He didn't know what was wrong with him. He had been feeling very unhappy in the past few days, as if he was being pressed by something and couldn't relax.
Maria has been sent by Him to the Romanov Kingdom to tamper with the necessary anchor point for Levin's transmission. Logically speaking, there is no problem. Just wait for her good news, but...
Anatole has always believed in his sixth sense. The last time a similar situation happened to him was during the confrontation with the Odin God System. At that time, the Odin God System launched a sneak attack on the territory of the Apocalypse God System and used the Black Sun to destroy it.
An entire city.
This time, Anatole felt the same way.
He found Nereida and expressed his concerns. After Nereida heard this, she did not respond immediately, but remained silent for a long time: "Anatole, you should understand that this is just your own intuition."
"It's indeed my intuition, but that doesn't mean it won't happen!" Anatole said: "We should notify other churches and be wary of the Church of Truth!"
"So what about vigilance?" Nereida asked: "Can vigilance stop them? If the Church of Truth is determined to launch an attack, the first target they choose is destined to become a victim. Only by finding them
Only after establishing the offensive line can we launch a counterattack."
Anatole choked. He knew that Nereida was right. If it was a war between human kingdoms, the situation could be judged by mobilizing troops. But in the age of magic, the Church of Truth could quietly attack someone.
A sudden attack on a city!
Once the Church of Truth gathers its strength, no city can resist them!
It's useless to be vigilant, not to mention that this is just Anatole's intuition, and he can't provide any substantive evidence.
"Nereida, don't you see the future of an attack by the Church of Truth?"
"I saw it." Nereida said softly: "I saw the Church of Truth attack Berlin, I saw them attack Rome, I saw them attack Paris... So many possibilities, tell me, Anatole,
how do you want to do it?"
There are too many futures, and Nereida has seen too many possibilities. She cannot determine the only possibility and can only provide guidance.
"Didn't you notice it in advance?" Anatole asked curiously: "What did you say when you called Seokula into the room a few days ago?"
Nereida suddenly raised her head, looking as if through the ceiling, looking at the sky of Paris: "Anatole, what I said to Him, I will tell you later, but now... I want to wrong you."
"Grief? What grievance? What are you talking about?" Anatole's face changed: "Nereida, I'm warning you! I hate it when you talk in riddles! What good thing did you do without telling me?!"
"You'll find out soon enough."
Before he finished speaking, a loud roar suddenly exploded in the sky: "Anatole! Get out of here!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Anatole cursed secretly, flew out of the church, and saw the figure suspended in the sky.
Mavi, Yunia, Luca, the three goddesses of fate...
Including Edward, Luo Jin and other extraordinary race leaders, the Church of Truth came out in force and came to Paris!
Seeing so many opponents, Anatole's cheeks twitched slightly and asked sternly: "Is the Church of Truth going to war with the Apocalypse God System?!"
"We are not here to declare war, just..."
"Just what?"
Ma Wei laughed and said, "I see you don't like me, so I'll give you a good beating."
"?"
Before Anatole could react, Mavey asked Levin to take out the Black Madonna, unlock the water mist seal, and summon the Devil's Gate.
Their time is limited. Even with the help of the ancient gods, they cannot delay the other gods for too long. Half an hour is the limit, and it also includes the time to retreat.
To put it simply, it means a quick resolution.
The Devil's Gate emerging from the clouds opened a gap, and it was already open by nearly half. With the sound of the chain breaking, behind the dark door, Belial's will suddenly descended!
A simple and distant breath poured out from his body. After moving his neck, Ma Wei slowly opened his eyes and looked at his hands.
Because the contract requires Mavey to be the leader, Belial did not snatch control of his body this time, but only lent him power to deal with Nereida.
Feeling the surging magic power in his body, Ma Wei has never had such a strange feeling. The magic power is like a rushing river in the rainy season. It flows rapidly in his limbs and is constantly generated. After just a moment of accumulation, he feels like he is going to explode. The flow is endless.
, gushing endlessly.
It was easier to command than the power that Yunia lent him. With his own will driven like an arm, Ma Wei stretched out his hand and took the branches of the World Tree handed over by Levin, triggering the mark of Kungunir, and in the light of countless souls
In the center, traces of Nereida were found.
