The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 757: The Narrow Gate (28)

"Woof! Let's have a drink together after get off work~"

"Don't even think about leaving get off work until your boss leaves!"

"Come downstairs and have a cigarette!"

Those human-faced dogs kept coming out of Mr. Sato's body, speaking incomprehensible words and drooling as they rushed towards the believers, then opened their mouths and bit them, merging into a pool of monsters, covering everyone as they rushed towards the priest at the altar.

The believers on both sides of the road were still chanting hymns and trying to stop them one after another. The scene was extremely chaotic.

As time passed, even if they were wearing headphones made by the Star Field, they could still hear noise, just like a radio with poor contact, which made them feel irritated. If this continued, the fighting spirit in their hearts would be worn away. The worst consequence would even be that they would become like those believers and become part of this world.

"We're almost in front of the priest!" Qian Xiaoyi said, "Don't relax. Try to recall those unpleasant scenes and use negative emotions to resist them!"

Xingchang snorted coldly: "In the past, we exorcists used positive emotions to resist the invasion of evil spirits, but this time it turned out to be the opposite. If you didn't know, you would think we were the villains, right?"

"Kamino ahhhhhhhh!!!" Fushigi Yin rushed towards Father Kamino excitedly.

King Kong asked in confusion: "Strange? Even if he was killed by the other party, why is Mr. Fushigi so emotional?"

Xingchang Rang curled his lips: "You said he was killed by the priest. Of course he would be emotional when he saw his enemy."

"Maybe... there are other reasons?" Qian Xiaoyi also felt that something was wrong, but now Fu Muyin was just a remnant soul and could only react specifically to certain things, so he couldn't ask more questions.

Finally, they arrived at the altar, and Fushigi Yin took the lead and stabbed Father Kamino with a knife.

At this time, Father Kamino had just finished a song and calmly placed his hand on the cross on his chest.

He said, "Behold, I give you authority to walk on snakes and scorpions and to overcome all the power of the enemy, and nothing will by any means harm you."

As soon as he opened his mouth, a ray of sunlight shone through the stained glass above the church and onto the priest, like a spotlight, and as soon as Fumu Yin touched the range of the light, he was bounced away.

The others formed a semi-surrounded posture, surrounding the altar and staring at Father Kamino on the altar with eager eyes.

The hymns had stopped. Qian Xiaoyi took off his headphones and threw them aside. He stared at Father Zhiye and said, "You can't escape, Father Zhiye."

At the moment when the priest was about to speak, a lot of long black hair burst out of Qian Xiaoyi's body, flooding Father Zhiye's position like a tide and blocking the sunlight above him. He would not give the enemy a chance to talk nonsense.

King Kong exclaimed: "What a terrifying power! We don't even need to do anything, right?"

"The power of the Slit-Mouthed Woman..." Xingchang felt a little uncomfortable. After all, it was this thing that killed his master and his grandfather. However, he could also feel the power of this force, and he didn't know how Qian Xiaoyi subdued her.

"It's coming..." Fuki Yin used the samurai sword as a cane, supported the ground and stood up, saying: "His true posture."

Upon hearing this, the others made preparations. It seemed that this Father Kamiya was far from being simple!
"Put on the full armor of God, so that you can stand against the schemes of the devil." Father Kamino's weak voice came from the black waves. Feathers, white feathers fell from the sky, as if foreshadowing the arrival of something.

In the waves of long black hair, wisps of light emerged from the gaps between the hair, then became brighter and hotter, until even the long hair of the Slit Woman could not cover it.

Then, the outbreak.

The holy light stung everyone's eyes. They raised their hands involuntarily to block it, and could only see vague human figures through their fingers.

"That's..." Hoshiba frowned, identifying the shape in disbelief, and muttered: "--Angel?"

The holy angel floated above the altar. His face was so bright that his features could not be recognized at all. He was wearing a white robe and a pair of white wings spread out behind him. Behind his head, there was a blurry halo.

The believers in the church raised their heads and uttered sacred notes, paving the way for the priest's new posture.

King Kong opened his mouth wide: "Are we actually going against real angels?"

He began to doubt his own position. In his understanding as a traditional exorcist, gods really exist, so how could gods make mistakes?

The holy light made his fighting spirit fade away, and was replaced by confusion and fear.

He turned to look at Qian Xiaoyi and asked, "Mr. Qian! Please tell me, this is fake! It's an illusion!"

King Kong tried his best to tell himself that the person in front of him was an enemy! A bad guy! But the inspiration of the exorcist told him that the power in front of him could not be fake, it was so sacred and so awe-inspiring.

In this situation, if it were an ordinary exorcist, he would have knelt down and started to repent long ago, but unfortunately, except for King Kong, everyone else here is an exorcist of that faction.

Qian Xiaoyi sneered, "Tsk, if possessing this power represents justice, then the church in the Middle Ages must be pure and innocent! Don't forget, religions love to use high-sounding reasons, morality and faith to cover up their sins, and this guy is no exception. He's wearing a layer of skin and tied with two wings, and he dares to call himself an angel?"

"Awe! This is a form of using the knowledge of awe to increase one's own strength!" Xingchangrang shouted, "King Kong! Don't be blinded by him! The more you fear him, the more you blame yourself and repent, the more you will be unable to defeat him! Wake up!"

"I... I know!" King Kong strengthened his mind, took a deep breath, and looked up at the angel again. He thought: "Mr. Fumu has faced enemies with this kind of attitude before, right? No wonder he ended up..."

The angel floated quietly in the air. His voice was kind and low. He murmured, "Knowledge... the source of all disasters. So, are you the same as me?"

This sentence left Qian Xiaoyi and Xingchang stunned.

"Recognition, this is the truth of the world..." the angel said, "However, people need gods and faith. People without faith will only go to destruction in chaos. Therefore, I must... bring faith to those desperate people. I want to save them, save humanity, and save... myself."

“I want to create God.”

(End of this chapter)