Archbishop Rowell looked at the gentle young man in front of him, and he was so angry that he almost cursed out loud.
How can I have such a big faith prism?!
Where have you been hiding?
After the brain of the over-100-year-old Uncle Luo short-circuited for a moment, he regained consciousness in a very short period of time. His strong figure rushed out into the distance with a sound, and he looked at the young man in front of him solemnly.
Inadvertently, I glanced at the huge hole in the ground.
A high-level professional... no, a legend, probably from the legal system, but with a minor in agility or acceleration.
Even I didn't react immediately, and I still completed such a powerful blow in a short period of time.
Who is this person?
Black hair, black eyes... Such obvious features, why have I never heard of anyone who looks similar to him?
Did he have premeditated this action?
Archbishop Lowell is wearing a fierce white robe, and his bulging muscles bulge out the evangelical robe that could have been used as a blanket. He has his face covered with light to look at his chest, which makes him look like a male mother.
A white beard stretches down to his neck, his bald head is shiny, and his eyes are as sharp as a knife.
"Thump, thump..."
As soon as he pulled away, Rowell heard the sound of bodies falling to the ground behind him.
The inspiration mixed with faith and spirit was taken away by the faith prism, and was destroyed invisibly in an instant. This group of high-level believers, who accounted for about a quarter of the entire Eternal Fire, suddenly lost all their strength, and each one seemed to be trying to
After completing seven days and seven nights of multi-person sports, and managing time perfectly to every minute and every second, like a master, the hall was dark, his eyes were red and swollen, and he fainted on the spot with a dull gaze.
Han Baiyi, who had just landed, looked behind him and then at the panel that had just sounded a prompt.
【Inspiration+26891】
There was still a smile on his face.
He turned his head and looked at Uncle Rowello who had jumped far away: "Is this the Church of Eternal Fire?"
"It just so happens that I have something to ask you for."
Han Baiyi showed a standard business smile, and his eyes swept around, roughly confirming the effect of what he just did.
Getting lost is of course an excuse.
With Han Baiyi's current mental strength, he could easily go out for dozens of kilometers and dozens of meters underground, and it really wouldn't be possible to imprison him.
Just when he was just looking for a way out, he suddenly remembered that the little fire goddess owed him something.
He had previously pushed the Little Fire Goddess to the ground and rubbed her hard. After confirming his position on top, he did not let the Little Fire Goddess go unconditionally.
The two conditions raised at that time were not too complicated:
【1.Explain the principles of creation of gods】
[2. Increase efforts to expel sorceresses, alien races, witchers and other non-human creatures]
The first point is to create gods.
The second point is to increase the number of objects that the Capital Order can unite and trade with, and to attract dwarves, elves and other intelligent alien races that can produce special products, in order to allow Vizima to surpass Novigrad and become the number one commercial power in the mainland.
The city prepares.
It's better now. I don't know if the little fire goddess has seen through his thoughts, or she simply doesn't want him to do whatever he wants. These days, the entire Redania culture of expelling foreign races has weakened a lot. Although violent expulsions still exist,
However, the frequency of the Eternal Fire Church's outings is much lower than in previous months.
Even the Eternal Fire Pope who frequently appeared in the streets and alleys to preach and gather believers rarely appeared on the streets. He had been living in the Novigrad Cathedral for quite some time.
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer non-human races migrating to Vizima City, Han Baiyi felt that he needed to talk to the Little Fire Goddess.
Use a more physical approach.
"Wait a minute!?" Archbishop Rowell, who was standing not far in front of Han Baiyi, looked at him. His drooping eyelids suddenly widened and he stared at Xili, "Silver hair and blue eyes, and there are horizontal lines on the left side of his face.
Scar, holding a long sword in his hand! You, you are from that heretical sect..."
Having said this, Archbishop Rowell turned his head in disbelief and looked at the man who took the leading position among the three.
"If she is the heretic pope, then this man..."
"gentlemen?"
Xili bowed slightly in the direction of Han Baiyi, and looked at the other side of Han Baiyi with some fear - the man with the goat's head.
Han Baiyi waved his hand and said it was okay, and raised his chin to the devil with the goat's head next to him.
"Two dogs."
The two dogs, which had the head of a goat, a strong body, a pair of cow hooves, and a thin tail swinging behind them, bowed slightly in the direction of Han Baiyi.
"Catch them alive."
Han Baiyi's tone was calm.
"I obey your orders, sir."
Ergou bowed his head humbly, this demon was already a little scared by Han Baiyi's methods.
In all his years of living, this is the first time he has seen a demon that can break it down piece by piece.
Simply devilish!
Then, Ergou, who was submissive in front of Han Baiyi, raised his head and looked at Archbishop Rowell with a ferocious expression.
"boom--"
The huge ox's hooves suddenly stepped on the marble floor, and the hard stone slab fell apart like crushed tofu under this foot.
Ergou, who was two and a half meters tall, disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already very close to Archbishop Lowell.
