I’M Really Not The Demon God’S Lackey
Chapter 164: - Please come
A group of congregations whose names were called calmly walked into the solemn inner space.
8. Even though my heart was tense and excited\, the most basic etiquette had to be strictly adhered to. After all\, this is the most sacred place in the Dome\ Church, which enshrines all
under normal circumstances, only popes and saints could enter here, and even the seven apostles could not enter so easily. Although they did not know what to do for Zi2, they did not know what to do, they had developed incomparable pride and pride in their hearts - Access to the inner space of the central church was enough for this ordinary congregation to blow a lifetime. In the inner chamber, the central white altar was enshrined with silver embryos, and the surrounding niches were statues of whales and other sacred objects.
The solemn and solemn pope, wearing a towering white hat and a beautiful robe, with golden strength in his hands, stood on the stairs in front of the altar facing the crowd.
Rodney looked at the line of priests who were neatly kneeling and saluting. His usual friendly smile appeared on his face, and he said in an old voice, "Don't be too constrained. All the people blessed by the moon are all my children, I treat you the same
"Imam u still had a sense of intimacy in his heart, and the tension in his heart was gently smoothed by an invisible spiritual power, and his admiration and admiration for the pope suddenly deepened.
Rodney looked at people with a smile, and his smile deepened as he saw the squirming marks on their faces and necks.
He took two steps and raised his voice: "
You must be very curious, why I want you to come here 04. The priests did not answer, and no one dared to answer.
Although the Pope was very kind and kind-hearted, this could only make them more respectful and fearful in their hearts, and could not reduce the sense of distance.
Rodney didn't mean for them to answer.
"All of you should know that the statues of the popes of the past were completely unsealed by ordinary people, and you guys are lucky enough to get in here today because you have unique similarities and unique similarities? This seems a bit contradictory . The dozens of congregations standing below showed somewhat suspicious expressions, but the days of practicing in the domed church were very lethargic and there was not much difference. Someone immediately thought of the only difference in themselves recently.
One of the church members looked excited, and carefully said: "My master, is it because of 039 Holy Moon Brain 0? Rodney nodded, his smile unchanged:
"Yes, first of all I need to tell you the truth about the 'Brain of the Holy Moon'. He turned around and paced around the altar, stretched out his hand to gently stroke the silver placenta, and whispered."
'The 'Brain of the Holy Month' was nominally an aid to imagination, but was actually used to choose qualifications. The main raw material is from sacred objects - you use the 'Brain of the Holy Moon' from the very first time. From the very beginning, someone has observed your body changes secretly. Until now, the congregation heard that they were being watched, but there was no resistance in their hearts. Just the excitement of being watched by the upper class all the time, all the emotions were triggered by the next sentence.
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Congratulations to everyone present, you are the lucky one and the chosen one.
Rodney said loudly:
"Today, you will be lucky enough to have one chance to touch a sacred object! Touch the holy thing ?!
When all the priests on the scene heard these words, they were all shocked, their expressions were initially disbelieving, and then they turned into extreme fanaticism.
Almost like a dream, not only could they enter the inner space, they could not, but also touching sacred objects.This was like an ordinary person who suddenly had the opportunity to enter the palace and touch the dragon chair with his hands, filled with incredible dreams.
And the materials used to make the Holy Moon Brain came from sacred objects. Doesn't that mean there are sacred things in their bodies now, O God, this is incomparable.
In an instant, they all felt surrounded by an overwhelming sense of happiness, and their faith in the church and the moon reached its peak.
"The moon will bless you forever.
"Now, come here and be fascinated by this overwhelming sense of happiness, the very emotional pastors, not even realizing that their beloved Pope was simply saying that 'Brain of the Holy Month' it has chosen its qualifications, but it does not say at all what Qualifications should be filtered out, why it should be filtered out, and why the chosen ones should come into contact with sacred objects.
Under the guidance of the saint, with piety and fanatical hearts of faith, they formed a circle around the altar and directed their hands to the silver placenta in the middle.
Exactly seven people.
As soon as everyone pressed on the placenta, it suddenly emitted a silver glow, and in that light, there was a faint psychedelic color.
Rodney stood not far away, watching the scene with the same smile on his face.
bs reciting mantra:
"Following the ancient oath, when you look at the moon, the sleeping son will recover here, the placenta, fetus, and fetal uterus will be ready, and the path will be formed. Please open your eyes, the moon stretches your body, and the moon breathes.
He read it seven times, each time using a different phase of the moon.
Every time you read it, from the central altar, an intricate fuwen circle would light up and spread out, quickly spreading throughout the inner room, and eventually merging and disappearing in the middle of the circular ceiling.
At the end of the last time, the entire inner space was covered by luminous runes, and only at this moment, if one ignored the pattern of the entire inner space, would they find that it looked like a woman's womb.
The entire space within the central church was basically a complete grand altar! The seven priests were in the middle of the light, unable to move
The strange silver glow from the placenta was like a living creature, wrapped around their bodies, leaving only expressions of doubt and horror.
"What's wrong? The only priest who dared to speak, this
Qin Meng said a word with great difficulty, and the blindfold on his face fell down while struggling.
Rodney ignored him, only saying:
"It's time to start, please come here. Before the priest could react, he heard terrible screams from all around him.
He could not turn his head, he could only try his hardest to point his eyeballs at it. In the aftermath, there was a picture of an unforgettable nun pinned by light. His entire body quickly swelled up like inflation, covered with red eyes, as if filled with red balloons filled with pus and yellow water, there were traces of peristalsis motion on his skin over time, it was as if something was swimming among his skin, flesh, and blood.
This wiggling trail is becoming clearer. There seem to be hundreds. They crumple, huddle, and cannibalize. In the screams of the nuns, they became human skin filled with these tentacles. The shape was strange, until his round eyes came out of his eye sockets and fell to the ground.
At the same time, it was also the last image the priest had seen in his life.
He felt a severe pain engulf, lowered his head, and saw his stomach crack, his intestines seemed to be alive, and as he twisted frantically, he saw his intestines open his eyes and looked at him