Chapter 486: The Lance of God


    Marco ranoutside. The bust in his hand wasnt light. It wasdifficultenough tojust hold it, and nowhe was introublebecausehe had to run. After a few steps, the bust shookandfelltothe ground with a low thud.


    The female ghost reacted fast. She shot us a fierce nceandturned into a red ring, aimingat Dr.Paolos throat.


    Paolohad just reached the bodyandwas untying the body from the rope.When he sawthe ghostheadtoward him, he swiftly jumped off thedder. He picked up the staff on the floorand gave me the other half. He said,This n wont work. The ghost is much more powerful than I expected.


    Then, he rushed out of the church. The ghost wanted to follow us at first, butshe then decided to stayand hoveredin midair to protect her body.


    After we escaped,Paolocasually threw his staff aside. He didnt want to use it anymore. Whydidthe scepterbreak?


    The scepter inPaolos hand looked mighty. Moreover, from the bishops logo on it, it wasntanordinary scepter. It was beyond my expectation that the scepter wouldbreak.


    Paoloshook his headand sigheddeeply.


    Marcosecretly pulled metothe sideand whispered,The scepter isnt simr to magical weapons. It only works when the user reads the spell. At that time, you didnt read the spell. Thats why it broke so easily.


    Marco, Im so sorry


    Seeingtheir expressions, I knew I had carelessly destroyed their familys treasure. I didnt know how tpensate for it.Marcojust smiledandfortedme. My father has many treasures. Its not a problemthatoneisbroken.


    I smiled, but I was thinking abouttheotherworldly items I should send them topensate.


    Iveleft some bugs on the corpse. The maggotswillgrow and multiplyquicklyin thatdarkcastle. Countless maggotswillproducein one night. It should be enough to nibble the entire corpse,Paolotold me before he left.


    However, those men in ck wouldnt just stand and stare. The maggots could only hold back the female ghost from turning into a devil for a while. Itwouldnt change the result.


    Paolosuggested thatwe headhome to consider the solutions to deal with the devil. He implied that we shouldnt put our hands in this, but how could I agree with him?


    Early the next day, we took Yin Xinyue and Ru Xue to the airport to go home.


    When we sawthe twodiesleavesafely, Li Mazi and I exchanged smiles.


    Men are never afraid of challenges! We are afraid of hindrances! Since our loved ones were safe, we could followPaoloand have a good fight with that devil.


    Duringthe next fewdays, Li Mazi and I roamed around the big streets and small alleys of Mn. Eventually, we found a genuine peach wood sword.Thesword radiated a light red halo, and the handle was polished due to frequent use. After a long time of working in this business, I knew it was an antique from the Tang Dynasty right away. I offered the shopkeeper a high price to get the sword. However, he denied it. He allowed us to borrow the sword, but we had to return it after we were done.


    In addition tothe sword, I got two warm and smooth pieces of jade that could enhance the Yang energy for the wearer. Idrewmany spirit talismanswhen I returnedto the hotel.After the preparations wereplete, I askedMarco,When can we start?


    My father needs one more day to prepare. Tomorrow night, well take action.


    I was stirred up, thinking thatthe casewoulde to an end. I hoped no mistakes would be made at thistime. To ensure our safety, Li Mazi and I stayed in the hotel for the whole dayas we waitedto take action withPaolothe next day. Unexpectedly, something really bad happened the next day.Marcoreceived a call from his housekeeper. The old mantoldhim that Dr.Paolowasdead!


    AsMarcocriedtelling me the sad news, I was baffled. I followedMarcoto his familys ranch. We sawPaolos body soaked in the swimming pool.


    From the characteristic of the body,Paolohad been dead for at least twelve hours. In other words,hewas dead whenMarcogathered with usst night to celebrate in advance.


    Marcodidnt me the servants in the house, and he didntinvestigatePaolos death, either. He quietly preparedPaolos funeral arrangementsin a low-key manner. SincePaolowas one of the most famous business benefactors in Mn, his funeral was held in the Cathedral of Mn.


    MarcodirectlycedPaolointo the coffin and sent the coffin to the main hall of the church as he was afraid that the devil had almostpleted the transformation.


    Li Mazi and I werent Christians. We didnt enter the main hall as the ceremonycarried on. We just waited outside.


    This church wasthergest Gothic church in the world. Everydetail of this ce looked so solemnand thefollowers inside looked pious. They yedmournful music.


    I pulled Li Maziand askedhim to go outside for fresh air. He didnt want to leaveandenthusiasticallyshowedme the surroundings. Look, the Jesus statue here isnt simrtothe ones in other ces.


    Is it? I thought it was interestingand wentwith him tolook atthe statue of the crucified Jesus.


    Jesus was looking upward. Hislimbs were nailed on the cross,and he had a Roman soldiers silvernce stabbed at his side. Thence emitted cold light that could bewitch peoplesminds.


    The most bizarre thing was that the tip of thence had a beam of uncoagted blood, which looked as if it had just streamed down a human body.


    After the funeral mass was over,Marcowent out. Li Mazi and I said our condolences to him.


    I will inherit my fathers will. I will continue to fight thedevil. However, Im not asgood as him. I dont know what to do next.


    AlthoughMarcohad announced to people that his father died of drowning while swimming, we knew it was the Longquan Vi who had assassinated him.


    Marcohad prepared a huge sum to invite the Bishop and other priests to help us expel the devil. I shook my headand toldhim not to do so.


    Paolo had passed away, soMarcohad to takecare of allof his familys business matters. However, his position in thepany hadnt been stabilized yet. If he createdamess, people with darkandambitious hearts would takethechance to overthrow him and take away the family businessPaolohad been struggling his whole life to build and maintain.


    After listeningto me,Marcoepted my idea,anddispiritedlypulledhis hair.Wehad todirecthis attention by asking him aboutanirrelevant topic.


    What is that spear thing that has blood on it? asked Li Mazi.


    Marcofollowed Li Mazisgaze. He answered weakly, thenloweredhis head again,The Lance of God.


    Marcowasan enthusiasticyoung man.However, since his father suddenlypassedaway, all the burdens had beenid on his shoulders at once. He became flustered and helpless.Thatnight,Marcohad to hold a vigil beside his father in the church. Li Mazi and I stayed with him.


    There were only three of us in thevast church. The lights were switched off, leaving some big candles as the only sources of light. In this dark interior, the most eye-catching thing was the blood on the Lance of God.


    I couldnt control my curiosity. Marco, do you know the origin of the Lance of God?


    When Jesus was crucified by the Romans,the wind roared and roamed the entire city at the moment he died. Dark clouds covered the sky as though God was crying. Three dayster, a Roman soldier wentto check if Jesus was dead or not. Thatsoldier used his spear to stab his side.Blood spurted from the cut, and Jesus opened his eyes again. The Roman soldier wasgreatlyinfluenced, and he became a Christian afterward. Thence that had Jesuss bloodter became the Lance of God or the Spear of Destiny.As Christianity was spreading fast and wide, Jesus graduallybecamethe supremeGod in the hearts of Europeans. Thencebecamethe sacred item held in the Cathedral of Mn. Peoplesaythat no matter what time of the year it is, Jesuss blood on thence will never dry. It protects the entire city of Mn and the people living here. It can explldevils!


    After listening to him, I nodded then closed my eyes.


    That itemisaWestern otherworldlyitem,isntit?