The Overlord Journey of the God of Creation

"Someone instilled heretical beliefs in you, and drew a magic circle on your body to summon demons. According to that person, you summoned demons by sacrificing babies." Father Peter said without sadness or joy.

"That person even told you about the 'Dark Scripture'." Father Peter said the most crucial thing.

"Who was that man and what did he tell you—"

"I won't say anything." Madison smiled.

"I can only tell you that the six great gods are just hypocritical gods. When the real doomsday comes, even the gods will not be spared."

"It seems that he was brainwashed by a heretical cult." Peter sighed. "Then torture him." The girl with black and white hair said with a chuckle.

"Whatever you say, you can ask it out—Bloody Peter."

"I don't like this nickname. I'm desperate to die. I haven't liked it since I was a dark scripture." Father Peter said, and he took out two leather gloves from his pocket.

"Moreover, what I do is not torture—it's prayer. I'm saving the souls of the lost, so that they can return to the embrace of God after being redeemed. It's just that I'm asking them something during the process of purifying their souls. .” Peter put his palms together and prayed reverently.

Shenling Jiesuo shook his head helplessly, and chuckled mockingly, but Captain Shenren didn't look at him at all.

Only the nun behind him bowed her head in prayer.

"Speaking of which, who is this person, your student? Do you want to pass on that peerless torture technique?" Desperately asked, but Peter didn't answer her.

His eyes were clear, but with iron-like determination.

"Let's get started, Maria."

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Maria opened the black suitcase, and a piece of silver light spilled out.

Scalpels, three-edged thorns, steel nails, daggers, hooks, bitter pears, curved leaf knives, short saws, vises...all are made of silver or steel plated with silver, like a surgeon and The pipe repairman's tool kit mixes it up.

Even if it was desperate, he couldn't help casting his eyes here. This black box condensed the painstaking efforts of several generations of heresy inquisitions in the Theocracy. Peter picked out the methods of the past judges from the files, and then restored them.

This small box is only part of it, and there are many large equipment that cannot be carried with you.Therefore, he is the most feared man in Theocracy - Bloody Peter.

"Are you going to watch it here? I don't think you'll feel comfortable watching it."

"I've seen it many times." Jue Zhe Ming said.

"Me too." Captain Shenren said so.

After they all said that, Shenling Liaosuo was embarrassed to leave first, and he just wanted to take a look at the wrist of the legendary Peter.

What caught my attention was the nun. It seemed that she had no intention of leaving. According to her position, she seemed to be the assistant of Father Peter.

"No way...such a young girl..." Shenling Jiesuo murmured.

Father Peter took off all the bedding of the mattress, leaving only the table and the hard board, and then he threw Madison on the bed.

The silver light flashed, and Maddis let out a painful roar.

"Ah..." Shenling Jiesuo subconsciously covered his mouth.

Four steel nails passed through Maddis's limbs, tore his skin, and precisely passed through the Achilles tendon of his limbs.

There was a chain behind the steel nail, and Peter used the chain to wrap around Madison's body. His movements were so skillful that one wondered how many people he had killed like this.

"It's different from the priest in my impression, isn't it?" Father Peter said flatly, as if everything just now was not done by himself.

Pious and peaceful, no joy or sorrow.

Author's message:

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I don’t have time to code tomorrow, I will add one more today

PS. God's collar was stabbed to death by Shalltear in the original work, and died in the confinement of the world line in this work (by the aftermath of the battle between Shalltear and Artoria), and now it is the second generation God collar bound lock.

(The typesetting exploded again when I modified it today, emmm... From Shuke to Hedgehog, this bug is still not fixed...

第260九章 恶魔召唤(4000字)

In people's minds, priests and priests are often sacred and noble symbols, and they are located behind warriors and paladins, releasing miracle magic of healing.In countless adventure stories, priests are often not the protagonists, but they must be the core and most important supporters in the team.

At the same time, priests are also fragile. They don't have the tough body of warriors, nor the high firepower of magicians, so they must be in the middle and back of the team and accept the protection of the front row.

But Father Peter is obviously not such a character.

Peter pierced two snake-like silver hooks through the old man's flanks, and with a light pull, the barbed silver hooks instantly mingled with his muscles, and Medis couldn't cry out anymore. The pain had already made him lose his strength. The old man hung his head and made an indistinct sound.

"My... oh my god..." Shenling Jiesuo swallowed and let out a slightly trembling voice.

As the ninth seat of the Dark Canon, he took office two months ago, and he succeeded his elder brother.He and his elder brother have the same ability, and they can both use the "seal lock" left by the six great gods, so his name is also God's collar binding lock.

Before becoming the Dark Sacred Code, he was an elite warrior of the Fengyue Sacred Code, that is, a killer. No matter what tragic killing scenes he had, he could no longer shock him.Because whether it's a corpse with all its internal organs emptied, or a sea of ​​blood floating in the broken flesh, I have seen it when hunting all kinds of cultists.

But now, he felt cold sweat gushing down his back.

"Is he really... a priest?" murmured the Dark Codex warrior.

"He is the most devout man I have ever seen, and the best executioner in the Theocracy—he regards those things as prayers, as the salvation of sinners." Juedie whispered.

God Ling Jiesuo looked at the man's movements, only feeling creepy - the priest was not killing people, all his movements avoided the vital points of Medis, and even precisely controlled the amount of bleeding of the victim.

An hour earlier, when the priest had opened his stomach with a knife, Medis had been so weak that he was on the verge of death, and he was still on the verge of death.