After the global recovery, I traveled through

It was extinguished but another beam suddenly burned up, and the cold iron piece plunged into the darkness three inches not to be outdone.

The vampire's stronghold has long since swelled like paper, with not even a single fragment of wall tiles left.

The vampires have long since disappeared, but the ground that was blasted out of the deep pit retains a piece of pure land.

In the original vampire's courtyard, the silhouette of a human figure remains.

Knight Commander of the Templars Leon Crowther was lying on the ground, his head resting on one foot. There were dark feathers covering the corners of his bleeding mouth.

When the bishops' eyes followed the direction in which the feather fell, someone trembled: "——blasphemy! This is blaspheming the glory of my God. How can He have the same form as my God!"

Six dark wings were folded, occupying almost the entire screen.

Huang Chuntao quickly stepped up her efforts: "I said, He is a poor imitation..."

Suddenly, all the yelling stopped for a short time, and Huang Chuntao couldn't help but blush.

Just because the six-winged fallen angel turned his face away slightly, revealing only half of his face.

His expression was a little melancholy, his face was bloodless, and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, making people want to kiss him away.

Everyone understood why Leon was desperately trying to raise his head.

They leaned closer to the screen and carefully observed the fallen angel's eyes that coaxed the night into.

Huang Chuntao was also fascinated by the beauty, but she finally froze, came back to her senses, and said loudly: "Do you want me to warn you - are your hearts still pure? Are you confused by the illusion created by the darkness? !”

Some people were stunned and lowered their heads in shame.

However, the breath belonging to the fallen angels seems to be able to affect their breathing and every move through the divine network.

Huang Chuntao took the opportunity to once again propose the idea of ​​awakening the Pope.

Everyone was silent for a moment.

At this moment, a piece of news came that could shock the whole country.

The Public Affairs Council, which is responsible for Lorraine's diplomacy and the management of the Holy See's diplomatic missions abroad, urgently notified the bishops: "The embassy just sent an urgent report that a white-haired man attacked Chutian's palace!"

"Although he did not spread his wings, after testing by Chutian and our embassy, ​​it is indeed a divine power!"

"The embassy has become a mess, and Chutian has expressed its solemn protest!"

——In other words, Chutian thought that an angel attacked Chutian!

Regardless of whether there are really angels or not, the fact is that Chutian's palace was bombed!

"There are five thousand Angel Legion No. 1 troops, all participating in the battle against the God of Darkness. Correct."

"The Angel Legion's Second Army has a total of four thousand, all participating in the battle against the God of Darkness. Correct."

"Angel Legion..."

Huang Chuntao's face was uncertain about this unplanned incident. She knew in her heart that it was impossible for the bishop of Lorraine to send an angel to bomb the Chutian Palace, so this angel must be the card character of some reincarnation!

What lucky idiot reincarnator actually summoned an angel and sent him to attack the palace? ! Ate the courage of an angel! ?

Feeling upright, Huang Chuntao then thought about it and realized that there were benefits to this matter. In this way, a war between the two countries is more likely to start, and wouldn't the Pope's awakening make him more confident?

In the scene connected to Nar City, the fallen angel flapped its six wings and flew past.

Immediately behind him was a surge of armed legions, and the steely dark clouds fired dazzling lightning to block the fallen angel's route.

"He's going to the Holy Land!!!"

"God, stop him!"

However, the fallen angel traveled thousands of miles in an instant, and the laser could not break his silver hair.

Seeing this, Huang Chuntao reiterated the matter of awakening the Pope in a serious tone.

This time, there were no more objections, and in the silence there was silent approval from the bishop.

So outside the Holy Land Church, the four-winged angel who was fighting the two-winged fallen angel received Huang Chuntao's order and staggered into the church.

——

Zhao Lue did not want to harm the angels, so he flew to the Holy Land instead.

It was obviously his first time to fly with wings, but he couldn't fully experience the fun. All the turrets moving with him in front of him and behind him made a tooth-breaking sound of gears clenching.

The vampires were too weak, and they were afraid that they would all die under fire. Zhao Lue asked them to disperse in the darkness to see the right time to disrupt the attack target, while the nightmare was growing spiral horns on its head.

So in order to save the energy to deal with Huang Chuntao——

"Chen Kele!" Zhao Lue shouted.

General Chen, who was wearing helmet and armor, jumped up like a red dragon leaping between the fortresses composed of mecha guns and cannons.

Every swing of the halberd will block Peiran's attack with the outer layer, causing sparks to splash to the ground!

"Seven kills!" Chen Kele shouted.

The blood-red star hanging above his head trembled suddenly, spinning crazily. Layers of light as thick as blood flowed from the highest to the lowest, and then fell on him endlessly.

"Sometimes it's a bit tiring to rule the country by one person." He said helplessly.

After he finished speaking, he laughed again and laughed for a while, dancing with his halberd tightly.

Fang Tian drew the halberd and picked away the warhead, iron piece and laser. Blood splashed on the green light, which brightened the light in Chen Kele's eyes.

After a while, he muttered: "I didn't even see what it looked like."

He raised his head, approached a pitiful little angel hugging his knees with a surly look, and curled his lips.

When he turned back, Zhao Lue had arrived at the Holy Land.

There is a small road on the mountain of the Holy Land. The road is as small as a plate of sheep intestines that has been overturned on the mountain.

Zhao Lue saw Huang Chuntao walking on the path at a glance.

Huang Chuntao is a slim and graceful young woman. Even wearing a red robe cannot hide the charm that radiates from the inside out.

If you just look at her appearance, she certainly doesn't look like Han Jianping's mother.

