Chapter 463 7.117 The Light of Humanity (Part 1)

Chapter 463 117 The Light of Humanity (Part 1)

Azriamo exploded into pieces again and flew into flying insects.

When he appeared in front of the old dean again, his eyes were cold and there was no trace of the joyful emotion he had just now.

"My dear Mr. Francis"

"Until now, you still think of me as a fool!"

"Microa, a woman who only thinks about sneaking and stealing, will believe you, but don't think that I will be like her, and you will treat me as a fool and play in the palm of your hand!"

Stretching out a big hand to grab his hair, Azriamo stared into his eyes.

"You have never betrayed Loki!"

"I didn't do it before, I won't do it now, and from your eyes, I won't do it again after I see you!"

"After returning to the city of Paris, you first found me, and then followed my orders to lurk next to Micronia. All of this was to re-enter the Grand Palais in Paris, and then look for opportunities to rescue him!"

"To tell my conscience, I have to admit that you are a very terrible opponent. You took advantage of all of us' ignorance of you to the greatest extent. Let us mistakenly think that you are the same as the intelligence we collected, and that you are a person who can betray anyone at any time. People’s wallflowers!”

"But my dear Mr. Francis"

"Humans are group creatures!

"After living among the crowd for a long time, no one is destined to be able to hide his true color! Especially when you have friends!"

Azriamo looked at Abi Jean behind Francis.

"Friends are the most dangerous for people like us, because in long-term relationships, they will inevitably know the deepest secrets hidden deep in your heart, and then infer your true thoughts!"

"Master Immortal, it's unfortunate. Your friends have seen through you!"

"So I can't let you walk out alive!"

"But after all, you helped us temporarily eliminate the 'Mirror Master' Microa. You can also be considered as a credit to my 'Firefly Swarm'."

"If you have any last words, you can say them now."

Abiy Jean loosened his grip on Patriarch Francis. Surrounded by the "swarm of fireflies", he had no room for maneuver. What's more, he knew very well from the personal relationship between the two that this man had no fighting ability at all.

Due to the discomfort of having just been promoted to "Demon Evoker", and the fact that Azriamo's kick to his soft abdomen required 10% of his strength, it was quite difficult for Francis to stand upright at this time.

However, he still stood up tremblingly, showed the back of his hand, and wiped away the blood that flowed from the corner of his mouth.

At this point, he had to admit that "Insect Master" Azriamo was much more dangerous than "Mirror Master" Microa.

Compared to Microa, he is more like a cold, emotionless machine. Such people are extremely difficult to be swayed by any performance or words. They only believe in the coldest evidence and logic.

Francis really didn't have much to disguise in front of him.

**

Azriamo's analysis is absolutely correct. When Francis drove the carriage carrying the corpse back to Paris alone, he had to face a deep desperate situation.

Alone, without reinforcements or helpers.

In this case, he still needs to face the interrogation of 10,000 Golden Scale Guards in the entire city, and thousands of members of the Chuanhuo Gang trying to find his whereabouts.

Against all this, he still tried to find traces of Loki and rescue him from Mutu's hands.

Mutu's identity is the king of Paris.

This is an impossible task.

But Father Francis relied on his keen sense of intelligence to turn the impossible into an opportunity. The fire priest "Abi Jean" once mentioned inadvertently that he was a member of the "Archbishop of Susas".

He came to the trading place where the two secretly met, and successfully found the "Insect Master" through Abi Jean. Then he followed his orders and lurked in the "Fire Thief" army.

Taking advantage of the hostile relationship between the two major organizations, he had even successfully sneaked into the Grand Palais in Paris.

As long as he could continue to hide beside the insect master, he would even be able to see the mysterious king right away.

Father Francis is only one step away from victory.

"Sir, I admit that you are very strong." Francis grinned, revealing a mouth full of bloody teeth. "You are the most dangerous person I have ever seen in my 32 years of life."

"You are right, I am a loyal person!"

"For you bunch of filthy rats traveling in the underworld, I watch you fighting each other to the death for vain fame, fortune and camp, and I pity you."

ha!

Hearing this, Azriamo smiled instead of getting angry. He held the golden scepter and gently tapped his left hand with the crystal skull at the top while slowly squatting down.

"Why, my respected Patriarch has come to this stage, do you still want to say a mass for me?"

Francis kneeled down, lowered his head, and whispered softly. A long string of blood beads flowed from his mouth, making his voice sound unusually muddy.

"Our father in heaven--"

“May your name be hallowed—”

"In the year 797 of the New Calendar, I saw Seraphim descending on the temple, holding the sun high, and the fire covered the temple -"

"The angels came, each with six wings. They covered their faces with their wings, covered their feet with their wings, and flew with their wings. They buzzed to each other and said: Arise! Shine! For your light has come."

From all the information gathered by the Zoroastrian Cult, Patriarch Francis had never been a devout believer. He appears to be sanctimonious on the surface, but secretly he hires members of the Fire Passing Gang to help him dig tunnels, and arranges for women to sneak into the church for dates late at night.

Since he got acquainted with the fire priest Abi Jean, he has expressed doubts about the existence of "Holy Lord Christ" in private meetings more than once. This is a deep-seated skeptic.

This kind of person is not difficult to control.

However, at this time when his life was on the verge of death, this long list of gospel prayers came out of his mouth, which actually made all the fire-passing gang members present feel a chill in their hearts.

Unable to remain calm any longer, Azriamo grabbed the rest of his hair. Pulling back hard, the old dean's neck was exposed.

Even so, Francis did not stop singing.

"That light, give us bread on the table, and forgive our sins as we forgive others! Keep your fellow men away from temptation, and out of the hand of the devil!"

“Moses stood above the people and opened the Book of Isaiah before the eyes of the people!”

“As soon as he unfolded it, all the people stood up.”

"Everyone raises their hands and praises the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit——"

"——Believe in the Holy Light!"

This last sentence made Azriamo feel an indescribable sense of crisis in his heart. He looked around hesitantly, and finally locked his eyes on the golden scepter in his hand.

Only then did he discover many strange things about this scepter.

Why is this thing so heavy? !

Why is the crystal skull on it as smooth as cheap glass? !

Although doubts arose in my mind, it was already too late.

Father Francis has said the last two prayers.

"When darkness covers the earth

Then I will say - Woe to you!

I perish!

But the light will last forever! "

A blazing sun suddenly rose between Azriamo's hands.