After working hard all night, the nun didn't know that many things were happening in the outside world. She just knew that the Black Order would soon know about the sinking of the Nautilus and the failure of Grant and his team's operation.
Next time, maybe it won't be as simple as a few battle sisters... After all, she also carries the Holy Relic of Reversal, and even one of the Order's crystals, [God-killing Armor]. How could the Order let her go so easily?
Thinking of this, Lamias suddenly woke up, and then felt an inexplicable discomfort.
Since the Order clearly knows that it is carrying the Holy Relic of Reversal and the important [God-killing Armor], even if it is determined to arrest itself, shouldn't it be more careful so that there are no surprises in the process?
Once this idea was opened, Lamias couldn't help but assume the role of the Grant Order.
If it were her, and she was just dispatching with six Battle Sisters, and the opponent was the [Losing Armor], she would definitely not reveal her intentions so early. She would definitely take people aboard the Nautilus first, and then in Xu Xutu
First, collect the Holy Relic of Reversal, control the armor, and finally control the person.
But Sister Grant had directly exposed her intentions from the beginning... so she expected that she wouldn't resist at all?
She is the instructor of the entire Sisters of Battle, how could she make such a low-level mistake?
"She wants me to resist!" Lamias took a deep breath. The birth of this thought was the source of the discomfort in her heart at this time.
The religious order has not given up on itself. Perhaps the old school has been under tremendous pressure and is not allowed to use this method... No, the attitude of the old school is already obvious. This may be just Sister Grant's private behavior.
Thinking of this, the huge guilt in her heart made Lamias instantly overturn her plan to go to the manor... She hurriedly packed up everything, then got on the motorcycle and ran towards the cliff as fast as possible.
go.
Although Father Stella was crazy, he only knocked down the six battle nuns, not killed them... Lamia thought of her past friendship, so she just stripped off their [Anti-Cross of Fear] and placed them there.
On the back of a rock on the cliff.
But when the motorcycle reached the cliff, Lamias didn't notice the six battle nuns... probably they had already left after waking up.
She looked at the location where the Nautilus was sunk by Father Stella, gritted her teeth, put on a set of [Fear Reverse Cross], and began to search the nearby waters.
But she only found the Nautilus broken into two parts on the seabed, but there was no trace of Sister Grant... Father Stella just shot her down, but Sister Grant was wearing armor at the time, and even if she sank to the bottom of the sea, the fish would not be there.
It is impossible to bite through the armor's defense. Even if the person dies, the body should still be there.
Lamias was slightly relieved when she failed to find Sister Grant. Just when she was about to return and make long-term plans, she discovered a cave under the cliff and covered by a group of rocks.
She subconsciously flew into the cave, but found nothing... Shaking her head, Lamias really didn't know what Sister Grant's current situation was.
"I can only remember this feeling, but I will never go back to the monastery now..."
Having made up her mind, Lamias temporarily put aside these distracting thoughts and headed towards the mysterious manor on the outskirts.
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How long will it take to cross the ocean, cover the territory of several inland countries, and finally return to the Holy City?
Jennifer Angel didn't even have time to calculate these...because its remaining power was about to disappear. The mysterious man in the dress had taken over Jennifer Angel's power and already touched its origin.
When the origin is damaged to this extent, I am afraid that only by returning to the Kingdom of Heaven and immersing in the Holy Pool of the Kingdom of Heaven can it be repaired.
Fortunately, before Angel Jennifer's power was about to sink to the bottom and run out, she successfully returned to the four-winged angel of Hamale!
At this time, Angel Hamale was discussing with the other two descending angels and the Pope of the Holy Church. A total of five angels descended this time, headed by Hamale. As for the other four angels, including Jennifer, they all descended.
The third-level two-winged angels are just as good as the lowest-ranking angels of the middle and third-level in terms of their standing. They are the elites of the Heavenly Kingdom Exploration Corps.
But Angel Jennifer had just arrived when her body rushed in directly from the window, and then fell to the floor of the room.
After that, a faint ball of light floated out from the woman's body, and the light was so weak that it seemed like it would go out at any time.
The Pope was immediately shocked, "Lord Hamale, what is this?"
At this time, Lord Hamale's face was terrifyingly calm. He stretched out his hand and inserted the weak light into the palm of his hand, then closed his eyes. After a while, Angel Hamale opened his eyes with an angry look.
The two descending angels were already impatient. Seeing Hamale open his arms, they hurriedly stepped forward.
Hamale waved his hand and sank the origin representing Jennifer's angel into his body, and then said in a deep voice: "They were in trouble, and Phils failed to come back. Jennifer has used her last consciousness to tell what happened.
Don't worry, after I return, I will apply to send Jennifer's origin to the holy pool for restoration. It's a pity that Phils may not come back again."
"Fiers and Jennifer went out to bring back the holy relic... what terrible enemy did they encounter?" Another male descending angel said with an ugly face at this time.
Phils was defeated and Jennifer returned desperately. This incident has sounded a dangerous alarm bell for this extremely descending angel. This sub-world has terrible opponents that can threaten or even kill them.
"A mysterious man." Hamale already knew what happened when he shared Jennifer's spiritual consciousness... After saying that, Angel Hamale looked towards the Pope and said coldly: "Unexpectedly,
The former warden of the Divine Mighty Prison has actually degenerated into a terrible blasphemer, and to be able to cultivate such a level of heresy, you are really worthy of being the Pope!"
The matter of Phils and Angel Jennifer was not yet clear, and the two descending angels immediately alarmed Master Hamale again by his words.
They naturally know what the blasphemers are... They are a group of people who have no opposing beliefs at all, who deny the existence of beliefs from the bottom of their hearts, and are even terrifying heretics who are immune to attacks by holy power!
