Five Hundred and Fortieth Chapters Start

Bishop Cobbler followed the corridor to the depths of the building.

It is not the first time he has visited the building.

The Pope's Auditorium is occasionally used as a place of honors, and Bishop Cobler was awarded the status of Grandmaster of the Third Crusader Legion here in his youth.

In the past, it was a place full of honor for Bishop Kebole, but now those glorious memories of the past have become nightmares tormenting Bishop Kebole.

But these memories are very clear.

He followed the crowd to the first prayer room of the auditorium.

In the past, this place was specially used by the pope to pray, but this was just a cover. The judge raised a kind of "creature without entity" here.

Bishop Kobler didn't know exactly what this creature was, and its food source was completely unknown.

But every judge can feel its existence, and the judges call it the 'messenger'.

'You only need to touch your god and that's enough. '

The hoarse voice's instructions vaguely echoed in Bishop Kebler's ears.

The gods here refer to the statues in the prayer room.

He quickly walked into the prayer room, and began to look around for the statue of the God of Holy Light.

The light in the prayer room was very dim, so dim that he could barely see the figures around him.

But the judge has the ability of night vision, and Bishop Cobler's gaze is directed towards the front of the prayer room.

The statue of the God of Light has long since disappeared, replaced by a glowing surface on which a man appears to be being interrogated.

"A devil's trick!"

Bishop Kebler cursed in a low voice, he did not expect the saint Herolia to betray the Holy City to such an extent.

In order to house the devil's creation, he actually did such a frenzied thing as tearing down the statue of the god.

The statue has disappeared, which also means that his mission has failed?

An anxious emotion welled up in Bishop Kebler's heart, and his brain gradually began to be swallowed by a kind of confusion, so he began to bite his thumb.

The force of the bite was so strong that the blood on the thumb overflowed, and the pain made him barely calm down the anxiety in his heart.

The breath of the messenger did not disappear.

Bishop Kebole raised his head and looked around. He could feel that the creature named 'Messenger' was still in the prayer room!

'The messenger will live around humans and objects. If the statue is destroyed, touching the surrounding humans may make the messenger appear. '

A hoarse voice sounded in Bishop Kebler's mind again.

Touching the humans around? Bishop Cobbler raised his head, and only then did he realize that there were surprisingly many people sitting in the prayer room.

The pews in the prayer room were almost full!

Isn't this the prayer room dedicated to the Pope? How could it be...

"Come here! Come here!"

Suddenly, the noisy voice echoed throughout the prayer room, and Bishop Cobbler suddenly raised his head and looked forward.

Only then did he realize that this was no longer a prayer room, but a projection hall of a movie theater!

The picture created by the devil is presenting in front of his eyes.

But this time what he saw on the screen was not a demon... but a group of human beings.

Bishop Cobbler didn't notice what was shown in front of the movie, but now the plot is a group of humans roaring around the iron fence.

A magic guided vehicle stopped outside the fence, and a group of chained people stepped off it.

Is that... a prison?

"Want to gamble today, Rhett."

"Gambling with cigarettes or gambling with money?"

The dialogue of the people in the picture echoed in the ears of Bishop Cobbler, but he didn't care about it at all. He withdrew his eyes from the picture and looked at the crowd sitting below. In order to find the 'messenger', he couldn't continue here stand!

"I admit that I didn't have any special feelings when I first met Andy. He looked as if he would fall to the ground when the wind blows. This is my first impression of him."

Bishop Kebler walked towards the people sitting in the last row, and when he touched the group of people without leaving a trace, the lines of the character called "Red" still echoed in his ears.

He was still focused on finding the messenger's whereabouts until Bishop Cobler walked through the last row and came to the penultimate row. He pretended to be a very picky audience and walked through the gap between the seats.

A word that rang in his ears made Bishop Cobler's footsteps stop there instantly.

"You were found guilty, so you were sent here. Rule one, no blasphemy! I don't allow anyone to blaspheme in my prison."

This sentence made Bishop Kebler stop his movements, and looked up at the picture. A man wearing glasses stood in front of all the prisoners.

"This warden is also a devout believer..."

"Those poor prisoners must repent."

Bishop Kebler heard the discussion of the people next to him, and understood the identity of the man wearing glasses.

The superintendent is the manager of the prison.

Bishop Kebler only reacted to the gods in it, he ignored the plan to continue the work at hand, but it didn't take long...

"I only believe in two things, discipline and scriptures...you have both here, give your minds to God, and your bodies to me. Welcome to Shawshank Prison."

Bishop Kebler was stunned by the warden's line.

He looked at Andy, the male protagonist whose body was washed by water in the picture.

When Bishop Cobler first joined the Crusaders, he had heard a similar line, that is, 'give your thoughts to the gods. '

But the difference is... Bishop Cobler is a glorious crusader, but the male protagonist in the picture is a despicable prisoner.

Gods and scriptures, devout believers... Isn't this a product made by demons?

"There is no doubt that the first night is the hardest. Walking into the cage naked, like a newborn, the disinfectant powder makes the skin feel like it is on fire. They throw you into the cage and close the iron door. That's when you feel it's real, and in an instant everything goes away from you..."

Rhett's monologue echoed in Bishop Kebler's ears again, and the line of "everything is gone from you" alone made him froze there...

No... this is just a story made up by someone! Devil's trick!

Bishop Cobbler, who understood this, retracted his gaze again.

He walked straight through the penultimate row. After getting in touch with those people, in order not to attract attention, he walked to the front rows and continued to pretend to be a spectator who chose a seat.

The surrounding audience's pious admiration for the warden didn't last long before being calmed down by the oppressive atmosphere of the night.

But soon... a piercing sound broke the silence in the theater.

"I don't belong here!!"

In the picture, an obese prisoner shouted, and the other prisoners also started booing instantly.

"let me out!"

Bishop Kobler looked up at the prisoner lying on the railing, begging with tears.

This scene inexplicably aroused the anger of Bishop Cobbler.

"Stupid, begging for mercy in pain is useless." Bishop Kebler said in a low voice, gritted his teeth.