Chapter 163 Redemption

"who?!"

The clay warriors pointed their long-barreled flintlock guns at Lorne's head and shouted.

"Anilu, your driving skills are not very good either."

Lorne patted the dust off his body and said with a smile.

He didn't care at all that he was surrounded by soldiers.

"Hehe, you still have the nerve to call me out," a naked-chested teenager who was covered in thunder and lightning stepped off the boat.

"It's because your technique is too bad! You have to rush to drive!"

"Please tell us your identities!" a red clay warrior said cautiously.

"Otherwise we're going to shoot!"

"oh?"

Lorne turned around and looked at the soldiers with interest.

"Then try shooting."

"Arrogant!" The soldier captain was furious when he saw Lorne's confident look.

"Let them know how powerful our clay warriors are!"

He waved his hand, and there was a rattling gunshot behind him.

But he didn't shoot at Lorne.

"What's going on?" the soldier captain turned his head and shouted angrily.

"Did you fucking not eat? You can't even aim..."

Halfway through his speech, he was stunned because the soldiers behind him faced each other. The flintlock in his hand was still smoking.

And the bullet marks are on their chests!

"Now, do you still want to attack?" Lorne looked at the soldier captain and said with a smile.

The soldier captain was trembling all over, bewildered. The young man in front of him looked like a demon god in his eyes.

Fortunately, at this time a little girl's voice sounded.

"Brother always kills!"

A little white-haired girl with wings and in a white dress flew down from the golden ship. Seeing countless soldiers lying outside, he pouted and said with some displeasure.

The little angel flew in front of the soldiers who were shot, white light shot out from her body, and the soft light condensed on the wound.

The bullet holes shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye until they disappear.

Inherited sacred object of Sky Island, human fruit · phantom beast species · angel form.

There is only one ability, and that is to enhance the recovery ability of the target by consuming one's own physical strength!

At the beginning, the High Priest relied on this ability to contend against the two strong men, Moorman and Jody!

"I'm alive?"

A soldier who was shot got up from the ground and said with a blank face.

He only remembered that the captain ordered him to shoot at the boy in the black cloak, but when he pulled the trigger, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

His companion fired a gun at him, and his gun did not know when it was aimed at his companion's chest!

"I actually don't intend to be your enemy." Lorne said kindly.

"I just need you to tell me how to get to the Theocracy."

The soldiers did not speak, but looked at Lorne blankly. After a brief silence, Qiqi suddenly knelt down towards the little angel Anxi and got up.

"O God who controls life and death! Please allow humble believers to offer their faith."

"ah?"

It was Anxi's turn to look blank.

Ten minutes later, a spacious carriage boarded. Lorne looked thoughtfully at the clay warrior in front of him.

After Anxi rescued them, these soldiers knelt down towards Anxi like crazy.

Made the little girl at a loss.

After learning that Lorne was going to the Theocracy, he took the initiative to help Lorne keep the Proverb. And sent a soldier to act as a guide for Lorne and others.

"So, can you tell me what's going on with you?"

Lorne looked at the soldier named Qilan in front of him and said with a smile.

He doesn't like unknown things, and his strong desire to control makes Lorne like to control everything in his own hands.

"Yes, revered priest." Qilan bowed to Lorne, and then said reverently to Anxi.

"This matter should start with the Holy Truth."

Father? Lorne had a trace of memory on his face, he hadn't heard this name for a long time.

Chiran paused and continued. When mentioning the Holy Truth, Qilan's face showed resentment.

"This church that claims to be the truth is actually filthy inside!"

"The former Balaam was not actually a religious country, but a holy land where more than 20 different churches were stationed."

"Different believers often have some conflicts with other believers for their own beliefs, but these are all within the controllable range."

"But when the Holy Truth moved its headquarters to Balaam, everything changed."

"The new pope, Ratzinger, allowed his ten honorable knights to assassinate and persecute the heretics of other churches and brainwash believers."

"It didn't take long to unify Balaam."

"If that's the case, then forget it."

Qilan seemed to have remembered something unbearable, and there was a trace of hatred in his face.

"However, shortly after Ratzinger unified Balaam, he declared Balaam the holy place of the Holy Truth. It is illegal for any heretics to live here, and they are not protected by the laws of Balaam."

"And my mother didn't believe in the Holy Truth. Not long after Ratzinger announced this law, people from the Holy Truth came to our residence and burned my mother alive at home!"

"Is that so?"

Lorne was a little silent. Through his ability to perceive the fruit, he felt that Qilan was not lying, which meant that there might be some elements of artistic processing.

But largely unchanged.

In Qilan's eyes, the Holy Truth is the embodiment of the devil.

"Won't the world government take care of this kind of thing?" Lorne asked.

After all, the Red Earth Continent is one of the territories of the world government.

"World government?" Qilan showed disdain, but also a trace of sadness.

"My lord priest, let me ask you, do you know what is the most important iron rule in the formation of the world government?"

"Never interfere in the internal affairs of any country." Lorne nodded, suddenly realized, and did not continue to dwell on this issue.

The change of power in the church is ultimately a matter within the country, and the world government can't control it if it wants to.

"Then does this have anything to do with kneeling down to little Anxi?"

Lorne asked one last question.

"The church my mother believed in before was called Angelism." Qilan said with a wry smile.

"My companions and I used to be devout believers of the Church of Angels. In that catastrophe, if not for the help from the Church of Angels, we would have all perished in Balaam."

After finishing speaking, he turned and stared at Anxi, making the little girl very uncomfortable.

"But in the scriptures, there are some passages like this."

"The catastrophe is also a trial. After the catastrophe, a benevolent father will come to the world with angels to redeem the world."

"Now, we finally have our salvation!"

Qilan said frantically.

"Is that so?" Lorne nodded, logically it seemed to make sense.

But this believer may be disappointed, Lorne is not a saint who redeems everything.

He is just a demon.

Just a demon who can't control his emotions.

However, a devil in a saint's clothing sounds good?