I am the magnetic field maniac

Whether it's the crown of thorns or the holy nails, or even Longinus and the cross...

Are these so-called holy relics never meant to represent the sanctity of the Son of God?

The appearance of each holy relic is precisely proof of mankind's ugly violation and persecution of the Son of God. It is itself the embodiment of suffering, and because of this...

The extended meaning of worshipping their religion is faithfulness, which is a very blasphemous and malicious thought.

Suffering is a miracle

Perhaps this is what Andrewson is about, and this is how those members of the Temple Church reject Jesus Christ.

Because the laws they practice are so distorted. In worshipping the miracles of saints, they distortedly worship the torture instruments used by saints to suffer, and thus believe that only suffering is qualified to create miracles.

But such beliefs and thoughts are undoubtedly incompatible with Jesus Christ!

He acted for kindness and salvation, but a religion that advocated suffering made him instinctively feel disgusted!

A doctrine that shouts that pain is the truth is more cruel and excessive than any other religion in this world!

This is a mistake and mistakes must be corrected!!

This was what Jesus Christ thought when he felt anger for the first time after regaining consciousness, and his actions were consistent with this anger.

The Lord is angry!

"Two hundred and fifty thousand horsepower of strength, Heavenly Father's Palm of Creation!"

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25. God does not praise pain

"Two hundred and fifty thousand horsepower of strength, Heavenly Father's Palm of Creation!"

Countless swords and cannons ignited from the hands of Jesus Christ smashed into this huge ancient city of thorns like raindrops... This alienated world was constantly being destroyed and squirming under the terrifying torrent of energy!

And Anderson, who had completely turned into a monster, turned into nothingness under the focused bombardment!

Is this the end?

No, it's impossible. The holy relic that carries the suffering that the Son of God once endured will not end so easily.

The Son of God saves the world because of his kindness, and bears the sins of the world because of his greatness. His holy relics are the proof of his suffering and the symbol of his miracles. That is why -

Suffering is a miracle!!

As the attacks were launched, the wriggling sea of ​​thorns weaved out more and more at an even faster speed, and in the wriggling forest of thorns, twisted monsters were created one after another.

They wore iron masks of thorns that covered their entire heads like iron virgin torture instruments, their bodies were completely covered and entangled in thorns, and they held a huge sword in their hands...but the hilt of the sword had turned into countless thorns that pierced deeply into their blood vessels!

Fresh blood dripped from the broken blood vessels. Wails of pain emanated from the twisted thorn soldiers one after another. The sounds and wills of pain intertwined into a sea of ​​terror, impacting everything before their eyes!

They are the voices of countless believers praising the Lord's suffering for thousands of years. They are the suffering of faith and the source of strength for this ancient city of thorns.

Their existence will create pain, and pain will continue the power of this ancient city. Suffering induces miracles, and miracles create suffering. This changed reality creates such a distorted rule.

The followers of Jesus Christ showed expressions of great pain...but a holy light saved them from the reality of being entangled by this painful force.

"Go back."

It was still a calm voice, as if facing countless pains could not make this man frown.

But everyone can feel the anger contained in that voice! !

Kotomine Ri was stumbling to his feet, and he led his brothers, following their lord's orders without hesitation.

Only Kotomine Kirei, the man who had followed his Lord with a sad expression all the way, at this moment, faced with the onslaught of pain, showed a kind of joy that ordinary people could not understand.

Although, this twisted emotion only lasted for a moment, and he followed his father away...but he has already remembered this feeling in his heart forever.

Although it was only a moment, Kotomine Kirei could be sure that what was fleeting was the sweet dew of pleasure...

"Suffering is suffering, it will never be a miracle."

Jesus Christ spoke in a low voice. This was the first time he spoke, the first time he truly made his own voice like a human.

But it was not compassionate, but full of anger, the anger of suppressing the emotions in my heart...

