818 The Man Who Robbed Pluto Marriage

"Ni Ling, my child, are you okay!"

The beautiful nun finally finds the child hiding in the church in the collapsed building.

"Sister nun..." Ni Ling saw someone she was familiar with, and the fear of loneliness for so many days made her mouth flatten and she almost cried.

Because her mother said that it was very dangerous outside, she was hidden behind the statue of the God of the Cross and escaped being killed by soldiers, but her mother disappeared. She prayed hard, but the cathedral collapsed , she was stuck inside and couldn't get out at all!

Seeing Ni Ling's distressed body and terrified face, the nun couldn't help but hugged her in her arms, silently recited the name of God, and prayed for God's blessing.

After the simple prayer, the nun spoke seriously to the child.

"Ni Ling, listen, we are very dangerous now, many people want to kill us, we must escape quietly now!"

At this moment, Ni Ling noticed that the nun's white skirt was covered with dust, and the long white scarf was not clean. She said sensiblely, "Okay, sister nun."

"Good boy," the nun's eyes were tender, and she gently stroked her head, but when she looked around, she pursed her lips tightly, putting away all the softness, and exposing the hard side.

"My Lord!"

She closed her eyes again and asked for help from the gods who did not know where. Then she opened her eyes, and the collapsed church and the corpses of the dead were reflected in her pupils.

"let's go!"

She picked up Ni Ling and carried the baby in this horrific scene, avoiding anyone who might threaten them.

Even her breath was filled with a disgusting burning smell, and Ni Ling couldn't help sobbing, she couldn't bear such a scene when she was young.

As the nun ran, she made the too conspicuous white dress dusty.

"Ni Ling, please remember that this is a test given to us by the Lord. He will never punish us without a reason, so this is a way to test our loyalty and piety, and those who pass the test..."

The nun hugged Ni Ling and hid in a hollow tree trunk. It was raining heavily outside, and the smell of burning gradually faded away.

Ni Ling drowsily listened to the nun's teaching, and the gentle female voice echoed in her ears like a mother's lullaby.

Nun: "We will go to heaven. As long as we persevere, we will be able to reach the paradise that God bestows on us."

"Elysium..." Ni Ling said vaguely.

"Yes, my child," the nun pressed her forehead against Ni Ling's, her eyes filled with compassion, "Please don't blame God for making you lose your mother, please believe that she is enjoying happiness in another world."

"Can Ni Ling go? Can I go to my mother?" Ni Ling grabbed the nun's sleeve and said anxiously: "Ni Ling is dead, can I go to my mother?"

The nun shook her head and covered Ni Ling's forehead with her palm, "God allows us to live to experience pain, but suicide is the original sin if we can't bear the pain, and we will go to hell, so Ni Ling is still young, and there are others alive You can feel things in your life, and when God thinks you have arrived, you can go to that world and tell your mother about the things you encountered when you were alive, okay?"

In the nun's voice, the girl gradually lost her sanity, and said while trying to hold on to her drowsiness: "Ni Ling... Ni Ling now only knows that cicadas can be baked and eaten, and that prayers must be on time every day. You can't go...you can't go... ...playing by the river..."

"Yes, Ni Ling is still young, and she doesn't have much to say to her mother, so she can't go there."

The nun removed the fingers covering the child's eyes, her expression was not as gentle as her voice, she looked at everything outside in pain, and carefully hid the child in the dead branches in the tree hole.

She pursed her lips hesitantly, but after a while, a determination appeared on her face.

Then she rushed out and forcibly led away the soldiers who had been searching this way.

The rain last night seemed to have washed the whole world, and the death and war in the child's memory had disappeared, and the clear eyes were filled with the green and earthy yellow of the land outside.

Ni Ling didn't find the nun after waking up, which made her very scared, but she was a good child, she didn't run around but waited in the tree hole, and she believed that the nun would not abandon her.

But when the rain stopped, the nun did not come back.

Ni Ling clenched her hands worriedly, and finally made up her mind to pray to God.

Her barren prayers made this prayer not very exciting, but it was the only thing she could do at such a young age.

The little believer walked out of the tree hole, as if praying gave her courage, and the rain washed away the traces that might have existed last night, but she was lucky to find the nun, but maybe it was just misfortune.

The position of the nun is far away from the tree hole. One can imagine how hard this woman ran last night to lure the pursuers away.

Ni Ling persisted from morning to noon before finding her by the river bank.

At this time, the nun was naked, her whole body had signs of being raped, her soft and plump breasts seemed to have been kneaded before she died, and her lips that could spit out soft words would never open again.

Ni Ling sat next to her blankly, she didn't know how to act.

"Sister nun..."

"Sister nun?"

"Sister Nun! Sister Nun!!"

The cries of young children resounded in the forest, shaking the sensitive birds away.

The sluggish face gradually turned into a mournful cry with the shouting, and her young body, which had not yet had enough water, couldn't bear the great joy and sorrow of the past two days, and she finally passed out next to the corpse in a cry.

