Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Four: Humans Have Limits
"No. 22, tell everyone that we are retreating." After a moment of silence, No. 2 looked at No. 22 and said.
"Yes." No. 22 nodded, and then released his body's suppression of the void power. In just a few dozen seconds, the upper body of No. 22 turned into a tall tower of flesh and blood, and at the top of the tower
There is also a huge eye staring at the sky.
A very special void frequency was released from the body of No. 22, and soon enveloped all the Guiji believers in this prison.
"Everyone, prepare to retreat!"
As soon as No. 22 finished speaking, an extremely powerful spiritual impact appeared out of thin air, and with the help of No. 22's void network, it instantly enveloped the minds of all Guiji believers.
"Bang!!" No. 22's head instantly expanded and exploded. This sudden mental shock disrupted the brains of all Guiji believers who were connecting to the void network. It was rampaging through the spiritual world, and it turned out to be
In a short period of time, the senses of all the Guiji believers were connected together.
No. 22's brain couldn't bear such a huge load at all, and it exploded in an instant. At the same time, all the Guiji believers connected to No. 22 were also wiped out.
At this time, the Pope's body appeared in front of No. 2 and No. 5. He looked at No. 22's body collapsed on the ground with some surprise. He did not expect that the mental shock effect of the shot he casually threw was actually
It would be so good.
If he knew that his mental shock not only killed No. 22, but also killed all the Guiji believers connected to No. 22, I don't know what he would think.
"You actually released him..." After looking at No. 22, the Pope turned to look at the 'cell' behind No. 2, and said with a rather serious expression.
"..." No. 2 and No. 5 looked at the Pope who appeared in front of them with gloomy expressions. Obviously, they did not expect that the other party would come so quickly. What they also did not expect was that the Pope appeared in front of them.
The mental shock killed everyone in their operation.
"Hey, No. 2, the two of us can't beat this old guy. Isn't the Archbishop awake yet?" A mouth grew out of the palm of No. 5's right hand hidden behind his back, vibrating No. 2's eardrum remotely.
No. 2 did not have No. 5's ability to remotely vibrate other people's eardrums. He glanced at No. 5 and did not make any response.
"It seems that you are not going to capture them without hesitation." The Pope looked at the two silent people in front of him, and a large number of resentful souls gradually emerged behind him.
An almost mountain-like aura rose from behind the Pope, scaring No. 2 and No. 5 so much that their faces turned green. However, just when they were almost out of breath under this aura, a coldness filled them with destruction.
The breath rose from behind the two of them.
I saw that the 'cell' that No. 2 was holding behind him had been pushed open from the inside at some point, and in the 'cell', there was a fog-like blood-red flesh mass that looked like a fog but not a fog.
Floated from it.
"￥%...&**&...%" This brain-shaped fog squirmed after emerging from the 'cell'.
"???" Almost everyone present looked at the floating brain with puzzled faces, not knowing what he was talking about.
"..." After a moment of silence, Archbishop Angus squirmed again and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't spoken for a long time. I'm not used to it."
"I thought that was some kind of spell just now..." No. 5 thought with a confused look on his face.
Angus didn't care what No. 5 thought. He was floating in the air, as if he was stretching his body (who knows how they could tell that he was stretching), and said: "The fresh air is so good, oh, I smell it."
No air, sorry."
"..." Everyone continued to be silent.
"Your cold joke is not funny at all." The Pope sneered and looked at the brain in front of him and said: "The founder of Guiji Sect, the monster who abandoned his body, Archbishop Angus, I didn't expect that you have been imprisoned for three hundred years.
It’s been years and he’s still alive.”
"The void has changed my body. I can continue to live for even ten thousand years, let alone three hundred years." Archbishop Angus said after hearing the Pope's words.
He looked carefully at the resentful soul behind the pope, as if recalling some distant memory, and said, "Are you the pope of this generation's Macronis?"
"..." Frowning, the Pope said: "Don't you know me? I heard that although you are imprisoned, you are still able to influence the operation of Guiji Sect and have been secretly using a
Issue orders as the identity of the number..."
"Um?"
This time it was Angus' turn to be confused. He stretched out a tentacle from his body with a confused look on his face, scratched the back of his head, and said: "How come I don't know about this... ah
, I remembered it!”
The mist on Angus's body suddenly accelerated, and soon, words came out of his mouth one after another: "Ayem, Inami, Yorick...Interesting, this is
'My' memories of the past three hundred years?"
Every time Angus said a name, the expression on the pope's face would change. He had heard of both the names Ayem and Inami, because they were recorded in the Cathedral of Manulife Sam, respectively.
They are the names of people from two hundred and eighty years ago and one hundred and twenty years ago. The most terrifying thing is that they are all well-known bishops of the Macro Sam Cult!
Coupled with the last Yorick and the last words spoken by Angus, the Pope couldn't help but have a creepy thought in his mind.
"Have you been lurking in the cathedral disguised as a human being for the past three hundred years?"
Everything is connected, everything is connected. Why is it that even after Angus, the most powerful archbishop of the Guiji Sect, was arrested, the kingdom was still unable to eradicate this huge cult organization.
The reason why after Angus was captured, there was still a so-called Number One to send instructions to all the Guiji Cultists, and why in the past three hundred years, the Guiji Cult has not only not weakened, but has grown in size.
"How did you do it?" The Pope looked at Angus with a cold expression and asked. No matter what, he would never let the archbishop go today!
"Haha, human thinking and ability have limits, so you can't understand my method. For me, it is not difficult to project consciousness..." Archbishop Angus
He said in a voice that sounded a bit like tax evasion.
"I don't want to fight you." After a pause, Angus continued: "Although it is projected, I am indeed Yorick. We are friends, aren't we?"
"Look at what I look like now, how powerful, how... beautiful, the mortal body has its limits, you should be aware of this." Angus looked at the Pope, looking at his
An aging body.
"His Majesty Pope Mathis Gordon, I hereby formally invite you to become one of us and a friend." Angus said with a voice full of temptation.
"Haha..." After hearing what Angus said, the Pope smiled bitterly and subconsciously touched his back with his hand. Angus was right, he was just a teenager now.
An elderly person who can jump up to his waist if he jumps from a height of several meters.
He could hear the sincerity in Angus's words, and if he agreed to him, he would definitely be able to get rid of this old body.
"But, I refuse." The pope said with a strange light in his eyes and his eyes were bright.
"Rejected..." The mist on Angus's body surged, and the momentum expanded more and more, and he said: