Chapter 167
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Holy City, Heresy Court's atonement room.
It was late at night, but the atonement room was filled with holy light. The light came from the statue of God in the center of the room.
"Father! Please let me listen to the choir's song again … I can … "
However, the scene in the room was not holy. A group of people knelt in front of the statue and prayed. One of them had already fallen in front of the statue and lost his breath.
There was also a strange mark on his forehead. The mark was burning hot, and the heat generated by the mark burned the skull and the internal brain tissue of the man.
Judging from their attire, they were all Heresy Court's Inquisitors.
"The great choir's song echoes in the surroundings. My child, you don't respond to God's whispers and the choir's hymn. This means that your heart has turned away from God's glory."
A Heresy Inquisitor shrouded in a black robe held a book of scripture and said in a sorrowful tone.
"Go back to God and repent."
"No … No, Father! I lied! I didn't hear those whispers at all! The choir's song healed me! "
However, no matter how hard one of them tried to resist, it was useless. A tall executioner grabbed the Inquisitor, and the next second, a burning mark appeared on the Inquisitor's forehead.
His resistance caused the imprint, which was emitting a terrifying temperature, to burn down all the soft tissues in his brain.
The cruel execution did not last long. Ten minutes later, the four "unqualified" Inquisitors all fell to the ground.
After the execution, the presiding priest turned around. Behind him were all the Heresy Court's Inquisitors. There were about a hundred of them.
Because the atonement room could only accommodate a hundred people, Cheryl was also one of them who was watching the "trial".
The priest began to say things like "God gave them everything, but they had turned away from God's glory."
Most of the Inquisitors around Cheryl began to pray. They were fanatical believers.
No one would join a shady organization like the Court of Heresy for no reason.
Before they joined, most of their bodies were incomplete. For example, they were missing arms and legs. Some of them were even terminally ill and could only live for a day or two.
However, after joining the Judiciary, 'God answered their prayers' and healed these wounds that not even high-level Holy Light spells could fully heal.
Coupled with the long period of brainwashing, the majority of the court was filled with fanatical believers.
Cheryl was an exception. She had long seen through these little tricks.
The so-called 'turning away from the glory of God' was just 'Wow! How can the choir's songs be so horrible!! "This was almost suicidal thinking.
In this way, the choir's hymn would not be able to dispel the whispers in the Nephilic Judge's mind …
The Nephilic Judges who had been troubled by the whispers for a long time would be treated as traitors who had betrayed the Way of God and executed.
Strictly speaking, Cheryl was now an apostate who had deviated from the path of the gods because she had converted to the Magic Net and the spellcaster forum.
Listening to songs was not as fun as playing with hearthstones and writing a diary!
The hymn sung by the choir and the Saintess only made her yawn. However, with the help of the Magic Net, Cheryl could still get some happy emotions and dispel the whispers in her mind.
The atonement ceremony soon came to an end, and Cheryl returned to her room as she wished.
She opened the spellcaster forum as usual. The Diary of the Heresy Judge that she wrote a few days ago in the 'Immovable Library' of the spellcaster forum already had more than a thousand replies.
Looking at so many people discussing what she had created, Cheryl felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment.
This was far greater than the sense of achievement she got from assassinating a heretic as an assassin.
After all, compared to the despairing eyes of the dead, she enjoyed the praise and attention from others more.
However, because she was forced to attend the execution ceremony by the presiding judge, she returned to her room a little later than usual today.
It was way past the time she updated the Diary of the Heresy Judge, so when she looked at the replies again, a group of people asked why there was no new content to read.
'Right away.'
She replied with three simple words to appease the spellcasters who urged her to update. She began to take out her old diary and prepared to update the latest content.
But at this moment, someone knocked on the door of her room.
"Who is it?"
The interface of the Magic Net disappeared in front of her, and even the flickering candles in her room slowly extinguished.
"It's me, Cheryl."
A gentle voice came from outside the door. The vigilant expression on Cheryl's face instantly disappeared. She quickly ran to the door and opened it.
Standing outside the door was a woman who looked much older than Cheryl, be it in terms of body size or height, especially chest …
Her blonde hair cascaded down through the nun's cap on her head, and her blue pupils reflected Cheryl's young figure.
No matter how mature this woman looked, it was undeniable that she was younger than Cheryl. In the Heresy Tribunal, she was Cheryl's junior … and also the junior who had the best relationship with Cheryl.
"Dinessa … Why are you looking for me so late at night? “
As a senior, Cheryl guided the nun named Dinessa to sit beside her bed.
She returned to the Heresy Tribunal in order to rescue her junior, but Dinessa was different from her.
This judge dressed in a nun's outfit had a firm faith …
It was very difficult for Cheryl to persuade her to betray the church and run to Noland to play cards in the Chaos Devil's tavern.
But today, she suddenly came to find Cheryl in the middle of the night, and this gave Cheryl a chance.
"I …"
Dinessa's expression was a little hesitant. She clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest and held a praying posture.
"Cheryl … I can't accept the blessings of the choir anymore. Those voices keep echoing in my head … The blessings of the choir can't drive them away."
She looked at Cheryl in front of her with an extremely uneasy gaze.
"I've never thought of betraying my faith in God, but why can't I receive the blessings of the choir?"
That's because your taste has changed! Stop listening to the hymn! It's time to try rock! Miss!
Cheryl admitted that the hymn sung by the choir had magic that affected the human spirit, such as relaxing the human spirit and making them feel happy.
But according to Cheryl's tests, this effect would cause people to feel bored over time.
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