I’M Really Not The Demon God’S Lackey
Chapter 144: - Horror surveillance record
"Vincent's "harmful reaction to Holy Moon Brain was basically due to his high level of adaptation to the moon. After continuous use, his inspiration quickly lifted, and then he could see the moon. This is actually normal.
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Moreover, he also took the initiative to report. The possibility of suspicion is relatively small, but the problem is very important and we have to be careful, so we have to make sure that the disorder is not caught by others.
Winnessa groaned, picked up a short piece of white wax that the officer handed over and held her back.
He stretched out his slender, white hand and lightly wiped it, the wick of the candle lit, and the swaying flame rose with white smoke, which gradually rotated to form a white curtain.
Most of the lower-level priests of the Peak Palace Church did not know that the sacred emblem that incorporated a portion of their souls was not only their best way to cast a spell, it was not, but also a top-level monitor to monitor them.
As long as they had experienced baptism and held the sacred emblem, they would definitely be put within the range of monitoring, and no words or deeds could escape the grasp of the upper level.
The tin in Winnessa's hand was melted back from the mold used when pouring the sacred emblem. The material is special and has a mysterious connection to the sacred emblem. As long as the lead was burned, you could see what the person being monitored was experiencing. Under normal circumstances, the sacred emblem is required to be worn on the chest or held in the hand to recite the essence of Winnessa, and the curtain suddenly changes - a dim picture that is slightly wobbly is relatively simple in decoration In the church, the people prayed and worshiped, from a slightly lower point of view, there was also a man's hand over the believer. Vincent's soft voice can be heard from him, and he can be heard reading the scriptures.
After the next turn, it was a picture of wind and dust rushing into the church to visit the new Apostle Huiyue, namely Winnessa, and images of exorcism mixed in.
These are everyday images of Vincent handling things in small churches of the sub-diocese, mediocre and of no value.
8 Reads the Network Novel Winnessa Heart move, and the picture is frozen last time, it is a message from the owner of the video store Colin.
Then there was another scene on the street. Finally the pastor came to the audiovisual store. After meditating at night, she felt a little doubt about her circumstances, but Yiri went to the bookstore to finish her task.
Until the viewpoint shifted upward, the image of a dilapidated bookstore appeared in the picture, everything was still normal.
And this bookstore was even more ordinary, looking like an ordinary bookstore.
Winnessa frowned, then slackened, she could not help but think:
"Maybe I have considered Vincent too much for physical reasons. The brain absorbs the Holy Moon too quickly. Inspiration is much earlier than obedience. That's why the current situation is happening.
"Use it back a few times, and after a long period of consumption, it will reach a balance: he thought that, the scene he saw when he looked up had turned into a bookstore.
The first thing that attracted attention was the old wooden floor of the bookstore, then rose to a counter and bench next to the counter, and finally the bookstore was behind the counter.
Xiannesa.
He flickered strongly, his pupils shrinking to make sure he was right.
Sitting behind the counter - no, it's not at all human! The person sitting in a seated posture was clearly a black silhouette with a human outline!- The cold almost touched the sky from behind his back, and the bear Winesa I could not help but retreat, my heart was pounding, my temples were bulging, my eyes were still fixed on the picture in front of me.
What exactly is going on?
Vincent seemed to be unaware of anything. He walked over to chat with the dark shadows, involuntarily laughed, and was seen as a fleeting priestess, and was pulled as a warning to forcibly touch the gargoyle and the wishes. One of the seeds - yes, this ordinary-looking bookstore turned out to be like a magical cave, with high-level monsters in hand.
Winnessa looked at the dark-skinned human figure gripping Vincent's wrist and grasped it. When the two sides were close to each other, his heart was racing.
Because in the field of vision that was getting closer and closer, endless darkness as deep as an abyss, constantly rolling and moving, faintly, as if ten thousand eyes continued to shine in it, it was as if ten thousand eyes continued to shine in it, like a galactic universe, and wriggling tentacles were wedged together, as if they would swell at any moment, out of the outline of this human figure
"No, no! I'm gonna die! I can't sit still! I have to fight!
Winnessa shouted in her heart. He wrote a letter. It's an illusion of a spellcaster. He struggled to activate the [Silent Domain], trying to freeze the ether around him in silence. However, his strength had just been activated, and all his eyes were at this moment Qi was staring at him, the invisible tentacles were sticky and slippery, rubbing and tightening from the ankles and neck, suffocating spontaneously.
Winnessa's hands and feet were cold, her body was stiff, she did not dare to move at all.
On the contrary, the gargoyle and Seed of Desire at the counter were nothing, even though they scared Vincent to death.
In the picture, Vincent and the humanoid figure are still communicating.
The words communicated between the two were transformed into a sharp and noisy voice by Tian Qu's invisible force, but it was clear that Vincent seemed to have learned something and became extremely excited.
Finally, - the book was handed over to Vincent.
Winnessa's gaze was fixed on the book, and just as she was about to see the title of the book, her slavery disappeared in an instant, the electricity was activated, the candle was extinguished, and the image was suddenly cut off.
[Squiet Domain] Aether is active around the deployment position all quiet. Only Winnessa's heavy breathing was very clear. His face was pale and surprised: "
What is it ?! Dream beast, monster? Or heretics? For a long time, Winesa
His firm conviction re-filled his mind, his trembling mood calmed down a little, his eyes rounded, and his eyes opened again: his:
"But anyway, Vincent, this guy must have noticed something. He was ordered to test it. And the book always made me feel uncomfortable. I have to take action to win Winesa. There was a glimmer of coldness in his eyes, and then he called out to the servant.
The servant half-kneeled respectfully.
She reached out her hand to caress the servant's hair, showed a very gentle and infectious smile, and whispered: "
Heyman, come on, kill him for me, bring the book, leave no trace, don't point out any flaws, like before, the look of his attendant was full of obsession, reflecting Winesa's beautiful and gentle face, Kneel down slowly, and kissed the back of Winnessa's legs with a fanatical expression
"I'm gonna do it. It is my honor to serve you, my mission and my pursuit of life.
Winnessa nodded and watched as the servant disappeared, walked to the water mirror in the corner of the confessional, stretched out his hand drawing a circle, among the ripples, a platinum-robed old man prayed, he opened his eyes and said: 'Seventh Apostle, what's wrong?
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