Chapter 433 Angels Descend, Wisdom Is a Sin

Blood sacrifice.

The believers in Gospel Town held hands in pairs, with happy smiles on their faces.

They came to the Saintess, took out their blades and slit their throats, and bright red blood sprayed out, soaking the surrounding soil.

What's going on? ?

Why did the believers suddenly start committing mass suicide! !

"Alexei??"

Yang Feng held Alexei's head and asked in a low voice.

"I have no idea……"

Alexei's eyes were confused and he knew nothing about what was happening in front of him. He had no idea that Gospel Town had such an experience.

puff.

Puff puff puff.

Devout believers continue to sacrifice without hesitation.

They had long known that this day would come. The moment they slit their throats, hot crimson liquid spurted out, but every face had a weird smile.

The cultists rushed towards the saint. Before they died, they grabbed the saint's body and tore her hair. Then they took out their blades and stabbed her hard.

That's right.

These cultists are actually attacking the saint.

The bleeding believers swarmed in like crazy, slashing with knives.

"Ahhhhhh!!"

I couldn't tell whether it was pleasure or a wail of pain.

This place soon turned into a huge slaughterhouse, where people killed each other and fell into a pool of blood.

Blood and water filled the air.

Together they became a trickling stream, completely infecting the ground around the church.

"The child of God is coming."

"He will have no father and he will have no mother."

The priest's face became more and more fanatical, and he walked over the remains of many corpses to the body of the Holy Lady.

At this moment.

The saint's head was chopped into flesh, countless believers stabbed their knives into her chest, and her limbs had long been cut off and torn apart...

The whole scene was so horrific that even a veteran detective who had been handling cases for many years would feel extremely sick when he saw this scene.

Strange things happened.

The saint in the barrel was almost chopped into pieces, but her ten-month-old belly was still intact.

The fanatical priest walked to the saint's body and opened the book made of human skin in his arms. There was an ancient dagger hidden inside.

"Come back."

"Our king."

The priest pierced the Virgin's belly with a dagger, then gave it a sharp stroke, performing a simple and crude caesarean section.

A child was taken out.

The umbilical cord of the child taken out of the saint's body showed a special black color. When exposed to the air, he did not cry or fuss. Instead, he opened his eyes curiously.

He was looking at the surrounding environment with cold eyes, and besides that, there was a trace of doubt...

"king."

"Our king."

The priest raised the child high, and the sun shone on the boy, making him shine.

"Your arrival."

"It will be a blessing to mankind."

The priest's face was twisted, and while holding the child in his arms, he picked up the dagger and stabbed himself in the chest.

die.

The priest regarded himself as a sacrifice and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

The child felt something and crawled in the priest's arms. His soft hands opened the clothes and began to suck the sweet blood.

"That's...I..."

Alexei finally understood something.

The mysterious child from a cult in front of him was his former self.

Looking at the child again, he seemed to sense something, and stretched out his plump hand to explore where Yang Feng was.

not simple.

This kid is not simple.

Yang Feng walked towards the slaughtering site, but the chaotic time and space suddenly began to fragment, and the surrounding environment also increased at a rate of dozens or hundreds of times.

The child kept his palms outstretched and looked longingly in the direction of Alexei's head.

Fire spread around.

The dirty blood on the ground burned violently with crimson flames, burning the ground and the surrounding churches, along with the corpses, into ashes.

The child always maintained the same posture.

He saw it.

He saw his future self...himself with his head cut off...

The space continued to shatter, the air cracked into snowflake-like fragments, turning into spider webs and spreading outward, and the canine teeth criss-crossed and tore the space apart.

Time is still speeding up.

The town was burned to the ground, and a large number of police and fire brigade rushed in.

They rushed into the slaughterhouse amid a strange fire, and after searching around, they finally found only the child.

Click click click.

Click, click, click.

The chaotic time and space was shattered, and the past experience dissipated, but Alexei, who had only one head left, had some special changes.

"That's me."

"That's me when I was young."

"I want to tell you something."

"My head hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

Alexei's head began to cry, and there were two lines of bloody tears, which condensed into beads and fell down his face.

Never expected it.

Alexei, the one who ascended to the throne, actually had such an experience.

It's more than that.

This experience should have taken place before the collapse of the Soviet Union, and the apocalypse had not yet broken out at that time, but supernatural phenomena had already occurred in Gospel Town.

A child born from a cult.

Alexei is not a simple human being. Whether it is the way he was born or his various outrageous performances, they all show his uniqueness.

There is also the most ironic thing.

Alexei is a devout believer who believes that he is a warrior and servant of God, so he became the king, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"I seem to remember it?"

"The memory vacuum before the age of six in the orphanage."

Alexei's eyes, with blood and tears, gradually changed from confusion to doubt, then to shock, and finally slowly became firm.

Cruel.

Cold.

Numb.

All kinds of negative emotions gathered in Alexei's eyes.

"I am an angel."

"Yes... I am an angel..."

Alexei's head was actually suspended, and a powerful force was gradually awakening.

Angel! !

Angel! !

Angel! !

What should an angel look like?

Under Alexei's head, countless blood vessels extended out, entangled together to form the prototype of bone wings, and a layer of film grew.

Eyes.

Angels should have many eyes to monitor the world.

On the membrane of the bone wing, a large number of nerve fiber cells spread out, and eyes grew densely, numbering hundreds and thousands.

People with trypophobia will feel their scalp tingling and goose bumps falling all over the ground after just one look.

"The pioneers are wrong."

"Consciousness separated from the body should not exist at all."

"We are angels who enjoy pleasure, blood and flesh are the truth, consciousness should be erased..."

Alexei said some incomprehensible words, and his consciousness gradually collapsed. Driven by some force, he was gradually separated from wisdom.

Wisdom is a defect.

Wisdom is a sin.