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Chapter 366 God's Messenger

What Ainos didn't know was that in the eyes of the group of primitive church believers represented by the old believer Parker, she was already the so-called "prime messenger".

But this does not mean that Ainos's proposal is meaningless.

Mira immediately thought that since the original church was going to be destroyed, why not be a big one and dismantle the church in the name of the messenger of God.

Anyway, I am indeed from the kingdom of heaven. In a sense, I can be regarded as an angel, a member of the messenger of God.

Thus, Mira and Ainos hit it off, and they started working on this matter in the blink of an eye.

The two carefully discussed the plan. First of all, they had to hide, pretend, and familiarize themselves with the teachings of the original church. None of these three things could be completed overnight, but it would take a certain amount of time to prepare.

After agreeing on a plan, the two acted immediately. They found a suitable sacrificial robe, and at the same time they found a copy of the "Third Prophet Book" of the original church, which described things different from the "Thousand Year Prophet Book". deeds.

In this heretical and cult scripture, Soramus changed the image of the loving and kind angel in "The Millennium Prophet", but was on the opposite side of Shane, and existed on that scripture as Shane's perpetrator.

Mira concentrated on memorizing every word and every sentence in the "Third Prophet", and at the same time, during the break, she apologized to Solamus in the sky in a low voice. She swore that she did not mean to blaspheme him.

A week later, Mira memorized the pagan scriptures backwards with her excellent memory, and she clearly wrote down every word in it. In addition, she also left the elders of the original church behind. I also recited the notes to make my disguise more seamless.

Ainos assisted Mira from the side, and the princess also recited the scriptures in the "Third Prophet", but unlike Mira, the princess didn't have much psychological burden, let alone recite those profane sentences. guilt.

When the time came to the second week, Mira entrusted the old believer Parker to bring them a map of the city under the city. The map in his hand looked rough and inferior. For La and Ainos, it was enough.

"Mira, have you decided?"

Enos looked at Mira and said:
"If you decide, go immediately."

Mira nodded emphatically.

Seeing this, Ainos stood up, took off the sacrificial robe she had prepared a long time ago from the shelf, put it on Mira's body, and at the same time tied the mask on the girl herself.

Under the mask, Mira kept looking at the city under the city outside the window.

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Mira and Ainos walked on the street, and the latter followed closely behind like a girl's maid. As a princess, Ainos was good at observing and disguising, so every move she made was very in line with the status of a maid.

The girl holds a torch in one hand and the Book of Kings and Prophets in the other.

Between the streets and alleys, dust filled the dark alleys, and there was stagnant water in the depressions on the ground, and the stagnant water was so rotten that it was covered with moss.

The more you walk in this street, the stronger the smell of the air becomes. Dried blood, severed limbs of insects, festering wounds, corpses that have been dead for many days, this street is like Deschanel's Like a sewer, all filth will gather here.

On the road along the street, there are believers who are weak and sitting on the ground everywhere.

Their lives are monotonous and hopeless. This is the city under the city, a lightless place isolated from the world, lack of communication with foreign countries, barren land, and a life bound by sacrifices... Everything here is far beyond anyone's imagination. As the saying goes, God's creation does not distinguish between you and me, but man wants to divide himself.

The whole city under the city is like a large altar.

All living and dead are offering sacrifices to the original cradle.

In this stagnant water, in this frozen dark place.

Meera came with a torch.

Although the optical fiber is weak and dull, as if it will be swallowed by darkness at any time, it is still light.

In this slum, Mira walked up to an old man.

The old man knelt on the ground, his face was covered with dirt, one of his hands was broken, his head was slightly cracked, and he was roughly wrapped with hemp steps, his whole body was skinny and boneless.

But he was still kneeling, clasped his hands, and kept begging God to let him return to his original cradle.

In this lightless place, apart from praying, the frail body alone cannot do anything.

Mira looked at the old man and gently stretched out her hand.

Gently touching the old man's forehead, Mira whispered:
"Frasomilla."

That's the old saying "life".

I saw the old man in front of him who was about to meet his death in pain, his cloudy eyes gradually revealed a trace of clarity.

The latter clasped his hands together, staring blankly at Mira in front of him.

Mira said:
"Remember, God has forgiven your death."

The old man froze in place, unable to let go of his hands for a long time. He watched the figure of the priest of unknown origin disappear into the street, and his mind was in chaos.

This is like a dream, like a hallucination before death.

The spiritual vortex pulled the old man into it, making him unable to extricate himself for a long time.

After a while, the trembling lips uttered a word...

"Is that... the messenger of God?"

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In this dark and lightless city under the city, hope is slim but high above, like the river of light across the city, it is always there, but it always stands in the distance and cannot be touched.

And Mira held the torch and walked in the streets, like the light falling to the earth.

Along the way, she saw blood, and useless and sinful sacrifices filled every corner; she saw the frenzy, people kneeling on the ground obsessed with this rigid status quo, enjoying the torture of despair; In a city like an altar, even if people lose everything, they will not lose suffering.

In this lightless land, Mira stretched out her hand to those suffering people.

She recited the old saying again and again, and drove away the pain from them again and again.

The believers in the city under the city have never seen such a person, and some people want to keep her and ask where she came from.

Mira just said:
"I am from God,
I will go wherever God tells me to go. "

Other than that, Mira didn't give any reply, and her maid Enos has been following her silently. In this scene, it was like a follower was witnessing for the prophet.

Within a few days, the name of the messenger of God spread throughout the entire city below the city.

People say,

The stagnant water is poured into the living spring.

The redemption that I have been looking forward to day and night is in the hands of the messenger of God.

　ready for a big wave

　　
　
(End of this chapter)