Tokyo: Parasite

Chapter 395 165: Things of Faith

"Mr. Li often mentioned you, regretting your talent and hating what you did."

Ye Jie operated his watch and sent a message to Jennifer.

She had always heard that Augustus was a scheming man, but now that she had the chance to meet him face to face, she still wanted to try and see if she could keep this accomplice of the Mo City riot as a comfort to the deceased.

"The Supreme Being has granted us the path to pursue power, but has never restricted us on how to walk the path. They are not qualified to feel sorry for me."

Augustus took out from his sleeve the magic scepter that he had modified. The gem on the top had been changed into a crystal ball that contained souls. It exuded a cold and spooky aura, as if it was haunted by evil spirits.

"Moreover, the Most High and the Lord you mentioned may even be the same person. In other words, even your God was just a bystander in the things I did. You are not even an angel, so what qualifications do you have to stop me?"

"So, the Lord made you meet me today." Ye Jie raised his head slightly. Above the church, the angel's eyes gathered a wave of faith power again. His pupils looked at Augustus. A golden light flashed, and a giant golden spear penetrated the place where Augustus stood in milliseconds.

Unfortunately, he sensed the attack in advance and the scepter emitted a ripple, teleporting Xavier to another place before the giant spear pierced through him.

Augustus looked at Xavier beside him and said, "I don't consider myself a superhero or a good guy, but considering your talent and common enemy, we seem to have a good basis for cooperation. You join the Soul Assembly and I will help you satisfy your desire for revenge."

Augustus glanced at Fei Du Wu Shen's eyes. He didn't say anything about killing the real murderer. After all, he was the real murderer.

Unlike Fei Du who felt that he was like Augustus, Augustus never felt that Fei Du was like him.

He is too utilitarian, and his pursuit of knowledge is only to satisfy worldly power.

And Augustus only thought about how to be eternal.

Fei Du was complacent because he thought he had found the sixth extraordinary path, but the extraordinary path that could not lead to becoming a god was nothing but a waste to Augustus.

Feidu values ​​Xavier's blood because it can be used as a raw material for medicine, but he values ​​Xavier himself more.

Xavier silently closed Feidu's eyes: "Okay."

Concise and concise.

Ye Jie pulled out a shrunken version of the Spear of Destiny and stabbed it at Augustus.

Augustus' movements were relaxed, but his expression was extremely serious. He pointed the scepter at Ye Jie, and the crystal ball on the top suddenly exploded, revealing a large number of broken souls. They weaved into a spiritual network, as if they had built a shared brain chain, and in front of Ye Jie, they formed an illusory face.

“Ahhhh——!!!”

Just as Ye Jie tried to pass through this huge spirit, the face became extremely painful and emitted a sharp explosion that resounded directly in his soul.

Even though Ye Jie was protected by the Holy Light, he turned pale at this close distance. He suddenly stopped attacking, retreated a distance, and half-crouched on the ground.

Augustus had naturally made preparations in advance. This attack was a complete self-destruction without distinguishing between friend and foe.

As the cry of the soul spread, the people nearby fell into a state of madness and half of the city became chaotic.

With the help of the amulet given to him by Augustus, Xavier passed through the spirit body, breathed cold air towards Ye Jie, and swung his claw blade.

Ye Jie stood up, threw the Spear of Destiny, and all the remaining energy exploded, directly injuring Xavier and forcing him to retreat violently.

Augustus caught Xavier and floated in the air: "I think the angel will not disappoint the believers, right? I have something else to do, so I won't stay any longer to admire the grace and glory of the goddess."

After saying this, Augustus left into the distance at a speed that was not too fast to be caught up with.

Ye Jie flew into the air, glanced at their leaving backs, but ultimately did not chase after them. He turned around and headed towards Brand.

From a distance, she saw Brand and Jennifer trying to use holy light and injury aura to calm the rioting crowd nearby, but the effect was mediocre.

"That extraordinary person ran away the moment the explosion sounded, but I feel that kind of ability is a bit familiar, as if I have heard of it somewhere." Jennifer was teleported here. She was already exhausted and felt dizzy and nauseous. She was shocked by the soul's cry and even vomited her dinner. Now she felt dizzy and dizzy.

