Chapter 334 The last time I saw such a decisive evil god was the last time
In Mona’s eyes, the Holy Light is pure, the Holy Will is majestic, and the powerful Holy Light belief and magic attainments are definitely not fake. This may not prove that the two people are from The Papal State, but the powerful punch shown was enough to make Raymond shut his mouth.
"You two, what are you going to investigate?" Raymond lowered his head and asked, his tone extremely respectful.
Other clergymen left the scene one after another, some of them in a hurry. Wayne saw this and said nothing. He took out the pamphlet of the Holy Church, showed off his leadership dignity, and reprimanded: "This Saint What’s going on with the Holy Church? How did you become the bishop? There is only one god in the Divine Chosen Continent. Don’t you understand this?”
“Uh, please listen to my explanation. The Holy Church is Attachment..."
"There's nothing to explain, it's heresy!"
Wayne spat and scolded Raymond for two minutes. The latter wiped his sweat repeatedly, and when Wayne said he was tired, he grimaced. Said: "You are new here and you don't know the true situation of the Holy Church. Please believe me, you will understand if you go and see for yourself."
"Okay, I will give you another chance."
"Please come this way, I will take you there right now."
Leymond opened the way, still confused in his eyes, curious about the true origins of Wayne and Mona, and also curious about their relationship.
The possibility of the Papal State investigating the envoy is not ruled out, but hugging and hugging means different things. Where did the pure nun go? If I read correctly, it seemed that her buttocks were touched just now.
Raymond's eyes were clearly captured by Mona, and he felt ashamed for a moment. Looking back on the past, he found the happiness of being punished.
Since she tasted the sweetness, Mona has gradually become accustomed to it. She hasn’t felt this way for a long time.
Raymond summoned several clergymen, and two cars, one behind the other, drove the black car towards the headquarters of the Holy Church.
In the night, the car lights illuminated the road ahead, and the three cars gradually drove away from the town and arrived at a deserted field.
The night is dark and windy, accompanied by fog and wilderness. It is a classic place for killing people and dumping their bodies.
Two cars in front and behind stopped. Mona turned off the engine and parked. Wayne opened the door and asked doubtfully: "Bishop Raymond, where is the headquarters of the Holy Church?"
"In hell. "
Raymond looked sinister: "Send you two to hell, the headquarters of the Holy Church is there."
Wayne sighed and asked: "Bishop Raymond, you. Are you controlled by evil gods, or are you always like this?"
Raymond sneered and waved for the clergy around him to take action. Five or six of them were skilled in the operation and took out the pistols in their arms and pointed them at Wayne and Mona.
“Wait a minute!”
“What’s the matter, do you have any last words to confess?”
“That’s right, I just want to know if the Archbishop has also rebelled, and how many there are. The clergy are controlled by the evil god." Wayne clasped his hands and said, "Look, I'm going to die. Can you let me die in peace?"
"I will know the truth in hell!"
Raymond was too lazy to say anything more, or maybe he didn't know anything, so he waved his hand and ordered the shooting.
Bang bang bang!
Gunshots rang out continuously. Wayne and Mona stood still. Five or six gunmen were all shot in the arms and fell to the ground with pale faces.
Raymond looked into the darkness with a cold face, his eyes flashing: "Harrington, you are here too."
"Raymond, you and the Templar Church have problems. .”
Harrington walked out of the darkness with a livid face, holding two pistols, dressed in white clergy clothes, with a cross pendant around his neck, and the painting style was very stitched.
"Good luck, I just happened to kill you too."
The two looked at each other, pulled out their pistols and fired at each other. After using up all the bullets, they began to compete in Holy Light Magic. They were both Silver Mage. The special effects were so mediocre that Wayne, who was watching, was stunned.
He thought he was the protagonist.
Although Raymond is the bishop of the church, his high administrative level does not mean that he has strong magical attainments. His hard power is no match for Harrington. After a few moves, he was forced to retreat to the scarecrow in the field.
The white clergyman's robe was cut open by the wind blade, and half of it was stained red with blood. He roared low in his throat, and his body suddenly expanded, twisting into a ball and merging with the scarecrow behind him.
The scarecrow is three meters tall, tall and twisted. The abnormally large head and slender limbs form a sharp contrast. The eyes are two empty black holes, bottomless, and the corners of the mouth are wide open, revealing uneven of sharp fangs.
A layer of pale skin is attached to the limbs and torso. The fingers are like dry branches, and the fingertips are as sharp as hooks. The rotten straw and broken hemp ropes inside come out of the body surface, emitting a disgusting stench.
“This is not too evil!”
Wayne raised his eyebrows and regretted that he was late. Maybe Raymond used to be a clergyman, but now...
The believers of the evil god are polluted by empty knowledge and are hopeless even if they are cured.
