Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 595

The head of the First Legion threw Yelu to one side. The reason why he grabbed the latter was because he felt that before he found Heriffes's real body, her telepathy still had an effect.

And Purgatory finally revealed its true appearance in front of them.

Wherever Heriffes passed by, mouth-like cracks appeared on the ground, and squirming, barbed tentacles emerged from the "mouth" continuously. A forest of tentacles formed along the path.

This seems to be reminding them that if they want to catch up with Heriffes, they first need to pass the test from purgatory.

The scene in front of him made the head of the First Army firmer in his guess.

Heriffith's special physique is not a gift, but a seed planted in her body by that conscious body, with the purpose of bearing the fruit of the lunar eclipse teaching in the future.

The wriggling tentacles couldn't stop his steps. The kinetic energy chainsaw linked to the exoskeleton armor let out a sharp hiss, and the spray device behind him pushed him into this perilous forest. He had faced countless dangerous scenes, and there were no monsters. able to block his steps.

However, in Song Lan's eyes, the behavior of the head of the First Army was quite different.

After he yelled "Don't go, this is a trap!", he threw the Night Heron back heavily, causing her to fall on the hot sand hill. Before the Night Heron got up, he was furious With a shout, he ejected himself with the propulsion device, wielding the kinetic energy chainsaw heroically... and began to fight against the air.

Song Lan originally thought that the head of the First Army must be crazy, but judging from the way he fought, he seemed to be crazy in a very orderly manner.

At least the head of the First Army didn't forget the experience he had accumulated in countless battles, and dealt with the enemy in front of him methodically. His actions even allowed Song Lan to vaguely guess the enemy he was facing at the moment - wriggling tentacles, Or something like a tree of flesh and blood.

This completely confused him.

"Is something wrong with me?"

He pointed to the empty glowing sea in front of him, and turned to Lu Xiang for help.

"It's not your problem." Lu Xiang shook his head, "There is nothing ahead."

"No, no!"

At this time, Yelu, who was clutching her buttocks, got up in pain. She said, "Don't you see? Flowers grew where the archbishop walked!"

The biography of the church was right, it was clearly a gift of fate.

It is clearly a miracle that new life can be bred on this land that represents dilapidation and death!

She excitedly pointed to the road paved with beautiful flowers. The radiance caused by the radiation seemed to be being absorbed by the plants. They were really purifying the land, just as the archbishop had promised.

The archbishop said that she would eventually save all the souls from this land full of suffering, so that they could return to the embrace of "God the Father".

So the behavior of the leader of the First Legion made her both puzzled and angry - he was waving the kinetic energy chainsaw in his hand, destroying the miracle created by the archbishop. After the vegetation was destroyed by him, the radiation emerged again come out.

"That tin can is crazy!"

She blamed the First Legion Commander for his atrocities.

The discussions behind him could not stop the First Legion Commander from moving forward in the slightest. He gradually mastered the rhythm of the battle. These paper tiger-like tentacles could not hurt him at all, and what he had to do now was to fight his way out of this purgatory.

The completely different descriptions of the two made Song Lan fall into deep thought.

He felt that he had encountered a future version of the problem of pony crossing the river. The different scenes seen by the commander of the First Army and Night Heron seemed to be caused by their different beliefs and inner thoughts at the moment.

However, the road ahead has not changed in any way for him and Lu Xiang, who are pure passers-by.

However, he did notice that every time the commander of the First Legion wields the chainsaw, the eyes growing behind his exoskeleton armor are more closely connected with him, and those granulation buds like blood vessels are spreading to other parts at a slow speed, and He seemed oblivious to it.

Song Lan didn't dare to arbitrarily conclude that both the commander of the First Army and Ye Lu were crazy.

Because a pure passerby or an atheist is also a standpoint, at best it can only show that the road ahead will change according to different identities and beliefs.

In order to prove that she is sober, Yelu once again walked on this road full of flowers without hesitation.

She was in a happy mood, and her bouncing appearance was in stark contrast to the head of the First Army who was fighting bloody battles.

But for Song Lan, the road ahead was still hot, and he had to use spiritual energy as a barrier to protect himself and Lu Xiang in order to get through this place full of radiation pollution.

Although the methods adopted are different, their purpose has not changed.

The Archbishop is just ahead.

Everyone followed the shadow holding a toy puppet in her hand and moving towards the other side of the luminous sea. During this process, her body was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and time was passing by at an accelerated pace. Gradually grew up from a little girl.

She changed into a proper rescue team uniform, and she looked like a real angel in this radiation-filled purgatory.

After a while, they came to the end of this road.

The head of the First Legion and Yelu stopped at the same time, and their eyes reflected completely different scenes.

The head of the First Legion adjusted his equipment a little tiredly. The huge pit in front of him seemed to be the truth of the world. A figure who could only vaguely recognize the outline of a human stood in the deepest part of the huge pit. The scepter of power, whose height has soared to nearly five meters after the mutation, has no facial features on her face, only a gap that opens from the center, as if to swallow the whole world into her stomach.

Even the ground beneath her feet had mutated, and those tortured souls surrounded her in the center, forming a natural altar.

The walking figure finally walked towards the monster and overlapped with her.

"Look, I didn't lie to you guys!"

Yelu excitedly pointed at Heriffes surrounded by flowers and green shades, and couldn't wait for Song Lan and Lu Xiang to see the archbishop bathed in miracles. She believed that anyone who saw this scene would immediately It is believed that the archbishop is the messenger of the moon god.

She is dressed in a holy white robe, just bathed in the divine radiance, and the scepter in her hand can bring life and hope to this barren land.

But in Song Lan's eyes...

That was Heriffes, the Archbishop of the Eclipse Sect, who looked no different from the illustrations of the teachings.

She just stood there calmly, waiting for the participants of the ceremony to come to her.

The two figures overlapped, and Heriffith was watching them.

"Welcome to the end of this world."

The ethereal voice reached their ears.

　I'm a little stuck today, and I'll adjust the two changes for a day, sorry!

　　Small theater its 84:
　　On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, Friday, at noon.

　　Song Lan felt that the longest road she had traveled was Lu Xiang's routine. She first used the counterintelligence department to spread rumors, and then when he was at the end of the road, she let him out of the predicament as a savior.

　　But all these are appearances, he just passed from one predicament to another.

　　Just like now, he has to share a room with Lu Xiang, a man and a widow.

　　"Minister Lu, it's working time now, it's not good."

　　"Did I do anything?"

　　Lu Xiang looked at Song Lan with a smile, "I just want to discuss tea art with you. After all, they all say that no one understands life better than you... This is the tea I bought by someone. It is said that it is good for beauty and health. Physical fitness has a good effect.”

　　As she spoke, she handed the delicate teacup in front of Song Lan, which exuded a sweet scent.

　　For some reason, the voice of "Song Lang, it's time to drink tea" suddenly appeared in Song Lan's mind.

　　"What, do you want me to feed you?"

　　Lu Xiang smiled even more.

　　"……I will do it myself."

　　Song Lan looked at the wolfberries floating on the tea, showing a resigned expression.

　　Everyone knows Lu Xiang's heart!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)