Chapter 1500 C: Twilight Event (VI)

There was a sudden movement outside the door of Westminster Hall. Red Robin turned his head and saw through the crack of the door an elderly clergyman staggering in with a Bible in his hand.

"God, God! I pray for your protection, please end my life, I will return to you with a pure body..."

When the old pastor opened the door and saw Red Robin standing in front of the pulpit, his eyes widened suddenly, and the expression on his face was not anger but surprise.

"Are you God's gift to me? Come on, boy, come to me, pierce my heart with this cross, and kill me quickly!"

Red Robin rushed over quickly and supported the old pastor, but the old pastor still staggered and fell down. Red Robin could only put him on the chair next to him. As soon as he opened his clothes, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

"When vampires invade London, their first stop must be the cathedral..." The old priest panted hard, tightly grasping the Bible in his hand and said, "I was bitten by a pathfinder and I can't survive, but I must not become a bloodthirsty monster!" "I have served God all my life, just to atone my sins to the Lord, and I must not be unclean at the last moment... Child, take this cross and stab it into my heart. This is the only way to prevent me from becoming a monster!" The old priest grabbed Red Robin's wrist with his skinny palm, looked up and looked into Red Robin's eyes with turbid and old eyes and said, "I can see, I can see that you have done countless good deeds. You are a righteous man of God, and you will make me have a good end today!" Red Robin held the cross, there was no hesitation on his face, only There was a hint of coldness that he had never shown before. He pressed the old priest's shoulders and let him lie back. He held his chest to help him breathe and said, "Is there any way to save him?"

"No, child. There is venom in the teeth of these flying rats. Even if holy water can detoxify, I am too old to survive the fierce collision of two energies. If there is a young fighter, you can save him this way."

"I remember. I can help you, but I hope you agree to one condition."

"I am a dying man and have nothing to give you..."

"You still have your body. I need to leave a letter with your body and then do what I should do."

The old priest stared into Red Robin's eyes, watching his still slightly immature face being divided into black and white in the light coming through the narrow gap in the cathedral door.

"I promise you, child, please remember, if your hands are stained with blood, you must keep the glory of the Lord in your heart, then you will not fall, never... Ahh ... Red Robin closed his eyes tightly, pulled out the cross, exhaled, and said to Lilith in his mind, "Do you know what I saw on the pulpit?"

Without waiting for Lilith to answer, he explained to himself, "In the eyes of a certain type of people, art is not the beauty of existence, but the regret and scar that is forever irreparable when beauty is destroyed."

"For them, the meaning of life is not the process of its existence, but how the world will understand it at the moment of its end."

"They look at everything in this world from another perspective, so let the sacrifices be sacrificed, let the immortals be burned, let the precious be abandoned... let the flying fall."

"Unfortunately, I am this kind of person."

Red Robin reached out and hugged the old pastor's body, and then held him step by step towards the pulpit.

"I am different from all the other Robins. They admire Batman's greatness, but I admire his pain and the darkness caused by his irreparable regrets."

"They look up to Batman, but I look down on him, looking down on this scarred soul wandering in the darkness without relief, and then fantasize that only I can give him relief."

"One day, I will either save him or kill him. This can only be done by me. No matter which opportunity comes first, I will not let it go."

Red Robin gently placed the old pastor's body in front of the pulpit, then knelt on the ground, pressing his hands on his chest.

"When I saw what was on the pulpit, I knew I had met a fellow human being. He was just as sick as me and appreciated the same kind of beauty, but he had the ability to put it all into practice."

"He wanted me to do the same, so he finished three parts of a painting and left only one corner."

"No one can refuse to work with a master to complete a great work. I can't resist this temptation, so I will help him complete his art and mine."

"Until the sacrificer is sacrificed, the immortal is burned, the precious things are abandoned, and the flying beasts fall."

"Stop talking." Lilith's voice sounded in Red Robin's mind, with a hysterical taste: "I don't want to hear your crazy words, don't try to seduce me to help..."

When she said this, her voice stopped abruptly. Lilith realized what she had said, so she growled even more angrily.

"Are you tempting me?! Are you a devil or am I a devil?!"

Red Robin turned the old pastor's body over and asked him to lie face down on the ground. He placed his hands on both sides of his body and spread them out. He lay directly in front of the pulpit with his head facing the door. Then he took out a handful from his waist. dagger.

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"When was the last time you made a contract with a human?"

"One or two thousand years ago." Lilith sighed and said, "Have human beings developed like this now?"

"Yes, this is humanity, welcome to human society."

As Red Robin spoke, he kept moving his hands. He pressed the tip of the sharp dagger against the ridge of the vertebrae at the base of the old priest's neck.

With a "Puff" sound, the knife pierced the gap between the ribs on the back of the corpse, and then made a large incision.

Red Robin used slow and steady movements to peel off the skin on the old priest's back with a strange downward motion, lifting them upwards.

