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Although there is only one true God in the sanctuary, in this huge pantheon, there are still factions headed by the archangels, such as the right seat of God and the monarch of light - St. Michael.

Saint Michael is the most powerful archangel in the church, the supreme commander of the church army, and has the power and strength second only to God, so he is honored as the right seat of God, the Prince of Light (Prince)

The faction he leads is the most powerful faction in the church, and the church on earth is also affected. Among the many churches built, the church named after St. Michael has the largest number and largest scale.

Not only that, St. Michel, one of the three holy places of the Church, is also named after him. St. Michel and St. Michael are all aliases of St. Michael.

This shows the status of St. Michael in the church.

The same is true in Houston, where the largest church in the Sanctuary Parish in Texas is St. Michael's Church, and the entire city and even the entire state of Texas are under their jurisdiction.

St. Michael's Cemetery is a subordinate cemetery of St. Michael's Church and the largest cemetery in Houston, where tens of thousands of churchgoers are buried, so it is also known as the Holy Resting Place.

It is said that after the death of those who believe in God, the burden of the body will be removed here, leaving only the pure soul, who will leave the world under the guidance of St. Michael and go to the beautiful holy heaven.

No one knows whether this legend is true or not, but this cemetery is indeed sheltered by a powerful divine power. No harmful mysterious incident has ever occurred, and the dead souls sleeping in it have never been disturbed.

But tonight the silence was broken!

Under the darkness of the night, in the silent cemetery, a man in black suddenly appeared, with an evil smile on his pale face, and walked towards the hut where the tomb keeper was.

His footsteps are not fast, but he seems to be very hard, as if every step he takes, he needs to use all his strength. turned into dust.

Obviously, the divine power in this cemetery was extremely repulsive to him, but it couldn't stop him. After all, this was just a cemetery, not St. Michael's main church.

With the power of a cemetery, how can it stop a son of Satan from coming down with his true body?

"Feel sorry!"

A hoarse and low voice sounded, causing the man to stop and follow the sound. He saw an old man wearing a felt hat and a vicissitudes of life standing behind him leaning on an iron pick and saying, "The cemetery is not open to the public at night. , please get out of here."

"Ah!"

The pale-faced man smiled sternly, turned to look at the old man, and said, "Do you think this place can protect you?"

The old man's expression remained unchanged, and he said in a low voice: "This is the resting place of the soul, the appearance of St. Michael, the power of the devil is limited, so I advise you to leave here before the guardian of the temple arrives, don't disturb the tranquility of these souls."

"protector?"

Hearing this, the man laughed instead of startled, his pale face flickered illusoryly, and a very frightening face appeared faintly, ripples appeared in the void, and the sacred power that suppressed him was directly repelled.

"You...impossible!"

The old man's pupils shrank, looked at the man with a horrified expression, and said, "How can you enter the world?"

"Times have changed!"

The man smiled sternly, and then burst out. The figure flashed like a ghost in front of the old man in an instant. He stretched out his hand to grab his throat, and lifted his thin body into the air.

"hehe!"

Looking at the old man who was powerless to resist, the man let out a chilling sneer, and said: "You betrayed my father and lost the power he gave you, and you are hiding here as a tomb keeper, do you want to get it? The forgiveness of the church."

"Devil!"

The old man grabbed the man's wrist with both hands, trying to break free, but his body couldn't squeeze the slightest strength. He could only keep kicking and struggling in the air, and hissed, "You will be judged one day."

"Judgment?"

"Hahaha!"

The man murmured, then laughed wildly, grabbed Lao Tzu's neck, and said coldly: "No one can judge me, my father can't, you can't, hand over that contract, I can let you live, and even give Your new life and power, otherwise..."

"impossible!"

In the face of the man's temptation and threats, the old man categorically refused, with a roar, fire flashed inside his body, flames emerged, lit the fire and spurted out, burning the man's palm, and instantly a plume of black smoke rose.

"It seems that there is still a little flame left in your body!"

But the man didn't care about the pain at all, grabbed the old man's throat, suppressed the flickering firelight and the surging flames, and said with a sneer, "But even with this ember~www.wuxiahere.com~ I want to resist. Am I being too naive?"

After all, the man increased the strength in his hand, causing the old man's body to twitch, and the flame that was pressed back into the body dimmed again, like the embers that were about to burn out, and could be extinguished at any time.

It wasn't until the fire was dimmed to the extreme that the man relaxed his palm slightly and said coldly, "I'll say it again, hand over that contract!"

At this time, the old man was already angry, facing the threat of the man, he replied: "Kill me!"

Hearing this, the man didn't care, and said coldly, "Since you won't hand it over, I can only take it myself!"

After saying that, the man suddenly stretched out his left hand and plunged into the old man's chest like a sharp claw.

"boom!"

Tearing the flesh and piercing the bones, the man's left hand plunged into the chest of the old man, and he kept groping inside the chest, as if he was looking for something, but before he could find it, flames spewed out of the old man's body again, burning the man's body continuously. palm.

But the man ignored it and let his left hand be burned by the flames, charred and carbonized, and he didn't intend to stop it until...

"puff!"

The man's already carbonized hand clenched tightly, grabbed something in the flames, and then pulled it out violently, opening a huge wound on the old man's chest.

But the man didn't care, he threw the old man down, looked at the old sheepskin scroll in his hand, and then slowly unfolded it, smiling sensibly: "It's..."

Before the words were finished, they stopped abruptly. The smile on the man's face froze, and then turned into a raging anger. He stepped on the old man who fell to the ground, and said sharply, "Where is the other contract?"

"Hehehe!"

Hearing this, the old man smiled, looked at the angry man, and said, "In a place you can never find."