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

At the moment when the spear of St. Jolanginus was released from his hand, an illusory and grand picture suddenly appeared in the sky.

On an ancient and distant, slightly mottled cross, a man with a haggard figure, shabby clothes, and a vague face was tied.

At the moment of seeing this person, all those who believe in God seem to have seen the real Lord.

He was pierced by an ordinary old stone spear and firmly nailed to the cross.

Blood dripped continuously, staining the tip of the stone spear red.

At this time, the peerless movement played in Rome just happened to reach its climax, intersecting with this scene in the sky, as if staging the most grand performance in the world.

Seeing this sudden scene, everyone was dumbfounded. Even if they are not followers of the Holy Messianic religion, they should have heard the myths and legends about Jesus being betrayed by his disciples and then crucified.

Unexpectedly, they would one day see this scene with their own eyes.

This is a battle that is enough to record in the annals of history, and this scene will also be passed down forever as part of the legend of the Son of Adam.

Countless believers quickly knelt on the ground, drew the cross on their chests, and silently chanted the Messiah.

In their lives, seeing this scene, they feel that even if they die now, they will have no regrets.

boom!

A not-so-loud sound came from the entrance of the cave, and Ye Yan couldn't help showing a faint smile on his face.

The spear of St. Jolanginus has penetrated the star core, and it seems to have brought something out of the star core.

Ye Yan can feel the joy of the gun of St. Jolanginus now.

Disappeared again?

Ye Yan felt the embrace behind her who didn't know when it suddenly disappeared, and felt a little lost in her heart.

Suddenly, a strong sense of weakness swept his whole body from the depths of Ye Yan's soul, making his head dizzy, and shouted with all his strength before falling into a coma:

"The gun of St. Jolanginus has shattered the star core of the star, and the star is about to disintegrate. Please rush to the underground facility for emergency refuge."

After saying this, Ye Yan completely lost his consciousness and fell down from midair.

At this time, the space around Ye Yan suddenly fluctuated, followed by a man in black.

A dark dagger with blue-purple brilliance was aimed at Ye Yan's heart and stabbed instantly.

"Bastard! Fuck me!"

Seeing this scene, Richelieu fell into a frenzy instantly, stepped forward, and appeared beside the assassin, and Durandal slashed at him fiercely.

But it was too late, the dagger was about to stab Ye Yan in the heart.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

At this time, Richelieu hated himself very much for not appearing beside Ye Yan earlier, so that the assassin would not have any opportunity to take advantage of.

Seeing this scene, many forces in the world who are hostile to the Holy Messiah wished to applaud immediately, and then opened two bottles of champagne to celebrate.

This assassin did a really good job, I must give it a thumbs up!

Ding!

The moment the dagger was about to stab Ye Yan's heart, a shield of holy light appeared instantly, blocking the assassin's fatal blow.

It's actually a holy light shield that only demigods can cast!

The black-clothed assassin instantly judged that it was impossible to assassinate Ye Yan again, and subconsciously prepared to use the space jump to escape from this place.

However, how could the enraged Richelieu let the assassin escape, she was just about to watch her brother die in front of her eyes.

What's more, the holy sword Durandal has the power to cut through space, and it can also interfere with the assassin's space jump.

A sword light passed through the space, directly splitting the black-clothed assassin in two.

The strange thing is that no blood was spilled, and Richelieu immediately prepared the holy light purification spell. The only ones who can do this and still survive are those disgusting lackeys of the evil god.

However, half of the black-clothed assassin's body suddenly exploded at an extremely terrifying speed, and he moved several hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.

The other half of the body suddenly swelled rapidly, as if it was about to explode.

Seeing this, Richelieu could only give up chasing that half of his body, and wanted to save his younger brother first, and then deal with the flesh bomb.

Wait a minute, where's her brother?

Why did such a big person disappear?

She also wanted to take the opportunity to see what her younger brother looked like!

Suddenly, Richelieu seemed to have thought of something, and quickly turned around, and as expected, her brother was already hugged by Matilda.

Matilda also noticed Richelieu's sharp eyes, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, and then she ordered with a blank expression:

"Ms. Richelieu, please solve the flesh bomb as soon as possible, and then collect the disintegrated stars in the sky."

"You have the holy sword Durandal, and you have enough physical strength. Now you are the most suitable for this kind of thing."

hateful! Don't think I didn't see the smug smile on your face just now.

Richelieu couldn't help clenching his fists, and said with a smile on his face:

"Sister Matilda, I understand, but please take care of my brother."

"Adam is my holy son, and he is also the next Pope of the Messianic Church. I will naturally take good care of him, so you don't need to say more."

After speaking, he hugged Ye Yan and turned away without hesitation.

Joan of Arc, who was making soy sauce all the time, was a little confused and confused. Is this a Shura field?

But Sister Matilda doesn't seem to like Adam, the little pervert.

And it was hard for her to imagine that Sister Matilda would fall in love with a man.

hateful! I will endure!

Richelieu turned around and used a purification technique to purify the ever-expanding mass of flesh and blood into nothingness. She didn't pay attention to the flesh and blood bomb formed by the half body of a saint.

Then he vented his anger on the dark red star.

Compared with the intact star after the star core is destroyed, the hardness is exactly one in the sky and the other in the ground.

For Richelieu, who held Durandal in his hand, it was easy to cut off a large piece.

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