Chapter 280 Chapter 143 Pretend to Become Real

"The Black Mass is forbidden!"

Louis had never been so serious, and the two wizards who had looked down on him because of his mortal status were startled.

"Even if times have changed, many witchcraft that were considered black magic in the past have been lifted by the church and will no longer be pursued. But the church will never open the door to forgiveness for the Black Mass. This is a truly evil magic ritual."

"Those who perform the Black Mass will be watched by the demons for life, and their destiny will no longer be independent. Demons will breed from the depths of their enslaved souls. Those are the children of the demons. They fulfill your wishes and also come from you. Take away the price."

Julius keenly filtered out important information from the priest's mouth: "You mean, after the Black Mass is held, the demons will favor us more?"

The priesthood looked at the man who once claimed to be Clayton Bello's personal physician with indifference, a man who did not deserve any special treatment from him.

"If it were any of my other brothers standing before you, you would be wailing on the stake right now."

The brothers spoken of by the priesthood are obviously not blood brothers, but his brothers in the church.

The tone was so serious that Julius remembered that Priest Louis had just experienced the pain of losing his son and was not a person he could easily joke about, but he didn't like apologizing, not to mention that he had already apologized once before.

"Of course, but you are standing here now, not anyone else, right? And I think it is necessary to do this now." He spread his hands: "Or do you have other ways to deal with it? This head?”

The priesthood told him: "I will hand him over to the church alone, and I will help you hide what you are doing here."

Julius could not help laughing: "Church? I think you haven't figured out why we are in a hurry to do this. It may be that you are not in good spirits and did not listen clearly when we discussed the most important issue. , now let me tell you again.”

"Chud Osmar and Kuok, these two bastards are in the same group. Now the fat man's brain is protected by the thin man with this damn power, and the purpose is to allow the fat man's ability to Continue to play in order to achieve his unknown evil purpose, but he has killed more than fifteen people as sacrifices, and we are trapped here, waiting for my employer and Mrs. Barbara to deal with him. Otherwise, no one knows what that person is coveting in us, and we can only wait for him to be free to take what he wants.”

"In order to reduce Osmar's assistance, we need to get rid of this fat man first. You haven't forgotten that his unknown ability is being activated, right?"

At the end of his words, the wizard poked the priest's chest provocatively with his finger.

Although Clayton Bello asked Cletitia to bring back the priesthood, it does not mean that Julius will value the value of the priesthood as much as he does.

Because from the beginning, Creighton needed the function of the Lewis priests to clean up the aftermath of what they had done, to settle or delay the local people's blame for the damage they caused, rather than to directly participate in what they were doing.

Julius is familiar with this kind of role positioning. In the Presbyterian Church, this kind of person is called a "dirty glove" and is a typical marginal figure.

Lewis was not angry: "I know what you said. I want you to think more about it. Black Mass may not be the only one that can solve the current problem."

No matter what Julius says, he is the only one who can preside over the Black Mass here, and the initiative lies with him.

As long as he doesn't agree, these people can't succeed anyway.

"Wait." Donna interrupted their conversation: "So the result of the Black Mass is actually that we used enough sacrifices to please the devil, and then the devil sent a descendant with enough wisdom and strength to solve our problem. question, and it continues to exert a psychological influence on us?"

The priest nodded: "Yes."

The girl didn't ask any more questions, but her eyes became brighter and brighter.

"What are you thinking about?" Julius asked, and Louis remained silent in confusion.

"Of course that's the case. Do you still remember my magic to link destiny?"

"I remember, why, is it still useful right now?"

Donna returned a mysterious smile to the wizard, and the picture in her mind settled on the bright image of Clara. Lewis reminded her that they already had a descendant of the Lord of Might.

"Mr. Lewis, I think I have found a way. Just wait until one of my companions returns. As long as our Black Mass is dedicated to Baal, the Lord of Might, I have a way to exempt us from the consequences."

The priest sighed: "I don't know what you are going to do, but even so, how do you find the sacrifices for the Black Mass?"

He reluctantly analyzed: "The Lord of Power likes to kill and destroy valuable things, as well as beings that represent power. There must be two corresponding things on his altar, purity and depravity, and weapons for killing people and being killed. The blasphemous newborn belongs to His domain, and babies are a necessity in the rituals that please Him. But there are no dead babies here anymore, and if you want to kill a living baby for this, I will not agree to it. "

Donna laughed: "Who said we don't have a dead baby? There is one right here."

Louis and Julius followed her eyes to Ian Lazarus, who had not yet realized what those eyes meant.

