Chapter 166 Execution

The Holy City, the Atonement Chamber of the Inquisition.

It was late at night, but the atonement room was filled with holy light, and the light was slightly permeated from the statue of the god in the center of the prayer room.

"My lord priest! Please let me hear the singing of the choir again...it will definitely be possible..."

But the scene in the entire prayer room was not holy. A group of people knelt down in front of the god statue and prayed. One of them had already fallen in front of the god statue and lost his breath.

There was also a strange imprint on his forehead, and the imprint was still emitting scalding heat. The scorching heat generated by the imprint burned the opponent's skull and internal brain tissue together.

Judging from their attire, they are all judges of the Heresy Tribunal.

"What is echoing around you is the singing of the great choir. My child, you have no response to the whispers of the gods and the chants of the choir. This shows that your heart has turned away from the glory of the gods."

A chief heresy judge shrouded in a black robe held a scripture and said in a sad tone.

"Go back to God and repent."

"No...no, my lord priest! I lied! I didn't hear those whispers at all! The singing of the choir healed me!"

But no matter how much one of them resisted, it would be useless. A tall swordsman grabbed the judge, and the next second a hot brand appeared on the forehead of the out-of-control judge.

His resistance caused the imprint exuding a terrifying temperature to be burned along with all the soft tissues in his brain.

The brutal execution didn't last long this time, and the four 'unqualified' judges had all fallen to the ground after ten minutes.

After finishing the execution, the presiding priest turned around, and all those sitting behind him were the judges of the Inquisition Tribunal, with a total of about a hundred people.

Because the location of the sin room can only accommodate hundreds of people, Cheryl is also one of the members who sat in the seat and watched this scene of 'trial'.

Priests have started to say things like 'God gave them everything and they turned away from the glory of God'.

A large part of the judges around Cheryl began to pray, because they were all fanatical believers.

No one would join the shady organization of the Heresy Inquisition for no reason.

Most of them had physical disabilities before joining, such as missing arms, legs, or even terminally ill and could only live for a day or two.

But after joining the Tribunal, "the gods answered their prayers", healed these wounds that even high-level Holy Light spells could not completely heal.

Coupled with long-term brainwashing, fanatic believers in the entire trial chamber accounted for the majority.

Cheryl was an exception, she had already seen through these little tricks.

The so-called "brilliance that deviates from the gods" is nothing more than "wow! Why is the song in the choir so ugly! ! ’ This kind of thought is close to death.

So the chants of the choir can't help the inquisitor to dispel the whispers in his head...

Inquisitors who have been plagued by whispers for a long time will be like this, and they will be executed as traitors who have departed from the way of the gods.

Strictly speaking, Cheryl can now be regarded as an apostate who 'deviated from the way of the gods', because she has now converted to the magic net and the spellcaster forum.

Listening to songs is as fun as playing Hearthstone and writing a diary!

The hymns sung by the choir and the saint would only make her yawn, but by relying on the magic net, Cheryl could still get some happy emotions, dispelling the whispers in her mind.

The atonement ceremony came to an end soon, and Cheryl returned to her room as she wished.

She opened the spellcaster forum as usual, and the number of replies under the "Diary of a Heretic Judge" written a few days ago in the 'Immortal Library' of the spellcaster forum has already exceeded a thousand.

Seeing so many people discussing what she created gave Cheryl an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

This is far greater than the sense of accomplishment she gets as an assassin to assassinate a heretic.

After all, she enjoys the admiration and attention from others more than the despairing eyes of the deceased.

However, because she was temporarily forced by the judge to attend the execution ceremony, she returned to the room a little later than usual today.

It has been far past the time for her to update "Diary of a Heretic Judge", so when she read the reply below again this time, a group of people asked why there is no new content to read?

'Write it right away. '

She replied with a very short three words to appease the casters who were urging the update, and began to take out her old diary, preparing to update the latest content.

But at this moment there was a knock on the door of her room.

"who?"

The interface of the magic net in front of her disappeared, and even the flickering candles in her room were slowly extinguished.

"It's me, Cheryl."

A soft voice came from outside the door, and the vigilant expression on Cheryl's face disappeared instantly, and she ran to the door quickly and opened the door of her room.

Standing outside the door was a woman who looked much older than Cheryl, no matter in terms of figure or height, especially her chest...

The golden hair fell through the nun's hat on her head, and Cheryl's young figure was reflected in the blue pupils.

No matter how mature this woman looks, it is undeniable that she is younger than Cheryl, and she is Cheryl's junior in the Inquisition Tribunal... and the junior who has the best relationship with Cheryl.

"Dinisha...what's the matter with me so late?"

As a senior, Cheryl guided the nun named Denisa to sit beside her bed.

She returned to the Inquisition Tribunal in order to rescue her younger generation together, but Denisa was different from her.

The faith of this judge wearing a nun's clothes is very firm...

It was very difficult for Cheryl to persuade her to betray the church and go to Nolan to play cards in Chaos Demon's tavern.

But today, at this late night, she suddenly found herself, giving Cheryl a chance.

"I…"

The expression on Denisa's face was a little hesitant, her hands were clasped on her chest in a prayer posture, and after she continued to struggle with her thoughts for more than ten seconds.

"Sheryl...I can no longer accept the blessings of the choir's hymns, those voices keep echoing in my mind...the blessings of the choir can't drive them away at all."

She looked at Cheryl in front of her with extremely disturbed eyes and said.

"I never have the idea of ​​abandoning the belief of gods, but why can't I get the blessing of the choir."

That's because your tastes have changed! Stop listening to hymns! Time to rock and roll! girl!

Cheryl admitted that the hymns sung by the choir have magic that affects the human spirit, such as relaxing the human spirit and feeling a happy mood.

But after Cheryl's test, this effect will cause boredom according to time.

She had already grown tired of listening to the hymns for decades. Although the nun named Denisa in front of her had just joined the Heresy Inquisition for less than five years, she had already had the effect of the hymns. Immunity, it seems she has better taste in music than Cheryl.