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Chapter 81 Whirlpool

The curtain wall of the skyscraper is also a huge projection screen... On the screen, the PV of the Holy Maiden Ceremony was flashing rapidly.

 People are immersed in this beautiful PV, and the entire [Free City] is full of expectations.

 “The Holy Maiden Ceremony is about to begin...”

On the rooftop of the building, Mr. Bertrand from the village of Donremy withdrew his eyes from the screen... He looked down at the street below, looking for something.

 What he was looking for was the thickening that once lurked outside the [mansion] and then slipped away.

Although he is only a part of the real Holy Angel [Bertrand] who bet in the village of [Donremy] in order to allow the birth of a new saint, there is a huge gap between him and the real body.

But after all, he is one of the leading holy angels of the [Wings of Freedom] army, which is one of the top three most powerful among all the armies of the Kingdom of Heaven. The strength of this small group is actually not weak.

 Place it in a sub-world with a relatively low upper limit, which is also the level of the most powerful creatures at the peak of one party.

So, if you can slip away from his hands, even if you are not strong, you must be superior to others, but this is not what you should do!

 Because, in the Kingdom of Holy Light, extraordinary power should not appear.

 The existence of miracles can be allowed, but they must only belong to the domain of the Supreme Beings and are used to strengthen the faith of people in the Kingdom of Holy Light.

However, before committing suicide, Fache, the head of President Balam's bodyguard, said the words "Sacred Power Person".

 Can he conceive that the Kingdom of Holy Light has unknowingly had the germination of extraordinary power...and this germination of extraordinary power has even eluded the supreme power of the Seven Capitals?

But the creation of the Destiny System was initially facilitated by the Holy Lady... As the leader of [Wings of Freedom], Holy Angel Bertrand was not able to participate in this plan, but some internal consultations still knew about it.

The creators of Destiny, as well as the Supreme Beings of the Seven Capitals, all have absolute control over the Kingdom of Holy Light. Under such authority, how could they not discover that there is already the sprout of extraordinary power in the Kingdom of Holy Light?

Logically speaking, this kind of germination should be nipped in the cradle early.

"Can I think that the only people who can hide from the Supreme are the Supreme figures of the same position? Or..." Bertrand from [Donremy Village] narrowed his eyes at this time, "Or maybe it's another creation of destiny.

By."

 He was even alarmed by his own idea at this time.

"This is not an easy thing." Bertrand from the village of [Donremy] couldn't help but smile bitterly, "The Holy Lady now seems to be unable to walk when she sees my uncle... Huh? Huh, finally.

Did you show your tail, you slippery guy?"

Bertrand’s purpose for coming out was very clear, which was to search for the guy who had slipped away. At this time, under the continuous search, he finally sensed something abnormal.

  It's that weird fluctuation.

The guy who slipped away, before disappearing, there was an indifferent but extremely weird fluctuation left in the surroundings.

"over there!"

Mr. Bertrand’s eyes are like a torch, and he is transformed into a faint stream of light. Under the sunlight of the day, it is almost difficult to detect his speed. Even among the [Wings of Liberty] army, it is one of the best.

 …

 The destination is a building under construction on a construction site.

Mr. Bertrand from the village of [Donremy] was walking among the rough rough floors, getting closer and closer to the source of the strange fluctuations.

The fluctuations became more intense, and even formed a vortex in front of his eyes... The twisted vortex was like the eye of the abyss, with a figure looming in it.

Bertrand chuckled, waved his hand, and a cross sword condensed with holy light was immediately caught in his hand.

“I won’t let you go easily this time...heh, the look is not bad.”

  The vortex dissipated, and what I saw was a guy with an exposed brain. In fact, it was not really an exposed brain. It was just that the other person's cerebral cortex seemed to be extremely developed, bulging like muscles.

He... or it was half squatting at this time, its arms were much longer than those of ordinary people, almost hanging to the ground... its tongue was also longer than that of ordinary people, like a lizard's tongue, and it was also wearing a jacket full of nails.

.

 Looks like a frog.

  "Nasty light..." A sharp voice came from the mouth of this guy with an unusually developed brain... His head suddenly tilted, "Nasty guy."

Mr. Bertrand has never been shy when it comes to talking nonsense. "Although I'm not the type that everyone likes, in terms of popularity, I'm probably one more sponge than you."

 Tear it apart!

