late at night.

The white and huge moon emits beautiful white brilliance, covering everything under the deep white light curtain. This is the time when all things are sleeping, and even the most evil dark night creatures will fall into peaceful and peaceful contemplation at this moment, rather than killing.

Siernas, located above the hills, is a beautiful and rich town. The clear springs formed by the melting snow on the mountain smoothly descend, bringing them clear, cold and delicious water sources. Although it is not prosperous, it is a peaceful place for the residents. There are no goblins, mountain monsters, and even bandits rarely see them. Although it is remote, it makes them rarely noticeable. Everyone living here is very satisfied with their current life. In fact, as long as they see large areas of golden sea of ​​wheat stirring up waves under the breeze, it is already the best reward for these simple farmers.

The sentry stood on the tower and narrowed his eyes against his spear. The comfortable life over the years had already penetrated into their bones. For these people, the biggest threat was the elderly bear in the nearby mountains and forests. Because of this, the sentry did not see the darkness that cut through the sky.

The dark shadows of hundreds of bats crossed the wooden fence that was only two people high, hovering and flying in this small town that had fallen into sleep.

Hammer closed the sacred scriptures in his hand and prayed in a low voice. As a priest, he had been sent here for several years, and the gracefulness of the town also conquered him. This young and wanted to make a grand plan, the middle-school priest chose a path he had never thought of when he entered the temple. He once imagined himself holding the holy emblem and fighting against evil. But what was all this for? Isn't it for the peaceful, happy and happy life in front of him?

With the meaning of thanks, Hammo began to pray devoutly. He closed his eyes and sincerely offered his enthusiasm to the God of Justice.

Therefore, he did not notice the shadows scattered outside the window.

"Bang."

A slight sound came, interrupting Hammo's prayer. But the priest did not get up immediately. He first prayed to the gods in his heart for his forgiveness for his rudeness, and then opened his eyes and ended his prayer.

"Who is it?"

He turned his head and asked, but received no response.

This did not scare the pastor. After all, the town has been peaceful for so long, and there is no danger at all. If Hammot insists on explaining it with his own unique sense of humor, then it is probably "Even rats are inspired by the gods to thank them for having enough food to survive." With this idea, Hammot walked out of his room. He came to the not-so-wide church and looked around, but did not find anyone. It is no wonder, after all, it is already late at night, and even the pastor himself is planning to rest, not to mention those exhausted farmers who have been working for a day?

Or, it's really a mouse.

Hammer carefully checked the doors and windows again, and after confirming that it was correct, he stood up and breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe it's because I'm too tired.

While thinking about this, Hammo turned around and then stood stiffly.

The soft moonlight passed through the church's glass window and entered the sacred temple. Under the light, the statue of the God of Justice still stood there with an invisible majesty. Next to it, a girl appeared inexplicably. She was wearing very little silver armor, with long black hair and eyes with a playful and cute smile. Without confirmation, Hammore immediately knelt down. As a devout pastor, how could he not know the origin of the girl in front of him? In the temple of the God of Justice, the heroine who once represented the God of Justice, resisted evil and finally sacrificed her life bravely. After her death, even the God of Justice came to greet her in person. This story can be said to be well-known in the church. She is the most representative idol in the hearts of all believers of the God of Justice......

"Saint Madam!"

Although Hammo himself felt that this title was a bit inappropriate, at the moment, tension had occupied his body and mind, and he almost didn't realize what he was talking about.

"I...oh, no...Saint Madam...you......"

"Don't be so nervous."

The girl spoke softly, and her voice was so beautiful, as quiet and peaceful as a spring water making a sound.

"You did a great job, Hammoth. The God of Justice has been watching your work. Look, this beautiful and peaceful town has emitted such dazzling divine light through your efforts? Haven't you seen the joyful smiles on the faces of those farmers when they worked hard? All this is your credit, the devout pastor, because of your prayers, you should be proud of this."

"Oh…oh…oh…everything God…the God of Justice…………………………………………………”

From the saint's mouth, he heard the god's affirmation of himself directly, and Hammo fainted on the ground almost excitedly. The only thing he could do now was kneel on the ground and let the tears flow down his cheeks. He had already obtained the highest honor he could have. This was the affirmation of his belief in the gods. Is there anything more important than this? Hammo sobbed silently, allowing the excitement and excitement to sweep his body. The gentle and calm attitude he had maintained had long disappeared, but turned into tears of excitement.

"Sir, thank you..."

"I am here today following the will of the God of Justice, not just passing messages."

As he said that, the girl changed her posture, and her slender, snow-white legs showed her tempting charm. Hammo couldn't help but look up, but quickly lowered her head. In his opinion, even his own gaze was blasphemy.

"Don't be so nervous, look up and look at me."

