"Dad Regba..."

The souls of countless victims rushed into the church, and the flames that were beating in the brazier in front of the altar seemed to be pulled by invisible forces, forming a dark blue door.

Dad Reggba appears again.

But this time, the figure of this voodoo god no longer exists only in the eyes of the high priest, but appears in the church in a clearer face.

Wearing a torn dress and walking on a cane.

Dad Reggba grinned at the voodoo priest in front of him and showed his dark teeth, stretched out his dirt-filled fingers and turned them towards the blue door.

The next second, the originally closed door was opened, and a black man with a thin body, a tampon, a tall hat, a black evening dress, a gentleman wearing a single-eye glasses, and a crutch in his hand. He looked like a black man who was about to bury the dead came out of it.

Dad Regba is not only a crossroad god, but also holds the authority of the portal. He is the gatekeeper of the Loa God of Voodoo. He holds the key between the two worlds and controls the opening and closing of the door leading to the [spiritual world].

And what comes out from behind is Baron Baron Samedi on Saturday mentioned in the previous prayer.

This is the god in voodoo religion that controls death. He nodded to Dad Reggba who opened the door with his top hat, and then swept through the dense blue light balls in the church with his single-glasses, a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

As a god of voodoo, Baron Samadi or the Baron Saturday is not a good god in the traditional sense. On the contrary, He is moody and is also called the "Resurrection Corpse Leader" while in charge of death. In Haiti, in the customs of local residents, when the deceased is buried, they will use cotton to plug the nostrils of the deceased with cotton in order to prevent the deceased's soul from being taken away by the Baron Saturday.

And once the sacrifice provided by the sacrificer is dissatisfied with him, He will spread death and never stop.

However, this time, the Baron on Saturday was obviously very satisfied with the offerings offered by Voodoo.

He held the cane with a skull in his hand and grew his mouth wide.

Immediately afterwards, the image of the original black face of the Baron Saturday began to change. A skeleton face with a thick bone appeared on Him. He grinned his mouth and swallowed countless souls in the church. On Saturday, the Baron closed his jaw and his pale skeleton face turned back to the black face again.

"I'm very satisfied with the offering this time."

Take out a handkerchief from your chest pocket and wipe the corner of your mouth. On Saturday Baron said in a tone with a strong nasal tone.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a gold coin from his arms and threw it to the high priest in front of him.

Bang-

The gold coins fell on the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Now, I have handed you the soul of Laview."

He continued to say in a strong nasal tone, feeling the pulling of the door behind him stronger and stronger. On Saturday, the Baron reached out to hold the hat on his head and greeted Dad Regba, and then turned around and entered the door behind him.

The real world is not friendly to gods. The stronger the gods, the more rejected by reality.

As a god of local religions such as voodoo on Saturday, the Baron is like this, so the big religions such as Christ will naturally become even more serious.

Unless, gods and demons like [Saigong] use Solomon's contract as a medium and find sustenance in reality.

However, there are differences between gods and gods and demons, especially in terms of contracts. Barons like Saturday may not be as good as gods and demons.

Of course, the reason is.

It’s the setting made by Zhao Yuan, who is the script designer.

Watching the Baron return to the [Spiritual Realm] on Saturday, Dad Reggba raised his arms and was about to close the opened door again.

Suddenly, everything in the church began to become twisted and weird. The neatly arranged brick pillars showed a twisted posture, as if they were pulled and entangled by some force, as if they were strange scenes in a nightmare. In this twisted world, a tall figure with a height of more than two meters, wearing a suit and a black hat on his head showed only sharp teeth, holding a twisted umbrella, and stepping on his twisted footsteps, appeared in the church in a crooked manner.

"Twisted Man!"

Looking at the twisted figure appearing in the Voodoo Church, Dad Reggba made a hoarse and sharp figure and shouted at the twisted person.

"You shouldn't be here. This is the place ruled by God Loa, not your weird club!"

"Unless, you plan to go to full war with God Loa!"

Faced with the threat of Dad Regba, the twisted man twisted his neck and opened his sharp and bloody mouth full of teeth.

"The purpose of the club is not to be an enemy of God Loa."

Immediately afterwards, a crisp figure sounded from behind the twisted person.

Hearing this answer, Dad Regba noticed that behind the strangely twisted figure of the twisted man, a little blonde girl spoke.

"In fact, the club's goals do not conflict with Voodoo. You summon the soul of the Queen of Voodoo Raview by opening the [Spiritual World] channel, and we just want to prevent this door from closing so early."

I heard the little girl, no, the little wolf girl Vivian answered.

Dad Reggba frowned: "Your purpose is the gate of the [spiritual world] in my hands."

Among the gods of Loa, although Dad Regba is not a powerful god, his authority has made him an indispensable existence in the voodoo rituals. It is precisely because of this authority that he can travel more freely between the two worlds of [spiritual world] and reality than ordinary gods.

But at this moment, the weird club seemed to be eyeing the key in His hand.

Dad Reggba turned his fingers and wanted to close the door.

However, a powerful twisting force prevented him from being unable to turn.

Just as the two sides confronted each other, in the church, a voodoo priest who was kneeling on the ground couldn't help but look up and glance at the twisted direction.

"ah--"

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a shrill scream.

In the horrified eyes of the voodoo priest, he saw his fingers begin to bend, and an invisible force pulled his fingers to make a twisted turn.

Crack, Crack, Crack!

Amid a series of horrifying sounds of bone shattering, his head was twisted behind him, his eyes were raised, and his body was twisted into a strange appearance. Thick blood was sprayed out of the twisted flesh, and a large number of broken white bones were vaguely visible under the blood-red muscles.

A few seconds later, the screams came to an abrupt end.

He fell to his knees, and the blood sprayed by the priests covered his body. All the voodoo priests, including the high priest, subconsciously pressed their heads lower.
Chapter completed!