I, the lord of ghost stories

Stepping on the hard marble ground, the atmosphere changes instantly.

It was as if the whole world was filled with malice, and the air he breathed seemed to have a burning sensation.

"This is pagan divine power."

Taking a deep breath, a faint white light flooded his body, and he raised the holy emblem hanging on his chest.

"Praise my lord!"

A gust of cool wind suddenly came out, surrounding the whole body, and the pressure felt was instantly relieved.

In the distance, they heard a voice resounding through the sky, like thunder.

"Pagans, how dare you break into this place!"

Under the unimaginable gravity, every joint in his body trembled, as if he was carrying a load of tens of kilograms on his shoulders.

White flames gathered around them, struggling to resist this pressure.

"The pagan god...has come!"

Chapter 270

When saying this sentence, every word is accompanied by a clear voice.

It was the sound of teeth colliding involuntarily.

Pastor Fallon only felt that his knees were getting heavier and his body was sinking.

However, he gritted his teeth and refused to kneel down.

White flames continue to burn in the surrounding air.

Summoning all the holy power in his body, he tried to strengthen the power of the holy vessel to resist this divine power.

Things are completely different than expected!

I thought it was just a pagan religion that had just spread to this island and built the first temple, so the Holy See sent them here.

The purpose is to take advantage of the fact that the temple has just been completed and demolish it.

"how can that be possible?"

Sweat rolled down his forehead, and his eyes blurred for a while.

A certain question condensed in his chest, making him feel stuck in his throat.

"Paganism has just spread here, and there are barriers from regions and civilizations. It is obviously impossible to communicate directly with the gods!"

This is not the first time he has been exposed to the task of eliminating heresy!

Even the temples of the Greek gods and the Nordic gods must cultivate enough believers after a period of time after the establishment of the above-ground temples before they can formally communicate with the gods and complete the step of descending from the gods.

Not to mention, it is the first time that the teachings have appeared on this land, and it is a god with an exotic civilization.

He shouldn't have come to God's mind so easily and so quickly!

However, the divine power in front of him cannot be faked.

The pressure, as thick as a mountain, weighed heavily on his soul and body.

Little by little, within the range of his tolerance, the pressure continued to deepen, and after making him fight hard, he knelt down little by little unstoppably.

The joints made a mournful sound, accompanied by severe pain, which made his face twitch uncontrollably.

"This is impossible!"

Pagan gods, it was impossible for them to descend from the world of gods in other lands so quickly!

There are few restrictions on living people in the eternal world, but for gods, they form worlds of gods, large and small, according to their own geography, culture, country, etc.

Between each other, each other is the same existence as a secret realm.

Responding to believers is not that easy let alone crossing regions, to pass on the Holy Spirit!

Unless it is a divine power greater than my lord...

As soon as this thought came out, he immediately dispelled the blasphemous thought.

Even so, the holy power burning like a flame in his body punished him immediately.

A piercing pain came from the heart.

"Isn't it strange, why did I descend from a foreign mythical world so quickly?"

"However, I have no obligation to explain to you."

Sifeng Yuanyu looked down from the perspective of a god statue, staring at these heretics indifferently.

With the divine power of the local aura, it protects them and supports them with difficulty.

The divine power of Sifeng Yuanyou filled the inside of this secret place.

This is a secret environment built by the temple.

This bit of spirituality is the holy spirit, and after descending into the statue, it officially became the shrine of Yuu Sifengin, and became his territory.

"Mortal, why don't you kneel when you see me!"

"Pagan Demon God! I..."

The warriors looked up, but saw only a white light.

Pain burned their nerves.

Blood mixed with tears, from the corners of closed eyes.

The moment they looked directly at the brilliance of Yuu Sifeng, the originally soft light burned their fragile eyes.

"Heretic, I am the servant of the Lord, I will not submit to you!"

"This is my sanctuary. Your prayers cannot be spread, and even if you die here, you cannot return."

"Now I give you a chance to convert and forgive your sins!"

"Devil! You can't shake my piety."

