oxie is a benevolent and benevolent god, and he will not agree with your actions."

His words stung the pope, the pope's face darkened, and he held the scepter tightly.

The priest was like this when he was still alive, watching his every word and deed, for fear that the pope would do anything evil in his eyes.

Thinking of this, the pope slammed the scepter heavily on the ground, "The gods will agree with me."

What do they know!

What's the use of holding on to things that are just.

Priests are so scrupulous about dogma, so they can only wait hopelessly for the gods, allowing the power of blessing to continue to drain.

In this isolated place, he could not get any news from the gods at all.

If this continues, the gods may abandon them.

He has to rely on himself.

God will understand him.

The pope closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes became firm again, pointing at the young man in front of him who had spoken rudely to him.

"Present him."

The young man kept struggling, "Let me go! You heinous sinners!"

The congregation did not relax at all, they escorted him to the altar and got to know him decisively.

Blood splashed onto the stone wall of the altar and flowed down the stone wall.

The fire in the chest of the little girl on the altar became brighter.

The pope's expression improved a little, with fanatical anticipation in his eyes, and he turned to look at the villagers again.

"Next, who are you coming?"

Lyle looked at the pope who had completely lost his mind, and protected Emma even more tightly.

Emma leaned on his shoulder, looking straight at the altar with her eyes.

"Your Highness, it's fine if you want our lives, what about Emma? She's not from the village, you don't want to kill your own daughter, do you?"

Hearing this, Emma and the Pope looked at Lyle at the same time.

The Pope glanced at Lyle, and then at Emma, ​​who had been staring at Lyle, with unclear eyes, "Since she is my daughter, she has the responsibility to dedicate herself to the gods."

Hearing this, Ye Li and Shen Minghua in the church were a little surprised.

"Damn, are you still a human being who wants to kill your own daughter?" Fang Ziang also met Emma, ​​and he had a good impression of this kind woman.

"Your Highness the Pope, you shouldn't be so ruthless." When Lyle saw that the Pope really had the idea of ​​sacrificing his daughter, he shook his head and took Emma back a few steps.

Emma and the Pope looked at each other, and the Pope waved at her.

"Come here, Emma."

Emma looked at the Pope, just about to move forward.

Lyle held Lyle down and shook his head at her.

"I'll replace her, don't touch her." Lyle took a few steps forward and stood in front of the Pope.

The Pope suddenly laughed, "Lyle, you are all going to die, how can you say that you will die instead of her?"

Lyle's expression was stiff and he didn't speak.

Emma looked at Lyle with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Emma, ​​come here." The Pope looked at Emma behind him and called out again.

Only then did Emma look away from the Pope, and walked to the Pope's side.

Lyle grabbed Emma's hand and shook his head at her, "Go back, Emma."

"You have deep affection for her, but it's a pity..." The Pope smiled meaningfully, "When you know her true appearance, will you still love her?"

What he said made Lyle feel a little inexplicable, and he still held Emma stubbornly, trying to protect her behind him.

"Lyle." Emma had the usual gentle smile on her face, but it was strangely false.

Like a fake mask, a gap has been cracked.

Lyle looked at Emma at this time, but gradually felt that she was strange.

Lu Keming, who was standing behind the pope, looked at everything in front of him, frowning tightly.

Emma was still smiling, but the hand touched by Lyle suddenly turned into bloody petals.

"Lyle, look, who is she?"