Chapter 297 God Descends (Please Subscribe)

Metana Jacques turned out to be an extraordinary!

It seems that it is also related to 'red'!

After Aaron was surprised, the joy of finally catching a 'fish' appeared in his heart.

He reached into his arms and crushed an iron-black metal piece covered with complex twisted patterns.

This is the spell of 'Underworld' that he made with the power of Auclair.

The balance theory of the 'professional' school is still preferable in some respects.

For example, using the deadly, cold 'Ming' can counteract the rising enthusiasm and desire of 'Chi'!

In an instant, a gust of cold wind blew through the hall.

A layer of hoarfrost has condensed on the distant water glass.

And those believers felt like they were being poured down from the ground by a basin of cold water, and they lost their minds.

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Compared to other believers, Metana was hit harder.

Her teeth were trembling, and she had an unpleasant feeling of 'playing off'.

'The leader of this 'Mormon sect' is not an ordinary person, but an Extraordinary of the 'Underworld'... and... is much stronger than me. ’

Metana felt her rigid body, and her heart was gradually filled with despair...

"Praise the 'God of Mormon', He has offset the devil's test for us!"

Aaron raised his hands and declared reverently.

At the same time, he pointed at Metana: "This woman's sins are too heavy, take her to the back room, and I will purify her myself!"

Mrs. Stas came to the back room with Metana, who could barely move, especially when she saw the big bed, her legs were slightly weak.

Just when she was thinking wildly, the man in the golden mask in front spoke up: "Metana Jacques...Are you denying the crime?"

"I do not……"

Miss Metana, who had taken off her mask, raised her neck with difficulty, like a proud swan.

This scene made Mrs. Stas's teeth itch even more.

She couldn't wait to see the scene of the other party's snow-white feathers touching the mud, why...she could be so arrogant?

"Let's recite the honorable name of 'Mormon God' together, recite that name, and cast out the demons in you!"

Aaron recited in the voice of the aria and in the language of the spirit world: "Wandering in the unknown spirit of vanity, the existence of absolute neutrality, the silent observer..."

Mrs. Stas's expression was dull.

She couldn't understand Lingjie language at all, but only heard Lord Saint recite a few phrases in a strange language.

Then, she saw that Metana's expression changed again.

"What you believe in...is the real secret existence?"

Metana felt her whole body trembling: "The one who never responds to believers-the illusory spirit?"

But she found that the mysterious man opposite was already sitting on the bed and did not answer.

If you get closer, you will find that Aaron's body is stiff at this time, and there is no focus in his pupils.

He had already left his spiritual body and observed the captive in front of him from the perspective of a 'false spirit'.

His gaze seemed to penetrate through Metana's flesh and blood, and he directly saw her spirit body, as well as the chains formed by the 'Word Spirit' wrapped around the spirit body.

"A very powerful oath... much higher than the secret ceremony... The power of 'law'?"

Aaron stretched out his hand and drilled into Metana's body.

Metana screamed, she felt an indescribable palm directly grabbing her soul!

That is an incomparably vast, incomparably great existence!

A behemoth that is more terrifying than the strongest pseudo-god in her memory!

Do not!

Comparing false gods with this existence is nothing short of shame!

The false gods are just ants, and they cannot be compared with this kind of existence at all!

The next moment, Aaron's hand grabbed the blood-red curse seal chain and yanked it violently.

The power of the secret source surged, and the restraints instantly vanished.

White light!

Representing the light of redemption, it instantly washed Metana's body and mind.

"god!"

With tears in her eyes and trembling all over her body, Metana knelt down from her heart: "My lord...you are one and ten thousand...you have redeemed me, and you will gain my body, my heart, and everything I have... …”

Beside, Mrs. Stas looked at this scene with a slightly dull face.

'what happened? Could it be that Metana was such an easy convert? How did this little slut suddenly become more religious than a saint? This unscientific! ’

Aaron slowly opened his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Metana... You have already felt the greatness of my Lord!"

"Yes."

At this moment, Metana seemed to want to kiss Aaron's boots: "Sir Pope... You are God's spokesperson on earth. You can easily ask God to come down and give me redemption!"

There were no tears in her eyes, and her expression was extremely pious: "I ask you to grant the glory of redemption to my family, who are being bewitched by evil... For this, I will sacrifice everything!"

Mrs. Stas opened and closed her small mouth, unable to close it for a long time.

'what happened? Does Metana still want to bring the whole family into the Morromon Society? This effect... is a little too good, right? ’

For some reason, looking at this scene, Mrs. Stas suddenly felt a touch of urgency and fear, as if she was about to be replaced.

And it turned out that she was right in her guess.

"You go out first."

Aaron looked at Mrs. Stas and gave the order.

"I……"

Mrs. Stas looked at all this, like an abandoned puppy, and suddenly felt aggrieved and wanted to cry.

"This is God's will!"

Aaron increased his tone.

Mrs. Stas trembled, and could only go out, and closed the door for the two of them kindly.

"Okay, Miss Metana..."

Aaron sat on the bed and asked calmly, "You have the bondage of a false god on your body, what's going on?"

"It came from an evil association that corrupted my father, mother, and other family members in some way... and then forced me to drink the blood and make a contract with it, as long as I drink the blood, I will never be able to Tell its secret!"

"They forced my father to serve them and spy on the news in the palace... I'm afraid... If something happens, our family will be destroyed."

Metana said in panic: "Until I meet you, this must be the guide of fate!"

"Is that evil association the 'Spiritual Sect'?" Aaron asked with a flash of light in his eyes.

Metana replied: "No, it's the 'Blood Clothes Club'. My father likes food. When he was introduced to that club, it gradually became more and more wrong."

'No, this method of making people drink blood and make a strict contract is very similar to the ability of the evil believer in the church case described by William... It should be the ability of the 'God of Suffering', but it turned out to be the 'Blood Clothes Club' ? ’