He wiped his hand across the Bible's cover, and the four characters [Super Bible] shifted, turning into just two: [Truth].
"You…"
Only then did Powell realize that the priest standing in front of him was not some frail, harmless pushover.
"Go back inside."
"Uh…"
Powell ground his teeth, then went back into his house without looking back.
The armed Cultists weren't planning to argue theology with this priest who'd stepped over the line. One guy in the lead truck just grabbed his rifle and pulled the trigger at New Dynasty Elegance.
Bang bang!
A believer hiding at home and peeking through the window couldn't help sighing.
"He's done for!"
"Ah… what a pity, he's a good man."
People have morals. Even if they've joined a cult, whether actively or passively, deep down they still know what's right and what's wrong; they're just trapped by the collective and don't dare show it.
