The whispers at this moment made Chen Miao unable to help but remember the scene when he saw the back of this Holy Cathedral again.

At that time, Chen Miao had a premonition, and the increasingly clear whisper seemed to indicate that after the third whisper, Chen Miao was very likely to see the source of all strangeness.

And now, in this originally holy hall, Chen Miao once again witnessed this sacred and distorted image of the saint, and the order of the three whispers seemed to be connected to Shen Miao.

Before Chen Miao could calm down and think, a roar like an angry lion rang out in the church.

"Blasphemer!"

The old man on the high platform let out a roar of shock and anger, and the originally turbid eyes seemed to be burning with holy flames.

Just a glance, the flame from the depths of the soul was ignited, and the blazing fire was about to turn his soul and body into ashes, and the scorching feeling hit Chen Miao's whole body.

But the next moment, a clear light flowed out from the wordless heavenly book from Chen Miao's chest, extinguishing the holy fire deep in Chen Miao's soul.

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and was about to attack Chen Miao again, but the evil statue of the god on the platform did not give him a second chance.

Inside the hall, a large number of dark purple tentacles in the corners covered by shadows began to extend outward, destroying the entire magnificent cathedral.

The magnificent mural became strange under the disgusting mucus. The colorful colors on the glass windows began to slowly distort. In the darkness, the sounds of joking whispers were like nightmares from the abyss constantly guiding the fall of people's hearts.

Fear, twist, absurdity began to embezzle the cathedral, as if to drag it into another world.

In such an environment, the two priests of Sequence Eight and Kevin of Sequence Eight could not even hold on for a second.

Amid the disgusting dry retching, twisted tentacles poked out from their bodies.

The sharp mouthpieces covered with fine teeth mercilessly tore their flesh and blood, and the bones broke under huge force. The extraordinary person who was still intact at the last moment turned into a pile of vague flesh and blood in the next second.

The tentacles waving on it are like an evil altar of flesh and blood.

The gray-haired old man had no time to pay attention to the blasphemer Chen Miao, and his angry eyes directly faced the terrifying statue of the god who blended holiness and depravity.

"God said, there must be light!"

The majestic voice sounded in the hall. At this moment, the white-haired old man seemed to turn into a holy white sun, driving away all the darkness in the hall.

It was like the sacred sound of the angels in the kingdom of God sounded in the hall, and the cathedral of the East, shining with the scorching sun, appeared a hazy phantom.

On the front of the church that was like climbing the long steps of God, a blurred phantom slowly stepped onto the long steps. Every step that fell down the holy light inside the church became stronger, and the light began to suppress the darkness.

The deep purple tentacle melted like ice and snow when it touched the holy light, and even the disgusting mucus turned into ashes, and order washed away the palace that fell into the fallen state.

The fall caused by the twisted statue of the god seemed to be suppressed in an instant.

The old white-haired man on the high platform chanted the holy words, slowly walking towards the twisted statue of the god, and half of the holy sun shone with him.

The white-haired old man, who was angry with a lion, looked directly at the distorted statue and made contemptuous comments.

“I don’t know who was behind the scenes, quietly throwing such filth into the church, and then using this blasphemer to detonate.

But if someone really thinks that such means can affect a god in the world, that would be too naive!”

As soon as the words came, the entire Oriental Cathedral began to tremble wildly, and the ground seemed to have a sleeping monster quietly awakened at this moment.

In the main church, a white spear broke out from under the ground and flew directly into the hands of the white-haired old man.

This white spear is like a jade-carved handicraft, but a crystal ruby ​​is inlaid at the tip of the spear, which makes the entire spear reveal the meaning of killing in addition to being holy.

The white-haired old man gently stroked the spear, and spoke with a hint of fanatical excitement in his turbid eyes:

"You insects who can only curl up in the dark corners plan the Oriental Cathedral, and what you want is nothing more than this holy gun.

However, you underestimated me and underestimated the Pope Crown who was sitting behind the scenes. How could you easily peek at the power of the God-Long Rank?"

The holy gun pointed directly at the twisted statue of the god, and the frenzy in the eyes of the white-haired old man became more and more excited.