"Hoohhoho——"
A beast-like roar sounded. The bodies of the gunmen who had been shot and fell to the ground changed. They got down on all fours and quickly rushed to attack Harrington. Surrounded in the middle.
Wayne and Mona are spectators again.
Wayne blinked, the rhythm was wrong, and he was about to steal the script of the protagonist.
Before he could take action, the besieged Harrington took out a cross pendant from his arms and muttered something. His white robe glowed with golden light, forming a golden cross pattern on his back.
The battle uniform of the Holy See integrates defense and reinforcement. It has excellent actual combat effects and is well received by the clergy.
After receiving the increase, Harrington waved his hand and held a large holy light gun, fighting against the beast-like wolves and the strange scarecrow. Five open.
The fight lasted ten minutes.
“Yes, at least the endurance is strong.”
Wayne made a comment, narrowed his eyes slightly, and dispersed the distractions in his thoughts.
Pervasive whispers sounded in the ears of the wolves and the scarecrow. Affected by this sound, the mutated pale flesh could not maintain stability, and the foam collapsed and melted. Harrington shot them all, one by one. Heartbroken.
Harrington was exhausted and panting like a dog after a battle. Seeing that Wayne and Mona were still there, he frowned and stepped forward: "You two, I just heard that, you said that you From the Papal State, is there any evidence?”
Wayne patted his butt, and Mona’s eyes glowed with gold.
"This only proves that you are golden mages..."
Harrington shook his head slightly, and out of respect for the Golden Mage, said no more in the middle of the sentence.
“Well, since you have seen it, we will not act. We are from St. Paul’s Cathedral in Lundam. We are members of the church’s tactical team. We were ordered by Archbishop Gunther to investigate the recent rise of several people. Family religion." Wayne said sincerely.
Harrington compared the strengths of both sides and made a difficult choice to believe. He frowned and said: "I was a member of the Guardian Knights of St. Patrick's Cathedral in Dulin. I was sent here by the Archbishop to prepare to take over Raymond's position as bishop. , not long after arriving..."
Harrington talked about the sudden rise of the Templar Church and the indifference of St. Patrick's Cathedral. He paused and continued: "I don't know if the archbishop also communicated with Raymond. The same, fell into the minions of the evil god. I would like to remind you that the archbishop is a powerful legendary mage. If even he falls, the cultivation of the two golden mages will not be able to cope with the crisis here. Hurry up before it is too late. Leave.”
“What about you?”
"I still need to investigate again, at least to determine the true purpose of the Holy Church and the identity of the Holy Church. Otherwise, it is impossible to convey accurate information to the outside world based on mere speculation." Harrington said.
“How many people are sober like you?”
“It’s hard to say, I can only believe in myself now.”
Harrington picked up the He filled his ammunition depot with guns and prepared to visit the headquarters of the Templar Church at night to collect as much useful intelligence as possible.
He was not sure whether Wayne and Mona were members of the Holy See, so he did not submit a team application and drove away in one of the cars.
"Let's go, clean up all the hidden dangers, and unplug the Templar Church tonight."
Wayne had almost collected all the intelligence, and said to Mona in the car: "Let go later. Don't be merciful with your hands and feet, do everything as quickly as possible, get rid of the Holy Church, and return to the city of Dulin immediately. I want to go to St. Patrick to see the Archbishop here. There is a big problem."
Mona's eyes glowed with gold. , the car went straight to the headquarters of the Holy Church as fast as possible.
Good news, the egg processing factory is near the headquarters and can be served in one pot.
……
The headquarters of the Holy Church is located in the west of Ford Town. It was originally the ancestral home of a down-and-out nobleman. After renovation, it became the headquarters of the Holy Church. There is a lot of wasteland around it, and a temporary chicken farm was built.
There is too much momentum, and the rush is obviously in a hurry. Therefore, the configuration in all aspects is not as formal as that of the Earth Center Sect, and it has the attitude of a grass-roots team.
Fortunately, the eggs were made diligently, so he quickly gained a large number of devout believers.
If you have eggs, you have faith. If you don’t have eggs... wait until you have eggs tomorrow.
Food is the most important thing for the people, and the people’s beliefs are so simple and unpretentious.
Harrington was worried about alerting the enemy, so he stopped the car far away, followed the prepared investigation route, and came to the backyard of the Temple Church headquarters. He turned over lightly and fell into the fence.
Looking up, two figures seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
Wayne and Mona.
Harrington: ==(|||)
He trembled with fright, almost thinking that he had been exposed just after sneaking in, and lowered his voice: "Why are you two here? And... so fast.”
"There is a shortcut, we investigated it during the day."
Wayne explained enthusiastically, waving his hand for Mona to go in and deal with it. He stayed behind and stayed behind. If nothing happens, he will not take action tonight.
