It was late at night and the whole world fell asleep.

Without warning, a lightning flashed down from the quiet sky and fell towards the lighthouse by the sea. In that moment of light, a demonic figure could be seen standing above the lighthouse. He closed his eyes, as if he was understanding the secret of the night - that was Jogbe who fled from Gottfried.

He was in fear.

This is not to say that he was afraid of Gottfried - the mathematician did not substantially defeat him, and even at the last moment, the strength of Gottfried's spirit body was very different from that of him.

What he feared was the magic itself used by Gottfried - it could turn Joggiber back into a physical body and allow Gottfried to gain power beyond matter. The wisdom contained in it even exceeded the "Type of Chariots" itself.

"Inspire... God's method of creating man, open up accumulation... The method of man returning to God, and what is ∫ₐᵇf(x)dx=F(b)-F(a)..."

Joggibe could not understand this knowledge at all, and could not even understand the meaning of one of the symbols. He thought he had obtained the supreme wisdom of God through the "Tacle of the Chariots". But Gottfried told him that he still knew nothing.

"Why? God, I successfully traveled through the seventh heaven and came to you. I followed your guidance to pick up the straw and measured your infinity, but why didn't I get this knowledge? Why did you hide this knowledge from me? Do you think I am not pious enough?"

Another lightning flashed down. Yogibe spread his wings in it - the wings that were no longer formed by light, it was as dark as the abyss.

"Yes... I'm not pious enough! I want to do more for God, to save more people from the shackles of the Creator, and to return them to the true God!"

He turned into lightning and fell towards the fishing village ahead. With the loud thunder, a fire ignited in the fishing village.

"Not enough... far from enough. We must let all the people in the surrounding villages and towns see this scene and let them feel the redemption from the gods!"

Amid the painful moans, the wings behind him cracked and turned into thousands of pieces and drifted away. They floated through the woods, across the mountains and rivers, across the rivers, and into every sleep.

So, everyone nearby saw what was happening in this fishing village through their dreams - they saw the people in the fishing village screaming and running out of their respective rooms. A Semites were chasing them. It completely ignored people's crying, and kept reciting magical spells like a demon, allowing lightning to slash at the densest places of the crowd again and again. The spot hit by lightning became charcoal on the spot. Lightning further ignited the thatch and houses, and many people twisted their limbs in pain in the sea of ​​fire.

"Look, they are all singing in joy, dancing in joy."

Yogibe said to those who were still running, to those who were sleeping.

"You don't have to worry. It won't take long to get redemption like this!"

He chased the people running around. He turned sand, wood chips, and even dead leaves into weapons of killing. They fell into the crowd, stirring the villagers' flesh and blood like meat grinders, killing them without leaving any trace.

At the end of the pursuit, a church appeared before Jorgebe. A mother fell to the church door with a baby who had just been in her arms. She wanted to knock on the church door and go in for shelter, but outside the door, Jogbe pierced the heart with thatch.

church.

When Jogibe looked at the sacred religious place, tears burst into his eyes. He broke through the door of the church. A moonlight shot through the window at the top of the church, illuminating the solemn cross in front of the church.

"Oh... God, the Creator created all this stupidity, but he was above all things. People worship its cross, but you, the true God, have been forgotten by everyone!"

Joggibe let a straw fly to the huge cross. The straw only touched the cross softly, and the cross broke immediately. This caused a scream to come from the corner of the church.

"Oh, so there are people here?"

Yokibe walked step by step towards the sound.

In the corner, Joggibe found a young nun. She was holding the scriptures and shivering in the corner.

"Have you been hiding here? Have you heard the knocking sound just now? There was a woman outside holding a child. He knocked on the door for a long time, and he didn't get a response until he died. Is there anyone inside?"

Jogiebe's words made the nun pray in pain: "Lord, forgive my sins!"

"Sin? What sin can you have? You did a good job. It was you who gave them redemption. You are a qualified servant of God!"

Joggibe grabbed the nun's hand and pulled her up. He put his nose to the nun's neck and sniffed hard, and his hands went down, stroking her collarbone, back and waist. As he continued to grop, the nun screamed: "Don't do this, I have dedicated my body to God!"

Jogibe said without emotion in the nun's ear: "Why do you cherish your body so much? This is nothing more than a product of mistakes that binds your spiritual knowledge. Practice it, give it up, destroy it, this is the way to salvation - come, let me give you salvation."

As he said that, he rudely pressed the nun to the wall.

"Everything that happens tonight here will enter people's dreams. Come on, since you are a servant of God, demonstrate the right path to salvation for them."

"I am also a servant of God. Can you demonstrate for me first?"

A man's voice suddenly came into Jogebel's ears. Jogebel turned around suddenly - there was another person in the church at some point. He was squatting on the ground and trying to re-stitch the destroyed cross.

For some reason, just seeing the man's back, Yogibe's body couldn't help but start to tremble.

"Who are you?" cried Jogibe, "is it the priest of the Orthodox Church of Abraham?"

"Prince? I think so. After all, I often preside over this work."

The man picked up the cross and stood up. His clothes were torn, like a priest in asceticism.

Joggibe's body shook even harder. He shouted in a louder voice: "A mere priest...even if you are an apostle, I will not be afraid of you!"

"Is that so? That's right."

The man turned around slowly. The moment his face was exposed, the nun cried with joy:
Chapter completed!