Everyone scolded Sifeng Yuanyu in unison.

"Evil God! My Lord will destroy you!"

"You won't be arrogant for a few days!"

"Ah ('д' )..."

A soldier knelt on one knee, his head was deeply lowered, but at this moment he tried to raise his neck, like a swan before he died.

A mouthful of spittle mixed with blood and water tried to spit in the direction of Sifeng Yuanyu's voice.

In mid-air, the spittle was ignited by the white flame and burned up.

"Father, these heretics are unforgivable, please let me destroy them!"

Sifengyuan Mizue stood up, his face covered with frost, and the beautiful black hair hanging behind him was windless and automatic.

On the snow-white face, there was a faint blush from sullenness.

She clenched her small fist, and her slender fingers protruded from the bottom of her sleeve, about to point in their direction.

The longing-for father was slandered in front of her, which the girl could no longer tolerate.

There was sharpness in the eyes, and the chilling aura instantly brought the surroundings back to winter, and even tiny ice flakes floated in the air.

Yuu Sifengyuan smiled slightly and agreed.

"Here, I leave it to you."

The girl smiled slightly, bowed deeply to Yuu Sifeng, and then turned around, her smile gradually disappearing.

On her delicate face, there was anger that anyone could see.

A clear and quiet voice like a breeze resounded from the bottom of everyone's heart:

"My lord father, such a crime is unforgivable no matter what!"

In the calm voice, there was a rage that was about to erupt like a volcano.

For a girl born less than a year old, her father is her whole world.

In any case, it cannot be tolerated, the blasphemy of my father.

Angrier than being slandered!

With such a mood, she stretched out her hand and pointed at these people.

"broken!"

Most of the people were like bubbles, one by one, puff puff puff, the fragile white passports on their bodies burst on the spot.

"Do not--"

"My lord—"

After the white flames were ignited, their bodies struggled for a short moment in the flames, burning like torches.

Only a few people, the armor on their bodies suddenly burst out with holy power, and the white light resisted this wave forcefully.

"My lord shines in all the worlds, and the voice of the Lord of Armies shakes..."

The remaining people chanted special prayers in a hurry.

"It's useless, look, the portal has been repaired!"

Sifeng Yuanyu's voice echoed between heaven and earth.

The believers belonging to Sifeng Yuanyou knelt down in front of the statue, bowing their heads in prayer.

As far as Sifengyuan could see, a dense white light fell, and the remnants of the alien force on the portal continued to burst into bright and bright flames, continuing to fight and burn.

However, amidst the continuous light, it was finally slowly extinguished and annihilated invisible.

The portal flashed twice in a row in the air before disappearing into nothingness.

"...May your kingdom come here, and may the Archangel blow his horn!"

"Great! My Lord! May your divine power come!"

"No heresy can obscure your vision!"

Just at this moment, the prayer was sung in full.

In the sanctuary, there is an inexplicable breath.

Yuu Sifeng raised his eyebrows slightly, showing obvious surprise.

"I have isolated the inside and outside, can I still invade the power?"

His original stone body, visible to the naked eye, was revived from the simple white marble, and stood up.

As tall as a three-story building, it stood in the air and stretched out a grasp.

A white electric light was held in the palm of Yuu Sifengyuan.

He threw it hard, and the electric light was in mid-air, moving forward with difficulty, as if walking through glue.

However, in the eyes of Sifengin Mizue, there is clearly nothing empty there.

"Father?"

She looked around in surprise, shaking her head from side to side in bewilderment.

She could only feel something was wrong, but she couldn't tell the truth.

"He took away the souls of the fallen believers... He didn't intend to continue the conflict."

Yuu Sifeng thought for a while, and chose to give up.

A gap opened slightly, and dozens of faint white light spots passed through it.

"It is worthy of being a powerful god who has been operating locally for more than a thousand years."

The ground trembled for a while, and all the invading heretics had turned into a little bit of spiritual light and dissipated in the air.

All the armor and clothes they held were scattered.