The strange thing is that the huge black shadow palm is still holding his body... but the end of the arm actually appears out of thin air.
He struggled slightly, but found that he couldn't use any strength... The black shadow palm was absorbing the strength he exerted all the time.
Mr. Bertrand stood up reluctantly and looked around the deserted temple.
In the darkness, a pair of violent eyes were looking at him... He was that weird guy like a frog.
Has he been dragged into the lair of these guys?
How many such guys are there?
They felt not born naturally, but more like man-made creations... similar to monsters synthesized by some kind of technology. Mr. Bertrand couldn't help but frown. He seemed to have seen similar things somewhere before.
Not exactly the same, just a similar feeling.
"How come the style of this temple..."
At this moment, thick black mist poured out of the temple grounds... The black mist gathered forward, seeming to form something - after a while, a man in the dark appeared in front of Bertrand's eyes.
The floating figure against the backdrop of fog.
Female back view.
She...it slowly turned around, and countless frog men around her were kneeling on the ground, raising their hands in the air as if they were worshiping.
A large number of sounds overlapped and turned into a huge sound wave. Under this huge sound wave, Bertrand even felt like he had a splitting headache.
He even fell to his knees in pain.
He finally saw clearly the appearance of the woman in the black mist!
In an instant, a look of disbelief appeared on Bertrand's face, "You...it's you! [Morrigan]! This is impossible, haven't you already..."
"It seems that my little guys have brought me a good guest."
"You are not dead, and you are even lurking in the Kingdom of Holy Light..." Mr. Bertrand's face changed drastically, and he was about to say something.
But the woman in the black mist put her finger lightly on her lips, signaling to be silent, and then smiled lightly and said: "Lurking? Angel... Didn't Heaven insist on me reincarnating here? I just wanted to reincarnate here."
It's just that I woke up by chance."
"You are the Holy Angel Bertrand." She slowly walked out of the black mist, her long blood-red hair floating freely in the air, "I remember your name, Angel!"
In an instant, a flash of light seemed to flash in Bertrand's mind, and he couldn't help blurting out: "You are behind all this? For what reason?!"
The woman with long red hair chuckled and said: "Why? No why, I just want to completely destroy that woman's [City of Freedom]... Just like when you destroyed our Kingdom of God, our
The same gods."
"Damn it, I won't let you get what you want!"
Bertrand gritted his teeth in an instant, and a dazzling brilliance suddenly erupted from his body... The flame-like brilliance burned the black shadow palms on his body in just a few seconds.
"You haven't seen enough." The woman with long red hair waved her hand, and the black shadow palm instantly extinguished Mr. Bertrand's glory, and even almost crushed his body.
"Why...why don't you kill me?"
"How could it be possible? There are missing some witnesses." The red-haired woman said calmly: "Just like you made me watch the destruction of everything back then, at least I should do the same... to repay you."
As he spoke, a black cold air climbed up from Mr. Bertrand's feet... The cold air soon completely covered Bertrand, then condensed, and finally completely sealed him in the dark gray ice.
In the ice prison, Bertrand still had a look of panic on his face.
The red-haired woman slowly raised her head and looked at the dark clouds in the sky.
This place is already outside the Seven Capitals. It is a place of sin. It is an eternal night with no light. It has exiled a large number of sinners who are struggling to survive.
"Now...it's up to you, Lilith!"
Boom——!
Above the deserted temple, crazy lightning was flashing messily in the sky.
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"This is it, go in."
Listening to the security guard's cold voice, the girl named Daphne nodded nervously, slowly opened the door and walked into the next corridor.
She looked back and saw that the young security guard, whose name was not mentioned, had already left... and she could only see his back.
[Daphne] breathed out slowly, hoping that tonight, Isabel's mentor's wish would be fulfilled - but she felt as if she had been discovered.
The security guard looked at him as if he had seen through her...his identity.
"I won't be captured and sent to the stake...the ritual of the Holy Maiden of Disaster or something like that."
[Daphne] couldn't help but smile bitterly, walking alone in the empty corridor - he still felt a little uneasy. He had a habit of hiding in the bathroom once he got too nervous.
I always feel that a small space is very helpful for calming down.
"This is for boys."
