Nozos explained to Difangge in detail some of the things that happened to Shufien.

For example, Xiu Feien's soul was summoned by the Holy Lord and received part of the revelation of the Holy Lord to the human world.

When the prophecy of the Year of Apocalypse could not be changed, Xiu Feien became the descendant of the only true god in the world and also became the only hope in the world.

His bloodline was inspired by the Holy Lord, and so on and so on...

Even Nozos also brought the demons in Chisselsu City, everything that happened, such as sending Brewster to kill the demons with a drop of Shufien's blood...

Di Fangge opened his mouth in surprise, his thin body now looked like a soft noodles.

Hold the seat cushion firmly with both hands so that you don’t fall back directly.

He didn't know how to evaluate what Nozos told him, but he was thinking about whether Nozos was crazy.

The deviation between the doctrines of the Xinguang Cult and the Holy Bishop is too great. Sometimes Di Fangge believes that the position of the great priest is the most suitable only for the clergy of the Xinguang Cult on his own.

The clergy of the Xinguang Church will find ways to let the Pope learn real politics and some philosophy.

"I know what you think. Most of the clergy in the Holy See do not believe in the existence of the Holy Lord, and their faith is not pious..."

Shufein sighed and continued, "But all this will change after my succession tomorrow... This world needs to know the truth."

‘The truth? What is the truth?’ Di Fangge thought in his heart in confusion.

Nozos told Di Fangge the lyric lie that Sufien had compiled before.

When the other party learned that the Pope two hundred years ago actually planned to downplay people's dependence on the Holy Lord to ease the prophecy, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

"Di Fangge, Cardiff's evil spirit incident should be dealt with as soon as possible. Those evil things cannot be allowed to rage on earth. I will contact the British royal family and the Prime Minister's Office to let them release the arrested clergy today."

Shufein then preached, "Next I will tell you a way to expel evil spirits, which can only be used by clergy..."

At this time, in the southern part of Novosibirsk in Russia, Shebalino.

Shebalino belongs to the ‘Altai Republic’ and the Altai Republic is one of the main bodies of the Russian Federation and belongs to the Siberian Federal Region.

On the second floor of a single two-story wooden house, four men close to middle-aged are gathering together.

This wooden house is close to the Altai Mountains in southern Western Siberia. It was a overnight residence built by surrounding hunters when hunting in the Altai Mountains decades ago.

Many hunters will share food in this wooden house, often hard black bread and a small bag of cheese, and share the intensity of vodka.

And homemade sausages, etc...

But now hunting has only become an amateur interest and hobby. Even when the Soviet Union collapsed and people were short of food, they would not hunt in the mountains and forests.

Moreover, federal law and international law stipulate that a large number of animals are within the scope of being hunted, which also makes this group of northerners lose interest.

These four men who are close to middle-aged are not hunters, and there is a relatively young man in front of them.

On a rectangular low table, there are sacrificial objects, and on the opposite wall are hung with an inverted cross ring.

This is the beauty of Satan, the king of demons and the lord of hell.

The man in front was busy, and the three behind looked at each other, one of the oldest people spoke to him:

"Bonsolf, stop for a while, we have something to tell you."

The man in front was still busy. He took out a pair of goat horns from the thick canvas bag and placed respectfully in the middle of the table.

Looking back at the other party, Bonsolf's hair was golden, and it was slender and slightly curly. His nose was very wide and straight, his eyes were light blue, and his pupils were slightly blue.

He was thin and looked like a poor man who had been destroyed by drugs.

"What?" His voice also sounded like a broken bellows, and it sounded that the other party's lungs were not very good either.

The inner side of the top of his index finger, the middle finger, was burnt yellow and cocooned, and it looked like it had a long smoke age.

"The three of us discussed it and just wanted to tell you that this is our last time to attend a party and pray. Of course, if you don't think it's the matter, we can leave now and never disturb your piety."

Bonsolf was stunned, but his expression was not too surprised. He seemed to have expected that this day would come.