“Suffering should not be praised, nor is it worthy of being praised. It is the cruelest and most evil thing in the world. Suffering will not induce miracles, nor will it bring sweetness. And it will not induce miracles in despair!”

"Sacrifice and contribution should never be unknown, and should not be taken for granted! You should not praise him, but pity him and help him! Not praise him, but you should not emulate him!!"

Jesus Christ could feel that under those countless thorns, in the voices of countless foolish believers singing the praises of the suffering of His Son, He heard the true wail.

He heard the crying of Saint Eleanor, who was framed by four kings and imprisoned, with nails pierced through her limbs.

He heard the painful moan of the Son of God Jesus as he was betrayed by Judas and crucified, with his lower abdomen pierced.

What he heard was the sound of someone being tortured by this instrument, wailing in agony.

But now, these people are singing the praises of suffering and praising the Lord’s pain, thinking that the suffering of the saints is justified and worthy of emulation!

They are still advocating this, advocating asceticism, praising suffering, and bearing pain.

Mouth nonsense... mouth nonsense...

Jesus Christ's hands were shaking, not because of fear, but because of the uncontrollable rage!

How could they do this? How could they proclaim such perverse doctrines! How could they do such atrocities, worse than the devil!!

Damn it, really fuck it!!

"Four hundred and twenty thousand horsepower of strength, Heavenly Father's Fist of Creation!"

"Create light! Create sky! Create sea! Create stars!"

Four consecutive punches, all with full force, because there is no doubt that at this moment -

Jesus, angry!!

When the endless thorns wrapped the sea, but the miracle reappeared in this world, the believers whose faith was originally shaken by the shock... after a brief moment of shock, burst into cheers like a landslide and tsunami!

A miracle has happened, the miracle of the Lord has happened!

This proves that they are right, that their faith is the true faith... and that their enemies are nothing but heretics who blaspheme God's grace!

For a believer, is there anything more encouraging than this?

Born for faith, die for faith, warriors who use faith as a weapon have only a fanatical path.

The believers who regained their confidence and faith once again rushed forward to the place of miracles...

They wanted to wash away the shame brought about by their newly shaken faith with the blood of the pagans.

kill!kill!kill!

For the Lord, for the faith, and for what they insist on, it must be the correct faith!

Heretics must die!

However, when they approached the ancient city of thorns, they gradually stopped.

because……

"Hahaha……"

Xiel gasped, and the ace of the burial mechanism of the Seventh Holy Scripture was feeling the excruciating pain in his body that he could not expel, had no idea where it came from, and could not stop at all.

Her long blue hair was dripping with sweat, and the painful torture continued from her body and mind - before her eyes, it was as if she had returned to that nightmare night once again!

With his hands stained with the blood of his parents, the soul of the reincarnated snake awakened in his body, and he uncontrollably slaughtered everyone he once knew in the village until he was stopped by the Holy Church.

Then, there were repeated executions, and attempts to kill himself over and over again but to no avail.

In the end, Xiel, who suffered all these hardships but could not be relieved, became a member of the Burial Agency.

This is her experience, a painful experience, the story of how she endured mental and physical suffering but still stood firm, and finally had her current status and power!

It's very inspiring, and it fits in with the purpose of the Cathedral Church to praise the miracles of suffering... But, Xier would never like anyone to praise this suffering!

It may be inspirational to others, but to those who have suffered, such torture is like an old scar. Every time it is mentioned, it is like tearing open the wound and ravaging it in severe pain.

She was angry and wanted to ignite this anger, but she found that she could only feel the suffering but could not ignite any anger.

She even lacked the strength to move.

Thorns, endless thorns grew inside his body...

Under the severe pain of body and mind are nourished the blood-red thorns that are rampaging in the body.

They feed on their own suffering, water it with blood, and nourish the miracle of pain. Consciousness and thought are gradually replaced by the growing pain, and in the end...

