Before the so-called chief priest had time to react, he felt a pair of cold hands pinch his neck and lift him up into the air.
Golem? Why are there golems in a place like this?
A flash of doubt flashed through the head of the chief priest, but he did not panic. He endured the discomfort of suffocation and prepared the evil spell in an orderly manner, intending to counter the golem and seize control of it.
Although I am a little surprised that such a small and poor church hides a magic doll, it is definitely not a high-end product, just a low-quality magic doll. Can you kill me in seconds? Can you kill me in seconds?
He thought secretly in his mind, and activated the magic spell with great skill.
Then... there is no more...
His evil magic seemed to be swallowed up silently by a huge abyss-like mouth.
How can it be?
The chief priest was startled, and then he remembered to struggle and resist.
But just as he exerted force, he suddenly felt the big hand holding his neck suddenly exert force.
After a crisp click, his neck tilted down, like a chicken with a broken neck.
The whole process didn't make much noise, so that the two cultists waiting outside didn't know what was going on inside.
"What's going on? Why is there no movement? Has something happened to the chief priest?"
"How is that possible?! That is the Chief Priest. He is a person that everyone looks up to in this sinless city. Even if something happens to your whole family, nothing will happen to him!"
"Maybe you found something good and plan to keep it for yourself, right? Let's follow him quickly, everyone who sees it will get a share!"
After that, the two men also climbed into the backyard using their hands and feet.
After two more crisp clicks, the night returned to silence again.
As a result, before dawn the next day, Gallo suddenly felt something warm and soft rubbing against his face. He woke up quickly and saw a little milk cat licking his face and meowing.
Meow, meowing in a milky voice.
"What's wrong? Isn't it just dawn? Are you hungry yet?"
"I'll peel a potato for you to eat."
Gallo said, quickly got up and went to the backyard to look for potatoes.
Then he saw the three corpses...
Gallo was stunned for a moment, then pinched his thigh and rubbed his eyes vigorously.
Then he hurried to the old bishop's room and shook him awake.
The old bishop wore a long, soft pointed nightcap with a fluffy hair ball on the top, and asked sleepily:
"What's wrong? Isn't it still dark? Are you hungry?"
"Shall I bake a potato for you?"
Gallo shook his head repeatedly and pulled him to the backyard.
"Ah...my Goddess, I probably haven't woken up yet..."
The old bishop muttered, pinched his thigh, rubbed his eyes vigorously, looked at the backyard again, and then turned his head to meet Gallo's eyes.
"Why are there three corpses in the yard?!"
The two said in unison.
The two of them hurriedly ran to wash their faces and wake themselves up. Then they ran to check the body and finally figured out the situation.
These three people are all sneaky cultists who want to sneak into the church at night to cause damage.
Gallo suddenly felt like his heart was on fire!
"You have been pestering me for many days..."
"It also prevents me from making money..."
"Now, how dare you break into my church?"
"You are asking for your own death!"
But what is regrettable is that these people are all dead and Gallo cannot kill them again.
As for who killed them? There is only one answer...
"Why do you want to kill them directly?"
Gallo asked the demon Amiya.
"This is a living thing that came to your door. You killed them all. How can I follow the clues and kill them all?"
Of course, the puppet would not answer him, but just sat quietly, curled up into a round ball, with its thick hands wrapped around its equally thick legs, looking a little aggrieved.
At this time, the old bishop also gave a timely reminder:
"Don't be carried away by hatred, don't forget the goddess's teachings!"
Gallo woke up immediately, quickly pointed at his left chest with two fingers of his right hand, and kept muttering:
"Elegant and easy-going, kind to others, humble and prudent..."
After rereading it several times, he felt himself calm down, and then asked the old bishop:
"How did these people find themselves here? Did they know my identity?"
The old bishop shook his head:
"If they knew you were the Skull Crusher, there wouldn't be only three people here..."
"You don't even have to go out personally, just find a way to inform Miss Undine. She is very interested in you, right?"
Gallo was still puzzled and asked:
"Then why did they come in?"
"Maybe for a casual stroll?"
"Perhaps he was inspired by the goddess?"
The old bishop shrugged and speculated.
Gallo immediately rejected the second theory.
"How could the goddess inspire these cultists?"
"Well, it certainly won't..."
The old bishop smiled and then asked: "Then what are you going to do now?"
"Of course I'll look for clues on them, then go find them and kill them all!"
Gallo answered without hesitation, but immediately realized that something was wrong, and quickly changed his words:
"Ahem, of course I won't kill anyone as a refined and easy-going person. I just go to help them confess their sins and forget about their disputes..."
"They are obviously cultists, but they have stepped into the realm of the goddess. This is undoubtedly a kind of blasphemy. It is really too much to deceive others. They must repent!"
The old bishop nodded noncommittally, then lowered his head and continued to rummage through the three corpses.
Finally, he found three money bags, two daggers engraved with evil patterns, and a small lavender flower.
"This is the kind of flower Amiya gave me last time!"
Gallo said quickly.
The old bishop looked at the flower, frowned and pondered for a moment, then picked up two daggers and carefully looked at the patterns on them.
These patterns formed a pattern that was exactly the same as what Gallo had seen on the cult woman before.
The old bishop quickly returned to his room with the dagger, found an old and yellowed notebook from the bookshelf, opened it, and carefully compared the records on it.
After that, he said to Gallo:
"This is the mark of the Moros Tree!"
Gallo was a little unfamiliar with this name.
The old bishop then explained:
"Legend has it that it is the 33rd child of Eas. It is deeply loved by Eas, and is even willing to share authority with it. It can be regarded as one of the gods of the Mother of Desire, a true evil god."
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As the New Year is approaching, there are many things going on, so updates may not be stable and the time may change. I hope everyone can understand.