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 skills are definitely not fake. This may not prove that the two 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, displayed his leadership dignity, and reprimanded: "What's going on with this Holy Church?" , How did you become a bishop? There is only one god in the God's Chosen Continent. Don't you understand this? "
"Well, please listen to my explanation. The Holy Church is dependent..."
"There's nothing to explain, it's heresy!"
Wayne spit like flying stars and scolded Raymond severely for two minutes. The latter wiped his sweat repeatedly. Seeing that Wayne said he was tired, he said with a bitter face: "You are new here and you don't know the true situation of the Holy Church. Please Trust me, you’ll understand if you go and see it for yourself.”
"Okay, I'll give you another chance."
"This way please, I'll take you there right now."
Raymond opened the road ahead, still doubtful 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 caught 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, and 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 Church 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.
The two cars in front and behind stopped. Mona turned off the engine and parked. Wayne opened the car door and asked doubtfully: "Bishop Raymond, where is the headquarters of the Holy Church?"
"In hell."
Raymond looked sinister: "Send you two to hell, where the headquarters of the Templar Church is."
Wayne sighed and asked: "Bishop Raymond, are you controlled by the evil god, 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 moment!"
"What's wrong? Do you still have any last words to confess?"
"That's right. I just want to know if the archbishop has also rebelled, and how many clergy are controlled by the evil god." Wayne clasped his hands together: "Look, I'm going to die. Can you let me die in peace?"
"You 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."
"Raymon, you and the Holy 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.
"Well done, I'll 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, and the special effects were so ordinary that Wayne, who was watching, was stunned.
He thought he was the protagonist.
Although Raymond was the bishop of the church, his high administrative level did not mean he had strong magical attainments. His physical strength was 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 are in sharp contrast. The eyes are two empty black holes, bottomless, and the corners of the mouth are grinned, revealing jagged and sharp fangs.
A layer of pale skin is attached to the limbs and torso, and the fingers are like dry branches, with fingertips as sharp as hooks. Rotten straw and broken hemp ropes come out of the body, emitting a disgusting stench.
"This is 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.
"Hohohoho——"
Beast-like roars rang out, and the bodies of the gunmen who fell to the ground changed after being shot. They got down on all fours and ran quickly, surrounding Harrington.
Wayne and Mona are once again spectators.
Wayne blinked, out of rhythm, and prepared to snatch back the script for the lead role.
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 combat uniform of the Holy See integrates defense and reinforcement. It has excellent actual combat effects and is well received by the clergy.
After getting the boost, Harrington waved his hand and held a large holy light gun, and fought against the beast-like pack of wolves and the strange scarecrow. Both sides came and went, and the fight was inextricable, and he shot 50-50.
The fight lasted ten minutes.
"Yes, at least he has strong endurance."
Wayne made a comment, narrowed his eyes slightly, and dispersed the distractions in his thoughts.
A pervasive whisper rang 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 one by one, stabbing them all to the core.
Harrington was exhausted. He was 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 you were from the Papal State. What's the matter? Evidence?"
Wayne patted his butt, and Mona's eyes glowed golden.
"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 London. We are members of the church's tactical team. We were ordered by Archbishop Gunther to investigate the recent rise of several sects." Wayne said sincerely.
Harrington compared the strengths of both sides and chose to believe with difficulty. He frowned and said: "I was a member of the Guardian Knights of St. Patrick's Cathedral in Durin. I was sent here by the archbishop to prepare to take over Raymond's position as bishop. Not long after I arrived... …”
Harrington talked about the sudden rise of the Templar Church and the neglect of St. Patrick's Cathedral. He paused and continued: "I don't know if the Archbishop has become a minion of the evil god like Raymond. I would like to remind you two, The Archbishop is a powerful legendary mage. If even he falls, the cultivation of the two golden mages cannot cope with the crisis here. Leave now before it's too late. "
"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 as sane as you?"
"It's hard to say, I can only believe in myself now."
Harrington picked up the guns on the ground, filled his ammunition magazine, and prepared to visit the Templar headquarters 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 an application to form a team 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, do everything as soon as possible, get rid of the Holy Church, and return to the city of Dulin immediately. I want to go to the Holy Church." Look Patrick, the archbishop here has a big problem.”
Mona's eyes bloomed with golden light, and the car drove straight to the headquarters of the Templar Church as fast as possible.