Ian Lazarus, a newborn vampire, less than one month old, status: dead.

"Can he be considered a dead baby?" Donna asked enthusiastically.

Her understanding of demons allowed her to understand the nature of the Black Mass better than the priests.

The demon lords were also demons. When they had no form, they would only devour images and thoughts themselves. The existence of the Black Mass ritual itself was a complete sacrifice. And the sacrifices they offered would not actually disappear, so if they used Ian as a sacrifice, they would not have to worry about him being dragged into hell and disappearing from the world.

Neither the priests nor the wizards spoke. They were all thinking about the question of "whether a newborn vampire is considered a dead baby."

After a while, Louis spoke dryly: "This is a trick. Maybe Baal will agree, maybe not. But even if it succeeds, the effect is not great, because he was not actually killed by the participants of the ritual."

"No, he was actually killed by you. You have completed this step, so it should not be a trick."

The murderer and the victim appeared at the same time in the Black Mass to please Baal, which was certainly up to standard.

Donna's frankness silenced the priest. She reminded him that he began to feel the pain in his heart spreading upwards, and subconsciously made a cross on his chest.

"We have to think of some backup measures." Julius said, he was completely excited, his tone was getting faster and faster: "Killing one person is nothing, the power gained in exchange is definitely not enough to dispel the mysterious power of Quoke. Think about it again, what are the holy and corrupt things?"

"I have thought about this, a virgin and a prostitute, we have gathered them."

Donna threw the opened "Heavenly Inquisition Code" to him: "It's me, and Serani. The participants themselves are of course part of the ceremony, and there are precedents mentioned here."

When calculating others, she did not forget herself. Julius thought she had a kind of simplicity of ancient wizards.

"How do we choose the representative of power?"

"We can use Clayton's axe, an old and strange weapon is definitely qualified, and he doesn't use the axe during the day."

"But we also need a dark altar and destroyed precious things. How much money did you bring? Or jewelry?" Louis also made a request again. This was not to make the power of the black mass reach its extreme. He just wanted the girl who saved him to retreat in the face of this evil.

But Donna is not an ordinary person.

"Maybe we can combine the two requests into one."

An idea was like a buzzing fly in her mind, making her eager to share it.

She clenched her fists, leaned forward slightly, and her bright yellow eyes scanned the faces of her two companions. Her slightly trembling voice spit out this most shocking idea from her lips.

"What do you think of a burning church? It is both an altar and a sacrifice!"

This bold suggestion exploded in the minds of all the listeners like a thunderbolt. The three men were stunned at the same time. Even Ian Lazarus, who had no intention of participating in the discussion, turned his head and opened his mouth after hearing this proposal.

Julius was the first to react. He stepped forward excitedly and firmly grasped the girl's right hand.

"Cleticia, I have always been your admirer! I will be your most enthusiastic admirer in the future!"

A church that has been passed down for more than a hundred years is of course the most valuable thing in the whole of Gevo. The chapel used for sacraments is used to hold black masses, which really destroys its meaning of existence. There is nothing more suitable for joining the black mass here.

Before Donna proposed this point, Julius didn't even dare to think about it!

The prosperity of black magic often brings the decline of holiness. Hearing the cheers of the wizard, the priest seemed to recover from suffocation. His body retreated a few steps weakly, looking at Donna without speaking, but his eyes seemed to be looking at a person possessed by a demon.

He looked at the beautiful face like an angel and couldn't help thinking - maybe he really had held a black mass.

Donna Bello was the demon sent by the demon to lead him to fall.

Barbara's thin body was like a breeze, brushing past the crowd without receiving any attention.

She followed Chude Osmar all the time.

After Clayton Bello left, the target seemed to feel this and walked back to the doctor's house after two turns.

Compared with Osmar's calmness, Peren looked a little irritable. He raised his hand and beat his forehead from time to time along the way, as if he was absent-minded, but his left hand was always on the hilt of the sword at his waist, ready to draw the long sword to fight the enemy at any time.

Barbara heard from Mr. Bello that Peren had been controlled by Quoke, which was a very tricky thing.

Since Peren had not studied any wrong ways, it was not difficult for the vampire to sneak attack and kill him, but she didn't want to kill him because he was a relative of Pero and was very good to them.

Barbara didn't want to kill him, she could only wait for the two to walk into the doctor's house.

When Klara, disguised as Quok, attacks Osmar, she will subdue him.

Soon, Osmar and Perron enter the house.

The door closes.

Barbara presses gently against the door, her dead-white skin replacing her eyes as her primary sense.

She can sense a warm human figure moving in the doorway.

Osmar takes off his hat.