Doomsday Game.

That morning, in Nagasaki, an island country.

Oura Catholic Church, the only Western-style building among all the national treasure-level attractions in the island country.

Built in 1864, its official name is "The Catholic Church of the Twenty-Six Saints and Martyrs of the Island Country", and it is the oldest existing wooden structure church on the land of this country.

Although it was once destroyed for popular reasons, it has now been rebuilt and has become one of the ten famous attractions that must be visited in Nagasaki.

Chu Yan is still dressed as a Western gentleman, holding a cane and walking leisurely to the door of this Catholic church.

The wind of destruction in Dongjing last night seemed not to have blown to Nagasaki, and the media was also blocked by the US military, so the residents here seemed to have not received the news of Dongjing's accident.

Along the way, the pedestrians around looked normal, and they didn't know that their country had quietly changed hands.

The Catholic church in front of him was also open, as if anyone could enter to visit and pray.

Chu Yan took a look, sensed a little breath in the church, smiled slightly, and walked in.

Most of the islanders believe in Shintoism and Buddhism, and not many believe in Catholicism, so this church is more of a tourist attraction, with more tourists than believers.

Chu Yan used his spiritual power to cast an unobservable barrier on his body as usual, interfering with the perception of people around him, making himself non-existent in the eyes of others, and then walked into the church.

Although the main body is a European-style church, Oura Catholic Church is actually a beautiful church that combines the characteristics of Eastern and Western cultures.

When you step inside, the first thing you feel is the solemn and harmonious sacred atmosphere, as if you are instantly brought from the hustle and bustle of the world to a quiet place.

The tall dome inside the church is painted with delicate murals. These murals emit a warm and mysterious glow under the soft light, as if telling stories in the Bible, making people involuntarily slow down their pace, look up and gaze, and immerse themselves in a strong artistic and religious atmosphere.

The space under the dome is open and bright, with natural light falling through the stained glass windows, and colorful light and shadow jumping on the ground, like a rainbow in the sky, adding a bit of mystery.

The central altar is solemn and magnificent, with a golden cross standing in the middle, surrounded by exquisite carvings and flowers.

The church benches are neatly arranged, each facing the altar, as if silently inviting every visitor to sit down and participate in this tranquility and solemnity.

The wooden benches appear more moist after years of baptism, and every touch seems to feel the traces of history and the power of faith.

The confessionals on both sides are waiting for people seeking spiritual liberation, and the wooden compartments exude a warm and private feeling.

Every detail seems to reveal ingenuity, whether it is the sculptures on the wall, the mosaic patterns on the floor, or those small decorations that are discovered inadvertently, they are silently telling stories about faith and art.

Unfortunately, Chu Yan is a person who does not believe in gods and Buddhas, especially Catholicism and Christianity.

This may be because in history, there have always been politicians who have done robbery in the name of theocracy, polluting the purity of faith and hypocritically the image of God.

It may also be because the spiritual core of "man conquers nature" that has been passed down in the bones of the Chinese people is inherently contrary to their doctrine.

Anyway, Chu Yan walked in it, taking photos and videos in his hands, but he did not feel any sacred and solemn baptism in his heart.

However, he was still a little interested in the confessionals on both sides of the altar. It happened that there seemed to be a priest in it, so he found one and walked in, and used his mental power to control the people in other confessionals to leave by themselves.

In a blink of an eye, he was the only "guest" left. The priest could only walk into the confessional next to his and asked him through the wall:

"Hello, lost lamb, welcome here. I wish you can get God's grace and spiritual peace in this confession."

Chu Yan smiled and pretended to greet him: "Good morning, Father. I hope so too."

The priest's tone became more gentle and friendly after hearing this. He asked softly:

"So, what is bothering you, or do you feel that you have made a mistake and feel sorry for it, and need to confess to God? If possible, can you tell me?"

Chu Yan seemed to be a little sad and replied:

"Yes, I am guilty, Father. I feel that I am really too sinful. Sometimes I even wonder how there can be such a bad person like me in this world. I really am..."

