Chapter 228 Cardinal No.11
Chapter 228 Cardinal No.11
In the night sky of Sacred Land, a blue flame soared into the sky, which was extremely dazzling, accompanied by a lot of miserable and frightened wails, like the death neighing of ghosts.
Residents of Sacred Land who wanted to come out to eat melons were so frightened that they closed their doors and windows tightly. The believers who believe in ghosts and gods in the world are also afraid of encountering some evil things on their bodies at night.
In short, if you encounter such a night of devil crying and roaring, just don't go out.
Surprisingly, in less than ten seconds, all the screams stopped abruptly, as if the screams that penetrated into the soul had never appeared before.
But the beautifully decorated Gerber Church was indeed burned to ashes by the blue flames, and there was not even a blackened frame left of the building.
A large piece of extreme and strong death energy converged on Jiang Ye from all corners of the entire Church of Flesh, allowing his Death attribute and Setsuna to advance to the level of Half step mythology!
"Well, the achievements of more than 30 years have been given to me as a dowry for nothing. This bastard named Taylor Gerber is really a good person." Jiang Ye slammed his mouth and continued to eat the remnant of Shabu Nicholas After the incarnation of Vulcan Cthugya's flame, he seemed to like eating other people's attribute energy supplements in reality.
"If you don't eat it for nothing, they will be wasted in the world anyway." Jiang Ye reined in the breath fluctuations of the other attributes, leaving only Death to refine.
On the original site of the Gerber Church, there was only a rodent mistress who fainted on the ashes and a pile of ashes, and the undead old earl, a homeless man kneeling on the ruins and weeping bitterly.
The teasing of Death in this small theater ended, Jiang Ye turned around and was about to leave, not caring about a little old undead.
"Wait...wait, Lord God, thank you for avenging Robert's vengeance. I wonder if Robert can enshrine your honorable name?" Robert wiped away his muddy old tears, and looked seriously at Jiang who turned around. Ye, want to know Jiang Ye's honorable name as a deity.
"Honorable name, um... I haven't thought of it for the time being, you can help me think about it." Jiang Ye waved to the top of Robert's head, and he caught a light spot representing faith in his hand.
Regarding Death's honorable name, Jiang Ye hasn't figured it out yet. What's more, he is not the real Death mythical body yet, so it's useless to think about it. He doesn't have the authority to hold Death at all. At most, he is just teasing as Death's envoy.
"Uh..." Robert's wrinkled old face was stunned for a moment, and he nodded as if he had realized something, "Don't worry, my lord, my humble believer Robert, I will definitely give you a majestic and solemn image, so that the world will want to invest in you Embrace the honorable name!"
Jiang Ye nodded noncommittally, and slowly came to Luo Xiaozhao who was lying on the pile of ashes and charcoal, squatted down, straightened her body, and shouted: "Hey, hey, Luo Xiaozhao, are you okay? Like this Just fainted from fright? You're a little imaginary."
Jiang Ye stretched out his hand and pinched Luo Xiaozhao's fair face. The touch from his palm was very delicate and smooth. What was particularly interesting was that Luo Xiaozhao's two small canine teeth were accidentally caught in the half-opened red lips. A part is exposed, and those two front teeth look like a rodent mouse?
"Crack!"
Seeing that Luo Xiaozhao was so dizzy, like a pig, Jiang Ye didn't spoil her just because she was a good-looking girl, but instead slapped her backhand twice, marking her fair and delicate faces with two A red palm print.
"Ah! What's going on?! Why can't I feel my face?"
Luo Xiaozhao woke up in a daze and turned around, and what he saw was Jiang Ye, a handsome young man with a delicate face, touching the left half of his face with his left hand, and scanning the ashes around him in surprise?
"What's going on here? Wasn't this a church building just now? Why is it now in ruins?!"
"Where are those devils? What about the ghost in a human leather jacket? What about the scarlet tentacles hanging from the ceiling? And what about the crazy zombies running out of the walls?!"
Too many doubts and frights caused Luo Xiaozhao to become insane and start talking nonsense.
Jiang Ye stretched out an index finger, and lightly tapped on her white and smooth forehead, sucking out all the blue-black pollution lines at the corners of her eyes.
When his hand left Luo Xiaozhao's forehead, a gorgeous little white flower had already bloomed on his hand, and the weird and alluring fragrance was inhaled by Luo Xiaozhao's nostrils.
"What kind of flower is this, it smells so good!" Luo Xiaozhao greedily grabbed Jiang Ye's hand, and snatched the little white flower away.
Jiang Ye stood up, and the little flower of life grown from pollution, the smell is the life essence that the living beings are striving for, so it's strange if it smells bad.
After Luo Xiaozhao's spirit stabilized, she also took her eyes off the little white flower of life, and her head didn't hurt so much anymore.
But that nice little big brother is gone.
"Strange, really strange, who is he? Yellow skin and black hair, he should be from Kyushu, right? He saved me just now, right? Why did I forget to ask him for his contact information, ouch, Luo Xiaozhao You're so stupid!" Luo Xiaozhao tilted his head to think for a while, after thinking it over, he wrinkled his nose and blamed himself very much.
This handsome guy in a priest's robe in black came as invisible as he left.
"I don't know if I captured his appearance in the live broadcast just now. If so, I can ask someone to ask." Luo Xiaozhao picked up the mobile phone on the ground, frowned slightly, and just bought the latest Pineapple 14 mobile phone. The screen was broken.
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In the dark night, dim street lamps, streets paved with bluestone slabs, and low-rise flat houses around.
There is a strong medieval style everywhere here, and high-tech products have not eroded the land of Sacred.
After Jiang Ye left Gerber Church, he didn't go far. Instead, he swallowed part of Sally's killing life essence, and continued to read the Necronomicon.
"No. 11, long time no see. I never thought that a world-class killer king would live in this small, shabby place. It's really a shame." Dozens of young men in black robes and black leather hats, With a restrained murderous aura, he surrounded a handsome middle-aged godfather in a red robe, without leaving a single flaw.
Jiang Ye happened to bump into this scene and thought it was fun, so he leaned against the shadow of the corner and admired it quietly.
The middle-aged man who was surrounded had the face of Zhang Huaren, with short black hair, stubbled beard, vicissitudes on his face, a pair of gray eyes, containing unresolved sadness, as if his wife had died .
"The Lord said: You are mistaken. There is no No. 11 here. There is only an ordinary but pious Christian in red." Di Shishi, holding a black-covered Bible in his left hand, said calmly.
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