The bright moon was in the sky, and it was cold and silent.
God is merciful and gives believers bliss.
The body of the saint is tied to the cross.
They dedicate their supreme faith to those who are grateful.
He opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to beg God for forgiveness.
Use the blood of life to erase the sins of your life.
With the soul as the burden, I hope that the next life will be free from disasters.
The cross of rotten wood was driven into the heart, imitating the suffering of the Son of God.
It seems that he wants to show his loyalty and faith to the gods in this way.
Even if they are temporary believers, they will not be inferior to those believers who make empty promises.
I am willing to spend the rest of my life in exchange for God's mercy.
Blood seeped out from his chest, staining his clothes red.
His wide eyes were full of despair.
It seems that these people did not see the God they wanted before they passed away.
Instead, I saw Grim Reaper from the underworld of hell.
He struggled hard, but found that his escape route had already been blocked by himself.
The vines wrapped around the limbs, and the body had already been tied tightly.
Just doing useless work.
The dense forest is dark, only the divine light shines down when the blank moon sets.
Pray to illuminate this place.
The shadow of the cross was stretched out, and nine believers formed a giant cross and inserted it into the open space.
Unfortunately, they did not usher in faith, but instead attracted the seducers in advance.
Welcome to infinite despair.
"Amen, God will forgive this group of temporary believers, just like Mr. Grim Reaper who fell from the sickle."
Holding an inverted cross in his hand, Coleman silently recited the eulogy and made prayer gestures.
How ironic, the perpetrator prays for the victim.
But Coleman doesn't think there's anything wrong with this.
He took out his camera and captured this scene.
He rubbed the blood that spattered on his face with his fingers, his red eyes shining with excitement.
It's been a long time since I've dealt with art in such a big way.
Licking his red thumb.
The smell of rust stimulates the taste buds.
Coleman narrowed his eyes and said in a melodious tone, "Sure enough, the human body is the best raw material for art."
It is also the best raw material!
He lowered his head and glanced at the dirty shirt. Coleman said in a calm tone, "Yeah, it's dirty."
He smoothed his hair with his hands and walked out slowly.
"Go to Painter and ask for some clothes, if he is still alive."
The moonlight shrouded it with a little glimmer of light.
A white-haired man wearing a white shirt with some blood stains on his face and a little scarlet stain on his face was wading through the bushes.
The wild beasts all around looked fiercely at this dangerous man.
But this man didn't seem to realize that he had entered a den of beasts.
The red eyes seemed to have something rising and falling in them, disturbing the sea of blood.
The man's face was full of satisfaction, ignoring the dangerous situation, humming a nursery rhyme, and walked deeper into the forest.
Every time you take a step, the surrounding beasts will subconsciously make way for you.
It seemed that compared to them, he was more like a giant tiger patrolling his territory.
Take a leisurely stroll in the dangerous jungle but feel like you are walking in your own back garden.
The man smelled the strong smell of blood and slowly found the location of Painter.
But when the man moved away, the beast that was fearful just now pounced on the open space full of delicious food.
The sharp teeth tore at the corpses of the cultists.
Blood splashed.
The red meat pulls the bones and connects the tendons.
The miscellaneous parts on the body were swallowed up by the astute birds before they fell to the ground.
In the sky above, wild brown vultures screamed and circled, staring intently at the 'buffet' below.
They are looking for an opportunity to have a feast.
In this carnival, the smell of blood slowly spread.
More and more 'diners' are attracted here.
They bring their own 'cutlery' and don't need waiters to serve them, so they can eat delicious food on their own.
In the distance, on a tall tree, a flashlight suddenly came on.
The camera left behind at some point did its duty and completed its shooting mission.
Record this feast for your master to enjoy.
High above the trees, only crows opened their green eyes and screamed loudly.
Sing the final elegy for this group of temporary believers.
. You provide the master Miao Shijiu's Hunter x Hunter: Ultimate Elegance