Chapter 1009: Don't Ask, Asking Will Blame the Demons
Chapter 1009: Don’t Ask, Asking Will Blame the Demons
What are you doing?!
Like an incredibly devout Purple-Skinned Angel, the Capricorn Director knelt down decisively, banging his head several times. When he realized there was no response from behind, he quickly turned his head and gave a meaningful look to the "Huangdao Angels" behind him.
What are you standing there for? Hurry up and kneel!
These angels, whose minds are messed up, were all corrupted by Lyon's Purification Secret Art. It’s probably because the secret art was used repeatedly, so my Purification Secret Art can't do anything to them. We can't fight so many angels.
Also, while they recognize Lyon, they may not recognize you! Have you forgotten what happened to those two deities a few days ago?
If you don't show enough devotion and these crazy angels catch you, they might consider you a heretic with ulterior motives and throw you into the Soozheng Pool to be boiled. Then they'll force your mouth open and pour that Holy Blood into your stomach.
The problem is, those angels that Lyon purified don't know what kind of mutation they've undergone. Even the Evil Pus that polluted the entire Heavenly Mountain can't withstand them. Their blood is not something you want to drink!
Don't just stand there! Hurry up! If you don't kneel now, it will be too late!
"..."
Under the Capricorn Director's stern gaze, the Huangdao Bureau Heads recalled what happened to the two deities who were caught, and they all shuddered. They immediately imitated the Capricorn Director, kneeling down one after another.
It seems that the Heavenly Mountain has become abnormal, and a few deities infiltrated it a few days ago to check the situation and see what was going on.
However, the Heavenly Mountain is different now. As soon as they crossed the outer ridge and entered the outermost part of the nine inner rings, they were caught by the Purple-Skinned Angels who were rounding up other angels for baptism.
These brain-damaged Purple-Skinned Angels didn't care whether they caught deities or corrupted angels; they all sent them to the top of Heavenly Mountain, where they were thrown into the pool and forced to drink Holy Blood, receiving a standard one-stop service.
Those two unfortunate deities were first driven mad by the Evil Pus in the pool, then turned into fools by the so-called Holy Blood. Although they eventually regained their senses through the balance of madness and foolishness, their minds were clearly damaged. Now they are kneeling as representatives of devout converts, banging their heads loudly.
Better to kneel on our own than to be turned into fools and then kneel.
Understanding the situation, the Huangdao Bureau Heads chose to follow their instincts, kneeling down one by one with a look of sorrow, and began to bang their heads rhythmically under the Capricorn Director's lead.
It must be said that the Huangdao Bureau Heads are generally not stupid, and as the saying goes, a good head makes a good sound. The crisp and pleasant sound of their heads, combined with their neat and synchronized movements, quickly caught the attention of the "Archbishop."
"Those devout believers over there!"
Fifty pairs of eyes narrowed, locking onto the Purple-Skinned Angels who were banging their heads particularly smoothly. The Hundred-Eyed Archbishop of the Bai Ang Cult nodded in satisfaction and waved his bat wings toward the Capricorn Director.
"Come, come, come! You come up here!"
"??!!!"
Hearing the Archbishop's hoarse droning voice, the fake followers all shuddered.
There are thousands of angels here, why did he single us out? Could it be... we've been exposed?
"You are excellent!"
Flapping his bat wings and directing the Purple-Skinned Angels to clear the way, the Archbishop's fifty pairs of eyes looked at the stunned Bureau Heads with a gentle expression and said appreciatively:
"I can see your devotion to our Lord clearly! Come, speak to me!"
"..."
Damn... banging our heads too enthusiastically is also a problem?!
Instinctively feeling that something was wrong, but unable to refuse the Archbishop's enthusiastic invitation, the Bureau Heads slowly stood up. Under the watchful eyes of nearly ten thousand angels, they reluctantly made their way to the top of Heavenly Mountain.
"Archbishop!"
