It Won't Hurt to Scrape Again when It's All over to Terra.

I have a real understanding of these two sentences today

May they go well and have a safe journey

Section 628 050. My head!

The cooperation between Rhode Island and Rutland is deeper than Mo Qi imagined.

This kind of injection has scales, and there are simple tips on what kind of wound to inject and how many scales to inject. Of course, many people are injured a little bit seriously, and they can be directly pushed in in order to survive, but the back is a little small. The side effects may make him uncomfortable for a while.

"I have to stay here, will you act with the Pope Knights?"

"Yes, but not completely." Mo Qi shook his head: "Our goals are different after all, they need to clean up all the infected creatures, and I will look for the seal, I came to you for this - where is the seal? ?"

Are you ready to drive straight in...?Raphael raised her eyebrows, but she was not surprised by Mo Qi's decision. Rather, he was the only one who could solve the problem.

But well...

"The seal mark on your arm hasn't been exposed, has it?"

"Well, this? No, even your Pope doesn't know this exists."

"I know, otherwise the Pope won't let you touch the seal, and he should find a more appropriate method."

Just as the gods of the holy mountain of Kalan know how to throw the blame and throw the trouble directly to Mo Qi and then run out to play with the saint, Michael, as the seal guardian of Lateran, of course also knows what to do, just the right person never.

After all, [Killing the Demon King] must be done, and what to do may [Tera] have already planned it, but it's just a handsome me.

But it is different now. After all, Sherag is not as troubled as Rutland. I mean in terms of the seal, so the Pope still thinks that Sherag's seal is still safe and sound on the holy mountain of Kalan. , I didn't expect the possibility that the gods and the saints would run away together with buckets.

You can see how important instant messaging is.

So after all, there is only one right hand, and it is impossible for Mo Qi to try to absorb the power of the other half.

"Then blow him up again, and then try to seal it myself."

Mo Qi clenched his fist, and the power on the mark filled him with confidence.

"...Do you know magic?"

"will not."

"Do you understand the sealing technique?"

"don't know."

"So why do you look like there is no problem?!"

"This kind of seal has a self-maintenance mechanism, but it is damaged by man-made destruction. The increase in the internal strength of the seal exceeds the seal threshold, causing the spell to stop. I go in and explode the evil things, and then inject [purification] into the seal, right? "

Mo Qi didn't look sideways, and read out the prompt that Anna displayed in front of him on his head-up display.

Again, Mo Qi didn't understand spells or Originium skills.

But he will still be able to release the most basic energy, and the rest of Anna will help him.

"Just if you understand..." Raphael rubbed his brows, always feeling that the man in front of him was not as reliable as she thought.

"The Sealed Land is at the very center of the Holy Land Ruins. It is easy to find, the tallest and most magnificent temple."

Raphael still answered Mo Qi's question.

"The most central? Did your angels put such troublesome things directly in your core temple before?"

"Actually, when we decided to bury the city, we moved it... Speaking of angels, you must be careful to distinguish them."

As if remembering something, Raphael pointed to the halo above his head.

"To distinguish the enemy from me, it depends on the halo, not the appearance. After all, there are so many... They don't look very friendly in appearance."

Speaking of his colleagues, Raphael also had a headache. How could their aesthetics become like this for thousands of years? It seems that it is one of their few entertainment items to scare newcomers to the Holy Land Ruins every year. It's because you don't have to make yourself look like that...weird.

There is no improvement in combat power! (angry)

"Angel... and hostile??"

Mo Qi's eyes widened and he was very surprised, while Raphael pursed his red lips and nodded silently.

According to logic, angels will not be infected with ore disease.

Oripathy is that Originium relies on the blood circulation in the human body to absorb the life and flesh and blood of the host. In the end, Originium will devour the infected person from the inside out. After the crystal is dusted, it will either become a new Originium, or it will be like a bomb. Exploded the same.

But angels do not eat this set, they do not rely on blood circulation to maintain their lives, and the source of energy that they rely on for survival cannot be polluted.

"Not all angels will die lying in the pillars, those are the angels who are directly controlled by their bodies... Don't worry, they are already dead, but they are still very powerful because of their bodies. What you see is a red aperture. , don't hold back."

Mo Qi agreed.

"Okay, I have finished what I have to say, and I have to go back to work." Stretching a beautiful waist, Raphael winked at Mo Qi: "Go and fulfill your mission, Lord Raguel~"

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How much space does it take to bury a city?

