Father Mavie

Chapter 131 God Descends (Please Subscribe!!!)
"Boss, these bats are not very good!"

Through the binoculars, Levin observed the army outside the city. When he saw that the situation was beginning to fall, he couldn't help but pouted: "It's really boring, it's not the opponent of the Church of the Three Goddesses at all. The saint Evelyn and Like a monster."

Since Saint Evelyn took the shot, the bats began to retreat steadily, stabilizing the morale that was about to collapse. This is good news for Bishop Fowler and others, but the Church of Truth does not want them to win so easily.

"Shall we help out?"

Levine asked: "If this continues, the bats will lose."

The sound stopped abruptly.

He turned his head sharply and looked at the top of the castle. There was an extremely powerful fluctuation there, and even the dark clouds hovering in the sky became quiet at this moment.

as if
Something woke up.

As soon as the fluctuation appeared, Evelyn stopped her movements, turned her head to look at the top of the castle, and met a figure standing there.

The bats seemed to have found their lair, they flapped their membrane wings, returned quickly, merged into a humanoid body, and bowed their heads to the man in front of them.

Igor stared coldly at Evelyn in the distance, his bone wings vibrated, a gust of wind was set off, and his body disappeared instantly.

Under the hood, Evelyn took a blank expression, stepped back half a step, and slashed the air in front of her, but just halfway through the swing, someone grabbed her arm.

The red cloak fluttered with the wind, and a handsome and seductive black-haired man appeared in front of everyone. He grabbed Evelyn's arm, leaned forward, and gently lifted the other's hood, as gentle as a lover. like touching.

The same black and smooth long hair slipped down, the same fair and flawless face, and there was not the slightest fluctuation in the dark blue eyes.

The two looked at each other quietly, and Igor raised the black hair on her forehead and asked softly, "What's your name?"

"Evelyn."

"Good name"

The palm pierced Evelyn's chest silently, and Igor took out her heart, at the same time.
Evelyn's slender palm also inserted into his chest.

The breath of death erupted from the palm embedded in Igor's chest. In an instant, Igor's chest collapsed, and the flesh and blood quickly lost their vitality, withering like fallen leaves in late summer.

Igor didn't stop him, but closed his eyes, silently feeling the power erupting in his body. He wanted to use this to recall something, but he was disappointed.

His empty brain failed to give him any useful feedback, and no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't find any relevant memories from it.

Even if this breath of death is so familiar, so...
Sad and outrageous.

"enough."

Igor took two steps back, pulled out Evelyn's arm, and broke it with a light snap. It was as fragile as a slender dead branch, unable to bear his powerful strength at all.

"Do you know me?"

Evelyn shook her head slowly, her broken arm healed quickly under the blessing of the Immortal Domain, and her heart that was taken out was growing rapidly.

The domain of immortality can only heal injuries, not reduce pain, but when faced with fractures and loss of heart to relieve pain, Evelyn still has that indifferent expression.
Already used to the pain.

"Then look for the answer later."

Igor sighed, swallowed the beating heart in his hand, and his collapsed and withered body, like the cracked earth moistened by rain, returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

monster!

These are two undead monsters!

Frightened emotions spread in the hearts of the soldiers. They clearly held bolt-action rifles, but they didn't have the courage to aim at Igor.

Before they resisted, they already knew the outcome of doing so:

death!

Igor's eyes were all focused on Evelyn because he didn't regard other people as threats at all, or in other words
Only Evelyn could arouse his interest.

Huge bone wings enveloped Evelyn like a cocoon, enclosing her and Igor. Bishop Fowler's face changed, and he shouted: "No, Albert! Hurry up and rescue Eve Lin!"

"As ordered."

The leader of the Knights named Albert drew out his sword, led the black armored knights, and charged towards the silkworm cocoon.

They are brave and fearless, but after all, they are only human bodies. Ordinary iron swords cannot harm the hard bone wings at all.

In the cocoon, Igor opened his arms. He didn't want to hug Evelyn, but
Get ready for a grand devouring ritual.

Once the ritual is complete, he will gain all of Evelyn's memories and powers!
Evelyn looked at him calmly, clasped her fists in both hands, bowed her head, and began to chant softly:

"Let everything be full of hope, save our goddess.
Please listen to my devout prayer, and send down your gift and gospel.
Bring us comfort and joy, drive away panic and fear
I chant the name of God, everything is the guide of fate"

Under the half-lidded eyelids, the blue eyes gradually turned into gold, and the sound of a strong heartbeat came from Evelyn's body. In the darkness behind her, a woman in white gauze appeared, her cheeks were covered by clouds, tall and holy. The radiance dispelled all the darkness, and the woman opened her arms and embraced Evelyn from behind.

boom! ! !
The silkworm cocoon burst suddenly, and Igor flew out backwards, smashing through several houses before barely stopping.

He crawled out of the ruins, looked at Evelyn, whose aura was completely different from before, with pure gold pupils, as if she had changed into a different person, opened her eyes wide, and let out a wild laugh:

"It's you. Who are you? Who are you?!"

"The goddess of health, Wilde, has come!"

Because of his excitement, Bishop Fowler fell off his horse and prostrated himself at Evelyn's feet. His body trembled slightly, and he dared not breathe.

Evelyn didn't even look at Bishop Fowler at her feet. She raised her arms indifferently, aimed at Igor who was standing in the ruins in the distance, and said an obscure syllable.

Swish!
Igor soared high, rushing into the sky like a cannonball, and the place where he stood just now, no matter the stone or the soil, turned into nothingness.

Igor rushed into the thunderous clouds, and the clouds shook for a while, and the dark clouds covering Wexford County rushed towards him and merged into his body, his strength increased steadily, and his momentum gradually restrained.

Soon, the clouds shrank to the size of Rosslare Port, and Igor, who had devoured a huge amount of magic power, was suspended in the air, his black hair dancing like a swarm of snakes.

He... took the last step of awakening.

"You can answer my doubts"

Igor stretched out his hand, and a book exuding a simple atmosphere appeared in front of him, "The Secret Book of the Blood Race, the blood-drawing prison."

A red-black quagmire suddenly appeared under the feet of everyone. Before they had time to react, the soles of their feet sank in. Hands made of blood stretched out from the quagmire, grabbing their bodies tightly, as if they were in hell. The protruding ghost hand will drag them into the abyss.
The horse neighed, and the soldiers exclaimed. They wanted to pull out their bodies that were stuck in the quagmire, but the quagmire not only restrained their movements, but also kept sucking out the blood in their bodies. Bishop Fowler lay prostrate on the ground, showing no signs of panic. I have been meditating on the teachings and maintaining the realm of eternal life.

he knows.
From the moment the goddess of health, Wilder, descends.
The outcome has already been determined.

(End of this chapter)