There is no text on the white paper, which is completely different from those contracts engraved with thought dolls.

This is a pure white piece of white paper without any defects. In a sense, this piece of white paper is purer than water, as if when you see it, all the filth will completely disappear, and only the purity of holiness remains in your heart.

However, in Anya's eyes, this piece of paper was like a contract from hell. Because she knew what she was doing.

What she is doing is something that the Truth Church hates to the core and cannot understand even when it is twelve moments. What she wants to do is to violate all rules and human nature, and violate the morals established by any country.

"You were wrong."

Looking at the blank paper in her hand, Anya's eyes were filled with endless sorrow and sorrow. As a pope of the emotional church, she completely let this emotion occupy her reason.

For the first time in twenty-five years, she released her emotions.

"The Pope of the Church of Emotion, the Master of the Church of Truth, and my teacher."

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the white paper with trembling fingertips. Anya's voice was filled with endless sadness, "Why do you have to go on this road?"

This is the devil's deal.

With a heavy wave, an invisible wave mark swept across the crowd in front of him. The next second, countless white dust fell into the sky. Huang Yi coughed twice and said with some displeasure: "This thing is purely polluting the environment. When I catch the mastermind behind the scenes, I must ask him to compensate me according to the price."

"Um"

Looking at the solid color blank, everyone suddenly felt relieved. At first they thought it was an enemy, but it turned out to be just a solid color block.

Gerost, who was standing beside him, was a little confused. He did nothing or did nothing. His teammate suddenly fell to the ground. And his land Fantes also collapsed to the ground with a very high simultaneous rate.

Holy white.

Soul puppet.

Anya still remembers that when the beautiful woman in the nun's uniform gently picked up her young self, the amber eyes were intoxicating pity.

Of course, these did not make Anya feel broken. For her, the teacher is everything, and the gods cannot be compared with the teacher. Therefore, Anya resolutely chose to help her teacher and jointly develop the soul puppet.

"We would be even more grateful if you could compensate for the loss you shouldn't have."

Noxa subconsciously swears, then suddenly took out a dagger in his hand and stabbed it to the side, tearing a sneak attacking soul puppet apart.

Perhaps it was expected or it was a subconscious action. At the moment when the palpitations appeared, Kenny opened the door of the void and crawled in, and was not eroded by that feeling. When he came out again, he saw Noxsa and Alpha lying on the ground.

“People say that people who are emotionally sensitive are more likely to get to God. In fact, they are right.”

Alpha looked at Gerost, his voice floating, "Heart, heart pain?"

Pure white, desperate white, destructive white.

Anya will never forget it. When she was eighteen years old, the teacher mysteriously took her into a basement. She opened a cabinet and a girl's body appeared in front of her. Under the teacher's control, the girl opened her eyes and greeted Anya in the voice of an oriole.

"have no idea."

relief.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

Suddenly, Noxsa's huge body fell to the ground. He covered his chest in pain and gasped in big mouths, as if his heart had been hit several times by something.

The sound of a snake wandering in the jungle suddenly sounded. Suddenly, several people stood upright and subconsciously launched an attack on the source of the sound.

After looking at the soldiers of the Commercial Church who were about to destroy the enemy under the white area not far away, Huang Yi put away his sharp blade and said boredly: "Is these things the only strength?"

Listening to the words of open and secret derogatory, Huang Yi stuttered, without any explanation, humming a song and walking towards the white square.

Yes, relief.

Then, what is it?—

"Look, what I said, the mind is the key."

"I've seen it."

Twisted white.

"Damn it, I was shocked."

A faint smile appeared on Shangkos' silver-cast face, "Among us, you are the first to successfully confirm the theory."

When Anya was handed over to the Pope by church members, she once again experienced the warm emotions her mother gave her at the beginning. Slowly, with the help of the Pope, Anya correctly mastered her abilities and began to learn the teachings of the emotional church. Slowly, she forgot the painful past because she had someone more worthy of following.

Anya made her teacher into a doll with her own hands.