"Do you know what you are doing?" There was a rare hint of fear and uncertainty in Lilith's tone. She took a deep breath and emphasized: "You are blaspheming a person in the largest church in London, in front of God. You are not afraid of the corpses of clergymen..."

"If I were afraid, I wouldn't have called you."

Lilith was silent. As Red Robin's hands moved faster and faster, Lilith couldn't help but ask: "What on earth are you going to do? I remind you, if God really comes later, I will say It’s all your doing, it has nothing to do with me.”

"No way, I will cry to him immediately and say that you seduced me. Otherwise, what do you think I am bringing you for?"

"you……"

"I said, welcome to human society."

Red Robin carefully turned up the two pieces of back skin and attached them to the old priest's shoulders. Then he reached into the old priest's body and gently pulled out the aging lungs.

"I'm warning you, that's enough!" Lilith almost gritted her teeth as she spoke, her tone full of uneasiness: "I really brought God here, let's finish it together!"

"If God could come, he would have come when his followers were being harmed. Even if God caused his death, I would not have transgressed the law."

Red Robin took a deep breath, then began to cut the lungs into strips with a dagger, and then covered them with skin.

After a long and meticulous operation, Red Robin finally stood up, walked down the steps with the dagger, and then turned to look at his results.

The old pastor was placed lying on the ground with his arms spread out and his head facing the direction of the door. Because of the steps, people walking towards him could just see his back.

It was a pair of bat wings with lungs as bones and skin covering them. It was spread out quietly between its arms. The dim light from three Gothic-style spire windows shone on its body. From the weird and bloody place, it was a pair of bat wings. There is a lot of beauty in it.

The sound outside the Westminster Auditorium door became more and more noisy, and the moonlight became darker and darker. An invisible wind pushed the door completely open, and countless pairs of blood-red eyes coveted God's treasured land.

With a breeze, a pair of dark boots fell from top to bottom, gently trampling down the fluff on the soft carpet. Between the two pairs of shoes, the shadow of the corpse mold lake became increasingly clear.

The joy of victory among Cain's two bloody children disappeared in an instant, leaving only deeper gloom and coldness and an almost uncontrollable anger that had never been seen before.

"Have you ever heard an argument? The best way to punish a sinner is not to do good things, but to do worse things in front of him."

On the bank of the Thames, Red Robin held his hands on the railing and faced the river, looking at the blazing fire on the other side, and said: "The letter I left for Cain will definitely make him extremely angry."

"Because he died and resurrected, gathered tribes, and launched wars, just to get revenge on God, and the way to get revenge was to attack the church and blaspheme God, but I did it first."

"You only have one chance to tarnish Westminster. As long as I win first, he can't win."

Lilith was silent for a long time before speaking: "As long as you finish the devil's work, the devil will no longer be able to spread evil. Do you feel that your idea is a little bit... putting the cart before the horse?"

"That's because your understanding is too simple." Red Robin smiled, supported his face with his hands and said, "Spreading evil is the devil's job, but it is not mine. I used my hobbies to steal the devil's job. Who loses?"

He snorted coldly and said: "The purpose of Cain spending so much effort to resurrect is revenge, and I am just looking for some leisure activities in my free time."

"This is not the first time I have touched a corpse. There are countless corpses in this world that I can touch. It was the first time Cain captured the cathedral, but there is no second Westminster Abbey in the world that can be touched in a completely new state. He felt the pleasure of desecrating the sacred."

Lilith also had a bad relationship with God. She took on her own role, then sighed and said, "You and my good nephew don't have such a big hatred, so why is this?"

"Oh my God, what am I talking about?!" Lilith's slightly broken voice came again: "You are the only human being that I have not succeeded in seducing in thousands of years! You actually want me to take the blame for you? I I shouldn’t have answered your call in the first place!”

Red Robin smiled and said, "Do you think it's my fault? Have you ever thought that someone else might have tempted me?"

"...The murderer?"

"Yes, the murderer of the vampire, Professor Schiller, I now know why Jason was so scared when he first met him."

"He saw me clearly in just a few days of getting along, and guided me step by step to do these things when necessary."

"He tempted a detective with the truth, forcing me to go to Westminster Abbey to confirm whether my guess about the theme of the vampire's death was correct, using the scene in the church and the bottle of fat to let me understand the theme of his crime, and using my ability to appreciate this art to let me understand the beauty in it and want to Help him complete his work. "

"Use the death of innocent people and the chaos of the orderly society to arouse my sense of justice, so that I want to punish Cain, and use my talent for murder to make the most important moment of Cain's revenge never perfect. "

Red Robin sighed softly, raised his hand, looked at his fingertips that were still trembling slightly under the dim moonlight, and said: "... What's more terrifying is that I am happy to do it, and even tremble with excitement. "

This time Lilith was silent for a longer time, as if she was organizing her words. After a while, she gave a very objective evaluation.

"If he was born in Yindian Garden, what would the snake have to do with it? "