This is a series of activities that she has had since she was found: moving from one place to another, from one barren to the next rich. The bishop dyed her hair golden and put a sky blue cap on her
Pupil, tried every means to dress her up as a messenger descending from the sky. He gave her everything she had no feelings for, respect, worship, and servant.
Wiping the remnants of food from her lips, she stared blankly at the shining pupils and the stiff doll in front of her. The bishop handed her a board filled with demands and told her that only by paying a price can these ordinary people be saved.
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"So, please dedicate most of your possessions to our God! Exchange tokens from the gods with our guardians, write your visions on them, and throw them to our holy fire devoutly. When you
When you step out of this gathering, you will forget all my words and become a mortal protected by God again! I am the Saint of Heaven, and will serve as a solid channel to convey your desires to God, and then, as the only one who remembers all this
The burden bearer, continue on the road to salvation!”
Repeating the rituals and lines that had been performed several times, the saint closed her eyes tightly and guessed their wishes in her mind. Good health is the simplest. She only needs to give him a hint to work and rest on time. Do you want to imitate the little girl?
What about her tone? She firmly believed that her bishop would send them all the hints she said. Since they had paid most of their property, salvation would definitely come to their hands. Because she was the only one who had
Guide of God’s Word~
"Mr. Bishop, we have made sure that there are no reporters or other people mixed in the crowd. This time we have collected the finances without any problems. The forged wish list is here. According to your arrangement, it overlaps with the previous times.
Extremely low.”
Sen Ming, who was wearing a white robe, touched his gray beard, looked at the backlit girl on the podium in front of him, and once again praised his wisdom in his heart. He clutched the Satan Cross hanging upside down on his chest and felt
From the coldness and throbbing in the palm of his hand, he understood everything about this cross. Ever since the girl awakened her ability because of it, this cross had been accumulating energy all the time, informing him of the power called "bewitchment".
"Are the lucky ones ready? As the only mortals who have benefited, they must not reveal their secrets."
"It has been arranged. Those people are young ladies from big companies. We are using the Holy Lady's recording to get them to sign the contract in the back hall."
"Oh? What kind of big company is it?"
Sen Ming raised his eyebrows and asked the secretary next to him with little interest.
"It's Yingsha Insurance Company, that mercenary organization that's invisible and has no leaks."
"Humph, let them stay in the back hall after signing. I think they still have some value. It's almost over here. You can ask the saint to wait in the room. I'll go see those young masters and ladies."
Sen Ming glanced at the girl secretly stepping on the stage and swaying, cursed secretly, and went to the preparation room No. 1 behind the scenes of the playground stage.
"We have lost contact with the eldest lady and the others. According to the observation just now, they should have been taken into the preparation room. There is something I need to tell you. "Feng" took it upon himself to follow the exiting saint."
"Wind! What are you doing?!"
Ye Lanxin was wearing a white church robe, observing the venue from behind the bonfire, and whispered angrily into the headphones in her robe.
""Soul Heart" has left his position and is following the saint in front of me."
"Tsk, location."
"There are still three hundred meters to the bonfire!"
"Um?"
Ye Lanxin straightened up and looked beyond the crowd of machines. The saint was holding the hand of a white-robed cultist and rushing towards them. Behind them, another white-robed cultist lowered the brim of his hat and kept talking to the two of them.
Running a long distance, an unknown smile reflected in Ye Lanxin's eyes.
"Wenxin, by changing the saint's mood, do you want her dignified image to collapse or?!"
Before she had time to think about it, Ye Lanxin summoned Gardenia and directed her to float towards Ye Wenxin, trying to directly command her sister with her consciousness. However, at the same time, the guard in silver armor beside her raised his blade and struck her in the head.
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"Mysterious side ability user?!"
Ye Lanxin jumped to the side, and sparks flew onto her white robe. She was forced to rest her elbows on the ground, driving her body to roll to one side. The sword-wielding guard held a silver sword in his hand and ran towards Ye Lanxin, whose hair was scattered.
On the other side, Lin Shuwen, who was slowly tracking in a white robe, saw this and ran towards the bonfire and the place where the saint was. At this moment, another sword-wielding guard also pulled out his silver sword and headed towards
Lin Shuwen rushed over.