Suddenly, a soft voice sounded beside [Daphne].
[Daphne] was startled, and subconsciously raised her head, only to see a young man with black hair and black eyes. He couldn't help but subconsciously opened his mouth, "It's Luo...ah, I'm sorry, I saw it wrong!"
"Do you know me?" the black-haired young man asked with a slight smile.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I got the wrong person." [Daphne] quickly shook her head and waved her hands, then lowered her head and rushed into the women's restroom on the other side.
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Boss Luo casually glanced at the panicked back of the [girl], then chuckled and casually walked into the men's restroom on the other side.
In the bathroom, only a man was seen, standing in front of the mirror of the sink... His hair was already wet, and there were a lot of water stains on his face. He had obviously just washed his face.
But he seemed a little distracted, his eyes obviously couldn't focus, and he seemed to be frightened about something. Even if someone walked in at this time, he didn't notice it at all.
"Nosta, sir?" Boss Luo called softly at this time.
This startled the man, and he suddenly turned his head and said, "What, what is it...are you? Oh, by the way, you are the one just now..."
He remembered that this was the young judge brought in by Durand's assistant - but there were almost no reputable people in [Freedom City] that he didn't recognize.
The appearance of such a strange and young judge, not only him, but probably everyone will be shocked.
"Mr. Nosta, are you okay?" Boss Luo asked curiously: "You have been out for a while. Are you feeling unwell? Maybe I can call the staff for you."
"No...no, I can't." Nosta shook his head quickly, "I'm fine, I'm going out. Thank you for your kindness."
He hurriedly walked out of Boss Luo and stopped talking... Boss Luo didn't pay attention, he just continued to walk into the bathroom.
The window at the end was open, and Boss Luo walked to the side of the window. From here, he could see a very far away place - somewhere far away, there was a thick smoke rising into the air at this time.
It was not the smoke of the paintballs released by the conference, but more like the scene of some kind of fire - but it was indeed far away from the venue, almost already on the edge of [Freedom City].
That Mr. Nosta was standing in this position just now, looking outside.
Boss Luo stood thoughtfully for a while and then left from the bathroom.
When leaving, he casually dug out a "Under Repair" sign from the tool room in the bathroom, and hung it in front of the door of the women's bathroom.
"How about we take a walk over there?" Boss Luo looked at the other side of the corridor and smiled slightly.
That's the direction the girl [Daphne] came from.
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Slightly lowering the brim of the hat issued by the security guard, Saint Angel Bertrand walked slowly through the corridor.
In front of the door of a room in the corridor, several guards were standing upright... When Bertrand came, the eyes of several guards were locked on him almost at the same time.
Bertrand nodded towards the guards, showed a kind smile, and then continued to walk forward...it wasn't until he left completely that the guards looked back.
In this room, where the managers of the Seven Capitals gathered, the guards were quite tight.
After leaving the corridor on this floor, Bertrand quickly entered the back stairs of the security door - the corridor of the fire stairs. At this time, there were already five guys in security uniforms standing.
The Holy Angels... A total of 10 Holy Angels descended on [Freedom City]. At this time, they have all entered the conference venue. Counting Bertrand, 6 Holy Angels have turned into security personnel. As for the others Four people entered under other identities.
"There are people guarding the door of the Seven Capitals Manager, and it is not that easy to get in." Bertrand came up and said directly: "So far, we have not obtained the Supreme of the Seven Capitals...especially the Archangel [Saint John】The news will come at the party. It seems that there should be more waiting for tonight's action."
"If you don't show up tonight, you will show up early tomorrow morning. Otherwise, on Resurrection Day... how can a group of managers from the Seven Capitals be qualified to host it?" One of the Holy Angels said disapprovingly.
"By the way, I just discovered something." Bertrand said abruptly: "There is a man sneaking in among the candidates for the Holy Maiden."
"Is there still such an operation?" The Holy Angels all widened their eyes, and one of them said with a strange expression: "I know that in the next church, there will be many dirty guys who have this hobby...
…But this is [Free City]?”
"Perhaps it's because this is the [City of Freedom]?" Another Holy Angel said casually: "Didn't the Holy Lady also say that if they are cute enough, there is actually no problem with boys, as long as they are castrated."