Perhaps due to the environment, the overly gorgeous feeling between her beautiful eyebrows was slowly suppressed and turned into a strange feeling of holiness.

——She can become a cardinal no matter what.

Zhao Lue stopped, and even the angels stopped a mile away from the holy land and let out whimpering sounds.

Zhao Lue heard the voice of the arena host.

"[Participating player Huang Chuntao] Are you sure to use the rights of the winner of the first season to modify the relic [sleep until you wake up naturally]?"

Huang Chuntao knelt neatly in front of the church, assumed a praying posture, and chose to confirm at the same time.

Zhao Lue saw the description of this relic: [A girl made a wish to sleep until she wakes up naturally. Her wish was fulfilled. Unfortunately, she had a car accident and fell into a coma. Then she became a vegetative state. What happened to her family, doctors, and nurses? I can't even wake her up. ]

After modification, the girl in the description can be aroused.

At this moment, Zhao Lue felt that time had stopped for a moment.

The white doves resting on the top of the church flew up one after another, shaking half of the darkness and half of the light above the holy place.

This reminded Zhao Lue of the scene at the Barbecue Villa.

——Wherever I go, white doves will fly above my head.

The graceful white feathers held up the horizon of light, and the darkness quietly receded.

Pure hymns echoed from every building in the Holy Land.

Zhao Lue listened in a daze.

"My child, my god."

"Here I am, drawn to you by your divine glance, toward you."

"Although I am walking towards you, even though you are right there, I am waiting for you."

"Don't let me walk away for years in vain, don't let the morning mist waiting to destroy Eden."

He watched helplessly as the white-painted streets were repainted with ancient colors, and the flowers that covered the pergolas bloomed and then fell.

The sweet fragrance of the flowers lingered around the holy place, and the cries of the angels ceased.

The wind blew away not only the colorful petals, but also the fluttering white feathers.

Zhao Lue discovered that it was not a white dove that was flying, but an angel's feathers.

Zhao Lue's black feathers were also mixed in, flying silently towards a never-ending river next to the holy land.

A four-winged angel flew out of the window at the top of the church. He first flew towards Huang Chuntao. When he saw Zhao Lue folding his wings and landing not far away from Huang Chuntao, he opened his eyes wide and stopped.

Clear tears overflowed from the eyes of the four-winged angel, but his slight words were not as good as the footsteps coming from the church.

Very light and slow footsteps, but every step touches people's hearts.

The door painted with roses and saints slowly opened.

Huang Chuntao raised her short bow.

The four-winged angel shouted hoarsely: "That's Cupid's arrow——"

Huang Chuntao drew her bow and arrow.

Zhao Lue dodged and snatched the short bow.

The overlapping sounds of the arena sounded in Zhao Lue's ears.

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"[Participating Player Huang Chuntao] used a relic on you [Frequent Urination, Urinary Urination, and Incessant Urination]"

"[Participating player Huang Chuntao] used the relic [Endless Claw] on you."

"..."

Dozens of relics in a row carry Huang Chuntao's power as a reincarnation person.

Huang Chuntao is indeed very powerful, and any player other than Zhao Lue who comes today will have to fall for it. It's a pity that Zhao Lue didn't use the fallen angel's power much along the way, so he blocked them all.

Zhao Lue finally grabbed the short bow the moment the arrow left the string.

The arrows carried strange power. He could not stop the arrows from being shot, and could only adjust the direction of the arrows in a very short period of time.

When the arrow was deflected towards the chest of the man standing at the door of the church, Zhao Lue thought inappropriately of every shot he took in the archery gym and archery club.

He was so talented at it that the coach in charge of teaching him joked: "You just have the magic power to hit people's hearts."

Zhao Lue didn't take it seriously. Drawing the bow, shooting, aiming at the accurate target, hitting the target without any bias, this has always been a process that he likes very much. He always shoots accurately, and he never gives in to others on purpose. Wang Xichen and Ye Feiyu are quite critical of this.

And now, for the first time, his arrow deliberately deflected.

Ji Shun deliberately shot the middle of the dragon's horn that time without deflection.

The man walking out of the church pressed the rose pattern on the door, smiled softly, and took a step aside.

The arrow hit him right in the heart.

"Cupid's arrow has one characteristic: it will definitely hit." Huang Chuntao said quietly.

The bow in Zhao Lue's hand turned into golden dust, flowing between his fingers.

At the same time, the arrow inserted in the heart also turned into dust, and the golden dots were not as dazzling as the man's blond hair.

But soon, those golden dots turned into another dull color.

Huang Chuntao's sharp laughter followed closely: "Do you think you are the only one who is smart and I am stupid -"

"While you were fighting for the bow, I had already changed the arrows from gold to lead!!"

"Lead!!! Arrow of Resistance!!!"

Zhao Lue watched the man slowly stroke the arrow on his chest, his expression changed from gentle to a little strange.

He pulled out the arrow and rubbed the healing wound.

"There is a feeling of sadness." He said.

He did not look at Zhao Lue, but asked Huang Chuntao: "Bishop Alena Spring?"

Huang Chuntao shuddered and took a step back.

Gaspard showed a polite smile, with some soft encouragement in his green eyes.

That was the smile of the original Viscount Salian.

He was encouraging Huang Chuntao to admit who he was.

Huang Chuntao rolled her eyes and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Then Huang Chuntao died.

She died under Gaspard's smile without a trace of murderous intent.

The author has something to say: He is coming, he is really coming~

Lead arrows and so on, believe me, it's not a big problem, I am a handsome anchor... Bah, sweet article author.

Chapter 253 Containment failure (two two)

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