The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 510 Behind Him (Thirteen)
When Diane arrived at the mayor's house, most of the onlookers had dispersed, leaving only a few curious people who were reluctant to leave.

She glanced down the steps and immediately saw "Susan" - the thin, pitiful widow, who was crying softly with her hands covering her face.

"Su...san, my condolences." She said with forced comfort.

"How do you want me to mourn? The old man died so tragically..." "Susan" kept crying and her crying made everyone sigh.

Diane said nothing more and walked into the house with a heavy heart.

As soon as she stepped into the door, she was shocked by the bloodstains everywhere.

The ground, walls, and even the ceiling were covered with splattered blood, as bright red as the marks left after a terrible rainstorm.

Her heart was pounding. It was hard for her to imagine what kind of suffering he had endured before his death.

When she reached the hall, her feet stopped.

She saw old John's body, but it could no longer be called a "body" - only his head was scattered on the ground, and the rest of his limbs were cut into pieces and scattered in every corner. The bloody fragments could not be pieced together into a complete shape.

The most chilling thing is old John’s head.

His mouth was stretched open by several building blocks, his eyes were wide open, as if he saw something incredible before he died, his whole face was hideous and distorted, extremely terrifying.

"Who did it? Why was it so cruel?" Diane found it hard to accept this way of death, and asked while suppressing her inner grief.

However, no one responded, except for the intermittent discussions outside the door and Susan's crying.

Diane's anger burned in her heart, and she almost collapsed due to the feeling of powerlessness. She gritted her teeth, turned around and shouted:

"Get out, all of you!"

Jerry immediately obeyed the order and hurriedly dispersed the crowd, leaving only old Susan who was still heartbroken on the steps.

Who would have the heart to chase away an old woman who had just lost her husband?

Especially an old lady who has Alzheimer's disease and needs care.

Without Old John, who knows how long she can hold on?

"Shengsheng, Old Lady Su took action faster than expected." Wen Weilan said in a low voice while standing in the distance and looking at the house.

Liu Sheng nodded slightly, "I guess she has her own reasons and she has no choice."

Marika stood not far away, looking at the two of them coldly, with a hint of unknown meaning in her eyes.

Her gaze then turned to Anna who was peeking at the side. A hint of scarlet fierceness appeared in her eyes, and her fingers trembled slightly.

……

After everyone had left, Diane finally dared to show her sadness. She hugged old John's head and cried loudly, her crying blending with Susan's like a duet.

She cried bitterly, saying repeatedly: "Who is it? I must kill him, I must kill him!"

"Are you sad?" Suddenly, Susan's voice sounded from the side.

Diane was stunned. She didn't know when Susan came to her side and she was unaware of it.

What was even more strange was that this voice was strangely calm, without any of the artificial crying tone from before.

She held old John's head and looked up blankly. What she saw was Susan looking down at her from above. There was a strange scrutiny in her eyes, as if she was looking at some tiny and ridiculous creature.

"You..." Diane's mind suddenly went blank and she realized something was wrong.

Susan raised the corner of her mouth, and the wrinkles on her face formed a kind smile.

"You are sad about his death, aren't you?" Susan asked again. "But what are you sad about?"

"Is it him, or is it his value?"

"Aren't you sad?" Diane asked, her eyes becoming alert.

"Why should I be sad? I have been kind enough." Susan's voice was as calm as if she was talking about the weather. "It's just that he is still a damned man, and my kindness has its limits."

"I have to thank you for summoning a certain existence that allowed me to have this power... otherwise, I wouldn't be able to kill him."

Susan picked up two blocks and squeezed them together as Diane stared in amazement.

Then, the two pieces of flesh and blood scattered on the ground seemed to be controlled by an invisible force and pieced together.

"you……"

Diane understood what was going on. Her grip loosened and the head rolled into a pool of blood. It stared straight at the ceiling with its eyes looking upwards, as if staring at something incredible.

It was indeed unbelievable. Who could have thought that his wife, who had Alzheimer's disease and had always been dependent on him, would suddenly kill him without even the strength to struggle?

"You did it." Diane said coldly.

"Yes, it's me." Old Mrs. Su did not deny it.

"But I also said that I have been patient for many days. If I hadn't seen him attacking someone again, I would have really wanted to continue to endure for two more days." Old Mrs. Su said lightly, "Fortunately, he has made use of his remaining energy and answered many of my questions."

Seeing Diane pursed her lips, Old Lady Su shook her head.

"Don't worry, it's not because of those two idiots of yours."

"Oh, but it is related to you. He wants to offer it to you, right?"

"The stuff in the basement."

"He even uses leftovers to cook. He is really frugal."

Old Mrs. Su's eyes gradually became deeper, like a sharp blade approaching Diane, wanting to peel off her appearance and remove all disguise.

Diane listened calmly, "Everything here belongs to God. When a person dies, his soul belongs to God, and the remaining body can certainly be put to good use. Moreover, in the final analysis, everything is used by God."

"But will his relatives agree?" asked Old Mrs. Su.

“Most people in the world are ignorant and cannot see the bigger picture. There is no need to let them know too much.”

Dai An looked at Old Lady Su with a slightly deep gaze.

"If you wanted to kill me to avenge those people, you should have done it now. So you are just being hypocritical. Now... you just want to get something from me."

Old Mrs. Su smiled slightly and did not deny it. The two of them looked at each other and sparks flew.

"I hope you can support me and become the new mayor of this town."

"As for offerings, there will be no more. I hope you can support yourself."

Every word Susan said was quite strong, leaving no room for Diane to refuse.

Diane slowly clenched her fists, suppressing the anger in her heart to the extreme.

……

"Priest Marika, please come in and purify this place." The voice of the priest sounded in the porch.

In front of outsiders, the chief minister will still retain respect for the priests, but in the church, behind people's backs, this may not be the case.

The other female priestesses looked at Marika as she walked into the house with her head held high, their eyes filled with envy.

Liu Sheng was originally curious about why they were called over, and it was not until this moment that she finally understood that it was for this show.

Marika was the only one in the room, even Susan was asked to leave.

After a while, Marika walked out of the house with a satisfied look on her face. There was a strong smell of blood on her body, but it was also mixed with divine light. The strong smell was terrifying, and made other priests envious.

It turns out that this is what is called purification of sins.

Liu Sheng felt a little nauseous when he saw the colorful, sticky tentacles on Marika's body that had not yet been retracted.

【You are much the same.】The world always speaks bluntly.

[It’s different.] Liu Sheng stubbornly retorted in his heart.

It was only at this point that Wen Weilan finally realized the kind of power that would come with becoming a priest.

She felt a desire for the filthy smell of blood, but what she desired even more was "Susan" standing next to her.

Not only her, but all the female priests except Liu Sheng looked at "Susan", like a delicious dish, causing their nerves to beat wildly.

However, their reason told them not to touch Susan.

So I could only stare at it for a moment and then look away.

Liu Sheng took in everyone's looks, took a deep breath, and suppressed his inner discomfort.

However, this action had a different meaning in the eyes of the Lord God's Servant.

She smiled coldly and said to the other priests, "From now on, the opportunities for purification will be allocated according to performance, ability and potential. I hope that all priests will practice more, communicate with God, and become excellent priests like Marika."

"Yes." The female priests answered, their eyes flickering, and they looked towards the town in the snow and wind, as if looking for their next target.

The Lord Divine Servant nodded with satisfaction, then turned to Liu Sheng and Qiao Yu and said, "You guys, clean up the debris later. And drag the things in the basement back to the church."