Chapter 317: For the new world

Chapter 317 for the New World
In the tree sea below the monastery cliff, the swaying tree hides what is peeking at it.
"It's really calm, Pechers Abbey."
Putting down the telescope on his hand, Ramias jumped off the trunk. When he fell, the place where the black nun's robes opened at the hem seemed to rise with the wind.
The pair of legs with strong power but not strong looks stretched in the air, but the people under the tree did not choose to watch.
First of all, no one dares to provoke the nun. Second, they don't care about this kind of thing.
The moment when Ramias's legs landed slightly curved to cushion the impact of the fall. The nun who belonged to the black retreat walked toward the tent stationed here.
For a while, I came to this place. It is natural to observe this monastery and it has been such a long time.
"Is the magnetic field still not changing?"
These days, almost every day, Ramias will ask the same person in the tent the same question - after leaving Romania, the nun who was appointed here is obviously impatient.
Unlike in Romania, in the course of the mission, some personal problems were solved by the way - although, Ramias always felt that there was something wrong with the process - for example, her guns didn't know what to do. Lost things.
However, it seems that the task of the seminar was completed. As Jonathan got the retribution he should have, she felt very good.
But it was really boring here - it was just to find something out of this monastery. It was already planned for the time of action, but because of some special things, I had to temporarily put aside the time of action.
The machine responsible for monitoring the changes in the light of the monastery, suddenly detected a powerful magnetic field of the Holy Light appeared in the monastery - the energy coefficient of the magnetic field is somewhat large, far beyond the configuration of the expedition.
"An angel is coming."
The nuns were taught more than once during the training period. When the value of the magnetic field of the Holy Light reached this level, the possibility of the landlord landing was very high.
The staff in the tent took off the earphones and turned around. He looked helplessly: "It’s still the same as yesterday, there is no movement, no movement. But there is more of it, through calculation, outside the inner hall. The strength of the enchantment is probably more than doubled... Miss Ramias, do we really not consider applying for support from the headquarters?"
The nun said indifferently: "If you feel that the headquarters can draw more people, I don't mind if you apply now. I am more than happy to apply."
"I am just... ask."
He knows that the problem of the manpower in the recent retreat is indeed a bit tight.
Recently, I heard that the team that has been responsible for excavating the ruins at the headquarters has been damaged on the prairie of Ulaanbaatar. Later, some people were added. However, I have not heard any rumors recently, and I don’t know what happened later. kind.
Of course, as a grassroots person, these are just some of the talks between him and his companions during a short break... The upper level is still appropriate for the upper level to consider.
"Wait, Miss Ramias! The value of this magnetic field is beginning to decline!"
Just when Ramias saw no gains and planned to leave, the staff suddenly said with surprise. Ramias turned his body and stared at the numerical changes on the screen.
She always felt the big gun hidden under her nun's robes and began to become hungry.
......
"When you stop your anger, you turn away from anger. Don't be uncomfortable, so that you will do evil."
Among the simple stone rooms, the only small window can bring light. Anatoly stood in front of this little light and prayed as always.
He felt that this was his instinct - since he was conscious, his every day was spent in prayer.
Therefore, even if the Holy Power in the body has been banned, no matter how prayers will not resonate with the Holy Spirit, he still has not abandoned his habit.
The iron gate of the stone room was suddenly ringed, an old monk, his godfather: Moggi.
Moji stood in front of the iron gate and made a slight inconspicuous sigh, but he heard Anatoly in the stone room whispered: "My father, why sigh."
Moji shook his head. "My child, please forgive me. I have tried my best. But you can't get a release from here."
Anatoly was quite calm and said: "Father, you have done enough for me. Mr. Sullivan finally only banned my sacred power, instead of abolishing them, just imprisoned me here instead of Is it not enough for me to expel? The Lord said, you must know how to be grateful. Because you brought me back, I have had the life of these twenty years."