Countless magical powers merged into the branches of the world tree in his hands, and Kungunir's power was perfectly integrated with the branches, as if the true body had descended, bursting out with astonishing power!
Locking on the core of Nereida's soul, Mavi threw Kungunir. The dark curved spear easily penetrated the sky covering Paris and shattered the magic circle opened by the arrival of the Church of Truth. The church below,
All the clergy, including Faye, were drained of their magic power in an instant and fell to the ground in a faint.
The broken sky curtain scattered countless brilliance, like a mirror bursting. Kungunir, who was not affected, shot at Nereida sitting in the church at a steady speed...
Feeling the terrifying aura carried by Kungunir, Anatole's pupils shrank, and he did not dare to neglect. In a flip of his hand, a black spear of the same size appeared in his hand, and he waved and threw it!
Ding!
Spear tip to spear tip, two black spears stagnated in the air. In an instant, time seemed to stop, but just one second later, the Kungunir thrown by Anatole was full of cracks and exploded to pieces!
Imitations fabricated out of thin air cannot surpass the original body, not to mention that this time Ma Wei not only has the branches of the World Tree, but also has the power of Belial.
This blow has exceeded Anatole's strength!
"Serafina, you bastard!"
Seeing that the Kungunir he had carved was so vulnerable, Anatole almost vomited blood in anger. He put all the blame on Serafina. The Cult of Abundance had a collection of branches of the World Tree,
However, it is obvious that this collection fell into the hands of the Church of Truth...
Become a weapon against them!
The attack was fruitless, and Anatole knew that he could not block the attack. He turned sideways to avoid Kungunir's path, and turned to look at the church below, hoping that Nereida would be safe.
"Hey! That orphan whose parents are dead! Where are you looking at?"
Anatole didn't respond. He didn't even turn his head. He did hear the call, but he didn't think he was calling him.
Even if you know you're calling me, you can't look back!
Wouldn’t it be better to realize that you are an orphan when you look back?
However, the fluctuation coming from behind forced him to turn back. Yunia had already thrown the holy sword into the sky and activated the Holy Sword of Dawn.
"Are you crazy?! This is Paris! Do you want to massacre the city?!"
Anatole screamed strangely.
"No one will die. All losses will be compensated by the Truth Church according to the price." Levin glanced at Wilder, who had activated the immortality field, and muttered in a low voice: "Dino should be furious... Whatever, let's fight first.
Besides, how can you fight without spending money?"
With a flash of golden light, the holy sword fell from the sky. Anatole had nowhere to dodge and could only block it. In an instant, he created countless holy objects to block in front of him, forming a giant shield made of holy objects that covered the sky.
, even so, the giant shield was still torn open by the Holy Sword of Dawn.
A small figure rushed from the gap and came to Anatole in the blink of an eye. Looking at Yunia's raised fist, Anatole's eyes widened: "Don't fight..."
Boom!
The fist that landed on his right eye socket interrupted Anatole's voice. Nowadays, Yunia can perfectly control her power. In the past, her fist could not break through Anatole's defense and could only cause insults.
It's different now...
With one punch, Anatole was beaten until stars appeared in his eyes and his eye sockets were broken.
"You didn't respond when I called you! It's so rude! It's rude to call you! It's rude to call you!"
Junia punched Anatole in the face with each punch, muttering words in her mouth, and each punch could knock Anatole back. Anatole was determined to fight back, but the closer he got to Junia,
His power becomes weaker and weaker, and the weapons he makes cannot even pierce Yunia's skin...
In anger, Anatole finally broke out. He couldn't bear to be beaten in front of the Paris people. He roared and his body began to swell, preparing to use his divine body to deal with Junia, but his body swelled to half...
Luca appeared above His head, raised the lute in his hand, and smashed it down with all his strength!
Boom!
After being hit hard, Anatole suddenly returned to his original size, covering his head and looking at Luca in disbelief. He never thought that this was not a one-on-one fight, but a group fight!
How about one-on-one?
Wheel fighting is also possible!