The weird man instantly made an even harsher sound. He gathered strength on his knees and rushed towards Mr. Bertrand at an extremely fast speed.

In the process of rushing toward him, the strange frog-like guy suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Bertrand frowned subconsciously.

At this moment, there was a fierce murderous intention behind his head. The strange frog man disappeared and appeared behind Bertrand out of thin air again... He seemed not to notice it at all!

The frog man's tongue instantly wrapped around Bertrand's neck.

 But the cross of holy light suddenly flashed!

On the ground, there were already half a twitching and curled-up tongue... and the strange frog-like guy covered his mouth in pain, and large swaths of blood gush out from his fingers.

"That's it?" Bertrand casually waved the Holy Light Cross Sword in his hand, and the blood stains on the cross sword instantly evaporated and disappeared. "It's an ability similar to space travel... Although this type of ability is relatively rare,

It’s a pity that it’s still too slow.”

The weird frog man cursed something in a low voice. It was a language that was different from any other city in the Seven Capitals... The space behind him was distorting rapidly at this time.

Bertrand sneered and transformed into a stream of light. Before the vortex behind the frog man was completely formed, he had already arrived in front of it!

The palm of his hand directly grabbed the head that looked like the cerebral cortex, and then pressed it to the floor without saying a word!

                        bang!!

The floor cracked, and almost half of the frog man's head was embedded in the concrete slab... The Holy Cross Sword of Light in Mr. Bertrand's hand instantly spun and nailed the opponent's palm directly.

The frog man's eyes were confused at this time, and the violent look on his face became more and more intense... His eyes were like a chameleon, turning around crazily, and the curses he made in a strange language became more and more harsh.

Mr. Bertrand stood up, took out his ears, shook his head and said, "I actually let a guy like you slip away... It seems that I have been living too comfortably recently."

 Shrugging, he would not kill the person, but would take it back to the Holy Lady. Even though the Holy Lady might not care, he still had to go ahead with what he had to do.

 She is the saint of the "Wings of Freedom", it doesn't matter whether she is a so-called "saint" in the kingdom of heaven or not.

 “You’d better be quiet, brother frog... The grown-up in my family doesn’t like noisy people.”

Mr. Bertrand twisted his fingers, and the sharp Holy Light Cross Sword instantly turned into a soft rope, completely binding the frog man's body. He then bent down, picked up the man's back collar, and dragged him directly.

leave.

 But at this moment, Bertrand frowned subconsciously.

 He looked around subconsciously, and then casually dropped the frog man in his hand on the ground, "It seems that this is not all he is capable of?"

 At the moment of speaking, among the empty rough floors of the building under construction, twisting vortices appeared one after another... They stepped around Mr. Bertrand.

 After a little counting, there were actually seventeen whirlpools...and similar figures were hidden in each of these twisted whirlpools.

Then, one by one, frog-like guys walked out of these whirlpools... They almost all looked the same, with probably slight differences in height and physique.

"It turns out there is more than one." Bertrand's eyes narrowed slightly, "So, you are not scolding me, but calling your companions."

 The weird frog-like guys were gradually approaching... and surrounding Bertrand.

Mr. Bertrand from the village of [Donremi] relaxed his neck at this moment, waved his hands... and held the Holy Light Cross Sword dually.

“You don’t need to have too many alive, one is enough, the extra...just relieves the fatigue.” Bertrand chuckled, but saw that the dozen or so frog men began to disappear one by one at this time.

"It's this trick again...oh, it's a little different." Bertrand looked around.

 He is confident enough to kill the opponent the moment he appears.

What is surprising is that these guys disappeared and never appeared again... Bertrand frowned and suddenly looked at his feet, "Is it down there?"

 He snorted coldly, stamped his feet, and the large stone slab broke open... The moment he fell, a strong shock wave condensed on the cross sword in both hands!

 But the place where Bertrand fell turned out to be a... huge twisted vortex!

The moment he saw the vortex, Bertrand instantly turned into a stream of light. However, at this moment, in the huge twisted vortex, a huge shadow-like arm suddenly stretched out, moving faster than him.

, directly held his body!

 The moment his body was clenched, a strange and cold force instantly eroded the power of Holy Light in his body.

No!

They are like destined enemies to each other, not eroding, but directly melting each other. However, the number of black shadow arms is obviously greater than Bertrand's at this time!

