Metana Jacques turned out to be an extraordinary!

It seems that it is also related to ‘Red’!

After Aaron was surprised, the joy of finally catching a "fish" emerged in his heart.

He reached into his arms and crushed an iron-black metal piece full of intricate twisted patterns.

This is the spell of the ‘underworld’ he made with the power of O’Clair.

The balance theory of the ‘professor’ school is preferable in some respects.

For example, using the deadly and icy ‘ming’ can offset the enthusiasm and desire of the ‘red’!

In an instant, a cold wind blew across the hall.

A layer of hoarfrost condensed on the water glass in the distance.

And those believers felt as if they were being poured from their heads by a basin of cold water, without any thoughts.

Huh!

Huh!

Compared to other believers, Metana received a stronger impact.

Her teeth trembled, and she had an unpleasant feeling of'playing off'.

‘The leader of this ‘Mormonism’ is not an ordinary person, but a ‘underworld’ extraordinary... and... is much stronger than me. ’

Metana felt her stiff body, her heart gradually filled with despair...

"Praise ‘God Moromon’, he counteracted the test of the devil for us!"

Aaron raised his hands up and announced piously.

At the same time, he pointed to Metana: "This woman is too sinful. Take her to the back room. I will purify her personally!"

Mrs. Stas came to the back room with Metana who was barely able to move, especially when she saw the big bed, her legs were slightly soft.

Just as she was thinking about it, the golden mask man in front said: "Metana Jacques... Are you denying sin?"

"I do not…"

Miss Metana, with her mask off, raised her neck with difficulty, like a proud swan.

This scene made Mrs. Stas even more itchy.

She couldn't wait to see the other side's snow-white feathers messing with silt. Why... she could be so arrogant?

"Let's recite the honorable name of'Morromon God' together, recite that name, and expel the devil from you!"

Aaron chanted in the voice of chanting, in the language of the spiritual world: "The spirit of vain wandering in the unknown, the existence of absolute neutrality, the silent observer..."

Mrs. Stath's expression was a little sluggish.

She didn't understand the spirit world language at all, only heard the Lord Saint chant a few phrases in a strange language.

Then, she saw Metana's expression changed tragically again.

"What do you believe in... is the real secret existence?"

Metana felt trembling all over her body: "The spirit of vain who never responds to believers?"

But she found that the mysterious person opposite was already sitting on the bed and did not answer.

If you get closer, you will find that Aaron's body is stiff at this time, and there is no focus in the pupils.

He was out of his body, observing the captive in front of him from the perspective of a ‘false spirit’.

His gaze seemed to penetrate Metana's flesh and blood, and directly saw her spiritual body and the chains formed by the ‘speaking spirit’ entwined on the spiritual body.

"A very powerful vow...much higher than the secret ceremony...the power of'law'?"

Aaron stretched out his hand and got into Metana's body. Valley

Metana screamed, she felt an inexplicable palm, directly holding her soul!

That is an incomparably vast and great existence!

A monster even more terrifying than the strongest false **** in her memory!

No!

It is simply a shame to compare the false **** with this existence!

The false gods are just ants, and they cannot be compared with this kind of existence at all!

The next moment, Aaron's hand caught on the blood-red cursed chain and twitched sharply.

The power of the secret source surged, and the chains vanished in an instant.

White light!

The light representing redemption has instantly washed Metana's body and mind.

"God!"

Metana shed tears in her eyes, trembled all over, and knelt down from the bottom of her heart: "My lord...you are one and ten thousand...you have redeemed me and will gain my body, my heart, everything about me..."

From the side, Mrs. Stas looked at this scene, her face slightly dull.

'what happened? Did Metana change her faith so easily? How did this little **** suddenly become more pious than the saint? This unscientific! ’

Aaron slowly opened his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Metana...You have already felt the greatness of our lord!"

"Yes."

Metana seemed to be eager to kiss Aaron's boots at this time: "My lord Pope... You are the spokesperson of God on the ground. You can easily please God to give me redemption!"

The tears on her eyes were not dry, and she was extremely pious: "I ask you to bestow the glory of redemption on my family, they are being bewitched by evil...for this, I don't hesitate to give everything!"

Mrs. Stas opened and closed her mouth slightly, unable to close it for a long time.

'what happened? Metana still wants to bring the whole family into the "Mormon Society"? This effect... is too good, right? ’

I don't know why, UU reading www.uukanshu.com looked at this scene, and Mrs. Stas suddenly felt a sense of urgency and fear, as if she was about to be replaced.

And it turns out that she guessed right.

"You go out first."

Aaron looked at Mrs. Stath and gave the order.

"I…"

Mrs. Stas looked at all of this, like an abandoned puppy, suddenly feeling aggrieved and wanting to cry.

"This is God's will!"

Aaron increased his tone.

Mrs. Stas trembled all over, she could only go out, and closed the door for the two intimately.

"Okay, Miss Metana..."

Aaron sat on the bed and asked calmly, "You are bound by a false god, what's the matter?"

"It came from an evil association that corrupted my father, mother, and other family members by some means... and then forced me to drink the blood and make a contract with it. As long as I drink that blood, I will never be able to say it. Get out its secret!"

"They forced my father to work for them, spying on the news in the palace... I am afraid... if something goes wrong, our family will be destroyed."

Metana said in a panic: "Until I met you, this must be the guide of fate!"

"Is that evil association a ‘soul sect’?" Aaron asked with a flash of light in his eyes.

Metana replied: "No, it's the'BloodCloth Club'. My father likes good food. When he was introduced to the club, things gradually became more and more wrong."

"No, this method of making people drink blood and entering into a harsh contract is very similar to the ability of evil believers in the church case described by William... It should be the ability of the ‘God of Suffering’, but turned out to be the ‘Bloodcloth Club’? ’