The angel, who was about to spread her half-broken wing and take off, froze on the spot and touched her waist. The scene was a little strange, and it made the young believers who were kneeling on the ground to welcome the arrival of the previous generation feel awkward. The Pope and the Grand Inquisitor who were hiding behind the curtain, as well as the Grand Priest who was crying tears of joy, did not know what the angel was trying to do.
However, they did not dare to step forward and speak to her. The situation seemed to be a little awkward for a while, until a bold young man mustered up the courage to raise his head and ask, "Lady Noirciel, you … are you looking for something?"
It's gone … "The angel replied coldly.
Everyone was puzzled, and someone urged the man to continue asking, "Lord … can you say that again?"
"The kitty plushie … is gone …" The angel's calm and rigid face suddenly showed a lonely and aggrieved expression. She no longer looked like a high and mighty angel, but more like a little girl who had lost her toy.
It's over … Many people had this inexplicable feeling in their hearts. After praying for so many days and spending so much manpower and resources on the project, the angel that was summoned was not normal. Not only did she only have half a wing, but she also wore a necklace that looked like a sex toy around her neck. Why was there something wrong with her mind?
The point was, how could the emotionless angel, who was supposed to look down on all living beings, have such a human-like expression on her face? Why did she look like a human girl? How could this kind of trash deal with that demon? Everyone in the world knew that the demon was best at dealing with little girls!
At that moment, the Pope's face was full of confusion. It was like a 518 card with four Steel Apologies. He really wanted to strangle the Grand Priest and ask him if there was a problem with the ritual. After the initial excitement and ecstasy, the Grand Priest finally calmed down and slowly stood up with the help of two young believers.
However, he had no idea how to get in touch with this strange angel.
Priests were different from bishops, priests, missionaries, and crusaders. Their main job was to receive visitors from the outside and the heavenly realm. It was a kind of face-saving project with no sense of existence or practical value. Most of the time, they were hired through connections. If not for the fact that the summoning ceremony had to be presided over by priests, it would have been abolished long ago.
However, the angel had not descended to the human world for too long. This batch of priests, including the oldest Grand Priest, had never seen an angel before and did not know how to get in touch with an angel. Many of the preparations were not in place and it was very rushed. Moreover, the angel that descended this time was not normal.
With two sinister eyes behind him and the threat of the Pope strangling his neck, the Grand Priest had no choice but to ask, "Lord Noirciel, is there anything I can do for you?"
"Find my kitty plushie," ordered the angel coldly. She then gestured with her hand and said, "About this big." After that, she ignored the others and just floated in the air, looking out the window into the distance.
"Go and help Lord Nelthel find the kitty plushie!" The Great Priest quickly ordered the young man. "Get everyone to help."
"What about the choir?" someone asked.
The Great Priest looked up at the strange angel, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Go, go!"
In fact, according to the relevant books, after the angel descended, an entire choir was required to sing hymns, and a group of priests was required to organize the believers to pray. Several bishops were responsible for presiding over the ceremony, and a large number of crusaders were required to maintain order. He had actually prepared this process beforehand, but in the face of this strange angel, he was forced to mess it up.
For a moment, the Holy City of Canningham was in chaos. The cries of little girls could be heard everywhere. "Don't take my kitten!" "Give me back my doll!" There were also some cats meowing. The Great Priest listened to these discordant notes floating in from outside the window and carefully looked at the expression of the angel. But she seemed to turn a blind eye to the farce that was happening and remained unmoved.
The High Priest carefully returned to the cubicle he had been hiding in. As soon as he entered, the Pope grabbed him by the neck and asked angrily, "What are you doing? What's up with this angel? "
"I don't know either!" The Great Priest looked like he wanted to cry, but no tears came out. "I definitely followed the standard ritual, but it's been too long since the last one. No one knows what will happen next."
The Pope was speechless and let go of the angel's neck. His heart was filled with worry. If the angel that came today was asking for a doll, what would they be looking for tomorrow? Sleeping Red Tea? What kind of strange request would the angel come up with? A Pope-related emoticon pack?
"She's a real angel, right?" the Chief Judge, who was relatively calm, asked. "Can she fight?"