The good news is that the egg processing plant 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 was too much momentum, and the rush was obviously in a hurry, so the configuration in all aspects was not as formal as that of the Earth Center Sect, with the attitude of a Caotai team.
Fortunately, the eggs were distributed quickly, 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 as soon as he sneaked in. He lowered his voice and said, "How come you two are here, and... so fast."
"There is a shortcut, we investigated during the day."
Wayne explained enthusiastically and waved his hand for Mona to go in and deal with it. He stayed behind and stayed behind. Unless something unexpected happened, he would 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 cost him 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 Dark Goddess 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 the 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 mind can be flattened and rounded. Maybe he can gain more knowledge and secrets of past history through this part of his mind. .
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.
Gods cannot directly enter the God's 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 saints of the church, Holy Spirits with special constitutions, 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 didn't know the specific reason, but she guessed it had something to do with Heavenly Father. Heavenly Father had unified the faith of God's Chosen Continent. This might 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 was full of curiosity and intensified his efforts to conquer the mind of the Dark Goddess. He was very curious about the past and wanted 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.
Closer to home, Wayne can't do anything without exerting his strength now. He will take his secretary Mona with him wherever he goes. The latter holds a cross and the Holy Spear of Heaven. With the guidance of evolution, his own strength has expanded rapidly. He is a very qualified person. thug.
Wayne compared it 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 and walking as if he was visiting, Harrington called him unreliable. He was about to say something, but suddenly realized that he didn't even know the names of Wayne and Mona.
It's mysterious and there must be something weird about it.
boom! ! !
The white light pillar soars into the sky, the huge beam of light pierces the dark sky, and the strong light shines 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 Holy Spirit. The angels who came to earth 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 and failed to recognize you before."
"I'm not Gunther."
"Are you really from the Papal States and an investigator sent by the Pope?"
Harrington's eyes lit up. Thanks to the blessing of the Papal State, Wayne's unattractive appearance instantly turned into a casual, lazy temperament, sanctified, and full of 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 you?"
"..."
This is not a question of resemblance, your expression is too lively.
Harrington smiled coquettishly and refused to go further into the topic. He looked up at Mona again and shot each cultist across the field. 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 spectacle and horror were 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 was covered with slippery and sticky black oil stains, exuding an indescribable fishy odor that was nauseating. At this moment, it twisted and squirmed, making a dull sound.
The invisible fluctuations dispersed, and the squeezed air became extremely heavy, as if an irresistible natural disaster was coming, making Harrington feel uneasy for a while.
Uh-huh!
The 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, and while Harrington was still in panic, 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 her sight, and she looked through the surface to the temporary underground palace. She raised her five fingers, and a sword of judgment made of energy was projected down by her.
The moment the sword light left Mona, the shadow of the angel gathered and formed, with six wings of brilliance hidden. The sword of judgment was in 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.
Fortunately, 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 flames 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 immediately ran away, leaving his family behind.
The last time Wayne saw such a decisive evil god was the last time, and 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 much at once..."
Wayne 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 and came to the street. When he saw the black car starting, he hurriedly leaned by the window and asked: "The Holy Church has been destroyed, what should I do next?"
"We're in a hurry, now is not the time to talk about this."
"Then 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 again when we have the chance. I'll definitely do it 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 conduct 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.
After two steps, he was surrounded by onlookers.
Harrington's scalp was numb, he looked at the curious and gossipy eyes, and swallowed hard.
He finally understood what time was running out.
"This is too skillful..."
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St. Patrick's Cathedral, Turin.
Archbishop Hodgson, the top leader of the cathedral and the supreme leader of the Holy See in the Republic of Ireland, stood expressionless in front of the cross.
In his ears was the chattering noise of a group of evil gods, asking him why angels came.
"Why do angels come? If you ask me, who should I ask?"
Hodgson's expression is sinister, and his eyes are full of ferocity, which is in sharp conflict with the kind appearance of his white-bearded grandfather. As a martial arts sect in the Holy See, a strongman who personally directed the split of the Republic of Ireland, his kind appearance wraps up his heart. There is nothing wrong with being ruthless and reasonable.
It's just that it's a little too cruel.
After a quarrel, Hodgson's face 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.
The crackle of fighting and noises rang out outside the church. Hodgson's expression remained unchanged, he was unhurried, chanting a spell in a low voice, and successfully summoned the angel who had signed a contract with him the second before the church door was kicked open.
This is sure!
"That old man, are you the archbishop here?"
"People from the Papal Kingdom, something happened to you!"
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