Brand's condition was even worse. After seeing Ye Jie coming, he no longer cared about the violent crowd, but jumped onto a roof somewhere, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes to rest.

Seeing that they were fine, Ye Jie flew towards the church.

The closer to the church, perhaps because of the protection of the angel's eyes, the less harm ordinary people will suffer. Most of them will experience dizziness, vomiting, and discomfort. Few will hurt others, and even if they do, they will be quickly subdued by the believers in the name of being possessed by the devil.

But in a sense, this can indeed be called being possessed by a ghost.

"Praise God! Praise the angels! The light of the Lord will guide every lost lamb. We should not be afraid, for darkness will not be able to resist the coming of dawn—" In order to show his face more, the archbishop is encouraging believers to pray more devoutly.

Ye Jie dived into the Angel's Eyes and controlled it, causing it to slowly rise higher, as if it was returning to heaven.

The believers below chanted scriptures to see the angel off.

Until the Angel's Eyes flew to a height where it could overlook the entire São Paulo, under Ye Jie's control, the eyeballs flashed a white light, and then silently disappeared into the sky.

The believers stared blankly at the angel's disappearance, feeling lost.

Their prayers are more or less filled with a hint of longing and impure purposes, hoping that the angels can perform a miracle, just like in Rio. They don't ask for a cure for terminal illnesses, but just to warm people's hearts.

But alas, nothing seemed to happen and their prayers were not answered.

The Archbishop was also a little disappointed, but he certainly wouldn't show it on his face like these believers.

He was still fanatical, shouting loudly: "The coming of the angel is the Lord's gift to us. The Lord has mercifully saved this city from destruction. We should not ask for more, or we will fall into the abyss of greed and be watched by the devil—"

Before the Archbishop finished speaking, he felt something wet touching his cheek. He looked at the believers again and saw that they all suddenly became excited and fanatical.

"It's raining?"

The Archbishop looked at the falling light spots, which hit his hands and actually gave him a moist feeling.

Is this the rain of light?
The combination of these two things, plus the angel's arrival, there is no doubt that it must be a good thing full of healing power! A miracle that can be opened in a chapter in the Bible! It may even be pure holy water!
The voices of the crowd gradually grew louder, some people began to cheer loudly, and more people opened their mouths wide, greedily drinking the nectar that fell from the sky.

Some people also took out containers and wanted to hold more, which would be great whether for later use or for trading.

Some even took off their restraints, cheered and ran wildly in the rain, treating this place as a nude beach.

"Hurry! Dad, move Mom out of bed and expose her to the rain! Huh? No, I don't want her to die and get insurance compensation! Let me explain."

"Wife, wuwu, scatter the baby's ashes." "Hubby, I drank the holy water that fell from the sky, and suddenly I became two months pregnant. Really, I didn't lie to you, you believe me."

The archbishop enjoyed the shower for a long time before he reacted and asked the clergy below to quickly move out all the containers that could be taken out of the church. From now on, this will be the treasure of their church!
In the distance, the rain of light covered the entire São Paulo. Those who had gone berserk due to the cry of souls slowly returned to normal in the rain, and the side effects also slowly disappeared.

"Huh, as a fellow Paladin, how did Ye Jie do this?" Jennifer stretched out her hand, feeling the moisture from the rain of light, and said enviously. Obviously, the power that everyone can borrow from the Lord is about the same, with the worst being a little lacking in power. But Ye Jie's ability, after all, seems to be an expansion of the power of holy light.

But she couldn't expand much.

Being able to transform holy light into various weapons has reached its limit.

But Ye Jie can even transform the holy light into all kinds of vivid animals. Jennifer had seen her perform once before and felt like the sky was falling.

The cat she wanted to conjure up looked nothing like it, with a face that wasn't a face and limbs that weren't limbs. How did Ye Jie make it so lifelike?

Brand touched the broken arm of the angel in his arms: "An object of faith."

"Huh?" Jennifer looked sideways in confusion.

"In addition to Ye Jie's special affinity for Holy Light, the holy water bottle passed down from her family should be a thing of faith, just like my angel's broken arm. It can collect the power of faith of believers and strengthen the Holy Light in various ways, thereby achieving many things that were originally impossible."