"Hey! Stop! Why are you suddenly attacking?
Saints!!! Stop!"
The saint shouted in panic and activated her abilities. The hoods of the two guards fell off with violent movements, revealing their empty eyes and ears tightly plugged with earplugs.
"If I guess correctly..."
Ye Lanxin dodged the chop sideways, clenched his left fist, and hit the guard with an uppercut on the chin. The guard's head fell back and he temporarily lost the ability to move. Ye Lanxin made an axis with his front foot and lifted his back foot off the ground.
He turned around 270 degrees, and with inertia, he hit the guard's brainstem hard with the back of his left fist. The guard rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
"It's a hint. When anyone who is not wearing a cultist's clothing rushes towards the saint, they will automatically attack. Although they can't see the gardenia, every human being has an innate sense."
Shaking her left hand, Ye Lanxin took off the robe she was wearing. The elastic vest was close to her skin, and the black suspenders outlined her curves and were hung with various props. She contacted "Red Wind"
"I will discuss the matter of letting go of "Soul Heart" with you later and connect all the "Champagne" action groups."
After a brief sound of electricity, Ye Lanxin looked at the watch on his wrist.
"It is now 10:48:38 a.m., 10:50, and the operation begins."
Ye Lanxin looked at Lin Shuwen and the guards who were about to enter the opponent's attack range, as well as a saint supporting the frightened saint. She took the folded miniature tranquilizer pistol from her strap and shot at the frightened true saint on the ground.
Three shots were fired.
"Lord Saint, please step back."
Ye Wenxin was behind the saint's ear, uttering comforting words, and blue light filled her pupils, amplifying the saint's fear.
"Why? I don't remember giving such an order!! Besides, I haven't even said a word to these guards!!!"
"boom!"
The silver sword struck the solid black wings, and the black mist condensed into a blade on Lin Shuwen's right arm. The moment the wings bounced away from the silver sword, it swung towards the body of the silver sword.
"Wow."
The black feathers fell off, the dark wings devoured the light, and the backlit figure pointed its blade at the ground, standing in front of the two of them. The smooth section was wrapped in darkness, eroding deep from the fracture. The guard ignored the severe pain coming from his fingers, and used
With a stiff face, he clenched his fist corroded by darkness and smashed it at Lin Shuwen. The black wings on Lin Shuwen's back folded again, using feathers to absorb the raging darkness, but the sharp feather edge scratched the guard's fist, and blood flowed from the section and
The wound gushed out and splashed on the saint's cheek. She caught a glimpse of the blood slipping, and her horrified eyes reflected Ye Wenxin's face. Blue light burned in her pupils, and whispers echoed in the saint's ears.
"This is the saint you cultivated with your ability. How about it? Doesn't it feel like a new human being?"
The guard continued to exert half of his fist, raised his remaining hand, and grabbed Lin Shuwen's neck.
"Hello"
Ye Lanxin's voice suddenly came from the earphones. The moment Lin Shuwen lost consciousness, his neck was held tightly by the guard's hand.
"cough"
"Master! I'll cut off his hand!"
Can Yue raised the other half of the black wing, but was stopped in mid-air by Lin Shuwen. In Can Yue's puzzled eyes, Lin Shuwen used all his strength to kick the guard's shoulder. With the sound of joint dislocation, the guard went limp.
His arm fell sideways on the grass beside him. He struggled to stand up and prepared to continue attacking Lin Shuwen, who was bent over and coughing violently.
"That's enough!!!! Stop!!!"
The saint's voice came from behind, and the sound wave carried a huge resonance, shaking the guard's skull, resonating inside his skull, and washing away the original hint left only through the vibration of the eardrum.
The guard stopped all movements and fell to the ground.
"Zangyue, cough, fix his shoulder, it's probably just a dislocation."
"Master! You..."
"I'm fine. I'm used to coughing. Go quickly!"
Lin Shuwen was half-kneeling on the ground, stroking his throat with his right hand, watching the waning moon connect the guard's shoulders. A familiar cry came from a distance, and he looked in the direction of the "Red Wind" command room, and a white shadow rushed up
On his shoulder, worried questions echoed in his mind along with the fox's cry. He rubbed Mei'er's face and stood up.
