I suppressed the weirdness in the shelter

Chapter 13 End in person
The wild growth of the Son of God was suppressed by a pair of big hands. Before it was born, it only knew to constantly ask for nutrients in order to grow.

But now it finds that its growth has been hindered. The nutrients it should have absorbed are right in front of it, but it can only watch helplessly. This makes it very angry.

Shen Zi began to try to break free from the stranglehold, like a pet constantly banging against its cage, and Wyatt only found it amusing.

From a certain perspective, this evil creature born directly from the evil god is just like a newborn baby in the early stage, with only single-threaded thinking.

The marking ceremony is not perfect, and Wyatt feels that there are still many areas that can be improved, but the current marking is completely sufficient for the Son of God who has not yet accepted the sacrifice.

At least for now, it's in Wyatt's hands.

Wyatt clenched his fist lightly, and his control over the Son of God became much stronger. If the previous mark was just a cage, then the mark now was a straitjacket tailor-made for him.

Fortunately, George's soul was not completely eaten, otherwise the mark could not be left.

Everything is as expected, every step has been achieved step by step, I hope the ultimate goal can be achieved.

"Where's the Son of God? I...I can't feel it anymore. What did you do to it?!"

Wyatt ignored the patriarch and simply waved his hand nonchalantly, and all the evil that the Son of God had leaked out was taken back without any trace left.

Whether it was the teachers and students in the auditorium or the security team outside, their burdens disappeared in an instant.

Nora was wondering what had happened, but she knew it was probably Wyatt's doing, and since the opportunity was right in front of her, she wasn't going to let Wyatt's efforts go to waste.

"Regroup! Prepare to attack!"

The knights adjusted their status in an instant, assumed an offensive stance, and lined up in front of the team.

The three knights directly created a gap in the wall, through which the large army entered one after another.

The Patriarch looked around and saw that teams kept breaking into the auditorium. Gradually, he was completely surrounded and had nowhere to escape.

The Patriarch clenched his teeth in anger, and foul-smelling pus flowed out from the corners of his mouth. He poured out all the filthy words he had learned in his life to Wyatt, and the changes in his body became more and more obvious as his anger intensified.

Nora frowned. It seemed that the evil spirit just now had indeed caused strange changes inside the auditorium.

The pagans who had been reduced to flesh had been purified into ashes by the priests, and only the patriarch, who had become a curse, could still pose a threat.

The patriarch's loose black robe was now full of holes burned by the corrosive body fluids, and the skin underneath was also covered with yellow-headed pustules, some of which were still spitting out trickles of fluid that flowed down the patriarch's bloated legs to the ground.

An "evolved" creature known for its solid, bloated flesh and strong regenerative abilities. Depending on the circumstances of its birth and the complexity of the evil it has been infected with, it may also have other abilities.

The most troublesome ability of this evil creature in front of us is probably its corrosive body fluids.

There is no need to worry about this. The magician's defensive magic can provide good protection. Besides, the encirclement has been formed. We only need to let the knights raise their shields to build a defense line, the magicians take turns shooting, and the priests take emergency measures to take down this evil creature.

After formulating the battle plan, Nora's brows relaxed a little. She turned to look at Wyatt standing in front of the red tree. Seeing that he was intact, the big rock in her heart finally fell.

"Wyatt! Come here quickly, we are about to start exterminating the evil creatures. If you stand there you will be affected!"

"Nora, build a divine defense line."

"What did you say?"

"Build a divine defense line, prepare for defense instead of attacking, and notify Charles to come over immediately."

"Tsk! You guy..." Nora took out the communication crystal, "Set up a divine defense line and prepare for defense."

Charles received Nora's communication and started heading towards the auditorium. At the same time, he also learned the specific situation in the auditorium, and his guess came true.

This ritual of living sacrifice was indeed not simple. From Nora's few words, Charles concluded that this ritual of living sacrifice was the birth of the Son of God, and that "Evolution" himself was watching closely.

Charles really couldn't understand why the king and the pope could remain silent when an incident of this magnitude happened at Clara College.

But on second thought, the delay in the birth of the Son of God until now must be Wyatt's work. Although it was surprising that he could do this, Charles always felt that Wyatt had other plans.

All in all, based on past experience in combating heretics, a fierce battle will break out next.

Whether Wyatt has his own considerations or not, he must arrive at the battlefield before the transformation breaks out.

The Son of God who is to be born this time is deeply loved by "evolution", and no one knows what He can do.

"I'm already on the way, don't act rashly, retreat immediately if you find anything wrong!"

"I see, Bishop Charles. There was nothing unusual at the scene except the Patriarch mumbling to himself."

"The Patriarch is talking to himself? What did he say?!"

"I could only barely hear a few words: 'Almighty God', 'disappointment', 'opportunity', 'blessing', 'restriction', 'sacrifice'..."

"Your Highness, withdraw quickly!"

"But Wyatt..."

"Withdraw! Now! The Patriarch is begging the evil god to waive restrictions and accept the sacrifice directly! Everyone present will be a sacrifice!"

"what?!"

As soon as the voice fell, the world in Nora's eyes turned blood red again. The difference was that the red was so painful that warm liquid seemed to flow out of her eye sockets.

Nora slowly raised her head, her neck seemed to be stuffed with sand, making it difficult to lift.

Finally, Nora saw a blurry, scribbled figure appear out of nowhere in the middle of the auditorium, like a child's crayon drawing.

The figure was very tall, and he opened his arms as if to accept something.

This is what Bishop Charles meant when he said to waive restrictions and offer sacrifices directly.

The evil god - or his incarnation - personally came to receive the sacrifice.

It seems that this time, the Son of God really likes "Evolution".

It is really rare that everyone can still maintain their human form after the death of such an existence. It seems that "evolution" still cares about the sacrifice.

Nora had long realized that if she fought against the heretics, she could die at any time, and even dying was the best outcome.

Nora wanted to close her eyes in resignation, but she found that her eyelids were like her neck.

"Finally I've waited for you. I thought you wouldn't come."

Nora looked suddenly behind the figure. A ball of holy white light enveloped a person. He had his own color and was incompatible with this world.

It's Wyatt.

It was unclear what he was holding in his left hand. It seemed to be a red branch, which was floating in his palm.

Wyatt walked up to the figure and raised his left hand, showing the branch to the figure.

The figure's arms gradually fell down and rested naturally on both sides of his thighs.

"It seems that you are very interested in the mark, so I feel relieved." Wyatt invited the figure, "Then, do you want to sit down and have a good chat, "Evolution"... or -"

"Darwin."

(End of this chapter)