Saint: The original meaning refers to prophets, disciples of saints or prophets, followers of saints’ thoughts.

But is this weird white man in front of you a saint?

No, he is not.

He is: the dead saint.

The Dead Saints have another interpretation.

Although the Dead Saint is also a believer and worshiper of the Pope, the Dead Saint is completely different from the Saint.

Although the dead saints also believe in Jesus and believe in God, they are followers of death because they feel that faith and responsibility are completely different. Although they believe in God, their duty is to kill those who disobey the Pope or those who betray the Pope.

(The Bible records: Judah was once one of the dead saints. Because he betrayed Jesus and committed suicide, his soul finally went to hell. The demons of hell favored Judah's dead soul and did not suffer the pain of reincarnation)

According to legend, as long as a person who can become a dead saint, he will be favored by the death angel... This matter is closely recorded in religion, and there are rumors that (the dead saint has an immortal body).

Having said that, the white man is still lying on the cold floor, his hands tightly holding the cold cross in his hands.

Suddenly, a gloomy cold wind blew in, and then a black shadow suddenly appeared in his room.

For such a strange black shadow that appeared out of thin air, the white man kneeling on the ground did not move, but continued to kneel down for a long time and prayed and begged.

"Father gammarelli, will the Lord forgive our sins?" Suddenly, a strange word came out from the white man kneeling on the ground.

He seemed to know who the shadow behind him was.

After he asked a question, the black shadow behind him suddenly appeared slowly.

Then the dim light in the room could see his face. He was wearing a religious dress and a cross of Jesus in his neck, standing motionless behind the white man, who stood in the dark tombs of Binjiang City not long ago.

After the white man asked, Father Gammarelli suddenly smiled slightly, then slowly walked to the white man, stretched out a hand and placed it slightly above the white man's head, and suddenly said in his mouth: "The Lord will forgive us."

“All sins will be forgiven.

"Child, remember that the merciful Lord forgives us because we know to sacrifice, sacrifice our faith, sacrifice everything."

The white man suddenly trembled when he heard Father Gammarelli say this, and then slowly stood up from the ground.

His eyes became firm and terrifying in an instant.

The bloody cross behind the burly body revealed an endless sense of hideousness.

"Father gammarelli, who will you kill this time!" Suddenly, a few cold words asked from the white man.

There was no emotion on his face, only deep faith and terrible murderous intent.

"Kill an ambitious man, kill an extremely greedy and selfish evil man."

The white man standing there didn't speak, just listened quietly.

After saying that, gammarelli smiled strangely and continued to say slowly: "Did the Bishop send you here alone?"

"No!"

"The rest of the people are already on the way, and I just ordered to arrive here in advance." The white man said coldly.

Father gammarelli nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

"After everyone comes, we will start to do it."

"This time, we can't repeat the mistakes we had 20 years ago in any case, and we must never let those stupid people get what we originally belong to us." Father gammarelli said with a gloomy face.

His eyes were filled with ambition and wildness, and no one knew what their black-clad believers who were loyal to the Vatican Pope wanted.

Since Li Tian left the old man Wuji, he has returned to Binjiang City alone.

At this moment, he didn't know that his brothers had arrived in Cuiweiju, nor did he know that his brothers had already known the news of his resurrection.

He was just walking towards the place where Cuiweiju lived alone.

After Li Tian came back, the guards at the door saw him at a glance and greeted him from afar: "Young Master,"

Li Tian saw his subordinates and walked over with a step.

"Young Master, where have you been going for such a long time? We are all looking for you." said the member standing at the door.

Li Tian said lightly: "Nothing."

"By the way, my son, have a few people come to you yesterday." said the guard member at the door.

Listening to the members at the door saying this, Li Tian frowned slightly: "Look for me? Who are you?"

"It seems like your brothers, young master." One of the members in a suit suddenly said.

When Li Tian heard this, he was excited and grabbed his subordinates' shoulders and asked, "What did you say? My brothers? Are Xiaolong and the others here?" Li Tian couldn't help but ask in his excitement.

But after seeing Li Tian so excited, the subordinates in front of him quickly said, "I, I... don't know what their names are... There are 3-4 people anyway, and they are still here now."

When Li Tian heard this, he didn't care about the subordinates in front of him anymore, and ran towards Cui Weiju like he ran.

While running, they shouted the names of Tang Xiaolong, Ghost servants and others.

Tang Xiaolong, the ghost servant Xue Wuhen and the others who were sitting in the room were stunned when they suddenly heard an extremely familiar voice coming into their ears.

"Little boss?"

"It's the young master's voice..." The ghost servant was shocked in an instant.

Although they all heard the flower fairy tell them the news that Li Tian was alive, they did not see Li Tian with their own eyes, so they were still uneasy so far, but at this moment they heard Li Tian’s familiar voice.

When this sound came, they were first stunned, and then they ran outside like crazy.

"Tian'er is back." Fairy Baihua was also saying happily at this moment.

As they all ran out, a fast figure had already swept in.

When his figure suddenly appeared in front of the brothers, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

"Little boss..."

"Big brother?"

"Young Master."
Chapter completed!