Pulling Out The Gun Of St. Jolanginus, I Decided To Keep A Low Profile

On the other hand, after knocking the Astra into the air, the fleshy palm didn't just disappear, but grew bigger and bigger, almost covering the entire neutral block.

A bloody rain of incomparable stench also fell in the sky.

Those superhumans who had long been infected by the evil god's seed melted quietly in the blood rain, not even a single bone was left, and pools of blood gathered on the ground to form a river of blood, like a blood-colored python, devouring all living things .

All kinds of extraordinary things carried by the extraordinary person fell into the blood river, and the extraordinary aura only flickered a few times before suddenly going out, and nothing left was swallowed by the blood river.

"Swinburne Maxey, how dare you appear in Rome?"

A furious old voice resounded like thunder over the entire sky of Rome.

A dry and thin old man suddenly appeared out of thin air not far from the fleshy palm. He was wearing a linen robe with patches all over it. He was wearing a pair of tattered straw sandals on his feet. His cloudy eyes were staring at a certain place in the city below. .

"It turned out to be His Excellency St. Will Sebastian, the head of the Ascetic Order of the Holy See. It's been a long time. I miss you very much."

A figure in black robe appeared opposite Will Sebastian like a ghost, and greeted him politely.

"Swinburne, I'll give you one last chance to leave Rome. I can forget about what happened today."

"Hey! I didn't expect that His Excellency Saint Will, who has always been jealous in the past, would let me, a cultist, one day. It's so ridiculous!"

"Have you noticed it? It's a pity that it's too late. Since you interrupted my hope of being promoted to a demigod in the Mediterranean Sea more than a hundred years ago, I have been eager for revenge all the time, and I have been preparing for it for more than a hundred years."

As soon as the words fell, there were explosions one after another in the inner city of Rome, and the flesh and blood of the arrested cultists exploded at this moment.

The flesh and blood that exploded scattered in all directions, and most of them fell on the ground.

The moment it fell to the ground, there was a sizzling sound, which confronted the light purification circle depicted on the floor tiles.

And hidden under the floor tiles is the magic matrix of homeland defense that Rome has been increasing and maintaining for thousands of years.

The purpose of these cultists is to act as human bombs to destroy the hidden magic power circulation circuit underground.

"Report! A violent explosion occurred on the streets of Deauville, and the underground magical passage was destroyed by 3%."

"Report!………………"

"Report!………………"

In a certain base located underground in Rome, many cardinals are here, including Richelieu and Joan of Arc.

"Since it's damaged, let's get someone to fix it!"

"Reporting Your Excellency the archbishops, there are not enough manpower, and many professional mechanics and formation masters are taking refuge. We are temporarily unable to mobilize more manpower to repair the homeland defense magic matrix."

"Can the left-behind clergymen of various churches cooperate, and together we release the angel's judgment and cut off that flesh and blood palm."

Carol suddenly proposed when he saw the fleshy palm on the surveillance screen.

"no."

"Absolutely not."

"Carol, do you know how much the Angel Trial consumes?"

"This is impossible, Carol, the Holy See has not yet reached the most critical moment, and after casting the Angel Judgment, we cardinals can still spare power, but those ordinary priests can't do it. "

Archbishop Burns rejected the offer without even thinking about it.

"He has prepared revenge for more than a hundred years, do you think there will be no follow-up measures?"

"So what, with the strength of Lord Saint Will's demigod, killing a cultist who has not entered the demigod realm is easy."

"What's more, we have Lord Saint Richelieu coming to help."

Seeing the honeyed and confident faces of the group of red-clothed archbishops, Carol shrugged and stopped talking. Who made him just a soft-spoken red-clothed archbishop!

"Bishops, I told you to call me Richelieu or Ms. Richelieu, and don't add holy words before my name."

When Richelieu heard this embarrassing name, he frowned and said.

What's more, she didn't feel that she was qualified to be called Saint Richelieu.

"Yes, Monsieur Richelieu."

Many red-clothed archbishops bowed their heads and responded in unison.

"By the way, is there any news about the owner of the Gun of Longinus?"

"Sorry, Lord Richelieu, we have searched all over the inner city of Rome for tourists from the Kingdom of Xia, but we haven't found any trace of the Crown Prince you mentioned, Lord Richelieu."

"Sorry, I now have one more feature, he is of mixed race, so he may be a Westerner in appearance."

The archbishops in red were suddenly silent, no wonder they couldn't find them, they all let the clergy stare at the black-haired and black-eyed ones.

You didn't say such important news earlier!

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