Everything that happened in the church was covered by mysterious power and did not break the silence of the night.

The villagers were still immersed in their dreams, dreaming of peaceful and normal dreams.

In the empire where the sun never sets in the far west, it was also before dawn. However, at this time, the roar of machinery began to sound one after another.

Inside the dark factory, coal was burning blazingly, and streams of steam kept making long sounds.

Even though there is only a cold and heavy steel frame here, a certain force called "number and reason" is vibrating and spreading from these metals, constantly changing the way of heaven in this world.

Even the Dark Parliament, which is active in the night and has been in constant confrontation with the Holy See, can't help but sigh at the greatness of this power.

It can both illuminate the night and obscure the light, impacting everyone's cognition all the time.

No matter what belief or fear, how can machines bring huge benefits!

It was in this changing era that a certain being awakened from a long slumber.

Because part of his strength was permanently lost in the mysterious east. This also deeply stimulated him and forced him to go out to "forage".

"Hey, sir! Is there a fire?"

The wind carried a faint smell of the sea, fluttering his windbreaker and hat brim. But against the wind came the voice of a strange man.

fire?

But it’s so hot!

He turned around and looked at the man in front of him.

Familiar, strange, and a dangerous atmosphere.

"Sir, I am not a bad person!"

"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Van Helsing..."

…

When the young couple returned home, it was only half past midnight and it was still very early in the sky. However, at this time, they had no intention of resting.

There were no candles lit in the room, but both of them were practitioners, and their eyes were as bright as divine light, and they could completely ignore the darkness.

"Wu Sheng, do you have any thoughts on what just happened?"

Yu Daoxian sat at the table, raised his head and looked out the window, and asked softly.

"Ms. sir, are you taking the test to teach Mo'er?"

Lai Wusheng sat on the bedside and noticed something was wrong with him.

"Maybe! Tell me what you think..."

There was neither affirmation nor denial, but the words were full of suppressed emotions.

"Mo'er felt my husband's unfathomable strength, but he also discovered..."

The rapid loss of power and the continuous falling of realm!

She paused, not knowing how to speak, for fear of causing her husband's displeasure, so she changed the topic.

"Is that thing that causes mischief one after another but is full of supreme majesty the way of heaven that Mr. Xianggong talks about?"

"Mo'er doesn't know why, but he seems to be targeting you at every turn..."

As soon as it was exported, it stopped abruptly again.

This topic seems to be difficult to continue.

"Yes! My way is not in this world!"

Yu Daoxian turned around, looked at the person at the bedside, and repeated it again.

"Wherever my husband goes, Mo'er will follow!"

Feeling the hidden meaning of farewell, Lai Wusheng couldn't sit still and stood up directly.

She didn't understand it before, but now she understands it clearly.

"Okay!" He nodded heavily.

"On the other hand, Mo'er, there is no riot in your divine power this time. It is obvious that you have made great progress!"

"Yes, sir. The divine power of God Yahe, Mo'er has been refined to the point where it can no longer make any waves!"

The last time he saw the foreign devil Justin, Lai Wusheng's blood was still rising, but this time there was no change. It was obvious that the power in his body was well integrated and could be controlled by her as usual.

"However, you still have a long way to go, we have time..."

"Ms. sir, Mo'er listens to you."

…

"What? Is this the foreign devil's fake priest?"

When they heard that Father Justin transformed into a monster from another world and almost killed his master, but ended up returning to dust in the end, the two apprentices stomped on the ground a few more times to vent their anger.

"Okay! Death is the most important thing!"

"Let's just spend the night here tonight and return tomorrow!"

The Taoist leader Yiheng stopped the two apprentices from their outrageous behavior and made arrangements.

"Yes, Master!"

"Although this church is not as comfortable as home, it is still luxurious enough!"

Compared to sleeping on the street, it's a little bit better.

The three of them had been with zombies and ghosts all year round, so they were not very picky. They quickly found a place and fell asleep.

This is true even for one horizontal road.

He knew that there was an expert guarding the village. Although he didn't know what the expert was thinking, it would be a matter of tomorrow.

A night of silence.

As soon as it dawned the next day, the second disciple, Al Fang, came forward and rubbed his stomach to complain.

"In such a big church, there is not even a trace of rice or noodles! We have been walking all the way, and the dry food has long been exhausted. Now we should be hungry, Master!"

"Without food storage, how did the foreign devils survive?"

The eldest disciple, Brother Hao, was stunned after hearing this. He thought of some possibilities and couldn't help but tremble.

"Wait a moment..."

Hearing the noise of his disciples, Taoist Master Yiheng opened his eyes and woke up from his trance.

"What are you waiting for, Master? My stomach is rumbling!"

"How about we go to the village chief's house to make a fortune! After all, we are also Taoist priests..."

As Fang was talking, there was sudden movement outside the church.

"Oh, Master, you are really amazing!"

"Here comes someone, our breakfast is ready!"

He hurriedly stepped forward to greet her happily, but unexpectedly he was greeted with a barrage of questions.

"Who are you?"

"Why are you here?"

"Where's Master Justin?"

"What happened to the church door?"

"Hey, I'm asking you something!"...

There were several slightly pale believers outside the door who had come here to pray early in the morning. After seeing the scorched black marks on the church door, they suddenly had a bad feeling in their hearts.

As expected, the first thing they saw was not Father Justin, but a stupid fool whose accomplice was still hiding in the church!

"I, I am Al Fang."

"That foreign devil died last night!"

The second apprentice was so confused by the chattering villagers that his brain could not keep up with his words, so he blurted out the story of Justin's death.

"What?"

"Master Justin was actually killed by you!"

"You must pay with your life, and you all have to be buried with Sir Justin!"

In an instant, the crowd became furious and everyone's eyes turned red!

"Master, master, something's wrong, please help..."

Seeing these believers looking like they were about to kill someone, Afang suddenly panicked and involuntarily fled back to his "pillar".

"Look at the good things you did!"

Seeing that he looked hopeless, Brother Hao scolded him.

"It's not my fault, it's none of my business!"

"They must have been bewitched by the foreign devils, and every one of them went crazy! Yes, that's definitely the case!"

"Look at their ferocious looks..."

A Fang was still frightened, but he kept talking and said a lot.

"Okay, shut your mouth!"

"Solve the problem in front of you first!"
Chapter completed!