Junia's fist came from behind again, and Anatole quickly dodged it. Before she could take a breath, Wilder raised his finger, pointed it at his chest, and uttered an obscure word in his mouth.
The aura of death enveloped Anatole. His body was instantly broken and decayed in an instant. The flesh and blood that had lost its vitality turned into ashes and fell. His face was also covered with a layer of death aura. In a few seconds, he could see his sternum exposed and his tight body.
Then the sternum also lost its vitality and died...
His throat was already occupied by the breath of death and he could not speak any words. He glanced at Wilder with a look full of hatred. Anatole looked at the sky. The stars that were originally invisible during the day suddenly shone brightly and gave off a dazzling light.
Countless starlights enveloped Anatole, dispelling the breath of death for him and constantly repairing his body.
Ever since he knew that the astrological magic he created was just some kind of blessing ceremony, Anatole didn't want to use it. But the situation was critical, and he had to borrow the power of the alien god... The alien god was very generous and responded to all requests.
Anatole, who had received the protection of the galaxy, felt confident again. He looked at Luca, Yunia and Wilder and sneered.
"Ah...."
"You laugh so ugly, don't laugh next time."
Snapped!
Mavi, who was passing by and was about to fight Nereida, slapped Anatole in the face with such force that it directly broke his protective galaxy and sent him flying away.
Anatole ran into the Louvre and was stunned by Ma Wei's slap. He finally understood where Yunia learned these unreasonable tricks. The upper beam was not straight and the lower beam was crooked!
Before he could get up, Yunia rushed in along the hole in the roof, and continued to beat him violently before the stars gathered together.
Just when Anatole was being beaten, Nande, the goddess of wealth, came to the Louvre. Looking at the cultural relics and antiques everywhere, she seemed to have discovered a new world. It may also be that the Windsor blood hidden in her body had awakened and started to take it.
Tilde rushed to stop the precious paintings and statues: "Sister, you can't take them! This is robbery!"
"I'm just robbing!" Nande said confidently while holding the famous painting.
"You are the goddess of wealth! How can you rob?"
"Silly sister, if hard work can make you rich, then the richest man in the world should be a donkey. Wealth is meant to steal money from other people's pockets. Some people may look civilized, some may look rough, but in the final analysis they are all robbing."
"But...but..."
Nande said seriously: "Nothing, but take a closer look. Do the threads of fate in these famous paintings point to the Kingdom of Windsor?"
Tilde looked intently and saw that the fate of the babies in the Louvre were all heading towards the Kingdom of Windsor. She was stunned for a moment: "It wasn't like this before..."
"It's because the trajectory of their fate has been changed." Nande pointedly looked at the hole in the roof: "He is guiding, just like before... Don't stand there stupidly, come and help, we need to
Follow destiny's lead!"
"oh oh..."
While moving, Tilde suddenly remembered something: "Sister, just now Archbishop Levine said that all losses will be compensated by the Church of Truth. We moved all these treasures. In the end, don't we still have to pay the bill ourselves?"
"How can Anatole prove that the disappearance of the treasure in the Louvre is related to us?"
"..."
Tilde glanced at the surrounding staff who were completely dumbfounded: "They all saw it..."
"If I find a group of people and say that Anatole looted the London Museum, will Anatole have to pay compensation?" Nande said nonchalantly: "Witnesses are not considered evidence! What's more, they are Parisians! Ignore it!
"
While Nande Tild was busy vacating the Louvre, Anatole was already beaten up on the Champ de Mars by Junia, Luca and Wilder. Anatole was indeed a ruthless god.
, even though he was beaten until his nose was bruised, his face was swollen, his ears and nose were bleeding, but he remained silent and wanted to maintain his majesty in front of the people.
"Your Majesty, please take refuge quickly!"
At the Champs Elysées, the Guards surrounded Napoleon, trying to take him secretly out of Paris through the tunnels to avoid the Church of Truth.
Napoleon stood in front of the window, with his hands behind his back, looking at Anatole being beaten on the Champ de Mars, shaking his head and sighing:
"The First Empire of Bonaparte will be completely disgraced!"