The next day, at 10:00 am.

Gotham.

In a dilapidated church located in the old city, people with dead faces entered one after another, and their mysterious appearance could tell that it was an illegal gathering at a glance.

They sat in turn and looked up at the figures on the platform ahead with great enthusiasm.

There were five men wearing black cloaks and starfire patterns on their chests, with red embellishments on their faces with some kind of paint. A dozen adults in the same costumes were all bowed and rumbling quickly. There was no red mark on their faces that symbolized the bishop.

Bang.

When all the believers gathered, the double-open brown door slowly closed, and the glory of dozens of candles shone pale on everyone's faces. But deep in the pupils, bursts of frenzy appeared.

It was originally supposed to be Jesus and the cross, but it turned into a huge spark, and shoddy iron products seemed to be picked up at a waste station.

"Where have Gray and Shia been? Why haven't you come yet!" The man who spoke was very angry, as if he was woken up as soon as he fell asleep; he was so angry that he was so angry that he woke up.

"I have called and no one answered. Will I run away with the money? After all, Xiya is in charge of the accounts, and she knows the best way to transfer funds!" This is a thin man with a stingy look.

"Don't talk, manage your expressions well!" The tall man in the middle said in a deep voice. He raised his chin proudly, and his eyes were more arrogant than before.

The tall and thin man beside him glanced at him in a gloomy way. His little appearance looked like a villain who was jealous of the heroine in a Korean drama. Indeed, he had neither a burly figure nor a strong appearance, and he was extremely ordinary.

“Woo. Uh.

The last one near the corner was a beautiful woman with big waves, about thirty years old.

But she was twisting her plump body restlessly, her legs constantly rubbing against each other, looking very uncomfortable, as if she needed help to relieve the pain.

"What is she doing? She has a fever in front of so many people?" The irritable man complained immediately, clenched his fists, and wanted to slap the woman in the face.

"Do you want to go to the toilet? You're so suffocating." The thin man who had just muttered money, muttering, a little absent-minded.

"Cough cough!" The tall man in the lead coughed and began to speak forcibly, so that the believers below could not discover the embarrassment of the woman.

"Everyone, before the official start, let us pray together to pray that the great Lord of Sparks will bless us for the rest of our lives."

Everyone stood up and bowed their heads, clasped their fists and recited the doctrines compiled by the Bible.

Looking at them, the tall man arrogantly curled the corners of his mouth, and liked to see these fools being played with by himself. This sense of superiority really fascinated him. For a moment, he felt that he was the future king of Gotham's dark world.

I have the ability and means, have well-connected connections, and hundreds of subordinates.

In addition, I heard that the clown is dead, why can't I give it a try?

If others can do it, he may not be able to do it!

Little did they know that the other four people beside them were also deeply trapped in the quagmire of emotions, and reason was struggling for the final struggle.

They are arrogance, jealousy, rage, greed, and color gamut!

In fact, they were originally a criminal gang of trafficking.

Some time ago, because of Batman's thunder methods, their partners were sent to prison and lost their business for a while. Recently, they were about to return to their old business, but unexpectedly discovered this new path now.

Not only can they deceive and use those idiots to do things and pay for them, but they can also choose some good quality and sell them. Several people named them "Star Fire Eternal Gratitude Cult", claiming to be the seven major bishops, and they are the seven disciples under the Lord of Spark.

What I have to say is that it is similar to pyramid schemes, constantly luring desperate marginal people to join, and let them join more similar ones.

"Next, please share with you what you have done to the Lord of Star Fire recently, and speak freely. The Lord of Star Fire will listen to you. As long as you sincerely contribute, you will surely realize any wish." The tall man raised his voice and said in a slightly contemptuous tone.

Then, the believers stood up one by one and spoke out the outrageous content in an excited tone.

“My mother was unwilling to join and wanted to report us to the police, so I added peanut butter to the bread this morning and she was allergic to peanuts.

"I stole eight hundred from a very bad white supermarket. Please give it to the great Lord of Sparks and let him bless me with it!

