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Chapter 049 The person who creates miracles! Praise you, Mr. Luden!

The Kingdom of God is extremely lively tonight.

A simple temporary wooden frame was built next to the sacred stone monument of the Inquisition to hang the descendants of demons.

This wooden frame is very high, only a little shorter than the sacred code stone stele. Because it is a temporary structure, the wooden frame is not strong and sways in the evening wind.

If the wooden frame collapses, they also have a temporary plan: even if the demon descendant is not thrown to death, it can still be set on fire.

It also saved them from dismantling the wooden frame.

What the Inquisition does, it always pays attention to only two words - efficiency!

While the wooden frame was being erected, a new piece of news stirred up a new storm in the Kingdom of God!

The Inquisition will hang the descendants of demons in front of the sacred stone. Tonight, there is no curfew in the Kingdom of God!

Anyone can stay in the Kingdom of God and watch this hanging

A well-informed person inquired: If you are lucky, there will be a bonfire party, and you can bring enough wine and your favorite partner.

The haze of the orcs' imminent attack seemed to be dissipated at this moment.

In the streets and alleys, people were discussing the same topic, the descendant of the devil who was about to be hanged.

Walking among the crowd and listening to all kinds of discussions, Luden felt a little strange.

This was not the first time Luden had participated in hanging people.

But in the past, he was responsible for being hanged and could not participate in more interactions.

As a spectator, this was the first time for Luden to review the execution of a demon descendant.

He even had the urge to shout in the crowd, "Put down that devil!"

Fortunately, Luden did not let impulse control his actions.

Compared with others, Luden didn't care about what happened on the gallows. He was too familiar with those processes and had nothing to say.

Luden focused more on the members of the Inquisition.

Around the wooden frame, there were three people wearing strange bird masks, and each person's mask was slightly different.

Luden recognized one of them, the man who took Al away today, and the man with the highest status in the field.

The strangest thing is that standing next to this man is a young man with blond hair, who is as strong as a lion. From the badge on his sleeves, it is easy to tell that this man comes from a family of saints.

The Holy Family and the Inquisition?

The corners of Luden's mouth curled up slightly, the matter was more interesting than he imagined.

Compared with Luden, El Isa's mood was obviously much worse.

She was taken under the wooden frame, and when the time was right, she would be asked to step up, and then according to the procedure, the descendant of the devil would be hanged.

Just when he was about to step onto the wooden frame, Al looked at a strange scholar beside him and suddenly asked,

"If I said that someone could save my life and prove for me that I am not a descendant of demons, would you believe it?"

The scholar smiled and asked, "If someone can really achieve such a miracle, how could you, beautiful Ms. Al, get to this point?"

Obviously, he didn't believe it.

Al's face was slightly pale, which was particularly conspicuous under the firelight.

She forced her mouth and said, "What if it can really be done?"

The scholar smiled and shook his head, and did not continue to laugh at the dying man.

Al, on the other hand, refused to give up and chased after him, saying,

"I'll bet you a big gold coin that I can walk off this broken wooden frame alive!"

There was already a bit of hysteria in her voice, which was a normal reaction after being forced into a desperate situation.

The scholar just thought it was a joke and said casually,

"If such a miracle really happens, I'm willing to bet a hundred gold coins."

Anyway, she is about to die, so she should be coaxed.

Al shook his head stubbornly and insisted,

"Just bet 1 big gold coin, just 1 big gold coin..."

She repeated these words, and at the urging of the Inquisition, she began to walk towards the wooden frame.

The wooden frame was not very high, and Al's walking speed was not very fast. After stopping several times, he finally reached the top.

Standing in front of the noose, Al Isa felt extremely anxious.

The right hand she placed in her pocket was clenched into a fist, and in her palm was the note Luden gave her.

Whether you can survive tonight depends on this note!

The note she traded her soul for, what secrets does it contain that can save her life?

Looking at the fires lighting up one after another below and the crowds gathering, one after another looked like cold arrows...

Al, who was standing on the gallows, was a little panicked. She had never been treated like this before.

She didn't understand why the crowd had so much ill will toward her when she clearly had done nothing wrong.

She looked at the crowd below. Although their faces were a little blurry, their expressions were exceptionally clear.

Some people gloat, some gnash their teeth, some are insensitive...

They just looked up at the gallows and the ropes.

They don't care who is hanged.

As long as someone dies, they will cheer and cheer, that's all. This is true from Qiyun to Shenbang.

Commonly known as - Leziren.

At this moment, fear overwhelmed Al, and she almost jumped down, ending her short life completely.

Facing unprecedented pressure, Al remembered what Luden once said.

She didn't know what she was thinking. She lowered her head slightly, held the corner of her clothes with one hand, moved her lips slightly, and recited silently in her heart,

"The lost lamb prays to you out of fear, Luden y Weigude..."

Finally, the final moment came.

El Isa is about to meet the end of her life...or is it a shocking counterattack from a descendant of demons to a true descendant of saints?

All hope lies in this thin piece of paper!

Al didn't know why he believed in Luden so much, even to the point of blindness.

Can Luden really perform miracles?

Al knew that he had no room to waver.

She opened her eyes wide and tried to read the words on the note clearly. The dancing light made it difficult for her to read.

These words were like a heavenly book, but Al couldn't understand any of them. Her lips wriggled weakly, and she was at a loss. Sweat broke out on her forehead, and even a drop of tear slipped from the corner of her eye and hit the dust heavily.

After looking at it for ten seconds, Al, who was extremely nervous, noticed that she had held the note upside down...

After turning the note over, Al could clearly see what was on it.

It was written casually in lazy font:

"Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration, but the one percent inspiration is the most important, even more important than the ninety-nine percent perspiration - Love Saint

People from the Kingdom of God only know the first half of the sentence, so you don’t need me to teach you what to do, right?"

Looking at the content on the note, Al's mind went blank for a few seconds, dumbfounded.

Soon, her tears turned into laughter, and all the pressure disappeared instantly. Even the terrifying gallows in front of her looked a bit warm against the warm colors.

With this note, she had absolute confidence to walk off the gallows alive.

The counterattack from the descendants of the devil to the descendants of the Saint of Love,

Sometimes, all you really need is a word.

Luden is a miracle worker!

His existence proves that the Kingdom of God is not the only miracle in the world!

"Praise to you, Mr. Ludden!"

From then on, she dared not read Luden's full name.

At this moment, Al-Isa, bathed in blessings, felt reborn and became Luden's most devout believer in the world. No matter he was a saint or a devil, he was her unique savior.

Al Issa sighed from the bottom of her heart,
Chapter completed!
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