canary in cage

They found out, their Son was gone!

All of this was so coincidental that it was like a play arranged by someone.

When the Holy Son appeared in the world, the divine light reappeared in the clouds, and when the Holy Son fell, the light disappeared completely without a trace.

These pedantic people gathered in front of the church, accusing the aloof priest, the priest who was once worshiped to heaven, has now become the object of scolding.

But the Holy Son, who was supposed to be under the priest, was pushed to the top in one fell swoop.

The priest held his forehead and hid in the deepest part of the church. The muzzle of the Green Lanka goddess had not been repaired, and even the ground of the church still exuded a disgusting bloody smell.

Even if the cleaning is ever-changing, the disgusting things will remain on it.

This is no longer a holy church, the goddess Green Lanka has fallen, this is hell, and this is the hell of people's hearts.

Suspicion, slander, and cursing are all displayed vividly in this hell.

Destroyed, the church that has been passed down for thousands of years was destroyed in his own hands, the man in a dark black robe jumped down from the top floor, his silver hair scattered in the air, as if he was weaving the crimes of this group of people .

The priest's eyes will not be closed in the end, he will tell everyone who saw his body that they are the culprits who killed him, they are not gods, they can't control everything!

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In the castle deep in the forest, the demon is shaping his own cage. It is a bright golden cage, huge in size, standing in the center of the room.

The pattern on each railing is different, as if there are countless thorns wrapped around it, it looks luxurious and gorgeous.

The inside of the cage was covered with a snow-white blanket, like the first snow that just fell, soft and pure, and a few golden roses were sparsely scattered on the blanket.

It was folded by hand and rolled up bit by bit with copper wire, which will neither deform nor wither.

The devil is preparing for the welcome ceremony. This place will be the destination of his long-awaited god. He wants to lock the god he has worshiped for a long time by his side forever.

Even if his own god hates himself forever.

Isri lifted the hair in front of his forehead, his amber golden pupils had lost their luster, and those dark pupils were bottomless, as if they could suck people in just by looking at them.

The farther his god was from him, the more his sanity collapsed, and he wished he could directly rub his god into the palm of his hand and completely take him as his own.

He couldn't wait any longer.

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The sun has risen to the highest point, and the residents of East Asia have begun to prepare for work after Christmas. There are Christmas trees on the street, and Santa Claus can be seen everywhere. Loman is almost dazzled walking on the street.

"Do you know the way?" Cehir just stopped on his front foot, and Loman directly hit Cehir's back a second later.

Loman covered his sore nose, looked up at Cecil, and grinned: "Know the way!"

"Where is the hotel?"

Luoman blinked, his expression even more surprised: "Brother wants to stay in a hotel?"

Cecil's brows twitched slightly. This was the best way he could think of. The two gemstones had already been given away. If he bought a new set here, he would not have enough money now.

Thinking of Cecil's brows tightened unconsciously, Loman immediately opened his mouth to change the subject when he saw the change in Cecil's expression: "Brother, the hotel is here."

As he spoke, he grabbed people and walked aside. Cecil was caught and staggered, and followed Luoman into the crowd.

Christmas has just started, and it is noon, the people on the street are almost in crowds, one by one, walking forward, and there are even large-scale circus performances directly across the street.

In an instant, the street was shrunk in half, and Luoman pulled Cehir's feet without stopping, until he reached the destination, and Cehir finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Cecil raised his head and looked at the sign above his head, his mouth was still sending air into his lungs.

"Are you here?" Cecil turned his head and asked.

Immediately, Cehir froze in place, and Luoman, who was standing by his side, had disappeared.

Cecil straightened up, turned his head back and forth to look for Loman, and just wanted to squeeze into the crowd to look for it, but in the end he couldn't even squeeze through a row of people.

Cecil was thus excluded.

There was no other way, Cehir had no choice but to turn around and enter the hotel, because almost all the people gathered outside, and there were not many people inside, so it could be said that it was a bit deserted.

Cecil walked to the front desk, lowered his hat a little, and opened his mouth, "I want a room."

The boss at the front desk was also in a hurry to go out to watch the performance, and the action of quoting and taking the money was completed in one go. After throwing the room key into Cecil's hand, he ran out in a hurry.

Cecil glanced at the back of the boss, turned around and went upstairs. The location of this room was just right, just above the circus performance.

Cecil took off the hat on his head and scanned around the window, but there was no trace of Loman. The crowd in front seemed to be blocked by the next window, so Cecil stood on tiptoe and pushed himself outside. Explored, wanted to see further.

But after looking at the changes carefully, there was still no sign of Luoman. Just when Cecil wanted to look away, the nerves in his head suddenly froze.

Someone is staring at me!

Cecil immediately looked back to look for that sight, but after a circle of people watched it, that sight disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

That look is like a beast seeing delicious food, with salivating saliva and blood dripping on the fangs, just staring motionlessly at the food it was spying on.

The cold hair on Cecil's body stood up in an instant, and the movement of turning around and closing the window was completed within a second, followed by a big gasp.

The cold sweat on the back directly soaked some of the innermost clothes, sticking to the skin was extremely uncomfortable.

"Boom, boom, boom"

Suddenly, there was another knock on the door outside, and Cecil stared at the wooden door with wide eyes. Although the door had already been locked, in Cecil's eyes, it seemed that the wooden door would close in the next second. Pushed away in general.

It was as if the wild beasts outside could devour him in an instant.

"Boom, boom, boom"

The knock on the door came in again, another blow to that poor and weak heart, Cehir straightened up, feeling a little dry in his spine, he moved to the door and blocked his throat The thing is pressed down.

"Who?" Cecil's voice was so low that the people outside didn't seem to hear him, so he knocked on the door three more times.

Cecil clenched his fists, moved a little further away from the door, and turned his voice a little louder.

"who is it?"

The people outside seemed to have heard it, so they stopped knocking on the door.