Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 250 The Priest and Vasak
Yang Ersan was very clever, but too young and inexperienced. When he suddenly encountered something so legendary, his mind went completely blank...

The priest twisted his neck a few times, turned to look at the yellow talisman, and asked expressionlessly, word by word, "Since you entered the church, I have treated you like my own child. Have I neglected your food, drink, and needs?"

Looking back on everything, it seemed that the priest had indeed not done anything to harm him.

The priest righted the collapsed benches in the chapel one by one, and finally stood a meter in front of Yang Ersan, pointing to the yellow talisman and saying, "Where did this thing come from?"

Yang Ersan's body trembled slightly as he gritted his teeth and asked, "Tell me first, are you a human or something else?"

The priest was silent for a moment, then picked up the Bible from the ground and said, "What do you think I should be?"

Yang Ersan couldn't answer.

He felt his faith was crumbling. Why would the priest, who had always been so kind and gentle since he was a child, suddenly change so drastically...?

The priest's calm expression gradually turned ferocious. He grew taller and taller, reaching 2.4 meters in height. His clothes were torn by his expanding muscles. Two slightly curved horns like those of a goat grew from his head. He was tall and thin, with his arms hanging down and his shoes being torn apart by goat hooves.

What's most horrifying is that a tail with an arrowhead at the end slowly extends from its rear end.

The priest raised his hands slightly, lowered his eyelids, and said in a deep voice, "Child, this world is not as simple as black and white; there is gray in many places."

I just wanted to live a peaceful life in this world. Your ignorance destroyed all of that. Now that my identity has been exposed, I, Vasak, have no choice but to find another place to live.

Vasak?
Yang Ersan didn't react for a moment. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up and the yellow talisman flew to a corner.

His head snapped shut as the priest extended his four-fingered hand, clamped his head, and lifted him up, his heavy body hanging from his neck, as if his flesh and blood were about to be torn apart at any moment...

The priest held his head in his left hand, gently cradling the Bible in his right, his gaze fixed on the image of the Virgin Mary in the stained-glass window of the chapel. He sighed softly and said:
“My eyes can see the past and the future. Nothing that can be touched can escape my detection. So those hidden things become particularly attractive, and I am immersed in this journey of seeking the truth.”

His left hand gradually increased its pressure, and blood slowly seeped from Yang Ersan's head. The pain stimulated his nerves, making it impossible for him to calmly think about any problem.

crunch.

The chapel doors opened, and Yang Chengfu and Quan Zhongjiu appeared there, holding pistols. They were startled to see such a terrifying thing standing there.

Yang Chengfu's legs went weak, but his nephew was being held by the monster, and he couldn't give up the fight because of weakness. He struggled to raise his gun and aim: "Police, don't move!"

The priest's gaze fell on Yang Chengfu, and he sneered, "You still have a cross around your neck, yet you're pointing a gun at the priest. Your faith isn't pure."

Yang Ersan is dying.

Just then, thick fog filled the chapel, as if it were on fire, limiting everyone's visibility.

Yang Chengfu asked in confusion, "Why is there so much fog indoors?"

The priest frowned. Wasn't it these two who were behind this?
He knew that there were devices that released dry ice smoke in this era, which were often used in movies and TV shows to create a certain atmosphere.

The priest was startled to find his left hand suddenly light. He turned around and saw that all that remained on his left hand was a smooth wound. Yang Ersan was gone...

Other people have arrived!

The priest mustered all his strength and waved his right hand in the air. The resulting gust of wind dispersed the fog in the chapel, revealing a young man standing beneath the cross. This was the man who had rescued Yang Ersan.

He was about to speak when the young man interrupted, "A demon? The kind from Western countries?"

The visitor was Li Xuan. After giving Yang Ersan the talisman, he naturally couldn't let him risk it alone. Instead, he called Yang Chengfu and Quan Zhongjiu to come together so that they could see the monster's appearance with their own eyes and temper their character.

The priest said, “My name is Vasak. Who are you, and why are you opposing me?”

Li Xuan pondered the name Vasago for a moment and said, "I remember there are legends about the seventy-two demon gods in Western countries, and one of them is called (Vassago). Is it the same name as you, or is it the real one?"

The priest chuckled and said, "I am Prince Vasak. Young man, you know quite a lot, but that doesn't absolve you of your death. Everyone present who has seen the real person must die..."

Bang bang bang!
Gunshots rang out. Yang Chengfu and Quan Zhongjiu, holding Li Xuanfa's pistols, fired without hesitation. The bullets struck Vasak in the head and chest.

Green blood flowed out.

Vasak didn't try to shield himself, just endured it until he heard the sound of an empty gunshot, then a smile appeared on his face: "Then it's my turn..."

New limbs grew from the severed part of his left hand.

boom!
The ground cracked open, and Vasak charged out like a human tank, smashing through all the tables and chairs, his hands reaching down to grab Li Xuan's head...

Li Xuan raised his right hand, and a black longsword suddenly appeared, flashing with cold light!
A clean gash appeared from Vasak's abdomen to his neck. He grinned maliciously, the wound healing rapidly. He grabbed Li Xuan's head with both hands: "You're finished!"

Li Xuan remained calm, gripped the longsword tightly, and swung it forcefully in front of him. The blade spun like a fan, instantly slicing through Vasak's two arms...

Vasak, witnessing the sharpness of the blade, staggered back a few steps, staring intently at Li Xuan, his chest heaving slightly, his eyes glowing with a red light similar to that of Tamura when he transformed into a demon.

He suddenly opened his jaw wide and spewed out a swarm of flies, thousands upon thousands, filling the chapel with a buzzing sound.

The flies, completely unafraid of humans, began attacking Li Xuan and his group of four, specifically targeting their weak points, such as their seven orifices. Suddenly, intense flames appeared...

Li Xuan exhaled a mouthful of flame, igniting the surrounding area. The intense heat burned the flies, preventing them from flying, and they fell to the ground, making a crackling sound.

The fly was just feinting.

Because Vasak instantly appeared in front of Li Xuan, the red light in his eyes turned into yellow light, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he slightly turned his body to dodge a knife.

Li Xuan's swordsmanship was sharp.

But Vasak always seemed to anticipate what would happen next and avoid it in advance.

The magical weapon, imbued with the blood of Amaterasu, is exceptionally sharp. Furthermore, with the assistance of the craftsmen under Marshal Tianpeng, each of Li Xuan's strikes is imbued with magical power with a silky smoothness.

Vasak, who can know the past and the future, it's not surprising that he possesses the ability to see the future.

All you need to do is use methods that are predictable but unavoidable.

Li Xuan stepped back a few steps, chased Yang Chengfu, Yang Ersan, and Quan Zhongjiu away, transformed the magic weapon into a rope and wrapped it around his waist, then extended his index and middle fingers, and the fingertips automatically opened a wound, from which blood flowed out.

(End of this chapter)