"Mr. Minister, you'd better retreat first, lest I accidentally hurt you later." After hearing this, Wilmis quickly retreated to the helicopter without saying a word, pulled out the pistol from his waist, and watched nervously.
Mutants in the sky. As the flying mutants arrived, Clay gave an order. Soon, a group of white-robed priests took out a bottle filled with water from their arms and opened the cap.
"Do it." As Clay's words fell, a group of white-robed priests found the right opportunity and sprinkled the holy water in the bottle. However, what surprised them was that when the holy water fell on the mutants,
The other party didn't respond at all. Seeing this, Clay's expression changed and he asked in surprise: "How could this happen?"
"You're so stupid." In the sky not far away, a young man and an old man stood side by side. Looking at the battle on the tall building, the young man couldn't help but say. The old man rolled his eyes at the young man and said: "
You boy, Cheng Guodong and the others asked you to go with them, they insist on dragging my old man here." Leng Xuan smiled slightly and said: "Anyway, you have nothing to do, why don't you come and see me." Long Lingzi said angrily: "What's the point?
How insightful? Didn’t you just say that, a bunch of idiots, with their little brains, they will lose their lives sooner or later." Leng Xuan smiled and said nothing. The reason why he just scolded Clay and the others for being stupid was,
It's because their countermeasures are so stupid. Leng Xuan has heard about holy water, but that kind of thing is only effective against evil things, and these mutants are just mutations of human beings, not evil things. So what about the saint?
It might work. He didn't even expect this, and Leng Xuan was really disappointed with Clay.
While thinking about it, the battle on the tall building was still going on. Seeing that the holy water had no effect, Clay immediately held the cross around his neck and recited this verse from the Bible. As he recited, he saw a figure appear under his feet.
A golden pattern, and then, a holy light surged out from the pattern, covering the entire top of the tall building.
A moment later, many cross-shaped spikes suddenly emerged from the holy light, flying into the sky. Wherever the spikes passed, they brought up bursts of blood rain, and dozens of mutated...
All the flying people were pierced by spikes and fell from the sky. However, such a big movement immediately attracted the attention of mutants in other places. For a while, a large number of people appeared on the tops of various tall buildings in the city.
There were hundreds of flying mutants. At this moment, those mutants were all flying towards the top floor where Clay was. Facing so many mutants, Wilmis's face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't bear it.
He urged: "Your Majesty Bishop, destroy them quickly." Hearing his cry, Clay turned around with an ugly expression and said: "Let's go back first." Wilmis was startled and said: "Your Majesty Bishop, you are not
Do you want to come and kill them?" Clay said solemnly: "The strength of these mutants is beyond our expectations, and we need to make another plan." After a pause, he continued: "I just came here today to test it out.
Given their strength, let them live for a few more days before leaving!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he got on the helicopter first. When Wilmis saw this, his expression changed slightly, and he wanted to say something more, but in the end he didn't.