"Of course, there's no doubt about it. Although I don't know why she only has half a wing and has a love collar on her neck … Oh no, the Sinner's Shackles, the divine power on her is definitely not fake. She's definitely the most powerful existence I've ever seen."
The Pope and the Chief Judge looked at each other. Although they were not close to each other, they could feel the surging divine power and holy aura emanating from the angel's body. It was indeed powerful, but it still felt like it was not enough.
The energy waves coming from the angel were probably slightly stronger than a human Demigod powerhouse. Of course, considering that divine power was a higher level of power, its combat power would definitely be stronger than a human Demigod. However, if it wanted to face that demon, it still felt like it was not enough …
According to information from Mars ten years ago, the evil demon had fought an enemy the size of a small mountain. That divine puppet was Godsfall's ultimate plan, and it was their most powerful superweapon. The ripples of divine power emanating from the puppet were far stronger than the angel they were facing.
"Don't be too pessimistic. The power and combat ability of an angel can't be measured by pure power. She may also have blessings from the gods, which is purer and more powerful than power." The Great Priest said according to the description in the book.
The Pope glared at her angrily, then looked at the sexy collar on the angel's neck. Even if he did not say anything, it was clear what he was thinking. She was already a sinner, how could God bless her?
"No matter what, she's the strongest combat ability we have right now. It's just that there's something wrong with her brain. I'm not sure if she'll be able to control her," the Chief Judge said.
"All in all, she can only stay here for three days. Don't let her die alone. Hurry up and summon the other angels," the Pope said helplessly. The Pope said a little helplessly. Thinking about how he had invested so much and ended up drawing such a useless piece of trash, even if the Church was rich, he could not help but feel his heart ache for a while.
Even if the angel did not meet the Pope's needs, he still had to go through the necessary formalities. The Pope and the Chief Judge left from the side and called for his personal guards to temporarily disguise themselves as guards of honor. The Chief Judge led them through the main entrance, pretending that they had just found out about the arrival of the angel and went to greet her.
He prayed and knelt in front of the angel for a long time, but the angel seemed to know that he despised her. She floated in the sky like a piece of wood, ignoring him.
The Pope should have been angry, but he dared not. He felt awkward and embarrassed. Fortunately, the group of young believers who had left earlier soon returned. They were carrying a bunch of cat plushies of various sizes. Some of them were even holding a few cats that were baring their fangs and claws.
"There are still a lot of them. We're still looking for more. Let's bring some over first," a young man reported softly.
The Holy City of Canningham was the headquarters of the Church. It was also a large city, second only to the Imperial City in terms of size. More than 30,000 people lived in the city. Many of their family members were non-believers and heretics who were allowed by the Church. Therefore, there were many girls' favorite toys like cat plushies.
When the angel in the sky noticed that the dolls had been found, he quickly lowered his altitude. His bare feet hovered slightly in the air as he flew to the people who were carrying the dolls. His eyes, which were covered by a white cloth, examined the dolls in the people's arms, and a look of disappointment gradually appeared on his face.
The Pope could not help but glance at the plushies. The ones that were sent to the Church in the first batch must have been carefully selected. Every one of them had exquisite workmanship and looked very lively. They must have been made by a professional tailor, but the angel did not like them at all.
However, when the angel floated to the last person, her face finally showed a trace of joy. She took a plushie from the person's arms and happily held it in front of her face. She rubbed her face against it and hung the plushie on her waist.
The people looked at the plushie. It could be described as shoddy. The person who made it was obviously not very skilled. Maybe it was the work of a girl.
After retrieving the plushie, the angel nodded at the young people around her as if to express her gratitude. Then, she ignored the people's attempts to persuade her to stay. She flapped her wings and flew out of the church. She soared into the sky like an eagle soaring into the sky, the symbol of freedom and vastness!
However, while she was ascending, she suddenly let out a scream. Then, like a kite with its string cut, she fell with a thud and smashed a human-shaped pit on the ground.
"Ugh, it hurts …" The angel sobbed and climbed out of the pit. She did not seem to be injured. Even her clothes were not dirty.
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