"Ahem, do you want to kill me?!"
"I just want to remind you that attacking parts of the body such as the philtrum or brainstem can cause incapacity, but I apologize for the misjudgment of the timing."
"Huh...where's the next order?"
"Get rid of the remaining four guards."
"What?!"
Forest
Shuwen turned around suddenly, and beside the three of them, four sword-wielding guards from other positions rushed towards here, less than a hundred meters away from the three of them!
"Holy shit!"
Lin Shuwen spread his wings again, put away the blade on his arm, and blocked the saint and Ye Wenxin who stood up.
"The hint should include not hurting other people. These natural human shields have delayed a lot of time for you. But the reason for not hurting other people should be to avoid making things worse, right?"
Ye Lanxin was analyzing the situation on the channel with her sister, and didn't notice the wind coming from the other end.
"Don't you simply not want to hurt them? Answer me honestly."
The saint's voice suddenly came from Ye Lanxin's earphones, carrying a hint. A few seconds later, Ye Lanxin's reply came from the earphones:
"No, they just want to make money secretly."
"What! What about the saints who were hinted by me?!"
"They are just like what you hinted at. They have lost all their memories and are still struggling to survive. Many of them have already entered prison."
"Then... what about the people I personally hinted at?!"
"There are some heirs of large companies who have disappeared. Their parents searched desperately for the place where the ceremony was held, but found nothing."
"how so!!!!"
The saint's three views were completely subverted. She would not doubt the hinted Ye Lanxin's answer. The blue contact lenses followed her fingers and slipped from her wide eyes. She shouted at the guards who rushed over.
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"I didn't order you! Stop!!!"
"No, I ordered you, when chatting with Grandpa Sen..."
The saint recalled several strange conversations she had had with the bishop, and she confirmed the fact that she had been deceived on her own.
"Cancel the hint to my sister, otherwise I will make you "regret" to the point of committing suicide!!"
Ye Wenxin stared at the saint who turned her head, and the blue light became more intense in her pupils.
"Forget what I hinted at you."
Ye Lanxin on the other side of the headset recovered from her stiff expression. She gasped with lingering fear and asked about Gardenia's situation just now.
"Give the headphones to the person who gave them to you."
The saint took off the headphones and handed them back to Ye Wenxin who was beside her. Lin Shuwen walked to the saint's side, took Meier off his shoulders and handed them to her.
"Can you help me take care of her?"
The saint raised her head and looked at the man with black wings for the first time. She took the swollen-faced Meier from his hand and nodded.
"Thanks."
Subconsciously touching the saint's hair, Lin Shuwen walked to the stands in the distance.
"Wenxin, stay with the saint, and Lin Shuwen and I will go to Lan Ruxin's place. "Red Wind" connects "Hun Xin" to the "Suifeng" channel."
Ye Wenxin withdrew the azure color of her pupils, squatted down next to the saint, and poked at Meier's fur in boredom, avoiding Meier's backhand bite. She looked at the saint and found that she was looking at the stands in the distance.
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"What? You want to catch up?"
"No...no...just..."
The saint blushed and lowered her head, caressing Mei'er. Finally, she closed her eyes and stood up.
"If I help you destroy the Saints' Religion, can you..."
"There is no room for you to bargain here. Although you may have been deceived, the things you did are all facts."
Ye Wenxin stared at her indifferently, and the saint lowered her head again.
"Precisely because you have no room for bargaining, you must help us destroy the Saints' Cult."
Ye Wenxin stood up, patted her white robe casually, and took a step toward the stands.
"Let's go. If you behave well, my sister will consider letting you join us."
The saint raised her head blankly, suddenly thinking of something, and the blush appeared on her cheeks again.
"Sister and Lin Shuwen probably need your ability to remove hints, so let's go there quickly. Sister Jiu~"
"Oh, please be safe."
Lingjiu on the rooftop looked at Ye Wenxin in the sniper scope, waving her hands while ignoring orders and moving forward, and sighed silently.
"His name is Lin Shuwen, right?"
"Ah? Oh. We call him "Feng" in the organization. This is his code name."
The saint put Mei'er on her shoulders, carefully dusted off the white robe, and walked to the stand together with Ye Wenxin's impatient urging.