Rowell felt a flash before his eyes, and the monster with goat horns immediately stood in front of him, revealing its ugly and ferocious smile.
The sheep's eyes widened and saliva splashed everywhere.
"Boom!"
A fist as big as a casserole was thrown forward. Archbishop Lowell, who was stronger than Gandalf, couldn't even resist. With just one punch, the two dogs flew up and broke several church support columns.
Finally, it crashed into the thick gray stone wall.
"vomit."
After rolling down the wall in embarrassment, Rowell vomited a mouthful of blood.
However, a ferocious smile appeared on his face.
A severed arm was thrown away with a plop in his hand.
Only then did Ergou look down at the fist he had just punched.
——The entire arm was torn apart from the elbow, and the forearm was completely torn off, including the skin and flesh, exposing the white bone stubble.
However, there was no fear on Ergou's face. His thick and long scarlet tongue swept around the edge of the sheep's mouth with saliva, tasting the splattered blood.
"tasty!"
The voice was low and hoarse, but the smile on that sheep's face grew stronger.
"Your blood tastes very good."
"Human."
As soon as he finished speaking, two dogs rushed out instantly, and the whole demon rushed away as if going crazy.
At the same time, Archbishop Lowell gritted his teeth and quickly read the holy book, then forcibly pulled out the spiked bone club from the severed arm, roared and rushed towards the two dogs.
"Charge of Light!"
In an instant, the barbed bone rod tore through the air and stabbed straight towards Ergou's chest.
However, Ergou, who had been acting recklessly like a savage just now, suddenly dodged the bone spurs like a fish, and a trace of malice appeared on his ugly goat-like face.
smile.
trick.
His madness and recklessness are all fake.
He is lying to me!
At the moment of intersection, Archbishop Rowell understood this instantly, and unspeakable anger surged in his heart.
The magic that had been stored in his hand for a long time was instantly activated.
“Blinding by justice!”
The bone stick that just looked like it was stabbing straight forward suddenly exploded, and in front of Ergou who showed a ferocious smile, a ball of brilliant holy light that could blind people instantly from a distance of 200 meters exploded.
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The holy light exudes the warmth of justice.
Archbishop Rowell, who covered his eyes with his sleeves, had a solemn expression. He threw off his robe and took out a calf-bone-long green short knife from somewhere. The blade was almost purple-green.
"Uh ah ah..."
Ergou covered his eyes and struggled to keep standing on the spot, with black blood oozing out between his fingers, and his steps were trembling.
Rowell threw away the short knife with a serious look on his face, walked slowly towards the direction of the devil, and stated in a low voice:
"The flame of hope must never be tarnished by heresy - only by being more evil than the evildoers can we win and win our flame."
"Death, devil!"
"Drink!"
Rowell raised his dagger, which was absolutely quenched with poison, and roared loudly. His steps were extremely fast, and every step that landed on the ground was like a drum, making a loud vibration.
"Priest Charge!"
The two dogs still covered their eyes. When they heard Rowell's roar, they straightened up with difficulty and tried to observe the other party's position, but they had to close their eyes because of their blindness.
The gravel was flying, the wind was howling, and the two extremely strong men were like two mountain peaks. The distance between Rowell and him shortened rapidly, and his ears were almost filled with dense explosions.
Until the moment when Rowell thrust out the blade.
"Go to hell!"
Ergou, who was covering his eyes, suddenly let go, and his strong one-arm suddenly swung out like a sledgehammer. Several deep blood pits were dug out on his protruding goat-like face. Although his eyes were still a little blurry, they were
Capture everything in front of you.
In just a few tenths of a second, Rowell showed a sad look on his face, which he didn't know whether it was regret, sadness, or lamenting that people's hearts are not as old as they used to be, and there are too many tricks.
The arm like a long hammer was swung down from mid-air. It was obviously much longer than Rowell, who was more than 1.9 meters tall and held a poisonous dog-legged knife in his hand.
Time freezes at this moment.
"boom---"
The rubble exploded, dense dust exploded in front of Ergou, and all the smoke overwhelmed the scene in front of him. The unmatched impact carried the fragile air and flew forward dozens of meters, blasting the church hall with thick walls.
Open a big hole big enough for a carriage to travel with.
That was a blow that completely condensed Ergou's entire strength.
However, behind Ergou, there is an equally strong bald brother.
In his hand, a short greenish-purple knife as long as a calf was inserted deep into Ergou's left kidney, and then passed out from the abdomen, spilling black blood with a hint of purple in it.
"Ahem... vomit."
Ergou Yang opened his mouth wide and spit out a mouthful of purple blood. The poison quickly spread throughout his body. He took a deep breath and said with difficulty:
"Flash of light, kidney attack... poisonous extraction."
"You are despicable."
Archbishop Lowell pulled out his dagger, suddenly lifted his knee from behind and hit Ergou's crotch with his knee. While he was kneeling on the ground, he stabbed him several more times.
"Punish the villains in the worst possible way, this is my justice."
"You damn devil, are you worthy of discussing rules with me, an upright Discipline Priest?"