savior epic

Chapter 59 Don't Worry, The Lord Is There

The prisoners were escorted to the street by the heretics, and the townspeople crowded on both sides of the street after hearing the news. They either looked at the heretic guards with resentment, or mourned holding the icons.

Everyone knew that they were going to be sent to the Holy Land and burned at the stake.

Anne, who walked at the end, was holding her mother's hand, and she hummed the ditty of "Where is the Lord" in a low voice.

Christopher walked in front, his hands and feet were bound like others, his eyebrows were bent, a wooden icon pendant hung in front of the monk's robe, and the priest had a calm expression.

Among the crowd, an old woman in a kerchief squeezed out of the crowd, carrying a package in her arms.

"Grandma Amy!" The surrounding townspeople tried to stop her.

Grandma Amy hurried because of this, and the guards didn't stop her. She trotted to Christopher a few times.

"Father, Father Christopher," Grandma Amy turned her head to look at the guards surrounding her. She hurriedly said to the priest, "Here are some dry pies and a little silver Reed."

Christopher took the package with bound hands, and smiled kindly at Grandma Amy: "Thank you, the Lord will protect you, Amy."

"Father, take care on your way, good priest, my husband has always thanked you."

Grandma Amy burst into tears, and the guard warned her not to approach.

"Don't worry," Christopher paused, then smiled slightly, "The Lord is there."

The guards pushed and shoved Grandma Amy. She kept leaning back and squeezed back into the crowd. She managed to stand on her heels. Before clasping her hands together, she saw the wooden icon dangling under the priest's neck.
Among the crowd on the street corner, Chen Yi's eyes gradually drifted away with them.

"Nora Rich."

After nightfall, after a hasty dinner, Chen Yi opened her eyes of spiritual vision and tried to recite the old saying "Salvation".

Christopher taught himself this old saying before he left, because he trusted his uncle Raymond, so he trusted himself.

Chen Yi cut her finger with a knife, and a few drops of blood dripped down.

He waved the light in the palm of his hand towards the wound, and the cut wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Huh." Breathing out a breath, Chen Yi turned around, pulled out the linen paper clipped in "Old Years" for recording, and picked up a pen to write down Christopher's words.

I remember that after memorizing the old saying "Salvation", I asked Christopher that the old saying can be used by others as long as I remember the pronunciation, so in a crisis, wouldn't it be possible for the enemy to recite his old saying after hearing his voice.

Chen Yi's pen tip landed on the paper.

【"Father Christopher said that if both parties use the same ancient saying, after the person with a high comprehension recites it, the person with a low comprehension recites it again, but will be hurt by his own ancient saying. Moreover, the person with a low comprehension will recite it for the sake of comprehension. taller people as wedding dresses. On this point, it has nothing to do with spirituality.”]

Chen Yi wrote down this rule on paper.

"That is to say, even if you hear other people's old sayings, if you don't know their language family, you won't be able to exert much effect if you don't understand it." Chen Yi murmured, "So just knowing the pronunciation is useless."

Putting away the linen paper, Chen Yi picked up a bottle of blood on the corner of the table, which was the blood left by Christopher for her psychic ritual.

"Go to Kassim tomorrow to get some materials. Well, the sage of Crimea has been away for a long time, and Roman and Idle have both induced spirituality. I don't know what Kassim will do next for the Heavenly Kingdom Association." Chen Yixin thinking.

Roman and Idelai's spirituality induction was very successful, far beyond their own comparison.

Chen Yi was not disappointed, she directly grasped the old sayings, and they might not even know what the old sayings are.

"After all, reciting platinum incantations directly, combined with some mysterious props, is enough to be effective." Chen Yi thought, "The spells are effective, perhaps because they contain ancient sayings."

"After getting the materials, let's perform the psychic ceremony the day after tomorrow."

Tomorrow night, Chen Yi will be on duty at the prison, and the day after tomorrow happens to rest all day.

To be on the safe side, Chen Yi planned to go to the Kingdom of God before psychic, to protect herself.

After sending away the lying hair to lead the reading, Lomea returned to the body of a 15-year-old girl.

In the study converted from a prayer room, Lomea sat at the table, the events of last night occupying his entire mind.

"...Last night, Chen Yi dragged his corpse?" Lomea said to himself.

The spirituality of the priest's body was extremely high. At that time, she sensed the residual spirituality, so when she turned her head, she saw Chen Yi dragging something and hiding in the corner.

"Did Chen Yi kill him? It should be, but...how did you do it?" Luo Mei A thought subconsciously when he was puzzled.

Is it that soul?Secretly manipulating the soul of Resurrection Town? !
Is that spirit staring at him? !

Lomea was suddenly flustered.

Yes, the relics of the previous seminary sensed the pale showers on him.

The more you think about it, the more likely it is.

Lomea grabbed his thick brown hair and murmured in disbelief: "How is it possible, how is it possible, he obviously doesn't have much spirituality, how could he be noticed. He shouldn't, he shouldn't."

These days, she has had many speculations about the hidden soul, suspecting that it is the remnant soul of a fallen angel, and suspecting that it is a strange dead soul that escaped from the ancient holy capital, or A projection of a deity exiled in the Celestial Realm
All in all, ever since the memory of Isa's body was erased silently, Lomea knew that the power of the soul of Resurrection Town hidden in the dark was definitely beyond his current measurable power.

"How did you get targeted? Mister, how did you get targeted? Your spirituality is obvious." Lomea's self-talk revealed deep powerlessness, "Spirituality. Induced spirituality, yes, you have been to the kingdom of celestial bodies. so."

With her fingertips on her forehead and between the tips of her hair, Lomea's mood is indescribable, unbearable, bitter, or tangled and heartbroken. Her palm is pressing on her cheekbones, her brows are tightened, and her eyelids are squeezed into her eyes.

"Damn it, I clearly warned you." Pepper girl said angrily, "I clearly warned you, why didn't you listen, sir."

Luo Meia felt deeply powerless, it was impossible to drag Chen Yi out of the sight of the soul by himself.

As for the self-confidence note, she still hasn't received a reply from the head priest of the sect, so it's hard to talk about any help.

After a long time, Lomea raised his face, "No, not necessarily. It might just be a coincidence. Maybe it's just that he owns some kind of mysterious object, left to him by his uncle. Don't think too much, don't think too much, Han Xi."

The tumbling mood gradually settled down, and Lomea stroked his chest gently, making a secret decision.

She's going to have a look.

Secretly went to Chen Yi's house to confirm.

"Later, find a time. When the curfew is approaching, bring the sacred objects. Yes, use this body to go there. You can't use the body of the priest. It may still be staring at that one. Go to check and stand outside."

(End of this chapter)