The girl smiled softly, and the power contained in her words made Hammo raise his head and look at the legendary saint in front of her.

Black hair, dark eyes, yes, she is more beautiful than she imagined...

"In fact, I have an important mission to come this time."

As he said that, the girl slightly restrained her expression.

"Hammo, the God of Justice appreciates your piety very much, so he sent me to reward you... to accompany you through a wonderful night."

"Oh...this...this...this...this...this..."

After hearing this, Hammo's brain had completely become blank, and he had almost no extra power to think about what was going on.

"I……………"

"Come here..."

The girl stretched out an arm and pointed at Hammo. However, facing the absolute temptation, Hammo looked embarrassed, shook her head, and even took a step back.

"No, I cannot. His Holy Majesty, I cannot defile you..."

"How can this be considered a defilement?"

A relaxed, happy and gentle smile appeared on the girl's face.

"Everything in the world has its own rules. Everyone desires to continue their lives. Is it also dirty to give birth to their own descendants? God allows me to give you a child as a gift. She will be the best gift given to you by God. Would you not want to, would you not be willing to accept such a gift? That child will bear the heavy responsibility, she will fight to defeat evil and promote light and justice. Would you not be willing to help God and accept this great and sacred mission?"

"Of course I do it!!"

Hammo replied reflexively, but his face soon turned red.

"But, I..."

"It doesn't matter………"

At some point, Hammo discovered that he had walked to the saint, and the faint fragrance emitted from her body was as seductive as the flower of the moon.

"I will guide you..."

When the girl held Hammo's hand and guided him between her legs, Hammo finally completely lost her last sanity.

"Hahaha...hahaha...no, no, no...!!"

Angela bent down and tried her best to endure her urge to laugh.

"Although I have long believed that humans are without bottom lines, I have never let go of stone statues..."

Through the glass window, you can clearly see the priest with a naked lower body, gasping heavily, and performing depravity and dirty actions in front of the god he once believed in.

"Miss Angela, although I have seen the powerful ability of blood-sucking with my own eyes, is it necessary to do this level? And, is this kind of thing really that comfortable?"

"This is just a routine game for me."

Angela finally stopped laughing. She looked at the priest who was moving more and more intensely towards the statue of the God of Justice, and almost burst into laughter. After all, no matter how you look at this scene, it was just a priest taking off his pants and facing the statue of the god. It was ridiculous, funny and ridiculous. Fortunately, Angela finally remembered her mission, and she had completely changed the priest's subconscious just now with the power of the blood-sucking species.

"And, that one is really comfortable? Sister Nia saw it today, too."

"I did see it, but it was so big..."

"The master's one is very comfortable, like a sacred gun burning with flames, which not only penetrates my body, but also completely conquered my soul. This feeling is really hard to describe in words. Sister Nia? If you want it, I can teach you how to start with drinking milk? After all, it is a sacred thing rich in vitamins and full of nutrition."

"Why aren't it the same if you drink milk?"

Obviously, Nia did not understand the hidden meaning of Angela's words.

"But, Miss Angela, why don't you just..."

"Change him into a bloodsucker? Will this low, boring human?

Angela snorted coldly.

"After all, I am a nobleman in the blood-sucking species. How could he give such a supreme glory to such a person? He is only worthy of kneeling in the soil and dust like this, and rolling like a pig. Anyway, I have changed the mind. From now on, he will unconsciously regard himself as that kind of monster, which is enough."

Speaking of this, Angela showed a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Sister Nia, why did Master ask us to carry out this plan here? Wouldn't it be easier if it was in the surrounding villages? Moreover, this can completely confront the barbarians on the seaside with the Five-Nation Alliance. Wouldn't that be more effective?"

"Li Lin is not a cruel and easy to kill."

Nia shook the staff in her hand and began to prepare powerful magic, while answering Angela's questions.

"For us, in the Five-Nation Alliance, both men, women, young and old, they are enemies. Their survival is based on the dead bodies of our people, which is intolerable. And for these people, no matter how cruel means they are, it is not an exaggeration to use. But in addition, those overseas barbarians did not attack our country, so why should we cause trouble for them? There are heads of grudges and debts. Li Lin is very clear about this. After the collapse of the Five-Nation Alliance, he might still need these tribal races on the seaside to help him maintain order on the entire continent. After all, our goal is not to destroy humanity."

"The vitality of human beings is so tenacious, even if they want to destroy it, it may not be that easy."

Angela closed the fan in her hand and looked bad.

"However, this has nothing to do with me. I only need to have enough humans to kill me."

"You will be satisfied."

Nia gently stroked Anjie's hair and showed a smile that was very similar to Li Lin. Then she began to sing the spell and then held up the staff.

A dim halo burst out from the staff and enveloped the entire town.
Chapter completed!