Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

After answering the phone, he only listened to a few sentences before his face suddenly changed.

"What? The Tiancongyun sword kept in the palace is lost?"

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Chapter 44 The Fallen Church

Suburbs of Tokyo

In a simple private house, a middle-aged man in a doll costume kept beating the doll in his hand.

It was a tattered doll with dirty blond hair and a little embroidered dress.

He holds a plastic kitchen knife in his left hand and a toy phone in his right.

There are seven scarlet silk threads tied around the neck.

While beating the doll, the doll boy kept muttering.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, the sword master of the Yuzhong family. Why did you destroy my hard work. I have worked so hard for so long."

"Ah, lovely MARRY, lovely Miss Mary. How could the sword master of the Yuzhong family be so determined to kill you."

"If it were me, I, I would...!"

The man put the doll under his waist and kept shaking it.

A few minutes later, the man panted heavily, glanced at the doll in his hand with disgust, and threw it aside.

He sat next to the computer, opened the webpage, and began to check yesterday's news.

"Yesterday [Shanno Festival] was successfully held!"

"The photos of Miss Jiufeng Ziyuan, a branch of the royal family, are leaked!"

"My Majesty the Sun Miko, the Emperor of the Japanese Archipelago, visited Europa and it went well. I will return soon."

"Yesterday night, the imperial city was invaded by thieves! Is it because the protection is not good or the guard is stealing!"

"Yesterday's [Datengu] phantom is the latest technology? Is it a government deception or a real black technology? Please listen to the Tokyo daytime news for you to interpret."

"The Hall of Rejuvenation will hold a press conference at 8 o'clock today: Director Jiufeng Ziyuan has temporarily resigned as head of the Hall of Resurrection due to physical reasons, and is recuperating at home. The post of Director of the Hall of Resurrection is currently held concurrently by His Excellency Zheng Amitabha, a great monk of the Guangjing Sect. "

"The Foreign Law Association issued a statement early this morning: Araki Nao, the president of the Foreign Law Association, will leave Tokyo to go out to collect materials. Those of you who are looking forward to the new work of the last literary giant in the Japanese archipelago, Your Excellency Araki, will wait for a longer time!"

Browsing through all the news that interests him, the brain of the man in the puppet suit who is in the sage time keeps turning, thinking about the information contained in these publicly released news and what he can use.

He didn't know when he got up and suddenly possessed a special ability.

As long as he is in the sage time, his thinking speed and ability to accept will increase hundreds of times, and countless inspirations will explode in his mind.

Relying on this ability, he has achieved countless academic achievements very smoothly, and has become one of the top talents in the Japanese archipelago at a young age.

But unexpectedly, this also distorted his thinking more and more.

This kind of distortion is like his ability, it doesn't know when it came, and it doesn't know where it came from.At first, he just didn't like women anymore, and then he didn't like humans anymore, and then he didn't even like living things anymore.

In the end, the only thing he can use to enter the time of the sage is the blonde doll that accompanied him from the beginning and provided the material for his first entry into the time of the sage---MARRY.

He crazily loathes everything in this world, hates any kind of thing he sees in front of him, and he doesn't know if he is thinking about it.

I don't know from which day, the world he saw was different from the usual one, it was so crazy and terrifying.

Bloody, filthy, dirty, unsightly, and crazy.

But in such a world, there is the only angel, MARRY who has been with him all the time.

After all the former bed partners have turned into disgusting monsters, only MARRY is still so radiant and moving.

Her long golden hair is like wheat ears in the sun, shining brightly; her skin is like the highest grade crystal, crystal clear; her smile is like a pansy under the moon, mysterious and elegant.

Every time he hugged her, he could relax his mind and forget about this dying world.

But this is wrong, his genius brain has long seen the truth of the matter, and it is not the world that is sick, but him.

Every time the doll MARRY is used to enter the sage's time, he can return to the normal world.

There is no ceiling full of nervous eyes, no bloody meat blanket under the bed and the non-stop chewing sound, no computer that keeps emitting yellow-green pus, no painful and twisted human faces on the walls.

The human beings have also changed back to their original appearance, the dirty and distorted facial features have been corrected again, the skin full of maggots and fleshy tentacles has also become smooth, the huge mouth no longer grows on the chest, and the tentacles of the human head are no longer under the waist. The legs are not twisted like seven or eight unfinished chicken legs stitched together.

MARRY also turned back into the tattered doll that had been used for decades and was full of filth and his dead descendants.

Therefore, he clearly knows that it is not the world that is sick, but himself.

There is a problem with the nerves leading to the visual center of my brain, and there is also a problem with my four souls.

Later, he turned to medicine, studied the application of spiritual power and medicine, and even became one of the most famous neurosurgeons in the Japanese archipelago. test.

But in the end, he still couldn't find a cure for his illness, and could only rely on the daily sage time to suppress the madness.

Just when he was about to fall into despair, an organization called "Seeking the Truth" approached him and told him about his illness.

Just like monsters from [another world] invading this world will form weirdness, some weirdness acts on a single person and takes the human individual as the carrier.If the individual dies, the weirdness disappears.

Qiuzhen Society calls this type of weirdness [Weird γ], which is the fourth type of weirdness outside of the three recognized by the international weirdness research community.

Because of its concealment and little harm, it is easy to be confused with mental illness and has not been discovered.