MTL - Darkness is Coming-Chapter 73 Holy sacrifice

  From Zhonghua Middle Road to the Memorial Tower, the distance between the two bus stops, there is not a single light that lights up at night. In the darkness, only the Saint-Nair Church was dazzling and dazzling.

Perhaps in this long and quiet street, there are still a few residents huddled in their homes. In order to avoid the followers of the Evolutionary God, they dare not make the slightest sound, let alone turn on the lights at night. They can only pray quietly, praying for the 258 brigade to hurry up. come.

   Yang Xiaoqian, like them, was waiting for the arrival of the 258th Brigade.

After    tortured him with the information he needed, Yang Xiaoqian immediately called Liu Yuanzhou's phone, and he was connected with just one ring, which was neat and tidy.

   What is even more straightforward is Liu Yuanzhou's attitude. Liu Yuanzhou generously admitted the little trick he played, and made his attitude clear: The evolutionary religion must be eliminated, and the most evil pope must be killed.

Liu Yuanzhou's arrangement was very simple. Yang Xiaoqian and others took the opportunity to observe and judge the ability of the only Awakened in the Evolution Sect, and then waited in place for the 258th Brigade. After the 258th Brigade arrived at the designated position, Yang Xiaoqian and others launched a surprise attack and assassinated Evolution Lin Wanyu, the Pope of the religious religion, then launched a flare, and troops from the 258th Brigade entered the field to suppress and rescue the civilians.

  When conditions permit, try not to reveal the identity of the Awakened in front of the 258th Brigade. If the situation is urgent, don't worry about anything else. This is Liu Yuanzhou's original words.

   Yang Xiaoqian naturally has no objection. There are 258 brigade troops rushing into the formation. Even if the information is wrong or there is an accident, there will be no danger.

   "I don't know how long it will take to arrive." Yang Xiaoqian thought to himself, and touched the mobile phone in his pocket. As long as the mobile phone vibrated again, it meant that the 258th Brigade troops were about to arrive nearby and could attack at any time.

The sound of helicopters and tanks running can be heard far away in the silent night. As long as the people of the evolutionary religion are not fools, they will definitely find out early, so Yang Xiaoqian will launch a surprise attack when the 258 brigade is still far away, and make a quick decision. To prevent the backbone of the evolutionary religion from fleeing, and to prevent the identity of the superpower from being exposed in front of the 258 brigade, Yang Xiaoqian did not want to be drafted into the army.

   Of course, the people rescued by the 258th Brigade will definitely report all what they have seen and heard, but by then Yang Xiaoqian should have already returned to Paradise Island, and the follow-up questions will give Liu Yuanzhou a headache.

   The waiting process was boring but not boring. Yang Xiaoqian was thinking hard about how to find out the abilities of the other Awakened without attracting attention.

   Before he could come up with a practical solution, his train of thought was interrupted.

   "The third hole is called Dongyao, and the third hole is called Dongyao." Wang Hai's tone-shifting voice came from the walkie-talkie, with a little noise. He is currently on the rooftop of a high-rise building, and I wonder if he is affected by the wind.

   "Received. What's the matter?" Yang Xiaoqian never used the walkie-talkie in Wang Hai's way of speaking. It was not because he could not learn it, but because he was not used to it.

   "There was movement in the church. A large number of people gathered outside. Many people were kneeling on the ground with handcuffs and anklets. It's over."

   When Wang Hai's voice fell, the cries and shouts had come from the church along with the wind.

   "What's going on?" Yang Xiaoqian turned his questioning eyes to Fatty Tikun. Fatty was also confused, thought for a moment and said, "The rule of the Evolutionary God is to pray once a day and a holy sacrifice once a week, but last week's sacrifice has just passed, shouldn't the next holy sacrifice be tonight?"

   Yang Xiaoqian raised his eyebrows, thinking that this fat man really knows a lot.

   "Wang Hai, continue to observe and keep giving feedback." After Yang Xiaoqian finished speaking, he raised his binoculars and looked in the direction of St. Nair Church.

   "Dongsan received it, they seem to be carrying out some kind of ceremony, those who were shackled by bracelets and anklets were locked beside a large pool..."

  Because the distance was too far, Wang Hai could only speculate based on what he saw in the telescope, and could not hear the absurd black farce in St.

   Dozens of sacrifices have dishes on their faces, obviously they have not received sufficient food supply for a long time and are malnourished.

  Temporarily set up outside the altar outside, the religious believers in cloaks brought plate after plate of food and placed them in front of the sacrifices.

   "Is this the last meal?" A gray-haired middle-aged man looked at the croissant on the plate, without the courage to reach for it. Although his stomach had been wailing for several days, he had no appetite at this time.

   "Death should also be a full-fledged ghost." Knowing that there is absolutely no reason, some people give up on themselves to survive, and use the last time to shove food into their mouths, alleviating the burning pain and desire in the stomach and abdominal cavity.

   "Brother, where are we, what are they talking about, are we going to be eaten?" A blind goddess panicked, stretched out her hands and waved randomly in the air, and finally grabbed a familiar arm. "Brother." The blind girl retracted into the man's arms, and the sense of security made her stop trembling, as if she had avoided all the ups and downs outside.

   "Nan, nan, it's all my fault, it's my brother who hurt you!" The man holding his sister cried bitterly, regretting his weakness and stupidity.

  The sacrifices who formed a circle and cried in front of the altar had their own stories, but no one cared about their stories. "Shut up!" The **** archbishop walked to the altar and scolded the batch of unqualified sacrifices.

   Then, the Pope, wearing a black cloak and a pure white robe, walked to the altar with the support of a forty-man guard.

   Regardless of whether their faith is sincere or not, all believers bow their heads and dare not look directly at the Pope, nor at the guard beside him armed with guns and killing people.

   Of course, not being afraid to look doesn’t mean not being afraid to speak. The Pope's appearance soon caused a commotion in the audience, and whispered discussions spread among the believers.

   "This is His Majesty the Pope? He looks so young. They said that they had seen the Pope before, and they said that he was a middle-aged man, but they were bragging. How does His Majesty look like a middle-aged man?"

   "It's hard to say. Maybe His Holiness the Pope has once again gained the Lord's favor. Not only has his strength increased, but he has also rejuvenated his youth." The speaker's face was full of longing.

   "Look, there's something on the forehead of His Holiness the Pope! It looks like a chain, and it glows!"

   "It should be an ornament, no, this chain seems to be engraved on the forehead of the Pope!"

   "Silence—" The majestic Pope raised his hand, suppressed all noise, and then said solemnly, "Today is a special day. We welcome the most faithful believers of our Lord here."

   After finishing speaking, the Pope pointed his finger behind him, and out of the shadow pointed by the Pope came a beautiful woman, wearing a burgundy halter dress, her skin as creamy and her eyes as peach blossoms.

   "Tell everyone, how would you like to give?" asked the Pope.

The beauty in the ceremonial group raised her head with a frenzied expression, and responded loudly: "I will be washed in the blood pool, clean my sins and stains, and then give myself to the faithful believers of the Lord of Evolution! I voluntarily become Holy sacrifice!"

"And you, lucky heretics." The woman in the red dress scornfully glanced at the spare offerings around the altar, and laughed, "Rejoice, trash, you are fortunate enough to put your blood on the sacred altar , refined into holy water to wash away my sins, this is the greatest honor of your life."