Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1605 Wrong【Eve】

After a night of hard work, the nun didn't know many things happened in the outside world. She just knew that the Black Order would soon know about the sinking of the Nautilus and the failure of Grant and his party.

Next time, it might not be as simple as a few fighting sisters... After all, she still carries the Relic of Reversal, and even one of the crystallizations of the order [God Killing Armor]. How could the order let herself go so easily?

Thinking of this, Ramias suddenly came to her senses, and then felt an inexplicable discomfort.

Since the congregation clearly knew that he was carrying the holy relic of reversal and the important [God Killing Armor], even if he had already decided to arrest him, shouldn't he be more careful so that there would be no accidents in the process?

Once this idea was opened, Ramias couldn't help but assume the role of the Grant Order.

If it were her, she would just dispatch six battle nuns, and if the opponent was [God Killing Armor], she would definitely not reveal her intentions so early. In the picture, confiscating the relics of the Reversal, controlling the armor, and finally controlling the people.

But Sister Grant has directly exposed her intentions from the very beginning... She expected that she would not resist at all?
She is the instructor of the entire Fighting Sisters, how could she make such a low-level mistake?

"She wants me to resist!" Ramias took a deep breath. The birth of this idea was the source of her discomfort at this time.

The congregation did not give up on itself. Perhaps it was because the old school was under tremendous pressure that they could not use this method... No, the attitude of the old school is already obvious. This may just be Sister Grant's private behavior.

Thinking of this, the great guilt in her heart caused Ramias to overthrow her plan to go to the manor in an instant... She packed everything in a hurry, then rode on the motorcycle, and ran towards the cliff at the fastest speed go.

Although Father Stella was insane, he only knocked down the six combat nuns, not killing them... Ramias just stripped off their [Fear Reverse Cross] and placed them On the back of a rock on a cliff.

But when the locomotive reached the cliff, Ramias didn't notice the six combat nuns... Probably they had left after waking up.

She looked at the location where the Nautilus was sunk by Father Stella, gritted her teeth, put on a set of [Fear Reverse Cross], and started searching in the nearby waters.

But she only found the Nautilus broken into two pieces on the bottom of the sea, but no sign of Sister Grant...Father Stella just shot her down, but at that time Sister Grant was wearing armor, even if it sank to the bottom of the sea, the fish would not It is impossible to bite through the defense of the armor. Even if a person dies, the body should still exist.

Unable to find Sister Grant, Lamias was slightly relieved. Just as she was planning to return and make a long-term plan, she found a cave under the cliff under the cover of a group of rocks.

She subconsciously flew into this cave, but found nothing... Shaking her head, Ramias really didn't know what Sister Grant was doing now.

"I can only write down this feeling, but I will never go back in the current cult..."

Having made up her mind, Ramias temporarily put aside these distracting thoughts and went to the mysterious manor on the outskirts.

……

How much time will it take to cross the ocean, landlocked countries, and finally return to the Holy City?

Angel Jennifer didn't even have time to calculate these... because its remaining power was about to disappear—the mysterious man in the dress, who had seized Angel Jennifer's power, had already touched its origin.

The original source is damaged to such an extent, I am afraid that the only way to restore it is to return to the kingdom of heaven and immerse in the holy pool of the kingdom of heaven.

Fortunately, Angel Jennifer managed to return to Hamalel's four-winged angel before her power was about to sink to the bottom!
At this time, the angel Hamalel was discussing with the other two descending angels and the Pope of the Holy Church—this time a total of five angels descended, with Hamalel as the head, as for the other four angels including Jennifer. They are the two-winged angels of the lower three ranks, but their standing is not much worse than the lowest rank of the third rank angels, and they are the elites of the Heaven Exploration Corps.

But Angel Jennifer had just arrived—its body rushed in directly from the window, and then fell to the floor of the room.

After that, a group of faint light clusters floated out from the body of the woman in this sentence, and the light was so weak that it seemed that it would go out at any time.

The Pope was startled, "Lord Hamariel, what is this?"

At this time, Lord Hamariel's face was terribly calm. He stretched out his hand and inserted the faint light into the palm of his hand, then closed his eyes. After a while, the angel Hamariel opened his eyes with anger.

The two descending angels were impatient at this time, seeing Hamalel open, they hurried forward.

Seeing that Hamale waved his hand and sank the essence representing Jennifer's angel into his body, he said in a deep voice, "They were killed, and Phils couldn't come back. Jennifer has already used her last consciousness to tell what happened. It's me... Don't worry, after I return, I will apply to send Jennifer's source to the holy pool for restoration. It's a pity that Phils may not come back again."

"Fils and Jennifer dispatched to bring back the holy relic... What kind of terrible enemy did they encounter?" Another male descendant angel said with an ugly expression at this time.

The defeat of Phils and the desperate return of Jennifer have sounded a dangerous alarm bell for this extremely descended angel—this subworld has terrifying opponents who can threaten or even kill them.

"A mysterious man." When Hamariel shared Jennifer's spiritual knowledge, he already knew what happened... After all, the angel Hamariel looked at the Pope and said coldly: "Unexpectedly, The former warden of Shenwei Prison has degenerated into a terrible blasphemer, and he is able to cultivate this level of heresy, you are really worthy of being the Pope!"

The matter of Phils and Angel Jennifer has not yet been clarified, and the words of Lord Hamariel were alarmed again in an instant by the two descending angels.

They naturally know what the blasphemers are... They are a group of completely ignorant beliefs, who deny the existence of beliefs from the bottom of their hearts, and are even immune to holy power attacks!
Immunity to holy power is equivalent to immunity to most angel attacks. To deal with such blasphemers, one can only rely on physical blows... Among the many heresies, blasphemers are the most difficult to deal with.