Just as the Hundred-Eyed Archbishop bared his mouth full of sharp teeth, revealing a smile that was both kind and menacing, the Capricorn Director, fearing that others might not be able to handle the situation, stepped forward. He grabbed the Archbishop's bat wings, mimicking the manner of a devout follower he had seen during the eradication of the Shoe Cult, and with tears streaming down his eyes, he said:
"We have only recently been blessed by our Lord and managed to free ourselves from the influence of the Evil Pus. We have not completely rid ourselves of the corruption and are far from being devout believers. You are truly too kind to us!
Moreover, as followers of our Lord, there is no need to distinguish between ordinary and devout believers. As long as our Lord continues to bless you and the Heavenly Mountain, our Lord's radiance will eventually shine upon all, and everyone will ultimately become devout followers. The only difference is the timing of when we receive the blessings."
"Hmm... Yes, yes! You are good! Very good!"
After hearing the Capricorn Director's words, which he had plagiarized from a long-extinct church, the Hundred-Eyed Archbishop's eyes—fifty pairs of them—lit up. He then patted the Capricorn Director's back with his other bat wing, his eyes filled with admiration:
"You are absolutely right. In the future, whether in Hell, the Present World, or the Heavenly Mountain, our Lord's devout followers will be everywhere. However, as an Archbishop personally enlightened by our Lord, I should bestow upon you the rewards you deserve for such excellent devotion... Come!"
After retracting his bat wings, the Hundred-Eyed Angel crossed them, and the sharp claws at their ends tore through the flesh, causing a large amount of "Holy Blood" to flow out.
"Our Lord above!"
With eyes full of piety, the Hundred-Eyed Angel glanced in the general direction of the Present World, then extended his blood-soaked bat wings and placed them on the Capricorn Director's head. Amidst the envious gazes of the Purple-Skinned Angels, he called out in a hoarse voice:
"At this moment, I bestow upon you the Holy Blood of our Lord, to bless you... Hmm?"
Seeing the Capricorn Director suddenly reach out to grab his bat wing, interrupting the blood-giving ritual, the Hundred-Eyed Angel's expression darkened.
"What are you doing? Are you refusing the Holy Blood?"
"Not... Archbishop, I... I really don't deserve it!!!"
Daring not to touch the mysterious "Holy Blood," yet unsure if he could escape the assault of nearly ten thousand elite angels with the injured Zodiac Bureau Heads, the Capricorn Director had to use his wits. With a tearful performance and the strained expressions of the Zodiac Bureau Heads, he said:
"Heavenly Mountain has been polluted by the Evil Pus for a long time, and there are still many of our brethren who have not been freed from the corruption. We are truly heartbroken!
Archbishop! The precious Holy Blood you selflessly bestow should not be wasted on us. It should be shared with those who have yet to receive our Lord's blessing, to save them as soon as possible!"
"You have a point..."
After hearing the Capricorn Director's words, the Hundred-Eyed Archbishop pondered for a moment, then retracted his bat wings, his expression heavy with sorrow:
"Although I have been striving to share our Lord's blessings, the Holy Blood congeals at a limited rate. I have not been able to share it with all the angels, and this is my fault..."
Phew... Finally, I managed to bluff my way through it...
"Therefore, we must wage war against the Abyss again!"
"???"
What? How did you come to this conclusion?!
In the Capricorn Director's bewildered gaze, the Hundred-Eyed Archbishop spread his wings and roared with hatred:
"Those damned demons, how dare they worship our noble Lord! They even dare to carve our Lord's holy image and give our Lord the ugly title of the Primal Sin Great Demon. This is an unforgivable act of blasphemy!
It must be the existence of these heretics that has caused our Lord to be disappointed with our slackness, and thus unwilling to bestow more blessings. To uphold our Lord's supreme glory and to ensure that the Heavenly Mountain is soon filled with our Lord's grace, we must invade the Hundred Tartarus and exterminate those shameful demons!"
(End of Chapter)
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