He looked at the distorted statue of the god in front of him, just like an executioner looking at the prisoner tied to the cross.

The white light of the holy gun in his hand became more dazzling, and the blood color at the tip of the gun became more and more intense, as if blood was slowly dripping from the tip of the gun along the spear.

With his wrist flipped, the holy spear was nailed into the high platform by the old man. The twisted statue of the god seemed to pierce into flesh and blood and sounded clearly in Shen Miao's ears.

Above the strange twisted statue of the god, bright red blood kept flowing out of the wounds of the statue, and the blood slowly soaked the platform, the seats, and the entire church.

Wherever the blood reaches, whether it is holiness or depravity, it disappears, and turns into mottled and ancient traces after the erosion of time.

The holy white spear that pierced into the statue gradually became petrified and lost its original glory.

At the same time, the fanaticism in the eyes of the white-haired old man disappeared, and as the color of clearness gradually emerged, horror crawled over his face.

The old man subconsciously took two steps back and a horror voice came out of his mouth:

"No! You are not an evil god cult... You, you are the seal No. 009, whispering blasphemy!"

Seals are the most taboo items on the Cohen continent.

Most of these items are related to gods, and each one has incredible powerful power.

But just like the gods' mischief of the world, every seal is an unknown creature that is enough to cause a terrifying disaster.

Seal No. 009, whispering blasphemously.

At first, some people called 009 a blasphemy because at first people's understanding of Him was a certain uncertain form of creation. It could be a photo, a sculpture, a person, or a book.

However, after many terrifying disasters, people from the Church of the Orthodox God began to realize that the true source of the blasphemy disaster was a word echoing in their ears.

Every time He appears, it will lead to a disaster that is blasphemous, and there are countless angels on earth who fall under the blasphemous words.

No one knows His logic, nor does anyone know whether He has consciousness. He is listed as the most taboo seal, and is hostile to all churches of righteous gods and evil gods.

But although it is the name of a seal, no one can truly seal the blasphemous whisper.

Legend has it that the Pope of the Church of Orthodox God once said that the blasphemy of the God does not represent the true blasphemy, but the truth of the entire world.

However, for the extraordinary system constructed by faith, such truth is too heavy and too blasphemous.

The message about blasphemy echoed in his mind, and the white-haired old man stuttered his lips and murmured:

"The reality of the whole world?"

In his eyes, the statue in front of him seemed no longer a blasphemy of the evil gods and cultists, but He himself seemed to represent the truth of the gods.

The eternal sun and the fallen sun, the two legendary gods reached unity and merged into one at this moment.

The holy gun that uses divine blood as creation turned into a blasphemous weapon and was nailed into this statue of god that declares the true god.

The extraordinary characteristics given to it by divine blood were erased by blasphemy, erasing its own spirituality and turning it into a meaningless stone tool.

This is true for blasphemy tools, so what should blasphemy people?

Little by little, it seemed that the dusty memory was slowly uncovered in front of the statue, two opposing gods, opposing beliefs, opposite symbols, and the last shot that was nailed into the statue.

The fallen will begin to occupy the body of the present god. The shepherd who once grazed for the gods held a long whip and waved it towards the gods, and the dramatic absurdity declared the completion of this blasphemy ceremony.

As faith collapsed, the backlash brought by the extraordinary sequence began to devour the god who appeared in the world like a terrifying monster.

The flesh and blood body turned into thick plasma and merged into the blood pool, giving birth to a monster known as the evil spirit.

In less than half an hour, the evil spirits under the sacrilegious ritual will cause a bloody disaster and devour the entire Oriental Cathedral and even the entire Oriental Port.

In the dark, a pair of eyes full of jokes admired this drama that belonged to you.

His eyes passed through the stage of the performance, and his eyes suddenly trembled slightly, locking his sight in the corner, the only survivor in the play.

The survivor sat in the corner of the sea of ​​blood, holding a strange pen dipped in blood into ink, and wrote something seriously.

The eyes fell on it, and under the real testimony from the world, there seemed to be a vast whisper above the nine heavens ringing in the entire palace.

"The Tao can be told, it is extraordinary! The name can be called, it is extraordinary..."
Chapter completed!