Wayne's chest also seals part of the Dark Goddess's thoughts. Wayne's life level is stronger than that of the Dark Goddess, but his strength is too far away from the goddess, so even part of the goddess's thoughts will still make him He consumes a lot.
Moreover, Wayne's goal is not just to seal it, he wants to completely turn this part of his mind into his own shape.
Just like Senna!
The Dark Goddess's mind understood Wayne's thoughts, and the two sides continued to push and pull, turning into a protracted war.
Because the goddess of darkness underestimated the enemy, or was too confident, she took the initiative to accept the contamination, causing this part of her thinking to lose the possibility of maintaining its original state, and her defeat was a foregone conclusion.
How long the protracted war can last depends on how long she can persist.
The Dark Goddess has many tricks. Faced with irreversible pollution and Wayne's sinister intentions written on her face, she sealed her will and formed a turtle shell defense formation.
Almost all of Wayne's strength is used to pry open the turtle shell. As long as he succeeds, this part of his thinking can be flattened and rounded, and he may be able to gain more knowledge through this part of his thinking. And the secrets of past history.
There are so many benefits and he won’t give up on anything. In addition, Wayne learned an important piece of information from Anastasia that was not a secret.
The gods cannot directly enter the chosen continent.
Neither the Dark Goddess nor other goddesses, including their followers, can directly enter the Chosen Continent and can only come in the form of thoughts.
There are many choices for coming, such as the saint of the church, the Holy Spirit with a special constitution, etc.
It is certain that the goddesses once walked freely in the God's Chosen Continent and fought a war of faith. By the way, they sealed Togu Geye, the descendant of the ancient god, in the Frozen Continent.
For unknown reasons, it cannot come now.
Anastasia doesn’t know the specific reason, but she speculates that it has something to do with Heavenly Father. Heavenly Father once unified the faith of God’s Chosen Continent. This may be the key.
The reason why it is said to be speculation rather than 100% confirmed is because angels from heaven cannot descend directly and must enter the human world through reincarnation or descent through thinking.
Wayne is full of curiosity and intensifies his efforts to capture the mind of the Dark Goddess. He is very curious about the past and wants to know the whole truth.
Calculating the time, he would be able to pry open the turtle shell and the mouth of the Dark Goddess in less than a month.
Getting back to the subject, Wayne can't do anything without exerting his strength now. He will bring his secretary Mona with him wherever he goes. The latter holds the cross and the holy spear of heaven. With the guidance of evolution, his own strength has expanded rapidly. , is a very qualified thug.
Wayne made a comparison and found that it was enough to deal with the former Lord of the Void. If the so-called Holy Temple God and the Lord of the Void were equally powerful, he could not be Mona's opponent.
Seeing Wayne wandering around as if he were visiting, Harrington called him unreliable. He was about to say something when he suddenly realized that he didn’t even know the names of Wayne and Mona. Know.
Mysterious and mysterious, there must be something weird about it.
boom! ! !
The white light pillar soared into the sky, the huge beam of light penetrated into the dark sky, and the strong light shone in all directions, rendering the entire night into day.
Harrington opened his mouth wide and looked up at the angel with the holy spear in his hand and wings on his back. The surging holy power made him unable to speak a complete sentence.
"Angel..."
Generally speaking, clergy at the Golden Mage level can condense a pair of small wings for themselves and start the initial angel evolution sequence.
These wings are light wings of pure energy. Only descending angels can condense nearly physical wings behind their backs because of the pure and powerful holy light.
That is, the wings behind Mona.
Mona's expressionless face flashed through Harrington's mind, and he was very convinced that the other person was an angel who had descended into the world.
He had seen this scene in St. Patrick's Cathedral. The archbishop held a Bible and summoned angels to descend into the body of the Holy Spirit. The angels who came to the world were also so cold and expressionless, not caring about anything except the devil.
"If she is an angel, then you..."
Harrington suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are Archbishop Gunther of St. Paul's Cathedral. I was rude before and failed to recognize you."
"I am not Gunther."
"Are you really from the Papal State and are you an investigator sent by the Pope?"
Harrington's eyes lit up. Wayne's nonchalant look suddenly turned into a casual one because of the blessing of the Papal State. The indolent temperament is sanctified and filled with the majesty of the Savior.
"You might as well be brave and try again and keep guessing."
"The next one is an angel..."
"Steamed buns, don't I look like me?"
"..."
This is not a question of whether I look or not, you His expression is too lively.
Harrington smiled coquettishly and refused to go into the topic further. He raised his head and looked at Mona again. He shot one cultist at a time and swept across the whole place. No one could compete with her.
Boom!
Behind the headquarters of the Holy Church, in a temporary chicken farm shack, a huge tentacle rose from the ground. The level of spectacle and terror was jaw-dropping.