"The important thing is the attached condition...can he still be considered a boy after being castrated?"
"Are you going to question the Holy Lady? Anyway, in the evil old society, weren't all the male singers who sang hymns born like this?"
"I don't want to be hung..."
The holy angels immediately started talking in all directions.
"Okay!" Bertrand rolled his eyes immediately, "What time has it been, stop joking! Everyone returns to their posts and pay attention to the situation at all times. As for the boy who sneaked in, leave it alone for the time being...
…Maybe, if necessary, it can create some chaos for us.”
"That's why you let him in...a bad guy."
Saint Angel Bertrand raised his middle finger and glared, "Work!"
"Wait! There's someone!"
Suddenly, one of the Holy Angels who was opening the fire door tightened his expression, and then quickly looked back at everyone.
The Holy Angels, including the Holy Angel Bertrand, immediately narrowed their eyes... Bertrand even waved his hand!
Of the four holy angels, two went upstairs, two went downstairs, and the remaining one was hiding outside the door... Bertrand nodded at this time, and then he put his hand on his waist.
The location of the electric shock prod.
The fire door slowly opened... The moment it opened, Bertrand took out the electric shock baton without saying a word and prepared to smash it.
A young man with black hair and black eyes appeared in the sight of the saints and angels as the door opened.
The electric shock baton came towards me at this time.
The young man with black hair and black eyes couldn't help but blinked.
But Saint Angel Bertrand had an inexplicable reaction at this moment, as if if this stick were to be struck, something terrible would happen to him.
Heart palpitating for a moment, Bertrand stopped the electric shock stick from falling, and stopped on the head of the black-haired young man, more than half a slap away.
"Excuse me?" The black-haired young man showed a puzzled look at this time, "What is this, everyone?"
At this time, the Holy Angels also looked puzzled at Bertrand's sudden withdrawal... Holy Angel Bertrand: How the hell do I know why I didn't knock it down?
"Mosquitoes!" Saint Angel Bertrand took a deep breath and said: "There are mosquitoes here! I am swatting mosquitoes... yes, they are mosquitoes!"
As he spoke, Saint-Angel Bertrand even continued to wave the electric shock stick a few more times, trying very hard to swat mosquitoes.
"Yeah, there are really a lot of mosquitoes here!"
At this time, the Holy Angels also took out their electric shock batons and waved them in the back corridor.
"Are there so many people fighting mosquitoes in the back corridor?" The black-haired young man smiled in astonishment, "You are really conscientious, everyone."
"Haha,...ah hahaha." Saint Bertrand smiled sarcastically, "By the way, who are you? You don't just come in here."
As he spoke, Saint Angel Bertrand's eyes focused once again... At this time, the Holy Angels also cast their gazes at the black-haired young man, and secretly clenched the electric shock rods in their hands.
"I got lost." The black-haired young man said apologetically: "I came here while walking, and I happened to see you... Oh, by the way, I am the judge of the party."
"Judges?"
"Yes." The black-haired young man nodded, and then pointed to a certificate worn on his chest.
This is the judge's ID card issued to all judges... Bertrand took a look at it, and although he was a little muttered in his heart, the judge's ID card was indeed genuine.
"It turns out it's the judges!" Bertrand turned around and winked at everyone. Then he looked at the black-haired young man and said, "The judges have a special rest room. I'll take you there. This way, please."
"Then I'll excuse you, Mr. Bertrand," the black-haired young man said with a smile and a nod.
In an instant, Saint Angel Bertrand's gaze became sharp again. He even narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice: "Why...why do you know my name?"
Glancing at the electric shock stick that was gripped tightly again, the black-haired young man smiled slightly and said, "Isn't it written on the employee ID card? Your name."
Bertrand glanced subconsciously.
Not to mention that he couldn't remember when he brought his employee ID card - the name [Bertrand] was indeed written on the employee ID card, which made him feel very magical!
Don't alert the enemy!
Saint Angel Bertrand then gave his companions another look, then took a breath and opened the door, "This way, please."
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PS1: Thanks to [JiMiL] and [Eucalyptus globulus 2015] for being cute, serving tea to the capitalist boss, and making... duck!
