Chapter 537
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Bishop Koebler followed the corridor to the depths of the building.
This was not the first time he had visited this building.
The Pope's hall was occasionally used as a place to award honors. When Bishop Koebler was young, he was awarded the title of Head of the Third Holy Army here.
In the past, this was a place full of honor for Bishop Koebler. But now, the glorious memories of the past had become nightmarish existences that tormented Bishop Koebler.
But these memories were still very clear.
He followed the crowd to the first prayer room in the hall.
In the past, this was a place specially used by the Pope to pray, but this was just a pretense. The Nephilic Judge kept a 'non-physical creature' here.
Bishop Koebler did not know what this creature was, and its source of food was also completely unknown.
But every Nephilic Judge could feel its existence, and the Nephilic Judge called it 'Emissary'.
'All you need to do is touch your god, 'he said.
The hoarse voice vaguely echoed in Bishop Koebler's ears.
The God here referred to the statue in the prayer room.
He quickly walked into the prayer room and began to look around for the statue of the God of Holy Light.
The light in the prayer room was very dim, so dim that he could barely see the figures around him.
But the Nephilic Judge had the ability to see in the night. Bishop Koebler looked at the front of the prayer room.
The statue of the God of Holy Light had long disappeared, replaced by a glowing surface. On the surface, a man seemed to be being interrogated.
"Devil's trick!"
Bishop Koebler cursed in a low voice. He did not expect the Saintess Heroria to betray the Holy City to this extent.
In order to accommodate the devil's creation, she actually did something as crazy as tearing down the statue of the God of Holy Light.
The statue had disappeared. Did this mean that he had failed his mission?
A sense of anxiety surged in Bishop Koebler's heart. His brain gradually began to be consumed by a kind of chaos, so he began to bite his thumb.
The force of the bite was so strong that blood flowed out of his thumb. The pain made him barely calm down his anxiety.
The Emissary's aura did not disappear.
Bishop Koebler raised his head and looked around. He could feel that the creature called 'Emissary' was still in the prayer room!
'Messengers will reside around humans and objects. If the statue is destroyed, touching the humans around it might cause the messengers to appear.'
The hoarse voice sounded in Bishop Koebler's mind again.
Touch the humans around you? Bishop Koebler raised his head. Only then did he realize that there were many people sitting in the prayer room.
The pews in the prayer room were almost full!
Isn't this the Pope's prayer room? How could it be …
"Come here! Come here! "
Suddenly, a loud noise reverberated throughout the prayer room. Bishop Kobler suddenly raised his head and looked forward.
Only then did he realize that this was no longer a prayer room, but a theater!
The scene created by the devil was presented before his eyes.
But this time, what he saw on the screen was not a demon … but a group of humans.
Bishop Koebler didn't notice what was playing at the beginning of the movie, but the plot now showed a group of humans shouting around the bars.
A magic carriage stopped outside the fence, and a group of people wearing chains alighted from it.
Is that … a prison?
"Do you want to bet today? Reid. "
"Cigarettes or money?"
The dialogue of the people in the screen echoed in Bishop Koebler's ears, but he didn't care about it at all. He retracted his gaze from the screen and looked at the people sitting below. In order to find the 'messengers', he couldn't continue standing here!
"I admit that I didn't feel anything special when I first saw Andy. He looked like he would fall to the ground if the wind blew. That was my first impression of him."
Bishop Koebler walked towards the people sitting in the last row. When he touched the group of people without leaving a trace, the words of the character named 'Reid' still echoed in his ears.
He was still focused on finding the whereabouts of the messengers until Bishop Koebler walked past the last row and came to the second to last row. He pretended to be a very picky spectator and walked past the gaps between the seats.
The words that rang in his ears made Bishop Koebler's footsteps stop instantly.
"You have been convicted, so you have been sent here. Rule number one, do not blaspheme God! In my prison, I will not allow anyone to blaspheme God. "
This sentence made Bishop Koebler stop and look up at the screen. A bespectacled man stood in front of all the prisoners.
"This warden is also a devout believer …"
"Those poor prisoners will definitely repent."
Bishop Koebler listened to the discussion around him and understood the identity of the bespectacled man.
The warden was the manager of the prison.
Bishop Koebler only reacted to the god in the picture. He ignored it and planned to continue with the work at hand. But not long after …
"I only believe in two things, discipline and scripture … You have both here. Give your thoughts to God, and give your bodies to me. Welcome to Shawshank Prison."
The warden's words stunned Bishop Koebler.
He looked at the male protagonist, Andy, whose body was being washed with water.
When Bishop Koebler first joined the Sacred Army, he had heard a similar line, which was' Give your thoughts to God. '
But the difference was … Bishop Koebler was a glorious Sacred Army soldier, but the male protagonist in the picture was a despicable prisoner.
God, scripture, devout believers … Wasn't this a product of the devil?
"Without a doubt, the first night was the most difficult. You walked into the cage naked, as if you had just been born. The disinfectant powder made your skin feel like it was on fire. They threw you into the cage and closed the iron door. Only then did you feel that it was real. Everything left you in an instant …"
Rhett's monologue reverberated in Bishop Koebler's ears once again. Just that line of "Everything leaves you" had left him stunned …
No … This was just a made-up story! A devil's trick!
Understanding this, Bishop Koebler retracted his gaze.
He walked straight to the second to last row. After interacting with those people, in order to not attract attention, he walked to the first few rows and continued to pretend to be a member of the audience.
The audience's sincere admiration for the warden did not last long before it was suppressed by the oppressive atmosphere of the night.
But soon … an ear-piercing voice broke the silence in the theater.
"I don't belong here!!"
A fat prisoner shouted in the picture, and the other prisoners immediately began to make a fuss.
"Let me out!"
Bishop Koebler looked up at the prisoner who was leaning on the railing and begging with a sobbing voice.
This scene inexplicably angered Bishop Koebler.
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