Moji frowned. "You are what I grew up with. No one wants me to know you better. How could you be heresy? Tell me, Anatoly, my child, you really can't think of it." What have you encountered yourself?"
Anatoly shook his head.
Moggi could only nod helplessly: "The adult has gone back yesterday. We don't know when he will come again, so I am afraid you will stay here before his next coming."
Anatoly said indifferently: "There is water and food here. It is enough. The monks who are really hard-working in the monastery are much harder than me."
What Moji wanted to say, but at this time, a huge noise suddenly sounded outside, and at the same time, the ground also slightly shaken.
Both of the conversations frowned in a subconscious way.
Moji quickly left the confinement and walked outside. Anatoly was difficult to keep calm at this time, a kind of restlessness, let him look at the window blankly.
I only heard those loud noises and did not stop, but instead became more and more dense... This is the sound of the explosion.
Vaguely, Anatoly even heard a scream of cowardice.
Soon after, Moji rushed back and appeared in front of the stone room. His forehead was injured and his blood almost reddened his half face.
"Father!" Anatoly finally couldn't keep calm.
I only heard Mogge rushing and said: "We were attacked... they, they want to grab the things in the auditorium! Anatoly, you are leaving here."
"No, father! How can I give up on you! Father, you!!"
Hey.
When the door opened, Moggi had fallen to the ground. He still holds the key to open the door, but his chest has already made the blood red.
"Forgive me, I can't open the Sally's imprisonment for you." Moggi said weakly: "Even if it is the Holy Light, it can't be effective for them... Their bullets seem to have a curse and they are torn easily. Our shield..."
"Father, don't talk! I will stop bleeding for you!"
"No... no need. You... you come to my ear, I have something to say to you..."
Anatoly had to bow his head.
But see what Moggi pulled out of his arms and stuffed him into the palm of his hand.
"Please... please keep the faith in your heart, no matter... whenever and where... but..." Moggi’s voice became weaker and weaker. "But... if one day, you are really confused... ...have doubt in my heart... just go and find... looking for..."
"father!!!"
Moggi’s words ended up failing to finish, and he closed his eyes.
Anatoly looked at the last thing the godfather gave to himself: a black card.
......
The light shield evolved by the golden light is easily penetrated by bullets.
With a pair of guns, Ramias walked easily in the 13th auditorium of the monastery. The nun was looking at the last remaining dean of the monastery.
By his side, several monks have fallen into a pool of blood.
"Without the Holy Light, you are really not even a retired veteran." Ramias chuckled.
"The curse weapon... The black cult has been developed to actually develop this kind of fallen thing!" The dean of the monastery looked very calm.
Life seems to be going to the end at any time, and he is obviously not afraid.
Ramias turned the silver gun on her hand and smiled and said: "Puncture the public blood plus some other materials, although I don't like it very much, but the effect is obvious, isn't it?"
"What is your purpose?"
"His Dean, what is hidden under your feet?"
"Sure enough..." The dean's face changed dramatically. "Do you even have to touch it?"
"For the new world."
Ramias said in a light voice, and the bullet with a curse, also shot from the gun of the silver pistol, easily penetrated the forehead of the dean.
After waiting for a moment, convinced that the old man had no longer stood up, Ramias took out the intercom: "Let the gods come in, start to erode the enchantment here, and take out the holy relics inside. Start cleaning everyone here, let us prepare people to settle here... From now on, Pechers is our product."
"Miss Ramias, we caught a guy. He seems to have been imprisoned in the dungeon. It may have been run out of chaos."
"Is there a holy force on my body?" Ramias asked indifferently.

There is no indication of the activity of the Holy Spirit.

"Well..." Ramias thought for a moment: "It will be sinners who are banned. It is a heresy. Since there is no holy force... first grab it, maybe it will be useful later."
"understood!"
Ramias put down the walkie-talkie and took a look at the 13th auditorium. Her fingers stretched out, and the body that fell down here, crossed a cross in front of her body.
Ramias smiled and turned and took the gun into the bag. "For the new world? Who will be for this boring reason?"
......
The blood on the wall was cleaned, the body was taken to an incineration, and the door of the monastery was opened again, as if nothing had happened.
Only Ramias rode the helicopter and left the place in the forest.
(End of this chapter)