This tentacle stood in the darkness, soaring into the sky, as if it was going to pierce through the layers of dark clouds and reach into outer space. It was large enough to sweep across the entire Ford Town in an instant.
The surface of the tentacles is covered with slippery and sticky black oil stains, exuding an indescribable fishy smell that is nauseating. At this moment, it twists and squirms, making a dull sound.
The invisible fluctuations spread out, and the squeezed air became extremely heavy, as if an irresistible natural disaster was coming, making Harrington feel uneasy for a while.
Uh-huh!
White light flashed, and Mona threw the holy spear of heaven in her hand. The scorching white holy flame roared and exploded, and almost in the blink of an eye, the tentacles exposed on the surface were burned clean.
This thing is really afraid of fire.
The underground part also became completely silent after a shrill wail.
The tentacles came and went even faster. Harrington was still in panic, but the tentacles were already burned clean.
Extreme panic followed by extreme shock and joy, he lost the ability to manage his expressions, looked at Wayne dryly, raised his hands and made some strange gestures.
Translated, it should be an exclamation like "Fuck".
Mona waved her hand to recall the holy spear, golden light surged in her eyes, her thoughts wrapped around her sight, she looked through the surface to the temporary underground palace, raised her five fingers, and a sword of judgment made of energy was projected by her And down.
The moment the sword light left Mona, the shadow of the angel gathered and formed, with six wings of brilliance hidden, holding the sword of judgment in his hand, with a majestic and noble aura.
A wisp of loose breath made Harrington swallow his saliva.
Too strong!
Wayne also thinks so. Saint George is worthy of his reputation as a dragon slayer and a knight of the Heavenly Father. Just a little evolution guided by blood has brought Mona's strength to an unprecedented height.
Thankfully there was a contract, otherwise it would be hard to say who would ride who.
Deep in the underground palace, there is a twisted statue that looks like the Lord of the Void. The moment the sword of judgment descends, the statue suddenly comes to life.
After seeing the phantom of the angel holding the sword, the statue paused its recovery trend and allowed its body to be burned by the holy flame until it completely dissipated.
The Holy Church's believer, the Holy Church God, did not choose to reason with Mona. Seeing that the situation was not going well, he ran away and left his family behind.
The last time Wayne saw such a decisive evil god was the last time. He confirmed that the other party was not a golden mage. This style of painting was a proper legendary mage.
"By analogy, the beliefs of several other sects are also fallen legendary mages..."
"To be able to gather so many at once..."
Wayne brows He frowned and strode outside the church headquarters.
Mona fell from the sky, folded her wings and followed Wayne. The holy spear pendant was hung on her chest. After Wayne got the Sword of Oath, this heavenly holy spear became her exclusive weapon.
"Where are you going? Wait for me."
Harrington hurriedly chased after him and came to the street. Seeing the black car start, he hurriedly leaned by the window and asked: "The Holy Church was Destroyed, what should I do next?”
“I’m in a hurry, now is not the time to talk about this.”
“Where are you going?”
"We're in a hurry, now is not the time to talk about this."
"At least tell me your name."
"I'm not bragging, I'm really in a hurry. We'll talk to you later if we have a chance. Definitely next time."
"..."
The black car drove away, leaving behind the ruthless taillights and a speechless Harrington.
Is it hard to say two names when there is so much nonsense?
Harrington shook his head repeatedly. The Papal State's style of doing things was too high and he couldn't keep up. After thinking about it, he decided to return to the church to see who was still awake and not affected by the evil god.
Two steps later, I was surrounded by onlookers.
Harrington's scalp was numb, and he swallowed hard as he looked at pairs of curious and gossipy eyes.
He finally understood what time he was rushing.
"This is too skilled..."
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Dulin City, St. Patrick's Cathedral.
Archbishop Hodgson, the top leader of the cathedral and the supreme leader of the Holy See in the Republic of Ireland, stood expressionlessly in front of the cross.
He heard the chattering noise of a group of evil gods, asking him why angels came.
"Why do angels come? You ask me, who am I asking?"
Hodgson's expression is sinister, and his eyes are full of ferocity, which forms a strong conflict with the kind face of his white-bearded grandfather. The militant faction in the Holy See, the strongman who personally directed the split of the Irish Republic, with a kind appearance wrapped in a ruthless heart, reasonable and without fault.
It's just that it's a little too cruel.
After the quarrel, Hodgson's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly cut off the connection with the void. He waved his hand and took out a Golden Rule Bible, and recited the Holy Word of the Golden Rule that summoned the angels to come.
Crackling fights and noises rang out outside the church. Hodgson’s expression remained unchanged, he was unhurried, chanting a spell in a low voice. The second before the church door was kicked open, he successfully summoned him to sign a contract with him. angel.
This is sure!
"That old man, are you the archbishop here?"
"People from the Papal State, something happened to you!"
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