I’M Really Not The Demon God’S Lackey
Chapter 165: - The same dream
Rodney smiled and looked at the seven people standing around the altar. "
lucky"
The priest turned into messy flesh and blood in an instant. The radial and splattered bloodstains almost dyed the entire white altar into a bright red, constantly dripping, and various active organs wriggling on the ground. The congested inner space was instantly filled with the pungent and disgusting smell of blood, and the statue of the Pope gazing into the middle seemed to turn from serious to strange.
Ah, the priests whose faces were full of fear and fanatical expressions 0, in the struggle, their eyes gradually became helpless, and they lost their last breath.
Rodney walked to the side of the altar and looked at Yui excitedly, a cultivator who could barely stand up.
Awakened holy
"Sleeping Moon Son"
The brain of the Holy Moon, which is made of the main material, gradually transforms the host into a nest suitable for the presence of God, both physical and spiritual.
"fetus
The silver placenta embedded in the middle, of course, is
"placenta"
, The entire inner room is painted with runes, which are the uterus-shaped altars
"Fetal Palace"
.
when
"fetus"
,
"placenta"
,
"Fetal Palace"
They are together, "
God"
Could get in
"fetus"
Born on top! A god who has been trusted for thousands of years.
Today, the sleeves will really come from a dream to the real world, and will be adored by the eyes of people!
In the priest's chest
"Grow"
Dozens of tentacles danced out, pulling on both sides of his body, seemingly providing a deeper source of tentacles.
"Pull"
exiting.
"0 The priest continued to spew blood from his mouth, waving both of his hands indiscriminately, as if trying to grasp something, lasting for a full fifteen minutes, but in the end he could only kneel weakly.
Once he fell, the tentacles seemed to lose strength, and soon they fell to the ground together.After closer inspection, these bloody wet tentacles looked like intestines.
Silence was restored all around, except for corpses all over the floor, only Rodney and the saint were left.
Rodney-still stared at the corpse on the ground, looking expectantly, but as time passed, the excitement and crooked smile on his face gradually disappeared, and finally turned into disappointment and anger.
Everyone dies, meaning no one can stand the moon, they all fail! Bang out! "
He slammed the altar, waved his hand to call the saint standing beside him, and said blankly: Shiryl, go and call the next group.
"Yes." Yeah."
The saint stopped, showed a gentle and holy smile, and it was fine to choose the next group to enter the inner space, though, it's okay--- Rodney walked up to the altar and stroked it - the restless placenta that made the baby cry, the blood on the ground and all the seed organs were absorbed by the white altar, nothing left, nothing, and it's clean.
There are a lot of
"fetus"
"Time does not wait for anyone. It seems like it's time to promote Holy Moon Brain massively" Rodney murmured to himself.
Anitatel, an ordinary housewife, had a husband who ran a bakery and two children.
At dinner, she persuades her son to eat and hears a report on TV:
"Recently, a pastor of Dome Church apostatized and used an unknown bomb to blow up two churches. The death toll stood at 700, including baptists and clergy supporters, and the pastor of Charity Chapel. Lens.
"I believe that the people of the seventh parish are no strangers to old priest Tyrance. However, as the dependent Vincent, he truly takes revenge and annihilates humanity. After apostatizing, he went straight to Charity Church and killed her. Ascending
"Smacks 8! Annie frowned, picked up the remote control, and changed the channel. He had watched this similar news at least three times.
He breathed --0. Father Vincent once helped their house, because for a while the attic and walls of the house often make abnormal sounds. It is suspected that evil spirits are at work, but then Father Vincent is invited to see it. , it is known that in fact due to the operation of the bakery, there are often many other breadcrumbs and desserts at home, that caused the rats to breed and hide in the walls of Jiaqi and the upper floors.
Father Vincent helped open the wall mezzanine, cleaned the attic, and chased away all the rats.
Although he did something that seemed to have nothing to do with his work, the gentle and polite pastor laughed and said that wherever the moon shone, they needed to serve the faithful.
Annie still could not forget that after cleaning the attic, the gray-headed priest took out a bottle of rat poison and joked that this was what holy water looked like.
How could such a kind and caring Father Vincent have done such a cruel and frightening thing to blow up two churches and kill his supporters? He did not want to believe that Father Vincent was such a person, but for the palace church Faith made him waver again .
Annie shook her head. He's just an ordinary man. The hard work in daily life was enough to make him lose his heart. These things are too far for him. Even if he wanted to believe it, he would still be helpless.
"Both mother and mother's sons began to pull her clothes again, dragging her to play.
"good.
Annie comforted the two little ones and looked at her husband with the opposite laugh, in this innocent and warm atmosphere, tidying up and sleeping as usual.
"Where's this?
"
Annie looked around with a blank stare, the streets were empty, the night was deep, and there seemed to be noise in the distance.
But he still remembered that he should have fallen asleep, so-is this a dream? Annie walked a few steps blankly, vaguely feeling a little familiar, looking up and seeing the marks from the Church of Charity! He remembered, this is not Taie Are the streets near the Chapel of Love led by Father Si? New
It is true that the seventh parishioners are no stranger to the old priest Tyrance, just like people of Anne's age. If they were sick when they were young, they would go to the Church of Charity for the first time. For treatment.
That faint memory suddenly became clear. Annie subconsciously wanted to knock on the door, but before she could take action, a body figure appeared from the corner beside her, which left Annie terrified and hiding again.
His gaze was startled, seeing the man running two steps, falling in front of the door, his body charred and full of blood, that raised face was terrifying, but this familiar face of Annie was
Fr Vincent! Annie closed her mouth, her eyes widened, she couldn't believe it.
But everything that happens next really damages all of his cognition
Next day
Annie got up early in the morning and looked at the ceiling in confusion.
He did not know the meaning of his dream, but the fading moon apostle, who died like a god of death, the dead old priest Terrence, and the priest Vincent who wept silently in the fire, everything made him feel uncomfortable. .
A frightening conjecture still lingered in his mind, could this be the truth?
"Wow! Mom, please, this is terrible! The boy wakes up and cries loudly, telling him vaguely about Annie's terrible super dream. Although the language of the boy was very different, it was roughly the same as his dream It seemed! This could not be a coincidence! Could it be Father Vincent's vengeful spirit? But why did the Father Chinese Center of Dreams become like that? Is this the reason for his apostasy?
Is everything in this dream right or wrong? In her mind-the chaotic corridor Anne brought the child out of the door and saw her husband sitting in the living room. The lost expression made his heart move and step forward to test itself
"George, did you have that dream? George was startled, then his face suddenly changed, and he looked at his wife and children:"
Did you dream of it too? "
The two looked at each other and realized something was wrong.
A coldness spread behind him.
George gulped and smiled resolutely: 'Don't panic, maybe we should find a church whose voice is getting quieter. If everything in the dream is true, is the vault church still reliable?
"The phone in Jingling's living room rang, and Annie walked over to pick it up. That's Asina's friend.
He is also a member of the Dome Church and has received help from Father Vincent.
The fat middle-aged woman hesitated and panicked:
"Annie, have you ever dreamed of that