"What?" The pope's face changed slightly at this moment, "Stella is a blasphemer? This is impossible... 30 years ago, Stella's holy power was comparable to that group of century-old ascetic monks in the forbidden area of ​​the Holy Church. The purity of his holy power is unmatched even by the petitioner, he... how is he a blasphemer?"

"Hmph." Lord Hamale snorted coldly, "So, you are saying that the information Jennifer Angel desperately brought back is wrong, right?"

"No." The Pope shook his head, lowered his head and said, "I just feel that there is something suspicious at this time... Lord Hamariel, can you give me some time to investigate thoroughly?"

"No need." Lord Hamalek waved his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Once the blasphemers are discovered, they must be eliminated as soon as possible! Blasphemers are like a plague, and they can infect others at the fastest speed." ! I absolutely cannot allow the source of this disaster to develop freely outside!"

"The Vasco paladin should still be there at this time, please allow me to contact him to find out." The pope said carefully.

"I said, no need." Lord Hamariel waved his hand, and then said in a deep voice: "Pope, please immediately summon all the current paladins and priests in the Holy City! I want to go to Britain...now!"

The Pope has left... As a Pope with faith, he has no way to come from the will of the envoy of heaven - his strength simply does not allow him to go against these.

"My lord, you still want to use most of the power of the holy church..." The male descendant angel was a little surprised: "Could it be that the enemies that Phils and Jennifer encountered are really so powerful...in this world?"

"It's a void primordial demon." Hamalie said with a serious expression at this moment: "Stella, you have raised a void primordial demon!"

"It turns out..." The faces of the two descending angels changed drastically.

Master Hamalel waved his hand and said, "Okay, you guys go and prepare for a while, once the church's people are assembled, we will leave immediately!"

"Yes……"

My mind changed sharply, but at this time the two descending angels did not obey their orders.

In the room, only Hamalel was left alone, but besides anger, there was even a hint of doubt between his brows at this time - that was the last message from Jennifer's spiritual consciousness.

"The secret of this sub-world?" Hamale couldn't help but fell into deep thought, "This person, could it be a powerful creature exploring the dimension..."

Thinking of this, Master Hamale suddenly took out Jennifer's fragile essence that had already sunk into it.

It stared at it for a long time, and a surly look suddenly flashed in its eyes, "You may not know that the reason why the angels of the lower third rank can be born from the reincarnation pool in an endless stream is only because you are consumables created as weapons. ...The power needed to repair you and create another angel is the same, since this is the case...then you can simply increase my power here."

The faint light cluster in the palm suddenly began to struggle violently.

But the next moment, it was [eaten] by Master Hamalel.

……

……

After dawn, the warm sunshine began to dispel the chill that had been brewing in the town for the night.

In the dilapidated and empty old building, the sunlight pouring in brought Mr. Pulin a little warmth... He opened his eyes and found that he was sleeping on the floor, so he quickly got up.

Staring at his hands that were still wearing white gloves, a trace of hesitation flashed in Mr. Prin's eyes... He hesitated for a moment, and finally took half of the white gloves off slowly.

The power of death emanated instantly at this moment, and a bird that stayed outside the window instantly fell downstairs—Mr. Prin had no choice but to put on the gloves again.

"I actually survived this time..." Mr. Prin frowned.

That kind of death power eruption, in the years since he could remember, including this time, there have been four times before and after - the first three times, each time brought quite terrible results.

For the first time, a whole village was killed.

The second time, because he was wandering in the mountains at that time, only a few hunters died...but the area covered was an entire mountain.The second eruption wiped out all vitality on the entire mountain.

The third time, because of a premonition, Mr. Pulin simply went out to sea and came to a deserted island overseas... That time, the power of death covered a range of thirty nautical miles.

As for the fourth time, he didn't realize when it erupted...but it didn't cause any damage.

Could it be that after the first three eruptions, after the fourth one, his subconscious mind has been able to control the destruction caused by the eruption of the power of death?

Not necessarily.

Mr. Prin let out a long breath, the fourth outburst was without warning, but he had a vague feeling that the fifth outburst would come soon.

"It seems that this place is about to leave."

In order to deal with this sudden burst of death power, he needed to find a sparsely populated place.

He sighed, thinking of Mrs. and Mrs. Smith who were still in the hospital. After thinking for a while, he went out and walked to the suburbs... to find some fresh soil.

……

Boss Luo went to sleep normally in the second half of the night... When the maid came back, Boss Luo felt that he couldn't continue to stay up all night and let loose.

At dawn, the maid, who didn't need to sleep, was already busy in the kitchen, while 【Eve】was on the sidelines, waiting for orders at any time, and reporting some other things.

"Really...she really said that." The maid lady who was doing Souffle smiled slightly at this moment, looked at [Eve] and said: "It's so funny that you actually debated such an issue with you. It seems that this Lamy Miss Yas, what an independent woman."

"Because of the limited level of cognition, Ramias does not know her ignorance." [Eve] shook her head, "judging, the female named Ramias is zero threat."

The maid lady who was shaking the spoon suddenly stopped, and said calmly: "You are really troublesome."

[Eve] said: "I am obliged to eliminate the threats around me for my creator."

The maid said blankly, "I don't remember writing a similar program for you."

[Eve] said seriously: "But the creator gave me the ability to learn. As a servant, I have to solve the creator's problems! The master was born in Huaxia, so I have learned a lot about the history of Huaxia. I am studying the skills of [Gong Dou], the creator please rest assured."

The maid's hand stopped again, and the Souffle in the pan broke.

"Missed..."

(End of this chapter)