Being immune to the holy power is equivalent to being immune to the attacks of most angels. To deal with such blasphemers, one can only rely solely on physical attacks... Blasphemers are the most difficult to deal with among many heretics.
"What?" The Pope's face changed slightly at this moment, "Stella is a blasphemer? This is impossible... Thirty years ago, Stella's holy power was comparable to that group of century-old ascetics in the forbidden area of the Holy Church.
, the purity of its holy power is incomparable even to petitioners, he...how can he be a blasphemer?"
"Hmph." Master Hamale snorted coldly, "So, you are saying that the information Jennifer Angel desperately brought back is wrong, right?"
"No." The Pope shook his head, lowered his head and said, "I just feel that something is fishy at this time... Lord Hamale, can you give me some time to investigate thoroughly?"
"No need." Lord Hamale waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Once the blasphemers are discovered, they must be eliminated as soon as possible! The blasphemers are like the plague, able to infect other people as quickly as possible.
!I absolutely cannot allow the source of this disaster to develop freely outside!"
"Paladin Vasco should still be here at this time. Please allow me to contact him and ask for details." The Pope said carefully.
"I said, no need." Lord Hamale waved his hand, and then said in a deep voice: "Pope, please summon all the current paladins and priests in the Holy City immediately! I want to go to Britain... now!"
The pope has left... As a pope with faith, he has no choice but the willpower of the messenger from heaven simply does not allow him to go against these.
"Sir, you actually have to use most of the power of the Holy Church..." The male descending angel said with some surprise: "Could it be that the enemies Phils and Jennifer encountered are really so powerful...in this world?"
"It's the Void Demon." Hamalie said solemnly at this moment: "Stella, you have raised a Void Demon!"
"Surprisingly..." The faces of the two descending angels changed dramatically.
Lord Hamale waved his hand and said: "Okay, you go and prepare for now. Once the church's body is assembled, we will set off immediately!"
"yes……"
His thoughts changed rapidly, but at this time the two descending angels did not obey the order and left.
Hamale was alone in the room, but at this time, in addition to the angry look on his eyebrows, there was even a hint of doubt. This was the last message conveyed from Jennifer's spiritual consciousness.
"The secret of this sub-world?" Hamale couldn't help but fell into deep thought, "Could this person be a powerful creature that explores dimensions..."
Thinking of this, Master Hamale suddenly took out the fragile origin of Jennifer that had sunk into its body.
It stared at it for a long time, and suddenly a surly look flashed in its eyes, "You may not know that the reason why angels of the lower third level can be born in an endless stream from the reincarnation pool is just because you are consumables created as weapons.
...The power required to repair you and create another angel is the same. In this case...then you can simply add a little more power to me here."
The faint light group in the palm suddenly began to struggle violently.
But the next moment, it was [eaten] by Lord Hamale.
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After daybreak, the warm sunshine began to dispel the chill that had brewed in the town all night.
In the dilapidated and empty old building, the sunlight shining in brought a touch of warmth to Teacher Pulin... He opened his eyes and found that he was sleeping on the floor, so he quickly got up.
Staring at his own hands that were still wearing white gloves, a trace of hesitation flashed in Teacher Pulin's eyes... He hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly took off half of the white gloves.
The power of death was emitted at this moment, and a bird that stayed outside the window fell downstairs in an instant. Teacher Pulin had to put on his gloves again.
"I actually survived this time..." Teacher Pulin frowned.
That kind of explosion of death power has occurred four times in the past three years since he could remember it, including this time, and each time it brought quite terrible results.
For the first time, an entire village died.
The second time, because he was wandering in the mountains at the time, only a few hunters died... but the area covered was an entire mountain. The second time it erupted, the entire mountain was completely wiped out.
The third time, because of a premonition, Teacher Pulin simply went to sea and came to an overseas desert island alone... That time, the power of death covered an area of thirty nautical miles.
As for this fourth time, he was unable to detect the time of the explosion...but it did not cause any damage.
Could it be said that after the first three outbreaks and the fourth time, his subconscious was able to control the destruction caused when the power of death broke out?
Not necessarily.
Teacher Pulin let out a long breath. There was no sign of the fourth outbreak, but he had a vague feeling that the fifth outbreak would come soon.
"It seems that this place has left around the same time."
In order to cope with this sudden explosion of death power, he needed to find a sparsely populated place.
He sighed, thinking about Mr. and Mrs. Smith who were still in the hospital. After pondering for a moment, he went out and walked to the countryside... to find some fresh soil.
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Boss Luo went to sleep normally in the second half of the night... When the maid came back, Boss Luo felt that he could not continue to stay up late and let loose.
As soon as it dawned, the maid who didn't need to sleep was already busy in the kitchen. As for [Eve], she was standing by, waiting for orders and reporting some other things.
"Really...she really said that." The maid who was doing souffle smiled slightly at this time, looked at [Eve] and said: "It's so funny that you actually debate such an issue with you. It seems that this Lamy
Miss Yas, you are really an independent woman."
"Due to her limited cognitive level, Lamias does not know her own ignorance." [Eve] shook her head, "It is judged that the threat of a woman named Lamias is zero."
The maid who was shaking the spoon suddenly stopped and said calmly: "You are really troublesome."
[Eve] said: "I have an obligation to eliminate threats around me for my creator."
The maid said expressionlessly: "I don't remember writing a similar program for you."
[Eve] said seriously: "But the creator gave me the ability to learn. As a servant, I have to solve problems for the creator! The master was born in China, so I have learned a lot about the history of China. Recently, I have learned a lot about the history of China.
I am studying the skills of [Gong Fight], creator, please rest assured."
The maid's hand stopped again, and the souffle in the pan actually broke.