When she opened her eyes again, Ni Ling found that she had moved to another place, where there were beds, food, and many people.

"Are you awake?" a strong man said in a low voice.

Ni Ling looked around in a daze, "Sister nun?"

The big man showed a distressed expression, rubbed his hair, and then carefully squatted down beside her bed, "She's gone to the Lord."

"Liar!"

The big man choked, and he, who was not good at words, couldn't say anything under the hateful gaze of the little girl.

Ni Ling choked up and shouted: "The nun sister said, Ni Ling is still young, she can't go to her mother, because suicide is a felony, I have to live a very long time, so I can tell my mother what happened when I was alive, but The sister nun is also very young, how could she go to find her mother! How could the Lord agree!"

"Suicide is the original sin!"

The girl couldn't help but shed big tears from the corners of her eyes as she spoke, and everyone in the room fell silent. They all prayed in unison for the pious sister Ni Ling mentioned that she would enjoy bliss after her death.

The orderly sound of prayers quieted the girl, and she followed suit.

The changes in the past few days have made her regard the words to God as the pillar of her heart, and every time she finishes her prayers, she has the motivation to continue.

"Your nun sister didn't commit suicide, she was protecting you at the last moment."

The big man stroked the girl's soft hair, recalling the place where the nun died and the child who was obviously traveling with her, and said sadly: "She is innocent."

"Then is this a test given to us by our God?" Ni Ling asked the big man with her eyes wide open.

The big man shook his head, "God will not give us such a cruel test."

Ni Ling shouted angrily: "Who is that! Who made me lose my mother and nun sister!"

The big man's eyes turned cold, and murderous intent was all over his face. He held the weapon on his left hand with a ferocious expression, and it creaked, almost like a curse squeezed out between his teeth.

"It's demons, those gods who have been enslaving us. They are not gods, they are demons! They are demons that bring disaster and death!"

"Pork, notice that you are talking to a child." The red-haired woman who was silent for a long time reminded the man who lost his composure, and said to the little girl, "Don't worry, we will definitely expel the demons from this land. Humans! Not a playground for evil gods!"

Ni Ling looked at them, these people had crosses hanging around their necks, and these people's faces were also covered with cruel expressions.

They're scary... thought the little girl, but also reassuring.

"I want to expel the evil god!"

Ni Ling thought for a while, then shouted at them.

The woman smiled, "It's not us who do these things, but people from the Crusades and the Knights of Light."

"Who is that?" Ni Ling was confused.

The big man sighed and said: "This is the power that the Lord has left for us humans, so that we can charge against evil without any scruples."

Can you charge unscrupulously against evil gods?In Ni Ling's young mind, the person who can do this kind of thing must be the messenger of God.

"Are they God's messengers?"

Hearing the little girl's question, everyone present looked delicate, and they chuckled lightly, "No, they are the guardians of people."

After saying such words, they left behind a few people to comfort the little girl who had lost their loved ones, while the others walked out of the house and saw that it was just a simple building of an ordinary wooden house.

Outside, the built military fortress and the huge city defense machinery gave the eyes a strong visual impact. They were all designed in every corner of the city wall according to the plan, and aimed at the army outside the city.

When Polk saw these humans who were willing to become the lackeys of the evil god, he couldn't help but burst into anger. The holy light exploded from him, and the huge hammer grew by [-] centimeters out of thin air.

He roared, "For my lord, charge against the evil!"

"I surrender to my lord, charge against the evil!"

As soon as he finished shouting, the same shout came out neatly from below, and the Light Paladins, which had long been ready to go, collectively charged towards those evil god lackeys with weak troops.

The woman lowered her eyes, the holy light in her wine-red eyes became more intense, and she said, "I'm really impatient."

"Master Nina." The man beside him smiled and said, "You can't fall behind Polk."

"Of course," Nina announced loudly, pulling the crossed sword at her waist, "Follow me!"

"Yes!"

The neat shouts represented the two secret legions of the Crusaders and the Paladins of Light, who were finally released into the world by their creators.

The souls of these warriors who died in the past were brave and good at fighting, and their hatred of the gods was just used by Prosser.

For such a long time in the underworld, Prosser did not go to the earth, not only to avoid the gaze of the primitive gods, but also to cultivate capital now.

These hidden castles that exist all over the land, these violent warriors who believe in him dare to charge against the gods, and those devout souls who can persist in believing in him even between life and death.

These traces cannot be eliminated by an order to expel heretics.

And the trial on Mount Olympus wiped out some of the gods, which also led to the current battle, which is still a contest between people, and the gods can only move their mouths.

Maybe after his return, there will be fewer believers belonging to the God of the Cross, but the ones left behind will definitely be the elite among the elite, and those dead souls will be reborn intact as flower spirits.

Prosser may have been cruel when he devised these plans, but he didn't have time to leave his deep-rooted footprints on the world for hundreds of years, so that the brand of faith can be devoutly indestructible.

Therefore, there is only one way to create the believers and beliefs he wants.

That is the terrible reincarnation known to all races in his world...

— Jihad!