"It was only after the battle in Tokyo that I began to gain some insights. I barely felt the existence of the power of faith, but I am still far from being able to use it as well as Ye Jie."

As he spoke, the broken arm of the angel in Brand's arms glowed slightly, and at his fingertips, a light-spotted butterfly slowly took shape, then broke away from the fingertips, flapping its wings, dragging a ray of tail light, and swaying in the rain of light.

Well, now she is the weakest one left.

Although it seems to be like this.

How come she is the only one who doesn't have these instruments of faith?

Jennifer stared at the butterfly.

Brand hesitated and looked at the platinum ring on Jennifer's left middle finger.

“In fact, maybe you also have something of faith in you, but you have never discovered it.”

"what?"

Jennifer pointed at herself blankly: "Me?"

Brand simply asked, "Who gave you your engagement ring?"

"Why are you asking this?" Jennifer covered the ring warily.

"I seem to be able to feel a little power of faith from your ring. Maybe you can try to mobilize it." Brand said, closed his eyes in the rain, and recovered.

Jennifer looked at her ring in confusion. It was the ring that Bai Shihang gave her on her birthday. She secretly wore it on the middle finger of her left hand, which represented her engagement. She had never taken it off and had become accustomed to it. She didn't feel any strange energy from it, but Bai Shihang did mention that it was a ring left by his mother and could sense her location at any time.

So is this really an instrument of faith?

Actually, it wasn’t originally.

Bai Shihang's Holy Light Mark can only mark five beings, but that was before he awakened his original consciousness. Now, if he wants, the Holy Light Mark can be sold wholesale to form a division of Paladins.

So when she remembered it one day, she casually gave the ring the mark of holy light. But Jennifer was not very focused. She was often not in church or places with strong faith. She did not pray with much sincerity, so naturally she could not accumulate much power of faith.

Jennifer became interested and tried to call upon holy light to wrap the ring.

Slowly, a unique power appeared under her control.

She separated a ray of holy light, and soon, as she operated, a kitten with slightly stiff movements appeared on her palm, staring at her and meowing.

"Success!"

Jennifer got excited and her strength dissipated, and the kitten disappeared instantly.

She didn't care and touched the ring excitedly, never expecting that it would actually be an object of faith.

In the sky, Ye Jie, who was exhausted, landed in front of them.

"The so-called voodoo is just a trick created by the Soul Assembly, and Xavier who was put on the stage is just a young man who was deceived."

"Augustus's goal has been achieved. He has taken him away."

"Rio is safe, at least for a short time."

Jennifer sighed: "Black Angel, former Special Affairs Bureau Super, Ito Seiji, Soul Assembly and us, Rio is unlucky enough."

"Not necessarily. Maybe they think this is an opportunity. They are not afraid of anything happening. They may be more afraid of losing the chance to enter the extraordinary world." Ye Jie is not a saint. She can see through many thoughts of the upper echelons of these countries.

As long as the chaos caused by the extraordinary is not aimed at them, no matter how many ordinary people die, they will not give up the slightest chance of having any intersection with the extraordinary.

"So, the Soul Assembly made such a big move just for Xavier. Is this some kind of ritual?" Jennifer sorted out her thoughts, feeling somewhat strange.

"The initial target may not be Xavier." Brand said, "At least in our investigation, Xavier was involved some time after the emergence of voodoo."

Ye Jie nodded: "I didn't kill the culprit of the voodoo cult. I suspect that Augustus deliberately let him die in front of Xavier. Maybe this is the reason why Xavier's ability has been improved."

"Do we need to tell the Rio officials about what happens next?" Brand asked.

After thinking about it, Ye Jie shook his head and said, "No need for now. You can reveal that this is a conspiracy of the Soul Assembly. I will discuss the details with the Heavenly Node first."

"So our mission in Rio is completed, right? When will we return to Europe?" Jennifer was a little bored of staying here.

"Stay a few more days to calm people's hearts."

Ye Jie looked at the night view of the city. The light rain was still falling, as if streams of light were falling, reflecting the night view of the city.

(End of this chapter)