There is indeed a God who grants salvation on earth
"Everyone, get out of here!"
Alfred strode forward and issued his command in an extremely authoritative voice. Those who had been frozen in fear reacted and obeyed his Judgment, scattering in all directions.
The crowd dispersed, leaving only a young man with black hair standing in the same spot.
His features were gentle, and his very ordinary face held a solemn expression as he calmly observed everything without taking any action.
"Li, you damn bastard!!"
Alfred recognized the person and immediately shouted angrily, "What kind of mess is this?!"
The black-haired youth withdrew his gaze and glanced at him.
"No, this is the result of your actions."
He answered softly.
Are you kidding me...?
Alfred was enraged by his words and wanted to say something more, but he heard the wealthy businessman's shrill scream once more. The Monster Flesh and bone was still tearing at the businessman, ferocious and insane.
Saving lives is the priority! Alfred didn't have time to pay attention to the young man surnamed Li. He quickly focused his mind and Spirituality, stared directly at the Monster, and shouted:
"Puncture!"
His eyes flashed with a terrifying light as he launched a "Mental Pierce" directly at the Monster. This was a powerful attack targeting Spirit Body, capable of ignoring the opponent's formidable physical body!
"Roar--"
The Monster let out a painful roar, then released its grip, throwing the obese, wealthy native merchant from the Southern Continent to the ground.
"It hurts so much, help me..."
The man's right ribs were bitten through, the bloody wound gaping open to reveal pale pink muscle and disgusting yellow fat. He convulsed on the ground like a maggot, crying out for help in a hideous manner.
"Hold on, stand up!"
While Alfred was suppressing the Monster, Neil Sharp rushed forward. He struggled to lift the fat man off the ground and pulled him toward safety.
"That damned old hag! I should have killed her long ago!"
The wealthy businessman screamed in Neil's ear, his fat face jiggling, "You lowly, filthy bitch, just like her damned grandson, you're both born inferior beasts!! You piece of trash, how dare you harm my noble body..."
Pain and terror overwhelmed him, causing him to curse wildly, unleashing vicious venomous words of Curse upon the Monster behind him—a monster he seemed to recognize! "Enough!"
Neil, annoyed by his noise, immediately interrupted him, saying, "You're badly injured, so shut up!"
The wealthy merchant then stopped cursing and said to Neil with gratitude and obsequiousness, "Priest Excellency, thank you for saving me. I will certainly have my uncle, General Sanchez, properly thank you..."
"Sharp, watch out!"
Alfred called out from behind to warn him. At the same time, Neil felt a strong gust of wind whistling past him.
He pushed the wealthy businessman aside and lunged forward.
"Boom!"
The ground where the two had just stood collapsed instantly, and a bloodied arm slammed down viciously. Seeing its prey about to escape, the Monster endured the pain, gave chase, and launched its attack!
"Aaaaaah! Help, help..."
Smack!
Neil rolled on the ground, hearing the wealthy businessman's panicked cries for help. But before the cry could finish, it was replaced by the sound of Flesh being torn apart. He looked up and saw the Monster wielding its bone-spiky arms, viciously smashing the man into a bloody pulp, and roaring with glee.
I couldn't save him... Neil felt a pang of regret.
At least we need to control the Monster and prevent any more new victims!
His black Prayer Robe exuded a profound aura as he addressed the Monster, reciting a hymn aloud:
May the night breeze carry the fragrance of Deep Sleep Grass, bringing you peaceful rest...
His voice was melodious and gentle, as if it penetrated directly into the soul. The Monster quickly stopped in its tracks, standing still, its eyelids slowly closing uncontrollably.
It finally worked...
Neil breathed a sigh of relief.
Only then did he finally have time to observe the ferocious Monster.
This tall, Distortion, its body covered in blood, with many stark white bones haphazardly intertwined, only its head still covered in skin—and that was... the face of an old woman?
Neil's eyes widened suddenly, and then an indescribable emotion exploded in his mind.
He recognized the old woman!
But how did the other party become like this?! "Bang!"
Before Neil could think of anything else, a loud gunshot rang out, and a bloody hole suddenly exploded in the center of the Monster's forehead.
"Roar--"
The slumbering Monster suddenly opened its eyes, but could only let out a mournful cry before collapsing with a thud. Behind it, the muzzle of the strange Revolver in Alfred's hand, inlaid with intricate patterns and symbols, was still smoking.
Your Dream Infiltration was very timely.
Alfred said, "Thank you so much... Neil?"
He saw that his friend didn't respond, but instead stared blankly at the Monster.
A moment later, the devout and kind-hearted Priest of the Church of Evernight turned around and looked at himself with a devastated expression.
"It's a person, Alfred! It's a person!"
He shouted in a panic.
"What did you say?"
Alfred frowned and stepped forward. Please remember the only official website address: www. deqixs. org. This is the only website; other websites may be discontinued at any time.
Then, he, like his friend, was stunned.
The Monster's enormous body was slowly shrinking back, and the white bones embedded in its body popped out, eventually transforming into an old, dying woman, an ordinary native of the Southern Continent.
"Hehe..."
The old woman lying in a pool of blood laughed hoarsely. She saw the wealthy businessman who had killed her grandson smashed into a pulp. Although she was seriously injured and dying, her eyes still revealed an indescribable joy.
A thick Filth clung to the old woman's body, and a heavy sense of Degeneration filled her Spirituality. Becoming Monster came at a price, not only death, but also the corruption of one's soul after death.
Her soul had become utterly black, and she was about to die with sin and Degeneration.
Neil stared blankly at the old woman.
The wealthy merchant was dead, the old woman still had no faith in the Goddess, and her corrupted soul could not be forgiven... In the end, he saved no one.
No!
There's still a chance!
Neil suddenly rushed forward, ignoring the Filth on the ground, and removed the expensive Gem Sacred Emblem from his chest, handing it to the old woman. "Quick, kiss it!"
The devout Priest cried out anxiously, "Confess to the Goddess, sincerely beg for Her salvation! You still have a chance, even if it's just a moment before you die!"
He cried out in the Dutanese, completely disregarding the blood staining his magnificent robes, hoping only that the lost soul before him could be redeemed by the Goddess. According to the Goddess's teachings, even in the final moments before death, as long as one sincerely believes in the Goddess, one can still go to the Goddess's Divine Kingdom as a believer and obtain eternal peace!
The old woman looked at him with disdain.
The filthy, withered, and ugly old woman, who had spent most of her life selling her body and had contracted countless diseases, looked at him with disdain, at the sacred emblem of a goddess in his hand, made of expensive gemstones and priced exorbitantly.
Although she could touch the Sacred Emblem and receive the salvation it spoke of with just a slight movement of her lips, the old woman still did not do so. She moved her arms with difficulty, gathering the three skulls belonging to her family members together and holding them tightly to her chest.
She died.
"Clang!"
Neil loosened his grip, the Sacred Emblem fell to the ground, and he involuntarily slumped down.
The old woman's dark, Degeneration soul overflowed heavily, flowing down the road towards the black-haired youth, and finally merging into his Abyssal shadow.
"The righteous rejoice when they see their enemies punished; they will wash their feet in the blood of the wicked."
In a daze, both men heard the young man's deep prayer. He looked at the old woman's body, his expression compassionate and devout: "Therefore, people will say that the desperate will see the light of day, and that there is indeed a God on earth who brings salvation." "Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
In Doyin City, the roar of explosions echoed from more neighborhoods simultaneously, as if countless voices were responding to his prayers and singing praises:
"There truly is a God on earth who brings salvation!"
"There truly is a God on earth who brings salvation!"
"There truly is a God on earth who brings salvation!"