It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

In the chapel where there are less than a dozen chairs to visit, young women in plain dresses that can be seen everywhere in the town took off their hats and scarves, folded their hands before the crucifix and began to pray.

The church was very quiet. At this time, the priest in the small town should still be taking a nap in the attic. The afternoon sun slanted down from behind the four panes of rough glass, illuminating a small area.

After praying silently for a few minutes, Michelle turned around and looked at another girl in a purple skirt who was sitting not far away.

She thought the other person looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.

Chapter 23 The Saint and the Witch

"Miss, you don't look like a religious believer... Are you interested in learning about the Almighty Savior?"

Michelle hesitated for a moment, and used the usual opening remarks in the past.

This sentence seemed to be beyond the latter's expectation, even with Wei'er's intelligence, she did not expect the other party to say such a sentence at this time.

She couldn't help but want to laugh a little, even her shoulders trembled a few times.After a few seconds, Wei'er covered her face and asked:

"Did you preach like you do today before?"

Michelle looked at her strangely, her face full of confusion.

"Yes, is there anything wrong with doing that?"

After noticing that the other party was not provoking, but that she really didn't think there was any problem with her actions, the smile on Wei'er's face deepened.

"No problem, nothing. The fact that I'm really interested in your beliefs is not a lie."

"I want to know what kind of existence gave you such a huge power, and even made all my subordinates disappear in a way similar to the projection of the kingdom of God."

"And why does such a great existence urgently need faith, and even needs people like you to spread it bit by bit in the chapel in the most stupid way."

Michelle's mental state seemed to be a little bit wrong, even in the face of obvious malice and blasphemy, she didn't react immediately.

She thought about it for a moment, shook her head, and her gaze immediately turned cold.

"No, I still can't remember where I've seen you. But—yes, I'm getting a little confused. You don't seem to be human, or even a creature of this world, and it doesn't make any sense for me to preach to you .”

"There is no place for you in the father's kingdom."

"Not only that, but my eyes have also seen something deeper in your body. Although it has faded a lot, they still exist. What greed... The corrupted light is even more powerful than the dark It's even more filthy."

Farmini took a step back with a panicked expression, but her movements were exaggerated, showing no sign of fear.

"So, you're going to kill me now?"

After thinking seriously for a while, Michelle Hebrew's body relaxed, as if she suddenly lost interest in Farminie.

"This world is gradually going to destruction. When that day comes, you will naturally go to destruction, and there is no need for me to take action. Besides, your body is not here. Even if you kill a false image, it will do nothing for me and the world. It doesn’t make any sense.”

"You go, you are not welcome here."

Weier noticed that the other party was planning to terminate the conversation, so she immediately increased her speaking speed.

"We shouldn't be enemies, and the way to gain faith may still—"

But before the girl could finish her words, she was shocked to find that she was suddenly pushed out, and then the door of the church was also closed heavily in front of her.

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After everything in the church became quiet again, Michelle opened the book of handwritten poems in her hand, which was the alchemy sacred object "Praise of Life" that she had taken away from Kraft's principal's room.

Her expression became sacred and pious, and a layer of pale golden warm flames ignited on the entire surface of her body.

"At noon, you stand in the sky,

Step into the waves and evening clouds.

......

You are the left eye of the universe, everything depends on you,

See them clearly and follow you towards another sunrise.

All praise, all light belongs to you, and all praise should be given to you..."

Pure white light descended from the sky, lighting up the floor tiles under her knees and the victims on the cross.

But this light, which was almost enough to heal the dying person, just stayed there quietly, and did not bring about any change she hoped to see.

She still couldn't hear her father's voice, the light receded from the lifeless stone statue—nothing changed.

A flash of mania flashed in Michelle's eyes, and her golden pupils shook for a while.

Ever since Albert Crest, her creator and father, left this world in a form she couldn't understand.

Michelle vaguely realized that she had a mission that she had to complete.

First of all, she needs to continue to perfect herself, imitate and surpass the remains of the prophet, and become the perfect life in Sibylla's ideal.

Finally, she needed to find a way to return her Lord and Father.

On the third night of her escape from Kraft, the near-perfect woman who didn't need sleep had a revelation in her sleep:

"Faith is the anchor that holds itself through the storm."

