The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　Flames splashed in the accumulated water, and fire and water bloomed together.

　"Mr. Albus, this is the only way we can go. It's too chaotic up ahead." The driver opened the small window and shouted.

　"understood."

　Albus looked at the two Section 1 officers beside him:

　"Scott, Kelly, let's go."

　"Ah."

　Albus put on his raincoat, opened the car door first, and landed on the street.

　The moment the car door opened, the riot that seemed vague through the car window seemed to become concrete all of a sudden. The sounds of flames exploding, shouting, weapons knocking, gunshots, and a chaotic symphony drilled into Albus's ears, catching him off guard.

　He saw Xing Sui, the Pushet family guards and the Golden People wrestling with each other, and those things that had been squeezed for a long time seemed to burst out all of a sudden, exploding into a bunch of hot sparks.

　"Fuck you! City dogs!" someone yelled. "Fuck you!"

　"Untouchable! Kneel down before me!"

　"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

　"For Brother Tolum! Get out of our—"

　"Oh!"

　Someone was falling down, and blood splattered in the puddle, staining it into a thin layer of red.

　Drops of rain fell on the red layer, splashing out crystal petals, like a sea of ​​blooming flowers on the other shore.

　Albus took a deep breath, trying to push all this out of his mind, and shouted:

　"Our destination is the church! Never mind that!"

　Three officers from Section One shuttled through the riotous streets. They were very fast and each showed their unique skills. Almost nothing could stop them.

　In fact, no one paid attention to the three afterimages passing through the street.

　Hatred infected the rain like poison, and the rain fell on everyone, without exception.

　Soon, the three of them arrived at a lawn on the edge of the north city.

　In the shot of the lawn, a simple church stands there, looking like a dead tree in the rain.

　There was a blank area next to the church, and a group of guards were stationed there.

　Albus looked closely and found that they were all soldiers of the Star Followers.

　He pulled the hood of his raincoat and waved his hand, signaling his two companions to come forward with him.

　Crossing the lawn, when they were about twenty meters away from the church, the Xingsui soldiers raised their guns.

　"Don't go any further!"

　"Supernormal Department, Section One, official business," Albus held up the credentials he had prepared, "Please make way."

　"I'm sorry, you can't go in." The captain of Xingsui shook his head.

　"I'm not asking, I'm ordering," Albus frowned. "You want to go against the Supernatural Department? Against the Star Angels?"

　"We are the Star Followers. We believe in the will of the Star Angels," the captain said in a much deeper voice. "Friends of Section One, please make way. This is the important territory of the Star Followers."

　Albus didn't waste any words. With a flash of silver light, he drew out the long sword from his waist, and a gray-white spirit lingered around the blade.

　Two members of the first section also divided

　Don't draw your weapon, just look calmly at the soldiers in front of you who are on the verge of a fight.

　"Are you sure? I don't think this is a rational choice..." the captain smiled.

　"Subdue them," Albus ordered.

　As he swung his sword, a gray-white spiritual world rift bloomed, instantly swallowing up the bullets fired from the front.

　Then, the grayish-white spirits followed the trajectory of the bullets and flew towards the shooters, quickly wrapping around their heads.

　"Ahhhh!"

　Two members of Section 1 played the dark strings at the same time. Suddenly, the earth under the dark clouds became darker and darker, and a strong sense of sleepiness gradually came over the soldiers.

　Albus's body leaped up, and the spirit wrapped around his feet, pushing him forward.

　Seeing this, the captain raised his gun and shot Albus continuously -

　"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

　"Oh!"

　Albus deflected the bullets one after another, and immediately reached the captain, and slammed the captain's head with the back of the knife -

　"Snapped!"

　The captain fell to the ground, and Albus snapped his fingers. The spirits quickly drained the energy of the Star Followers and dragged them into a dream.

　At the same time, Scott and Kelly finished playing the strings and dragged the remaining soldiers into a dream.

　"let's go."

　Albus took two steps forward and kicked the church door open with a bang.

　Just as he was about to meet the enemy, he heard the gentle chanting of scriptures:

　"...God said He will promise us light, He will return the world to us, and return those heroic spirits to us..."

　"...those souls have never dispersed. They are alive, living above the stars, overlooking the earth..."

　In the dim church, believers in yellow robes looked devoutly at the bulletin board and the pastor in yellow robes.

　They seemed not to hear the turmoil outside, but were immersed in the sound of chanting.

