"Who are you?"

Kyujo Tosuke was a little wary.

Although the other party's eyes were compassionate, he knew that the pastor in front of him was definitely not the pastor he saw on weekdays.

The priest wearing a black long robe exuded an extremely strange aura. He tried his best to see the other party clearly, but it became more and more blurry, as if the person in front of him had no entity, just a hazy black mist.

"Is this important?" said the black-robed pastor quietly: "Whether God or the devil is just a secular title, they just want to satisfy their fantasies."

"Can you help me?"

"The great Lord has mercy on every child of his children, and every mixed race in this world is his people, and the Lord will answer all those prayers."

"Then ask you to save my daughter!"

Kujo Tosuke said excitedly.

He even kept his knees and moved his knees to the pastor on the podium, like a drowning man holding on to the life-saving straw.

Yes, when a person is in a desperate environment, even a trivial straw will become his hope.

"The precious blood flowing from the Lord will wash away the sins of everyone, and this is the grace given to us by the Lord." The pastor said in a deep tone.

He stretched out his old hand to wipe it from the lecture stage. A glass test tube the size of a palm appeared out of thin air on the table, and the dark and deep medicine liquid flowed in the test tube.

"Child, the way to salvation is in it, and the great Lord will keep you."

The figure of the priest in black disappeared at some point.

The church was once again calm and terrible. Kujo Tosuke could even hear his heartbeat.

He stared at the dark potion on the sermon stage.

The intuition told him not to get close, that was the devil's thing, and he could even hear the devil screaming excitedly from the test tube.

At this moment, his heart began to struggle violently, on the one hand, his faith for more than ten years, while on the other hand, meant his daughter's rebirth.

He thought of too many things, the encounter and parting with his wife, the voice, appearance and smile of his daughter, and even in the future she was lying on the hospital bed dying, and his wife's face full of resentment appeared beside her.

Under such an illusion, he stood up, walked step by step towards the ritual stage like a puppet, and finally grabbed the black potion on it.

He held the dark potion hard in his hand, as if he had grasped some authority.

boom--

At this moment, the church doors and windows were blown away by the strong wind, and the wind was filled with a hideous laughter like a ghost. The blazing white lightning broke through the night and illuminated the haggard and hideous face of Kyujo Tosuke.

Amen!
Chapter completed!