"Well, it's hard for you to persevere until now, God will not bless the ungodly."

The man retorted, "Blessing? That's the word of the Three Deities? The demons can only have curses. Look at how you are now, your parents, and then you, you are all crazy and believe in the Demon Truth Church.

Although we used to be the same, we gave up halfway, except for occasionally coming to party every month... but we just planned to meet and chat with each other.

Only you will still fiddle with these rituals of sacrifice and prayer!

We have done it before, but we won’t be so crazy!”

Bonsolf was unwilling to continue listening to the other party's voice and changed his face and said, "If you don't want to pray, why don't you get out of here, or don't bother me!"

"Well, if you are willing to continue crazy, really... even the founder of the Demon Truth Sect doesn't believe in this nonsense, but instead leads to you, a confused madman.

The only benefit of the Demon Truth Church is that we are ignorant people. However, nearly twenty years have passed, and everyone’s friendship is pretty good. If you are sober, you can go to the ‘Guiya Bar’ to find us.

I don't mind treating you to a drink!"

The three of them then came down the stairs without looking back and left the wooden house.

Bonsolf heard the sound of them starting the car engine outside, and the sound gradually faded away.

They left very firmly, and perhaps they had long been disgusted by this prayer of a monthly party.

Perhaps as I said just now, the Demon Truth Church only made friendships for a group of ignorant people, but now they have chosen a better place to gather.

In bars or restaurants, they may drink while telling the ridiculous days when they believed in the evil gods.

Bonsolf didn't know if his emotions were angry now. He should be angry, but his mood was very calm at this moment.

He turned around and continued to fiddle with the sacrificial supplies on the table.

And it also appeared in his mind. After this prayer is over, can we give up... and then find a stable job.

Although his health is relatively poor, he can work as a telemarketer or something, or go to a private factory to work as a guard and security guard, although his basic salary is very small.

Bonsolf had no family or wife, and his desire for all this had been given up.

This is how faith is. When you are possessed, you don’t care about anything, and you will feel pain after you wake up.

The goat horns on the table represent the image of the Lord of Prayer, the demon.

Manjushahua, the call of hell, separation, sadness, unknown, the beauty of death.

Bonsolf placed it on the right side of the goat's horn.

On the left is a copper furnace, which throws the poppy shell into it, representing self-destruction.

How can you gain strength without falling!

The poppy shell is lit in the copper stove, and then a few drops of black rose petals are added to it.

‘Dark, challenge, you are the demon and all for me’.

A thicker smoke immediately rose in the room through the copper stove.

Bonsolf knelt on the floor and began to pray in a low voice:

The most knowledgeable and beautiful angel,

God who is betrayed by fate and cannot be praised,

Exiled King, you have been hurt,

Has been defeated, but always stand up again with greater force,

You, the great king of all things,

The kind doctor who treats human distress,

Give the exile a calm and proud look,

Cursing all the people around the guillotine.

Knowing that in this jealous land,

Where did the suspicious Holy Lord hide precious gems?

The adoptive father of the man who was expelled from the heavenly kingdom of earth,

The Holy Father expelled them in wrath,

Demon Lords, please mercy on my long-lasting suffering!

If it were in the past, nothing would have happened, but today is an extracurricular.

After Bonsolf finished speaking the last syllable, he suddenly felt the air around him vibrate.

Even this cabin made a sound of "squeaking" as if it could collapse at any time.

Bonsolf was originally kneeling on the floor, and he wanted to stand up, but he felt that his knees seemed to be connected to the wooden board.

No matter how hard you try, you can't move.

"The prayer is fulfilled?"

At this last moment, his mind suddenly came up with thoughts that even he felt absurd.

His heart beats like a drumstick falling from a rainstorm. He presses his chest tightly, and the pain of his heart that is about to burst makes him forget to breathe for a short time.

The painful expression appeared directly on the face, showing a terrifying look.
To be continued...