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The offspring of God once again pleads with the Holy Father, hoping that You will answer my prayer and bestow the light of healing upon my suffering mother on earth, so that she may be saved by the Holy Father, cleansed of all the sins brought about by the possession of the devil, and be able to enjoy the blessings of God again.

—And so the prayer is concluded.

It was a clear, bright night with a full moon, just as ordinary people were deep in their dreams.

Inside the only old church in Victor town—Christ Cathedral—the sparse candlelight flickered in the night breeze.

The prayer, spoken softly and haltingly, came from the girl's lips, its tone as awkward and immature as the voice of a supplicant.

Her voice, and the feeling it evoked, allowed others to imagine a peculiar scene—a close-up view resembling withered branches and pebbles gradually emerging from the surface of a slowly flowing river.

Although it doesn't quite fit with solemn prayers, it is rather unique.

In front of the tall and solemn statue of the Father, a young girl clasped her hands together and knelt down, reciting a prayer.

It was clear that she was not a traditional Christian, knew nothing about formal prayer, and did not know how to make her voice reach the Father.

Yet her posture still conveyed the utmost devotion.

She recited the prayer again.

A moment passed quietly, and the girl slowly opened her eyes, snapping out of her prayers. Her emerald green eyes lost their usual clarity and were filled with lingering sorrow.

At this moment, besides the flickering candlelight, the flowing moonlight, and the noble statue of the Virgin Mary, there was one other person gazing upon her.

This person was the pastor who had lived in the church for a long time.

The pastor hadn't seen a living person visit the church in a long time.

"What a filial child. It's so late, and he's still praying for his sick mother."

The old man, who had witnessed this scene for a long time, finally came out from the inner room of the church and said this.

"Reverend, do you think the Father... can hear me?"

The girl glanced up at the church's owner, then lowered her head again and asked softly.

"Heaven will surely answer you, my good child..."

The man approached the girl and gently stroked her silky red hair, his gaze shifting from tenderness to something unusual. The girl remained silent, her head bowed.

"I heard that the children in the town have all been infected with the demonic disease. Some of them have even fallen into hell by following the demonic influence."

The girl, with her head down, vaguely heard a distinct sound of swallowing.

"But don't be afraid. Because... you and they will soon be reunited in hell!"

The darkness that permeated the hall grew even denser. With a start, she glanced up slightly and caught a glimpse of the priest's face, which suddenly contorted into a menacing expression.

The girl cried out "Demon" in her heart. An ominous wind began to sweep in, as if piercing through everything visible.

Beneath the benevolent statue of the Holy Father, before the eyes of an innocent girl, the priest's robes were ruptured by the bulging bulge within.

Among the tattered pieces of cloth that were gradually falling to the ground, those massive, gray-black muscles and bones that were terrifying to behold suddenly appeared.

It has a lion's head, eagle eyes, crocodile neck, dog's mane, a body more robust than a grizzly bear, long arms and hooked claws of a winged ape connected to its thick, eagle wings, and a pair of powerful cheetah hind legs.

The psychedelic figure of this orc demon was so enormous that it almost blocked out the moonlight streaming in through the windows, and it stood in front of the girl.

The priest's spectacles used by the demon to disguise himself fell to the ground. On the half-shattered glass lens, the light reflected the demon's ferocious, grinning face as he looked at his prey.

Under the ambiguous moonlight streaming in from the window, the demon, a creature only recorded and active in ancient legends, reappears in the world, its terrifying form inspiring endless fear.

The dark monster, the demon who had shed the holy appearance of a human priest, no longer offered lengthy prayers before meals, no longer prayed for the food's reincarnation, and no longer uttered hypocritical words like "may you be reborn." Instead, it raised its claws, ready to pounce swiftly on its prey.

It happened in the blink of an eye. It was a moment that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

Just before the claws appeared above her head, the girl swiftly drew the dagger hidden in her rough linen sleeve and, at the last second, used the blade to block the monster's claw attack.

Although the dagger is nearly half the length of a regular broadsword.

But for the girl, the monster's strength was unimaginable. Shoved away by the powerful impact, she took a few quick steps backward to cushion the fall, barely managing to regain her balance before reaching the church doorway, thus creating a considerable distance between herself and the monster.

The demon who attacked the girl was surprised by her prior vigilance, staring intently at the prey that had been within his grasp but had escaped due to his own mistake.

Moreover, it had felt something was off from the beginning, and now it finally noticed: every movement of the girl was accompanied by the movement of the wind.

Moreover, even when she is still, she is surrounded by a mysterious wind curtain.

This is the main reason why she was able to see through the monster's sneak attack and draw her sword to counter it in an instant.

"As expected... it was you." The girl judged based on her previous experience.

"You actually saw through my disguise from the very beginning... But little girl, you've really asked for trouble tonight!"

"In any case, you've finally shown your true colors, you demon!"

Throwing aside the rough cloth garment she loathed and the broken dagger, the girl stretched and yawned. The wind, though still biting beneath her light-colored clothes, remained fierce.

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