Vincent grew up in the Dome Church and spent his childhood in an orphanage sponsored by the church. Many of his companions, like him, later became priests who dedicated themselves to the church.
As a teenager, after he was baptized and became an official priest, he worked in the "Church of Love" to help the poor and lived a poor life with the old priest.
The old priest's name was Terrence. In Vincent's heart, he was an ordinary but great old man. He selflessly treated the sick and injured of the poor for free. Although his own level of magic was at the bottom of the abnormal level, his medical skills were very exquisite.
The Church of Love was also very poor, and even the church itself was an extremely rare wooden church. In fact, it was just an ordinary wooden house that suffered from rain leaks and insect damage all year round. It looked very dilapidated, and the living conditions were sometimes even worse than those of the poor.
But Terrence was not discouraged by this, and often encouraged the priests who followed him. It was their duty as priests to help others, and under the gaze of the moon, the gratitude of others was the best reward.
Although some might have been inspired at the beginning, as time passed, they gradually could not bear this kind of life and chose to be transferred to another parish.
Even Vincent was the same. He was already the child who had followed the old priest for the longest time, but after all, he had the ability to leave here and benefit more believers.
Vincent was deeply influenced by the old priest, so when he carried out his duties as a priest, he often strove to do his best. He was completely different from his colleagues who avoided as much as possible. Because of this, he was deeply loved by the believers and was quite famous in the seventh parish.
If there was one place in the world that could make Vincent feel absolutely at ease, it was only this small Church of Love.
He believed that perhaps the old priest would not believe him, but he would definitely protect him.
"I'll hide for a night and leave immediately. No, as long as my injuries are healed and don't affect my movements, I'll leave. I can't implicate the old priest. But I need to explain the matter of the Brain of the Holy Moon to him and let him be vigilant, so that he won't be controlled …" com
Leaning against the door, Vincent panted and pondered. He heard shouting and knocking from afar. The lights in the houses were turned on, and people woke up to check on the situation. Then, there were exclamations and messy footsteps.
Vincent's heart sank. As a priest, he naturally understood that this was a situation where the people spontaneously responded to the order to encircle and annihilate the heretics.
These voices came from several kilometers away, and now he could hear them clearly.
Vincent immediately understood that his body was completely different. He touched his eyes that were still burning in pain.
Although his vision was pitch black, he knew which house had its lights on.
No one knew better than him how powerful the Dome Church was … And now, he was fighting against such a colossus.
The sound of chains being unlocked came from behind the door. The security in the slums was very poor. Even if there was nothing worth coveting, the door of the church still needed to be locked.
"Creak —"
Half of the door opened, and Terrence put on an old priest's robe and hurriedly stepped out. When he saw the dark figure lying by the door, he was shocked.
"Who is it … Vincent?!"
The old priest was shocked as he recognized the child he had been guiding. Then, he saw the bloodstains and wounds on Vincent's body, and when he raised his head, there were two hideous bloody holes on his face.
"Vincent, what happened to you?! Did you encounter a dream beast or an evil spirit, and fail to slay the demon? Or did you encounter the heretic that caused the entire parish to be locked down?! "
The old priest hurriedly helped Vincent up and moved him into the church, placing him on a bench.
The old priest was very experienced in treating people. He took out a medical kit and began to quickly clean Vincent's wounds, bandaging them with divine power.
But soon, he realized that something was wrong.
The wounds on Vincent's body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Divine power only accelerated the process slightly. His bones, flesh, and blood were all wriggling and growing, intertwining together to form a very terrifying and shocking visual effect.
The charred wounds on his skin were quickly scabbing over, hardening like scorched earth. The cracks all over his body emitted a faint golden red light, flickering slowly.
It was as if all the organs in his body had come alive, and were breathing rhythmically …
Terrence subconsciously took two steps back, knocking over the medical kit. His eyes were a little frightened. "Vincent, my child, what … is going on?"
This was definitely not what a believer of the moon should look like. The moon had always been dark, quiet, and deep. It would never have such explosive characteristics.
He thought of the heretic arrest warrant he had heard outside just now, and an unbelievable and terrifying conjecture emerged in his heart.
The small church fell into silence. The people outside had already gathered spontaneously and knocked on the door of the church.
Terrence had just unlocked the door. Now, as long as he said the word, the people outside would rush in.
In this silence, Vincent felt the old priest's gaze.
Perhaps it was fear, perhaps it was disappointment …
He opened his mouth, but his throat felt hoarse. He suddenly did not dare to speak the truth.
To the old priest, the good deeds he had done in his life were all because of the faith in his heart. He firmly believed that the moon brought peace and harmony to people, and he was committed to spreading the gospel of the moon, making people believe in the moon and wash away the sins in their hearts. This way … the world would become a better place.
If the old priest believed him, it would be the same as denying the meaning of all the things he had done before.
"I'm sorry …"
Vincent got down from the chair and knelt in front of the old priest. He lowered his head and said with difficulty, "I have failed you. I have betrayed the moon. The heretic wanted by the church … is me."
Terrence almost fainted. He trembled and gritted his teeth. His eyes were angry and disappointed. He took a few deep breaths and slapped Vincent's shoulder in exasperation. He said, "So, why are you still here? Do you expect me to cover up your crimes like I covered up your naughty pranks in the past? I am a believer of the moon! "
Vincent lowered his head even more, letting the old priest push him.
"Remember! This is … the last time. "
Terrence grabbed Vincent's collar. His expression was angry, as if he had aged more than ten years. When he saw Vincent's empty eyes, he pushed him to the door of the prayer room. "Go in! Hide! If anyone finds you, I'll immediately hand you over! "
Vincent knew that the old priest would help him, but he was not happy. He turned around and said, "I'll leave soon. There's one more thing I need to tell you …"
Chi!
A pitch-black light flashed, and bright red covered his vision.
Vincent's gaze instantly turned sluggish. Fresh blood splattered on his face, still emitting wisps of steam. There was a huge wound on his chest.
The Waning Moon apostle Barker floated in the air, wearing a black mask on his face. His eyes were cold, and the huge black scythe in his hand was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper. Chains sealed the entire room.
The old priest's head rolled to the corner, tears remaining in his old eyes.
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