"Sir, don't be excited. Calm down. Let's talk slowly. It's okay. Everything will pass. The Lord and I will help you."

Chu Yan immediately felt"Thank you, Father. I'll tell you then."

"You tell me, I'm listening, the Lord is listening too, we won't tell anyone."

"Okay, it's like this, actually I've always felt that there's a devil hidden in my heart, he's cruel and bloodthirsty, his methods are extremely cruel, making me want to kill people all the time, especially when I travel here recently, this symptom has become more serious."

After listening, the priest understood and explained:

"Sir, this is actually not surprising, each of us has a devil hidden in our hearts, he is the dark side of our hearts, the embodiment of our desires and all negative energy, and also the original sin that we humans are born with. We bathe in the light of the Lord just to be able to We can overcome it, subdue it, and wash away our sins."

After hearing this, Chu Yan defended himself:

"No, Father, it's not as simple as you said. My situation is different."

"How is it different?"

"Others just think about it, but I really did it."

"Ah? What did you say?"

"I mean, after I came to the island country, I didn't lock up the devil in my heart, and I accidentally killed a lot of small... islanders who lived a good life, and I felt happy from the bottom of my heart."

"Wait a minute! They are all sacks! You mean you killed people?"

"Yes! And I killed a lot of people. I can't count them! But you can't blame me. People who often kill people know it. I know, it's easy to get addicted to this thing at the beginning. I can't control myself when I get addicted. When I turned around, my hands were already stained with the smelly blood of the little devils!"

"You!"

"I am guilty, Father! I am really sinful! I regret it so much! I actually... I didn't come to the island country earlier and experience the pleasure of killing devils earlier. I feel that I have lived in vain in the first half of my life! If I had known that killing devils would be so enjoyable, I should have come to this country to study and seek true inner peace. "

"No! What the hell are you talking about..."

"Shut up! Don't interrupt me, I haven't finished yet!"

Chu Yan suddenly yelled and frightened him, and then continued with a painful face:

"Anyway, after coming here , I finally understood what my unique happiness was, that is to kill all the Japanese devils! But what confused me was that I had some abnormal emotions in my heart recently. I actually began to struggle. Should I kill all the Japanese devils without leaving a single one, or just kill all the men and leave some young and beautiful girls? "

"I admit that this hesitation is wrong. I shouldn't have such a ridiculous woman's kindness to this sinful nation, but I really have no choice. After all, I am also a normal person, and I still have a kind and pure heart. I really can't be completely cruel! Father, do you understand my feelings?"

With his painful and tangled words, the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

After waiting for a while, Chu Yan asked in confusion because he didn't get an answer:

"Father? Father? Are you listening? Please ask the Lord for me, should we kill them all or leave some women? I don't know what the Lord thinks of the Japanese. Anyway, I think it doesn't matter if all the male devils die, but the women can still be used... I mean they can still be trained... No, they can still be saved. After all, the female teachers of the Japanese have taught me a lot of knowledge..."

"Father, please speak! Help me, help me quickly! Should I just exterminate the whole clan?"

Chu Yan became more and more anxious as he spoke, and his words became more and more sinister.

The priest sitting in the confessional was sweating profusely. He had already determined that Chu Yan was either a lunatic or a dangerous lunatic. At this time, he had taken out his mobile phone and was typing frantically, trying to send a message to ask someone to help.

However, at this moment, the voice on the other side of the wooden wall suddenly paused, and then asked a question that made him shudder!

"By the way, Father, may I ask, are you also from Japan?"

The air suddenly became extremely quiet, even a little dead.

The next moment, a big hand suddenly broke the wooden wall of the confessional and grabbed the priest's neck!

The priest widened his eyes and looked at Chu Yan with a hideous smile with difficulty breathing. He only heard a declaration that made him despair:

"It doesn't matter. Even if you are from Japan, I will forgive you. But you have to go to heaven in person to ask your Lord for me. Before you ask the Lord for the answer I want, I will take good care of your body for you."

"Confession is over, let me say the closing words for you - Amen!"

With a "click", the unfortunate priest's soul returned to heaven, and he should have gone to meet his Lord.