"Since I believed in the Lord of Sparks and accepted the courage given to me by the bishop, I am really not afraid of my boss anymore. Just last night, he asked me to stay and work overtime, and I cut off one of his hands with one knife!"

Smack sex~

People applauded passionately, and gave him encouragement and admiration with their eyes.

Lord of Sparks: I really thank you for your efforts.

Seeing these, the traffickers in black cloaks around them were a little overwhelmed. They looked at each other, and they were also a little scared while amused.

I always feel that my bosses are playing with fire.

However, just as they talked more and more happily, an inappropriate ecstasy voice came from the corner.

I saw that the female bishop had pulled over a subordinate at some time, and was crawling over the river crab beast).

Moreover, the few people who were close to each other were probably affected by some mystery and joined them uncontrollably.

"Linda, what are you a stinky bitch doing? You can't tell the situation!" The irritable man broke out completely and roared in anger, and fought against several male disciples who were eager to try.

The fuse burns out, ___-It's about to break out!

The thin man quietly retreated, preparing to secretly take away the money hidden by everyone, and then run away alone.

puff!

The tall and thin man took out a dagger and stabbed the leader in the waist, "Isn't you just more handsome than me when you laugh at me? Why can you sleep with Linda every day? I obviously like her so much, and even bought her a Ferrari!'

"You dare to break my rules, calm me down!" The leader looked around with contemptuous eyes, as if everyone was rubbish in his eyes.

The pain of the knife stabbing was also unconscious under the impact of adrenaline.

Bang!

Suddenly, the tall and thin man's head exploded.

It was squeezed by the leading man with bare hands.

At this time, the remaining four people had huge physical changes at the same time, becoming monsters that were slaughtering wildly.

They are bound by the net of desire and cannot extricate themselves, and can only move towards death in the midst of killing and wailing.

Deformity, weirdness, bloody.

The believers were stunned. It seemed that these bishops really had superpowers.

But isn't there something wrong with the plot?

"ah-_'

Blood gushed, and after being modified by candlelight, it reflected a crystal texture.

A wisp of faint sunlight, cut by the flowered window glass, seemed to be touched by God's grace.

The heavy door never opened until night.

To prevent outsiders from entering, they specially locked it.

Blood seeps out of the crack in the door and is licked by wild dogs. A group of crows circling over the sky, crying heart-wrenchingly

Not long after, the four of them also perished themselves under the strong effect of the curse, either disintegrating or suddenly dying.

at the same time.

A simple house a few streets away.

Bishop Grey was still lying in the quilt and did not want to move. His weakness and depressedness filled every blood cell and flowed all over his body. He turned over and continued to snore and fell asleep, only to see obscure runes flashing on his skin.

It is the laziness of one of the seven sins!

Time passed minute by minute, and it was already noon, and the sun shone through the gaps in the curtains.

A layer of dirty mold grew on Bishop Grey's exposed arm, and the house was filled with a rotten and old stench. Laziness penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Even the body itself has changed, its functions are weak, and all organs no longer work hard and gradually become rotten.

He was awake, but he was too lazy to get up, his eyes staring at the dust floating in the halo.

These gray dusts were all decomposed from his flesh and blood.

A hint of hunger came.

“Xia,Xia~’

He made a weak voice, shouting reluctantly from his soul.

Since early morning, the sound of pots and pans and pans and crazy eating sounds have been heard in the restaurant outside the bedroom.

That stupid woman was stealing food on her back again!

Don't think you don't know the shameful things about her and Linda!

I just don't bother with it...I'm not looking for an opportunity to play poker with Linda.

Compared to Xiya, a fierce female yaksha, the femme fatale Linda's butt is simply fascinating

Linda is the bishop who was cursed by the color gamut.

"If I really have a chance, I'm too lazy to move." Gray fantasized.

squeak

The door is open.

“Hehe~hehe~”

A woman covered in mess staggered in, her muscles on her body were clearly chunks.
To be continued...