He was shocked, but his body was pulled directly into the huge whirlpool by his arms, unable to struggle... In the end, Bertrand was completely trapped in the whirlpool!

 Vortex, gradually shrinking.

One after another, the frog-like guys slowly appeared... They quickly picked up the injured companion, and then jumped directly into the whirlpool.

 In the building under construction at the construction site, calm was restored again...except for a big hole in one of the floors.

 …

 …

 “Bertrand, what happened?”

 【Free City】In the venue of the Holy Maiden Ceremony Conference, two young men wearing the uniforms of the security personnel of the venue were discussing something in the corridor.

 “My clone...the breath disappeared.” The person being asked said in deep thought.

“A clone?” Another young man frowned, “When did you get a clone? Does the Saint know about it?”

Saint Angel Bertrand shook his head at this time, "I didn't tell the Saint that I sent him to [Free City] to verify the original rumor. However, for a long time, there was no relationship between us. The contact with us has been cut off by something.”

 “Later?”

"He suddenly appeared in the past two days, but he never took the initiative to find me..." Holy Angel Bertrand shook his head: "Of course, it is also because I took the initiative to restrain all my aura. After all, when our Ten Holy Angels arrived, We cannot let the supreme leaders of the Seven Capitals feel this, so we must be extremely careful."

“Why did it suddenly disappear again?” the companion asked suspiciously.

Saint Angel Bertrand shook his head, "He may have encountered some danger... In this case, he will not expose his relationship with me, which will point the finger at the entire [Wings of Freedom] Army."

The face of his companion became more and more solemn, and he said coldly: "Bertrand, do you think... will the plan that the Holy Lady made before [Holy Death] go smoothly?"

“It must be possible.” There was no doubt on Saint Angel Bertrand’s face.

“I still feel it’s a little too crazy... actually [Holy Death]!” The companion laughed bitterly: “What if the Supreme Being of the Seven Capitals is unwilling to activate the Resurrection Day, wouldn’t it be...”

"It's not like you don't know what kind of urinal our saint is." Saint Angel Bertrand shrugged: "She keeps doing the scariest and craziest things calmly... If it weren't for this, she wouldn't be our saint either. You're an adult."

"That's true." The companion nodded, and then his eyes gradually showed murderous intent, "Next, just wait for the Archangel Saint John to be seriously surprised... Someone."

 I saw a young girl walking in the passage leading to the venue with a somewhat reserved look on her face.

Saint Angel Bertrand frowned, but his companion said: "You go and see what's going on. I'll go to the others to see how the arrangements are...keep in touch."

Saint Angel Bertrand nodded, and then walked directly to the reserved girl.

"Who are you? No idlers are allowed to enter here."

"I...I'm here to participate in the ceremony..." The girl lowered her head and said with a hint of panic: "It's just me, I can't seem to find my way..."

 “Come to participate in the ceremony?” Saint Angel Bertrand frowned, “What’s your name?”

"Da...Daphne." The girl's voice was lower, even with a hint of uneasiness.

Saint Angel Bertrand frowned again. He clicked on the tablet on hand and checked the waiting list. The name Daphne was indeed on the list, and there was even a photo.

Saint Angel Bertrand compared the photos, glanced at the nervous girl in front of him, and said abruptly: "You are really here to participate in the Holy Maiden Ceremony, but you are not..."

"This...this is my pass!" The girl quickly handed over a card.

"This is..." Saint Angel Bertrand couldn't help but be startled, "The crest of Madame Isabel's maiden family? But why... you are just messing around! What a nonsense!"

The girl did not dare to raise her head at this time, her body was even trembling slightly, and she only had one thought in her mind: Has she been discovered? Has she been discovered?

 What should I do...escape?

However, Saint Angel Bertrand seemed to have thought of something at this time, and changed the topic: "Forget it, since you have a pass, then come with me in, they have already started the final rehearsal, please hurry up!

"

 “Huh?” The girl couldn’t help but be stunned.

But he saw the security guard in front of him looking at him with an unkind expression, and said viciously: "Why don't you hurry up? Are you really a bitch?"

 Has it been discovered...or not?

The girl couldn't figure it out at all, but when she saw that the security guard was already impatiently walking ahead, the girl gritted her teeth and had no choice but to follow him.

 Just...Mrs. Isabel?

 As far as the girl knows: Tutor Isabel is not married yet, how come she became a wife?

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