“People in the Emotion Church are born with their own flaws.”

The broken white powder made more dolls. The dolls died one after another and died in the hands of humans.

Then, the teacher appeared on every inch of Tarik's land.

"soul?"

Later, the church people found her. They told their parents that Anya was the chosen son of God and wanted to get their consent to take her to the church. At that time, Anya felt an unprecedented emotion for the first time.

For the first time, Anya saw two faces of an emotion. The pure and flawless holiness and the chaotic distortion appeared on the teacher at the same time.

Then, he saw the bright red on the pure white color block.

"This is the teacher's lifelong effort."

“Twisted white.”

"She will verify a perfect experimental result for us."

Dig out the blood-stained eyes and gently engraved with patterns.

Use a hammer to lightly break the skull and ignite the soul grass.

After killing a rioting soldier, Noxa suddenly felt a palpitation suddenly spread in his heart. As an old iron-blooded berserker, Noxa made a quick decision and activated the defense runes on his body.

Then, he saw the black marks on the white, like evil ghosts.

This is a torture, not a talent.

Hi, it's just blank.

"Generally speaking, those who say this will be fooled by a sudden change. I hope you can take back the words of the old general on the stage of the Oriental Third Court and give me a hint of joy of living in vain."

No, it should be said that Sliya belongs to neither a thought doll nor a soul puppet. Because the body she uses is a God-given body. And her soul is Anya stripping Sliya's soul and creating a completely opposite existence according to her wishes.

Tragedy is to tear the beauty apart.

"It's not like an attack."

"You really did it."

"But what they don't know is that if they want to get in touch with the gods first, they have to get in touch with a truth. A truth that makes people crazy."

He breathed a sigh of relief and said with emotion: "Anya, Anya, is such a perfect treasure. If she hadn't exposed my flesh and blood, I wouldn't have known that she would have made her teacher a puppet long ago. She was so perfect. I never thought that a person so close to me would not be crazy after learning the truth, and could suppress his pain and make his teacher a puppet!"

Anya, who once believed in the gods, learned about the teachings of the Truth Church and learned that her teacher had actually been disobeying the gods. She also saw that the room was full of papers hanging on the walls and the names of soul puppets.

"Okay, it's all cleaned up."

The twelve riots rushed towards Huang Yi, who frowned tightly, and the sharp blades in his hand kept flashing with cold light. The numb and charge puppets quickly turned into ashes and fell to the ground.

"What's going on?"

Don't cry or make a fuss, don't smile, just silent eyes.

He heard the sound of others falling to the ground in pain, and it was obvious that he was not the only one who broke into this sudden disaster. As if a century had passed, just as Noxsa thought his heart had been smashed, the pain suddenly disappeared, and he collapsed directly on the ground, and sweat soaked his armor.

“What’s next?”

Then, they found that what they attacked was just blank.

He turned over and pressed the colorful tumors on his body into the sky, revealing the pure white part. "It's soon, we will see the results of my experiment soon."

In other words, it is shrouded and covered the sky of Tarik, and His laughter became more and more joyful, "The human heart will be our most perfect fuel. When the result is confirmed, we do not need to let humans experience suffering, and let them sublimate their bodies into fuel. It is too troublesome, too troublesome. We only need to ignite these human hearts, which is enough!"

The Church of Truth, the First Leader.

"It's soon, it's soon."

"I'm so lucky."

That memory was already very faint, or in other words, Anya's instinct didn't want her to recall the dark time. The incomprehensible emotions, the parents' doubts and the final disappointment, and the lingering numbness. These negative emotions caused Anya tortured at that time, and even was once considered dementia by the doctor.

The ritual knife cuts the skin smoothly, and runes are engraved in the flesh and blood.

Then, the appearance of the thought doll.

"No, the soul is not fuel at all."

It's like a bloody red.

——

"It's not over yet, right?"

Asuya frowned Yunzhong's brow and asked in confusion: "Are you talking about the soul?"

“The white represents salvation.”
To be continued...