Even the soul is filled with suffering, and the body is just an empty shell dominated by endless suffering.

What kind of evil magic is this?

Xier raised her head with difficulty, but it was obvious that she was not the only one hit. All the agents of the Holy Church, all the holy warriors who gathered with the mission of expelling heretics, were suffering such unbearable pain!

The body of the leader of the Knights of the Inquisition has been encased in protruding thorn castings...

The traitors of Section Thirteen have been transformed into terrifying monsters by the countless thorns, and all of them are constantly undergoing transformation according to their own pain.

"This is... the miracle you worship."

A deep voice sounded in front of him. Xiel turned his head with difficulty. It was the heretic Kotomine Risei. Thorns gradually grew on his body, but more slowly than anyone else...

He looked sadly at Xier and all the people who were gradually being devoured by the thorns, and said in a low voice...

"You worship suffering, worship miracles, and place instruments of torture that represent the suffering of saints on a high platform. What are you worshipping, the divine itself, or the power that can harm the divine?"

These are extremely blasphemous words, but they are like a joke, a joke that no religious person can laugh at.

"We hold the cross to commemorate the Lord who suffered for us. But it is still the instrument of the Lord's suffering and a symbol of suffering."

Kotomine Kirei said in a low voice. He seemed to be unaffected by these thorns. These painful things did not grow on his body...

On the contrary, there was an indescribable strange feeling in his eyes, coveting every suffering person here, and said in an inexplicable tone...

"It's like if Kennedy was resurrected and saw people all over the streets holding the gun that killed him to commemorate him, what would he think?"

——We hold the cross because of the Lord above, not the cross itself!

Xier wanted to refute, and she believed that there were countless eloquent priests in the church who could refute such blasphemous words.

After all, this is what they do as seminary graduates.

But Xiel couldn't refute. These thorns that absorbed suffering took away every bit of her strength. Her hands, feet, and her body were all taken away by the thorns.

Even the immortal body left by the turning serpent was still easily stripped away by the miraculous thorns that represented the Lord's suffering.

Maybe they are right.

Praising suffering itself is an extremely wrong behavior. Suffering is never worthy of praise. And those who constantly narrate the Lord's pain and offer instruments of torture that cause the Lord pain, are they the ones who really don't know what they are talking about?

My consciousness is gradually becoming blurred, and the huge ancient city of thorns has become more and more exaggerated.

It is constantly absorbing the power of suffering, breeding puppets from suffering, and expanding from the suffering of the puppets.

A perfect closed loop, isn't it the miracle that all Catholics long to see?

I don't want to die. This is the simple thought conveyed by Xier's eyes that are gradually unable to open.

She didn't want to die just like that. She hadn't completely killed the Snake of Turning. She was still young. She... didn't want to die just like that.

She began to pray to the Lord, and perhaps this was her last prayer...

Light bloomed from the extremely tight city of thorns.

At first, it shot out from a cut gap, followed by more cracks, and then in the next second, a roar resounded across the entire sea.

"Four hundred and fifty thousand horses of strength, God's judgment!"

boom!

The airtight City of Thorns, which was able to tear apart space and change reality, was torn apart and burned by a terrifying force that exploded from it. Then, in front of everyone's eyes, a figure stepped on the endless ashes and fell onto the water.

Jesus Christ is still Himself and He is still victorious!!

But this time, what was different about him? When Xier tried to identify him, she found that a crown of thorns had appeared on Jesus Christ's head.

He wore a emerald green crown covered with spikes on his head. It was rough and not as beautiful as the "Crown of Thorns" in Notre Dame de Paris.

But...it is more sacred than any magnificent jewels or crowns.

A drop of scarlet blood seeped out from the skin pierced by the crown of thorns and slowly rolled down the bridge of Jesus Christ's nose. And with the falling blood... everyone suddenly felt that the burden and pain in their bodies disappeared without a trace.

Even the thorns that were entangled with the body were slowly fading away.