Not just burying it, but also burying it deeply. I really don't know what kind of spell was able to do such a thing.

The entrance connecting the underground and the surface, the Rutlan people built a ladder.

It looks a bit like taking off your pants and farting, hiding it in the ground, but leaving a road to connect with the outside world, but it is necessary to bury the city, otherwise this kind of strange source stone pollution is not limited to holy places. Ruins are so simple.

"There is actually light here... How can there be a light source underground?"

The entire city was clearly presented in front of Mo Qi's eyes. After a closer look, he realized that it wasn't something illuminating the city, but the city itself reflecting the light!

It is the sun underground.

As soon as I saw the whole picture of the city, the sound of gunshots and explosions was already in my ears. The flames of explosions bloomed from time to time in various parts of the city. It has been an extremely high-intensity uninterrupted battle since being thrown here.

"Your Excellency Raguel, we have arrived, your protective equipment..."

The stern Pope Knight looked at Mo Qi as just a simple filter mask on his face, and was really worried.

Taking a look at the red "Severe pollution detected" in the HUD, Mo Qi touched the filter mask covering his face. All equipment is online, and the confidential equipment group is also ready. [Hazard Protection] is still reassuring. number.

Seeing Mo Qi's insistence, the Pope Knight hesitated for a while, and finally nodded. After a knightly salute, the door of the ladder was completely opened.

There is no doubt that the ladder is Rutland's only important guard goal here. The knights quickly transported all the supplies they brought out. At this moment, Mo Qi's shoulder was suddenly patted from behind.

When he turned his head, he saw a head with a white aperture floating in front of Mo Qi.

It also knocked Mo Qi's teeth, is this smiling at him?

Mo Qi: "..."

Snapped!

He slapped the head off.

"my head!!!"

Section 629 051. [4K5] Blasphemer

Mo Qi once imagined what the first meeting between himself and the angel camp would be like, all kinds of scenarios, good and bad.

But what he didn't think about was that a headless body trotted to pick up his head, which was just slapped by Mo Qi.

So what kind of template did [Tera] create the angel based on?

It's not like an [angel] with a halo above his head is an [angel]!

Mo Qi looked at the figure with no head and picked up his head, lightly patted the dust on it, and put the head back on his... chest.

His head was floating in the air, no wonder just now...

"Angel, are they all like this?"

In a rather complicated tone, Mo Qi couldn't help asking.

Not to mention the rest, at least Mo Qi can be sure that after the modern age, the dress of the Pope's knights is still basically imitating them, and the tactical equipment with a modern style, whether it is an old thing or a new generation, at least at first glance. There is no difference.

It's just... the only difference is that above the angel's chest, it is very obvious that he was bitten by some existence or received some corrosive attack, and a bald head floated in the air.

Hearing Mo Qi's question, the angel's skull in front of him clicked twice, as if he wanted to laugh. He pointed to himself with his thumb: "That's right, they're all like me."

Boom!

"Ah, my head!!!!"

Chasing his own head again.The angel's other companion was obviously not a human, but while withdrawing his weapon, he sighed likely: "Don't let those who see us for the first time have a strange impression of us."

Most likely already have...

The other angel looked much normal, but as long as it was the exposed part of the face, without exception, there were only bones.

"Ah? Oh, please don't care about our appearance. No matter how good-looking it is, it will not help the situation of the battle. That kind of appearance that is optional and wastes materials to repair is not necessary for us."

"And don't look at our picture, it's quite convenient to fight."

Everything is premised on combat, no matter how dilapidated the surface of the body looks, the gun in his hand is always as clean as new.

Mo Qi waved his hand, and Raphael has given him sufficient psychological expectations.

"You don't look the same as what I saw in the sanctuary."

He couldn't help but ask.

Mo Qi thought that the angels here would also be different from the pillars in the church in terms of communication and so on. The insipidity and gentleness of the pillar angels were not inherited by the angel duo in front of them.

"Ah, you said them," the angel nodded and explained, "there are compatriots whose lives are like candles in the wind, they can die at any time, and they can let this guy go to those pillars and stay for one. Yue, he can also become what you said."

"I was bitten like this by that evil creature and chose to dig out my head to continue fighting, just to die on the battlefield, not to be sealed in a column as an exhibit!"

The slightly normal angel spread his hands to Mo Qi, meaning "that's it".

To be honest, it feels good to be full of energy.