But even if she has understood this point, she still doesn't know how to spread beliefs, so that people can change the model of God that has been fixed in their hearts, and replace Him with a new image.

Since her birth, all she has mastered is combat, how to efficiently destroy the enemy.No one gave her this knowledge from the very beginning—no, it should have been there, but she instinctively ignored all of them.

The more it got to this time, the more Michelle realized the wisdom of the weak and dying old man who had been tortured by diseases and curses.

There was wisdom beyond her comprehension in every word Kleist said, or in the books of ordinary human beings he had forced himself to read.

From the perspective of Michelle Heber, those books and knowledge belonging to ordinary human beings are meaningless.The so-called culture can neither help her become perfect nor help her acquire more magical powers.

— Only power and things related to power are everything.

But when she left all the halos and really entered this world, she realized that it was far more complicated than she imagined.

She has the power to easily destroy the entire town, but she doesn't know how to make the most ordinary townsman give her faith.

In addition, the progress of her evolution has completely stagnated.Ever since she was reborn from the sea of ​​milk for the last time, her growth has hit a bottleneck.

No matter how much you meditate, you can't increase your magic power, and no matter how you study, you can't further explore the mysteries of magic.

Michelle despairs at Ella Williams' display of strength.She has always believed in power since the beginning of her birth, and after losing this only advantage, she fell into a complete confusion.

"what should I do......"

"Of course you will cooperate with me."

The sound sounded, and although the door was closed, Wei'er's figure appeared in its original position again at some point.

"But you are not strong, not even me."

The girl with long blond hair was still in a praying posture, but the flames around her were bright and dark.

The girl in the purple dress wrapped her body with translucent arms, and the light of the church dimmed.

"But you can only find the answer to your obsession with me."

Her whisper was like the devil's curse.

Chapter 24 Cooperation

After expressing her intentions, Wei'er took a step back in a timely manner.

Although she did read the wavering of the other party, the conditions she offered may not be irresistible.

Wei Er did not have absolute confidence in the outcome of this conversation.

For her, Michelle Hebrews was indeed a support worth fighting for, and the current conversation was a good start, but that was all.

It is enough for her to plant a seed in the other person's heart and provide another path different from returning to the executor.

If Michelle Hebrew can still think calmly at this moment, she will soon find that what she can give is no more than the executor.

As time passed by, Wei Er glanced at the wall clock on the side of the chapel.It won't be long before the Enforcer's encirclement network will take shape, and this place will become more dangerous every second.

Although she was somewhat confident about leaving calmly, after all, that Ella Williams was unlikely to appear again in a short time, but the guys who took her place were equally troublesome.

At most 5 minutes left...

This was Farminie's bottom line, and before she decided to leave, the other party finally gave her an answer.

Maybe it's because of the confusion in her mind, or maybe it's what happened before Kleist's death that she still can't let go of.

The blond-haired girl turned her back on the statue,

"...Prove it to me."

"what?"

Farminie, who was thinking about how to leave, couldn't react for a while.

"Prove it to me."

Michelle repeated it rarely.

Farmini couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, but she quickly restrained her smile and became serious and stretched out her right hand.

In her palm, a translucent white ball of light was quietly floating.

"...This, this is?"

Michelle's voice trembled a little, and she stretched out her fingers to stay less than an inch away from the light sphere.

The girl could feel that there was something she longed for in it, but she was afraid to touch it for a while. In her eyes, it was like facing a fragile eggshell or a water polo that was about to overflow the cup.

The ball of light is as exquisite as a dream that can be shattered by touch. If you get close, you can hear bursts of murmuring chants and whispers. They are all repeating a name and praying to the existence it refers to.

The twilight made the entire church exude a sacred atmosphere. At this moment, it seemed that it was no longer a rare place for believers in the countryside.It is a sanctuary where believers have prayed devoutly for countless years—or in other words, it is a place where God himself sent revelations.

The statue of the suffering god also began to glow and tremble in the dim light. Michelle, who noticed this detail, almost stopped breathing, and her golden pupils suddenly dilated.

Even the fifth chapter of the sacred object "Praise of Life" failed to bring about such an effect, but simply judging from the scale and level of magic power, the latter clearly far surpassed this ball of light.

"That's the power of faith."

The witch in the purple dress is almost translucent against the dim light, and her whole body is filled with milky white light and disgust, just like an angel strolling out of a religious painting.