A bunch of noisy discussions in the West City chat group quickly quieted down.
The chat content that pops up occasionally is all about the extraordinary fog.
As for what is in the fog, it seems that no one cares about it.
"Xicheng..."
There was a trace of thought in his eyes.
Lu Yi hasn't even thought about whether he should catch tomorrow's flight to Chang'an Province to see the situation with his own eyes.
In my ears, I heard the emotionless sound of ‘Hubian Encyclopedia’.
[Ding, there are new orders from nearby shopping malls.]
[Ding, if the other party chooses another payment method, it will automatically enter the collection mode in ten seconds.]
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Fifteen minutes ago, Fudu Airport.
Accompanied by the sweet announcement of the stewardess.
Flight ‘MK779’, which took off from Holy Alliance’s Gift City, has begun to taxi slowly along the runway.
When the passenger plane came to a stop and countless passengers began to disembark.
A nun in a white robe stood out among the crowd.
As a flight from the Holy Alliance to Zhuxia, most of the people on this plane were believers of the Holy Alliance's state religion, the Cross Religion.
As the largest religion on Earth, there are many sects within the Cross.
But this nun looks a little weird.
Not only did he not have any sacred objects or emblems worn by Christian clergy.
Even when some devout believers saluted her, they just nodded lightly with a smile.
It is late at night in the mansion at this time.
After leaving the airport terminal hall, there is a bright and colorful neon.
"Is this Zhuxia?"
"The end of Christianity?"
Cast your amber-like shining eyes towards the dazzling Milky Way in the sky.
The nun stood in front of the departure hall and gently opened her arms and took a deep breath.
"Even the air is filled with the smell of freedom."
Perhaps because she took a deep breath too hard, a dizzying wave suddenly appeared on the nun's body.
After a long time, he blinked his long eyelashes and revealed a joyful smile.
"When I get rid of those annoying little bugs...I will be truly free!"
……
Just when the nun opened her arms and seemed to embrace the whole world.
In the Yiliang box truck in the distance, two Caucasian men looked at the surveillance images in their hands with serious expressions.
"It's her!"
"Osha Clifford...the apostate who single-handedly destroyed the Ancient Monastery of Constantine eleven hours ago!"
As the person on the left said these words.
The man sitting next to him suddenly changed his expression.
"The tribute knight hasn't come yet, don't mention her name!"
After nervously glancing at Osha who seemed to be quietly waiting for a taxi in the camera, the man continued:
"She has received divine grace. Any gaze or mention of her name from a certain distance will be noticed by her!"
"Let's follow her quietly first!"
"Wait until the tribute knights arrive before taking action!"
The two of them deliberately lowered their voices.
In the distance, Osha had successfully waited for the car and got in gracefully.
Immediately afterwards, the black box train started quietly.
Start tracking from a distance of hundreds of meters.
……
Maybe it’s the gentle smile on the nun’s face, or maybe her rough waves are too eye-catching.
Along the way, the talkative taxi driver kept talking.
Facing the hospitable driver, Osha always responds softly at just the right place.
When the taxi gradually left the airport area and began to enter the slightly dark highway.
A nun in white robe took the initiative to talk to the driver for the first time.
"My dear friend, please stop the car."
"..."
"What?"
There was a flash of astonishment in his eyes, and the driver instinctively shook his head.
"This is a highway, you can't stop..."
The last word "car" has not been finished yet.
The driver saw an incredible miracle in the rearview mirror, like a movie in Mainland China.
The nun in white robe has an elegant smile, just like the legendary giant.
With one punch, his precious car was driven away.
The entire roof of the taxi was lifted and thrown away.
"WTF?"
Stunned, an even more magical scene appeared in the driver's eyes.
Then there was a loud "boom" from behind.
The white-robed nun soon had a rather terrifying toy in her hands.
...a rocket that is still spewing hot tail flames.
At this moment, the driver can clearly feel,
The car was accelerated a little.
"So, please stop the car."
The bright and gentle smile on his face remains unchanged.
The sound coming from the nun's mouth sent chills all over the driver's body.
"I can't guarantee that I can catch the next shot."
"..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the roofless taxi stopped with a harsh and unpleasant brake sound.
When he got out of the car and ran towards the bushes outside the highway, the driver did not forget to let out a roar.
"If you dare to cause trouble in Zhuxia, just wait!!!!"
"..."
The driver fled into the bushes and disappeared without a trace.
Osha, who was dressed in a white robe, threw aside the rocket whose tail flame was gradually dimming, and then looked into the depths of the dark highway.
At this time, there were seven or eight black box trucks on the entire highway.
Countless figures armed with various light weapons were already approaching her with vigorous steps.
There was no persuasion to surrender, no dialogue, and no communication.
It's like countless brilliant fire snakes dancing together.
The side of the white-robed nun was immediately shrouded in a dense rain of bullets.
"It is indeed my passionate motherland!"
Taking small steps that are extremely elegant.
The white-robed nun did not change her pace, and walked forward facing the rain of bullets that could break anything into sieves.
There is no intention to avoid it.
Bullets that could easily penetrate the steel plate seemed to hit an invisible barrier in front of her.
There is no way to cause any harm to her.
From his mouth, there was even a soft laughter.
"Sangong, you are hiding in the dark...do you expect these little guys to use their toys to consume some of my divine power?"
"..."
The laughter fell, and the dense rain of bullets also stopped.
In the darkness in the distance, an extremely cold voice gradually came out along with heavy footsteps.
"Osha Clifford!"
"In the name of my Lord, your journey ends here!"
"As an apostate, you are not qualified to...have the gift of our Lord anymore."
As the sound gradually came out.
A knight in silver plate armor was already holding a gleaming two-handed sword, standing under the bright street lamp.
"A gift from God?"
He blinked at Shan Gong, who had a hint of black under his visor.
Osha's next words made everyone present look angry.
"If this is really a gift from God."
"Then, as an apostate, why am I stronger than all the knights in the Papal Hall...?"