The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 755: The Narrow Gate (26)

"You're crazy..." said Liuliyuan Hongming.

After Father Kamino's remarks, the others also showed strange expressions.

If Father Zi Ye's behavior had not exceeded Qian Xiaoyi's bottom line, then Qian Xiaoyi would really have to give a thumbs up to his speech. My goodness, there has never been a savior, and we don't rely on gods or emperors, right?

King Kong said bluntly: "But you created this kind of place and pretended it was his kingdom. It should be considered disrespectful. Aren't you afraid that your Lord will punish you?"

"If I am wrong, the Lord will punish me." Father Kamino said, "But until now, I have not been punished, which means that what I did has not been despised by the Lord! So, I am on the right path."

Qian Xiaoyi shook his head and said, "It's like someone claiming that he will never die, and the evidence is that he hasn't died yet... Are you a sophomore in some middle school?"

Xingchang turned to the others and said, "This man has gone completely crazy. It's better to kill him as soon as possible."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand me." Father Kamino said, "But the fact is in front of you, don't you want to believe it? We can work together to create a world without despair, where everyone can be happy..."

"That's enough!" Liuliyuan Hongming interrupted him and shouted, "Kamino, stop talking nonsense! You are actually indulging in these false things... I will wake you up and make you atone for what you have done!"

A faint golden light began to appear around his body, and seeing that Ruriin Hiroaki was ready to attack, the others also made preparations.

"But for us there is but one God, the Father, of whom are all things, and we live for him;" the priest said, "and one Lord, through whom are all things, and we through him."

As soon as these words were spoken, the church bells rang, and King Kong and Liuliyuan Hongming were struck by lightning. The golden light on their bodies disappeared immediately, and the huge pressure made them half-kneel on the ground. If it weren't for their firm will, they would have prostrated themselves on the ground and suffered a mental breakdown.

"There can only be one god here," Father Kamino said, "and no other false gods can be believed in."

Long hair gushed out of the scissors in Qian Xiaoyi's hand and wrapped around his right arm. He turned around and asked, "Master Liuliyuan, King Kong, are you all right?"

“Hu…” King Kong was the first to stand up. The red blood on his body turned into flames and swelled on his body surface, which was extremely hot. He gritted his teeth and sneered, “Even if I don’t rely on the power of King Kong Protector, I can beat this bastard with my well-trained muscles! No problem at all, Mr. Qian!”

Liuliyuan Hongming didn't have a body like King Kong, so he just sat cross-legged on the ground, clasped his hands together, and said, "It's okay, I will try to break the strange power of this place. The frontal battle depends on you. If you can't hold on, come back to me."

After saying that, he began to chant Buddhist scriptures in a low voice. The Sanskrit sound turned into a golden and transparent mantra, which emerged around him like a scripture. As long as you get close to the range where he is chanting, it seems that you can reduce the pressure around you.

"Ready!" Qian Xiaoyi placed his left hand on his chest, formed a spell, and shouted, "Release."

The purple talisman on Fumu Yin's head lit up instantly, and his eyes regained their spirit at this moment. When he saw the priest, a strong resentment burst out from him, and the demon sword in his hand reflected a gorgeous red light.

"Kamino!!!" Fushigi Yin shouted angrily. At this moment, his figure turned into ghostly black smoke and rushed towards Father Kamino on the altar with a knife.

"Let's go too!" Qian Xiaoyi shouted.

"Oh!"

Hoshiba took out a green leaf and turned it into a crown which he wore on his head. Black lines emerged from Inuyama Heita's body. Together with Kongo and Qian Xiaoyi, the four of them followed the black smoke that Fuki Yin had transformed into and rushed towards the priest, wanting to take him down in one fell swoop.

Father Kamino looked at the crowd rushing towards him and sighed deeply. He hated violence and hatred so much. He had seen too many of these things in his life. In the confessional, he had heard countless people confess and talk. These despairing things made him very tired. "I'm sorry, but... I still have unfinished business. I can only ask you to stay here."

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. The crowd's offensive seemed to have stagnated. Father Kamino's eyes were no longer on them. He held the scripture in one hand and spread it out with the other. He shouted to the audience in a rhythmic, passionate and joyful voice: "Let all the earth shout for joy to the Lord! Serve the Lord with joy, and come and sing to him!"

When he finished shouting, time returned to normal, but the space changed. The originally warm but not very large ordinary church instantly expanded hundreds of times. The holy decorations and white marble floors continued to expand, turning the church into a spacious [holy temple].

The distance between the crowd and the priest was instantly lengthened. At some point, a large number of believers in neatly arranged white robes appeared on both sides of the church. There were men and women, young and old, but they all maintained the same happy expression as the priest.

Above the church, a dozen little angels holding different musical instruments played a passionate and grand symphony.

The priest stood on the altar, conducting with an intoxicated look on his face, like a musician.

The believers placed their hands on their chests and sang with passionate and full voices:

"The goddess of joy is holy and beautiful, and her brilliant light shines on the earth~"

"We are filled with passion; we come to your temple~"

"Your power can make people eliminate all differences~"

"Under your shining light, people unite as brothers~"

Even greater pressure than before was placed on everyone, causing their offensive to stop halfway.

"Ouch, it hurts!" The black lines on Inuyama Heita's body shrank back. He squatted down, covered his ears, and shouted, "What is this!"

King Kong roared angrily, "Stop singing! Shut up!"

Fu Muyin screamed in pain, and the purple talisman on his forehead flickered. It seemed that if it wasn't Qian Xiaoyi's talisman, he would be purified and liberated in the next second.

Because the noise was too loud, Xingchang Rang could only yell at Qian Xiaoyi even louder: "If we continue like this, we will be purified! What should we do?"

"Use your strength!" Qian Xiaoyi shouted, "Earmuffs! Get some earmuffs!"

Xingchang made it hard to hear: "What?"

Qian Xiaoyi leaned close to his ear and shouted, "Earmuffs! Earphones! Ye Zi!"

Now Xingchang understood. He adjusted the crooked crown on his head and snapped his fingers. With a few bangs, the smoke dissipated and turned into several head-mounted antenna headphones that appeared on everyone's heads.

After putting on the headphones, it became quiet instantly. The only sound they could see was the believers' mouths opening and closing, but no other sound could be heard. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The singing was too loud and shocking, instilling awe in people and invading their souls. If they continued to listen, the consequences would be disastrous.

(End of this chapter)