The Purification Cross flew high into the sky, hovered for a moment, and then fell like rain.

Coming to the earth with splendor, holiness and murderous intent.

The small cross dagger fell with the force of a cannonball. When it hit the ground, it exploded into a large black and red color in the black wave.

A pothole appeared on the ground, and all the red-eyed mice within the pothole turned into minced meat.

Bones mingled with flesh and blood.

A cheer sounded from the city wall.

A large number of militiamen knelt down on one knee and bowed their heads towards Xia Yanzhen.

The knights also saluted one after another, looking at that sacred figure from the bottom of their hearts and worshiping him from the bottom of their hearts.

This is the sanctifying priest of the Church!

He represents the greatness of the church!

The sacred book of purification in Xia Yanzhen's hand exudes soft light, enveloping him in it.

His face was blurred by the light.

Black clothes also become sacred in the halo.

Even if ordinary people see it, they will have the heart to worship.

Not to mention in a situation like this.

Under the halo, Xia Yanzhen, who looked like a god, frowned.

He saw the purification cross fall, and the gap created was quickly refilled by rats.

The rats were even chewing the pages of the book, looking fearless and fearless.

As soon as the book in his hand moved, the purification cross dagger that had landed on the ground moved, sticking to the ground, forming a torrent of light, and began to clean up the rats.

The scene was like using a high-pressure water gun to wash away the sludge on the ground.

Once an area is successfully flushed out, it will soon be refilled with sewage, requiring constant flushing.

Xia Yanzhen controlled the Purification Cross and shuttled among the rats.

An area was broken open and filled in again by rats, and another area was broken open and filled in again.

At the back, the power of the purification cross was exhausted, and in the slightly formed black tide gap, the remains of the rats were also black and red, and there was no visible difference from where the rats were.

All pages fly back to the Book of Divine Purification.

The number of rats outside the city has not been reduced much because of this, or in other words, the number has actually been reduced a lot.

But compared with supplementation, this reduction is insufficient.

It reminds me of a crazy pool manager who drains water and fills it with water at the same time.

With less queues and more injection, the pool can be refilled in just a minute or two, and then continue to overflow.

That's it for now.

The excited expressions on the militiamen's faces gradually disappeared.

Your Majesty, Father, can't you solve this terrifying black tide of rats?

Xia Yanzhen turned to the page of the piercing cross, pressed it lightly and flicked forward.

Hundreds of crosses pierce the ground outside the city, creating a great visual effect.

The actual effect is quite average.

For those tiny mice, piercing the cross is more about squeezing them away than killing them.

The piercing cross also disappears quickly.

Xia Yanzhen continued to turn over the pages. The "spell" on the next page was not suitable for use in this scene.

This spell comes from that part of the Necronomicon.

There was no specific name, so after asking Yin Fu to describe those strange but weird words that could be understood by anyone (except Xia Yanzhen), Xia Yanzhen named it "Extreme One for One".

It is necessary to consume one soul, and then extract the opponent's soul - which is also one.

If there is no soul to consume, using it forcefully will consume the user's soul.

Although Xia Yanzhen is not afraid of consumption, this "consumption" is real consumption, not a side effect or cost.

Without this consumption, this necromancy spell cannot be used.

Even if Xia Yan really tore the pages off the book and threw it out, it would just fly back.

There are also several necromancy spells that are like this. They need to be consumed based on the soul, otherwise they cannot be used.

It's very Necronomicon.

Xia Yan really doesn't know how to separate people's souls.

I have never used this book to hit anyone.

I wonder if the Holy Book of Purification will automatically extract the soul after killing a person and store it in the book.

Necromantic spells cannot be used.

There are relatively few sacred spells. In addition to Purifying Cross, Piercing Cross, and Wings of Light, there is also the last one, Purifying Light.

This is what Father Rhodes used on Xia Yanzhen.

The kind that can turn people into idiots.

It's of no use to mice.

Xia Yanzhen closed the Book of Sacred Purification and faced the black tide, its value had been fully exerted.

The light curtain of the Holy City drooped down, forming an insurmountable chasm to block the black tide.

Although the number of rats was large, they failed to affect the Holy City.

However, while blocking the black tide, it also blocked those who came towards the Holy City seeking help.

The rats were really like a wave, attacking the Holy City one after another.

The Holy City is as stable as Mount Tai and will never fall.

Solid and cruel - the former is for the black tide of rats, and the latter is for those survivors.

Xia Yanzhen got off the city wall and walked through the clean streets in the holy city. He could see a large number of frightened people standing in front of their homes and on the streets.

Talk to the people around you.

When I saw Xia Yanzhen walking by with a cross hanging and a "Bible" in his hand, who was closer to God than all the priests, I suddenly felt a lot more at ease.

The priest looked very calm.

Some people plucked up the courage to come up and ask how things were going.

Xia Yanzhen replied, "So far, everything is safe," which calmed people's hearts.

Of course, the church's response was not slow. Soon someone came out and began to appease people's hearts.

It doesn't matter if there is chaos outside, but there cannot be chaos inside the Holy City.

When Xia Yanzhen came to the inner city, the atmosphere here was less of the fear of the outer city and more solemn.

There were many people walking on the street, but no one was chatting.

Everyone was in a hurry and obviously had a clear destination.

This feeling became more obvious as we approached the cathedral, with many clergymen trotting along.

Regardless of whether there is anything to do or not, in this kind of environment, it cannot give people a sense of leisure.

We must act vigorously and resolutely.

The kind that needs to be carried by the wind when walking.

Clergy A, who had seen him before but couldn't remember his name, saw Xia Yanzhen and immediately ran over: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Cardinal Huolun is waiting for you."

In the church headquarters, priests are not qualified to be called His Majesty.

At most, it's just a private call.

The only exception is Xia Yanzhen, the sanctifying priest.

"Lead the way." Xia Yanzhen said.

The interior of the cathedral is like a maze, and it's hard to get familiar with the roads inside within a year or two.

Xia Yanzhen is just a passerby, so there is no need to be familiar with the road.

Even if he falls out, he won't sneak into the church, he will just fight his way out or get in.

After all, it is a medieval building, how strong can it be?

As for using extraordinary power to reinforce it - this has nothing to do with Xia Yanzhen.

We came to a new room and a long oval table.
To be continued...