　Albus exchanged a glance with his two companions and walked forward.

　The priest didn't seem to notice their arrival and continued chanting:

　"...the goddess protects all souls, both pious and pagan..."

　"...You long for your king's return, don't you? Because he is your guiding light, because he is your leader..."

　"... Lost lambs, those conspirators have taken a lot from you. They first took away your brothers, then your elders, and now, look outside, they are about to take away your home - a home that is worse than a stinking ditch, a home that was given as charity..."

　""

　Albus pushed through the crowd and walked towards the bulletin board step by step.

　He didn't see any priests or nuns from the Xinghai Church, which meant that the people had been replaced long ago.

　That person... he is telling the Golden People... about the resurrection of the Golden King?

　He's using this to incite the Golden People... He wants them to go out and riot...?

　Which batch of believers is this today?

　Those rioters outside... all the triggers...

　Is that the guy at the bulletin board?

　""

　Albus's pace became faster and faster. He gripped the silver knife at his waist tightly, his eyes fixed on the priest.

　And the pastor still seemed not to notice him:

　"...Cursed angels were once born from your bloodline, people of gold. You possess such potential, yet you are willing to crawl at their feet and be slaughtered at their mercy?"

　"...No, you are not such a race. Your emperor is unscrupulous, so you should also be unscrupulous..."

　"...The goddess will protect you, and her stars await your soul. You should go there to find your king and pray to him for true liberation..."

　Finally, Albus came to the front and saw two strong cultists coming up, weapons drawn -

　"Cang! Cang!"

　Two precise blocks, the blade deflected—

　"Pfft!"

　"Ugh!"

　Two believers fell at his feet. Albus saw the priest tremble and turned his head -

　"Hold still! You're under arrest!"

　Albus slammed the flat of his knife into the priest's head, knocking him to the ground, and then raised the knife towards his face.

　At the same time, Scott and Kelly drew their wands and forced back the golden people who were trying to rush over.

　""

　“…Hehe, hehe…”

　The priest lowered his head, and a hideous smile twisted his face under the hood.

　"Albus from the first department... you really dare to rush into the church..."

　"Put your hood up, criminal," Albus raised his chin, "or should I call you... Jackal?"

　"Boom!"

　Outside the window, thunder roared and flashed, and the simple stained glass windows were reflected by the lightning, making them look extremely hideous.

　The priest slowly raised his hands, grasped the sides of the hood, and gently lifted it.

　He raised his head and when he met Albus's eyes, he saw the other's constricted pupils——

　—Pastor Yaneri!

　Senior pastor of Xinghai Church and member of the White Tower Council!

　This guy is Ophelia's right-hand man!

　He is a saint! When Albus saw his back in a yellow robe when he walked in just now, he felt familiar.

　Piecing the clues together, he suddenly understood the source of this familiar feeling—

　—Reverend Yaneri, the "Imperial" who attacked Albus and Angelica at the crash site

　people"!

　The person next to Ophelia is a saint, a priest in a yellow robe.

　Not many people fit these characteristics.

　Disguised as an Imperial priest, he continued to corrupt the Golden People in this small church, disintegrating them from within.

　As his thoughts washed over him, Albus's fists gradually tightened.

　"Oh, you caught me," Pastor Yaneri smiled. "Do you need to cuff my hands?"

　"You'll get the handcuffs," said Albus coldly, "but before that..."

　Albus punched Reverend Yaneri hard in the face.

　The Golden People were in an uproar. Black light emanated from the tips of Scott and Kelly's staffs, and they shouted:

　"Back off! Back off!"

　Amid the clamor of the crowd, Albus grabbed Reverend Yaneri's head and looked at him fiercely.

　"Now it seems that you don't intend to leave us much leeway, right?"

　"The Pushet family...cannot be a safe haven..." Pastor Yaneri smiled a bloody smile. "The Xinghai Church's military force is very strong...stronger than you think..."

　"Prepare to go to jail with your master..." Albus growled, "You beast!"

　He punched Yaneri again and then dragged him towards the noisy Golden People.

　When the golden people saw that their priest was about to be kidnapped, they seemed ready to try their best to stop it.

　Albus bit his tongue, spat out a mouthful of blood, and swung the silver blade:

　"roll!"

　"boom"

　The blood mist turned gray in the air, and waves of natural spirits surged out from the gray, rushing towards the golden people.

　They screamed and fled, and the few who stood their ground and resisted were knocked to the ground by the spiritual pressure and pinned down.