I, Unlimited Stream, European Emperor

His voice is sharp like a woman, and his facial features are also beautiful and feminine like a woman, but his words are full of male tyranny. The believers on the ground are trembling under the suppression of his magic power. At this moment, they seem to feel that they are facing The weird monster has both the majesty of a lion and the coldness of a poisonous snake. It combines two impressions...

A monster like a Chimera.

"We are the spokesperson of the gods on the ground and the agent of God's punishment on the ground. Our mission is to completely wipe out the blasphemous fools, including their flesh and soul!"

As he declared in this way, the agents standing in different corners all stood up at the same time, and shouted in a calm voice: "Amen——"

砰

The moment the prayer was completed, the high-speed rotating sword slashed the door of the church. The rough roar ended the simple prayer, and everyone turned their attention to the door.

Clear footsteps slowly came from the gate, and in the flying dust, everyone saw a vague figure.

"shooting."

The voice of the third-generation walker did not hesitate, and immediately, from all corners, hundreds of rifles aimed at the figure in the flying dust at the same time.

"This is sanctions!"

The moment he whispered to himself, all the barrels of the guns burst into flames, and the dense hail of bullets covered the figure in the dust.

da da da da da

Only the sound of bullets passing through could be heard in the air.

The figure standing in the dust raised his hand high, and said calmly, "Let's play, Jibril."

As the sound fell, an unexpected heat burst out, shaking away all the flying dust, and the figure inside emerged.

About sixteen or seventeen years old, a silver-haired, indifferent boy, the third-generation walker looked at the boy and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Sword Emperor, one of the original 13 heretic magicians?"

Among the information reported by the spies of the engineering department in the past few days, there is information about this young man who seems to be watching something near the engineering department.

"Although I am humble and tolerant, there are still three kinds of people I cannot tolerate."

The young man raised his finger and watched the hail of bullets blown away by the strong wind formed by the heat flow of the steam. He said calmly, "Thugs in this era still use theocratic power to commit evil deeds."

"An idiot who used a hot weapon in front of a magician with an automaton."

"And unscrupulously throwing in those stupid leaders who can be seen as spies at a glance."

Hearing the young man's words, the third-generation walker didn't say anything, but quietly pulled out the cross behind him, put away his cold expression, and gradually appeared devout.

"Lord, bear witness to our justice."

The agents standing in the corner also picked up their weapons and responded in calm words: "Lord, please accept our loyalty."

"We are the iron battle, and we will eradicate all heresies."

"We are the hurricane, and we shall sweep away all filth."

Very clearly, the terrifying magic power came in the form of almost substantive pressure, Loki squinted his eyes, "It doesn't seem to be a boring clown at all."

"That noble Western magician, is he going to perform for us, one person singled out 45 people?"

With a teasing tone, Lei Zhen in a black coat slowly walked in, looked at the agents, and said slowly: "But having said that, a large group of you have been plotting here for seven days, just to Isn't that a bit too much for an ordinary little girl? Catholics."

"The witch is just wearing a human body, and she rebelled against the teachings of the Lord."

"I understand, I understand, that's all."

Dongyang's puppeteer smiled, but the smile contained an unconcealable coldness, "Anyone who does not conform to the teachings of 'God' is a sinner...but who is this 'God'?"

"Is it a man who raised ill will against a little girl? Or is it an educator who forced you to brainwash people who originally had free thoughts into your own kind?"

"From this point of view, your 'god' is nothing but a wicked male teacher!"

After the words fell, the agent no longer planned to combine with the two puppeteers in front of him to continue explaining. They were not the kind of priests who were good at using words.

But...

Thugs who are more inclined to use direct violence to make people submit.

ps: The two chapters will be thrown up first...

Chapter 653: Stand's War!

"Every night, blowing 24 punches."

"Turn it up, Jibril."

At the same time, the puppeteers who injected magic power began to control their automatic dolls, throwing away the black windbreaker covering themselves, and the oriental girl dolls in exquisite black kimonos were like a speeding train, heading towards the representative in front of them. Those who rushed away.

And Jippler, who completely solved the hail of bullets, also suddenly spun, and Loki's pupils glowed like magic eyes. Ladder symbol.

"Has it started yet?"

A man's voice suddenly came from above the church, and the next moment, a man carrying a red-haired girl rushed over from the ceiling of the church without warning.

"I'm not late."

He laughed, but the two puppeteers on the ground rolled their eyes. They were obviously the callers, but they were the last ones to arrive.

The man glanced at the seven clergymen in pitch-black formal attire, and laughed happily for a moment, "It looks like I'm not too late, so let's make a big fuss, Morgana."

"Yes."

The red-haired girl who descended with the man nodded, mobilizing the magic power in her body and slowly activating a certain ritual hidden in her body.