Pet King
chapter-1500

A strange thing happened.

Father yang had no doubt about the power of the prayer. The prayer could make their voices reach the heavens, but he did not know how the Saints in heaven would respond after hearing the prayer, and how the sacred exorcism object passed down 800 years ago would help them.

Today, he and several other gray-robed men were still gathered in the company's basement, praying devoutly. They didn't care how long the prayer would last, and they firmly believed that the Saint would not abandon the city named after him.

They sat around the statue and silently chanted the prayer over and over again. The basement was silent except for the buzzing of their prayers.

Someone cried out in alarm, and the others woke up from their prayers. At first, they didn't know what had happened, but when they followed the line of sight of the person who cried out, they saw an unbelievable scene.

The statues of the Saint and the wolf had undergone subtle changes.

Originally, the Sage's hands, feet, and under his left rib each had a light red round hole-shaped scar, which meant that he had been blessed with five stigmas by God.

The statue faithfully restored the five stigmas.

Putting aside its demeanour, the wolf was just an ordinary gray wolf in terms of appearance.

At this time, the Sage's five stigmas were fading and disappearing, but five faint red lines suddenly appeared in the air. They extended horizontally from the Sage's palm, foot, and under his left rib, connecting with the gray wolf's four feet and left rib.

When the five marks on the saint's statue completely disappeared, the Wolf's four feet and ribs perfectly replicated the five marks. The red line in the air also faded and disappeared, as if the five marks had been transferred from the saint's statue to the Wolf's statue.

Everyone stared at this strange phenomenon that they had never heard of before, their heads full of cold sweat, their hearts full of shock and fear. They wanted to ask others for help, hoping that others could tell them what had happened, but everyone's expression was the same, even the oldest man in gray.

Then, the eyes of the Gray Wolf statue suddenly moved.

That's right, the eyes of the Gray Wolf statue moved.

At first, everyone thought it was an illusion caused by the changing light and shadow. However, there was no natural light in the basement, and the lighting was completely artificial. At this time, the light was stable and there was no flashing, so how could there be a change in light and shadow?

Seeing this scene, even the gray-robed man, who had the most firm belief, couldn't help but tremble.

What had their devout prayers summoned?

Before they could react, the statue of the gray wolf blurred for a short time. Then, a gray shadow separated from the statue and quickly floated to the elevator like invisible smoke. There were five deep red dots in the smoke, drawing five phantom-like red lines.

As the gray shadow's speed was too astonishing, they could barely make out that the gray shadow looked like a four-legged animal.

After entering the elevator, the gray shadow directly rose into the air and floated up through the ventilation window at the top of the elevator.

Father yang, who was young and strong, was the first to react. Without discussing with the other gray-robed men, he ran into the elevator and pressed the button on the first floor. No matter what it was, he had to see it.

Before the elevator door closed, he took one last look at the gray wolf statue.

For some unknown reason, the statue's appearance had not changed at all from before, but it gave him the feeling that it had lost its soul, and was no longer as vivid as before.

The other grey-robed men were still immersed in fear and shock.

Ding! Ding!

The elevator stopped on the first floor. Father yang did not wait for the elevator door to fully open before squeezing out from the gap.

"Where did it go?" He shouted at the female receptionist at the front desk,"do you see that gray shadow?"

On the first floor, there were a few ordinary people who came to the trading company to discuss business. They stared at him as if he was a lunatic, but he couldn't care less.

One of the female receptionists pointed at the door and said,"I think I saw ..."

Without waiting for her to finish, father yang rushed out of the door.

"What the hell?"

The vagrant who was basking in the sun scratched his belly and shook his head with a confused look. The next second, his dirty collar was grabbed by father yang.

"Did something run past?" Father yang shook the Tramp and shouted.

The vagrant recognized father yang because father yang had once given him $20. Such a generous person was rare nowadays.

He grinned."Do you want my thanks or my answer?"

Father yang took out his wallet, and without even counting, he randomly pulled out a few banknotes and threw them out,"say it!"

The Tramp pointed to the right."Over there!" God knows what the hell flew past me. It was like a ghost or a shadow, and I was shocked. But if I can get money every time, I'm willing to let anything fly past me, no matter if it's a damn ghost or something else ..."

Father yang didn't listen to his long-winded words at the back. He ran to the right. His leather shoes, which were not suitable for running, stepped on the road, shaking his feet numb.

The homeless man bowed in joy. Last time, he had struggled between a haircut and a red-light district. In the end, he chose a haircut and a full stomach. After all, only by staying warm could one think about desire. It seemed that God had taken care of him recently and sent him money again. This time, he didn't have to choose. He would go straight to the red-light district.

"What the hell? Which country's money is this?"

When he picked up the pink note and looked at the unfamiliar old man's face, his face became distorted, feeling that this deal was a loss.

Father Yang ran aimlessly for a while. As he ran, he looked around with his eyes wide open, trying to find traces of the gray shadow. He was almost hit by a car, but he did not see anything. Looking for a ghost-like gray shadow in the chaotic and complicated modern city was simply a fantasy.

However, he did not give up. He continued to run forward until he was blocked by the wedding crowd. He looked up and saw Grace Cathedral in front of him.

"Did you see ... Some kind of grey shadow? Or something like smoke?" He rudely asked a tourist.

"Baka!" The tourist smacked his hand away and turned to leave angrily.

He then pulled a few other tourists and locals, but they either didn't understand English or looked at him as if he was a lunatic.

It was not a good idea to keep searching blindly. The gray shadow might not have run in a straight line, but had turned around and never arrived at Grace Cathedral. However, he did not want to give up. If he gave up now, this mystery would haunt him for the rest of his life.

Zhang Zian's appearance interrupted his search.

He did not want to lie, but he did not know how to explain what had just happened, nor why he had come to grace Cathedral.

The third volume of the physical book had already been officially released. Those who were interested could go and buy it. The V Group would still hold a book gifting event, but the time was not set yet.