Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

In the dilapidated church, solemn chanting sounded, and papers filled with Bibles flew, forming a spherical holy light barrier.

Several clergymen in the barrier were dead, and dazzling lightning flashed around the barrier, but the lightning only flowed around the barrier and did not break the barrier.

It was not that Zhang Zhiwei could not break it, but the people inside had turned into black charred corpses. What was the point of breaking it? !

With a thought, he gathered the lightning intertwined around himself, and then looked at the person coming in front.

The momentum of the person coming was far greater than those minions just now. He stepped on the grand chanting sound, wearing a white windbreaker, and a cross shining with holy light hung on his chest. The holy light shone on his glasses, revealing the reflective lenses.

This person walked step by step into the field, standing in the shadow, with a long knife in his hand flashing a cold light.

His eyes lingered on several dead companions for a moment, then moved away and glanced at several disciples tied to the cross, and finally focused on the incarnation of Zhang Zhiwei floating in the air.

"All the men died... but the person tied to the cross was safe and sound... the human-shaped lightning floating in the air..."

After just a little thought, he roughly understood the cause of the matter. He guessed that it was his men who caught several foreign heretics and wanted to execute them by burning, but they were found.

In fact, when he came, he had arranged the priorities. This trip was mainly to investigate and eradicate the heretics within the church, and the heretics outside the church were secondary and had to be put on the back burner.

Of course, he also said that if they encountered indigenous heretics, they could also solve them without affecting the original plan.

These few might be what they wanted to solve, but it seemed that they had hit a wall, and the heretics came to their door.

Judging from the other party's Qi, it was quite powerful, and what they used was not evil witchcraft like black magic, but bright and hot thunder.

This kind of magic, even within their church, is only under the holy light and is the power of absolute justice.

If he had known earlier, he would not have provoked such an existence, but now the matter is done, the other party has come to his door and killed several of his men, there is no room for redemption, just treat it as a heresy.

Having made up his mind, he looked at Zhang Zhiwei's lightning incarnation and said in a deep voice:

"My name is Alexander Anderson. I am the Lord's agent and the earthly spokesperson of God's punishment. Our mission is to eliminate the fools who resist our Lord, even if they only have the last piece of flesh left!"

While speaking, the man held a cross with one hand and a vertical sword with the other hand, and shouted:

"Amen!"

The platinum-gold holy light surged up from his back like a wave.

With a "clang", the two gun swords in his hands slashed fiercely, and the platinum-gold sword light formed a "cross" shape and chopped towards Zhang Zhiwei's face.

In front of Zhang Zhiwei's lightning incarnation, a large amount of lightning intertwined, forming an electric field that was one meter thick. The "cross" knife light tore through the half-meter thick electric wall, leaving a cross on the electric field, and then was erased by lightning.

"The Thirteenth Department of the Holy See's Traitors? Why are you here to show off your power instead of hunting down the black magic creatures among the Protestants? Is this your place to manage?"

Zhang Zhiwei stood still, looking at the other party with an indifferent face, and said, with a terrifying suffocating feeling around him, as if Thor had descended to the world.

But Father Anderson was not afraid. He was the trump card of the Thirteenth Department of the Traitors, a top expert in the Holy See, and the leader of this operation. There were not many people in the world who were worthy of his fear.

"The holy light of the Lord shines on everything. Whether it is a Protestant or others, as long as it is a heresy, it should be eradicated. Your power is very strong, but we are the executors of divine punishment on earth!"

"Today, I will punish you with divine punishment!"

The priest was surrounded by holy light, and his glasses reflected white light, making it difficult to see his eyes.

He raised the gun sword in his hand and flew towards Zhang Zhiwei. The Bible on the hilt of the gun sword glowed and turned into a white-gold flame, twisting like a small snake, wrapping around the entire sword.

Zhang Zhiwei was surrounded by an electric field. The air within a few meters was highly ionized and glittering, but it could not hurt Anderson.

His body had been transformed and strengthened by the Church. Even if he did not use any ability, he could be invulnerable to swords and guns, even stronger than many body protection abilities and horizontal training methods.

The electric current in the electric field around Zhang Zhiwei whipped him like a whip, but did not cause any damage.

He used his gun sword to clear the way, forcibly cut through the thunder, and came to Zhang Zhiwei, launching a blazing attack on Zhang Zhiwei. The offensive was continuous and fierce, with murderous intent at every step, and he did not defend at all, fighting like a desperate man who would trade his life for his own.

If it were an ordinary person, he would probably be frightened by the opponent's desperate posture, and thus fall into an absolute disadvantage.

But Zhang Zhiwei was different. Not to mention that he had rich combat experience and could completely deal with it, even if he was now the incarnation of lightning, he was not afraid of the opponent's fighting style of trading injuries for injuries and life for life.

After all, he was just a ball of thunder and lightning. You lost your life, but he only lost a ball of Qi.

"You are so brave and fierce, and you want to see whose life is tougher? You are still a little naive!"

Zhang Zhiwei reached out with one hand and grabbed the gun sword in Father Anderson's hand. Lightning surged out from his palm, competing with the holy light on the gun sword. His other hand slapped Father Anderson on the head. go.

Although Anderson was a priest, his fighting style was even more reckless than that of Lu Jin who had started the rebirth. He did not defend himself at all. Instead, he clenched his sword and stabbed at Zhang Zhiwei's incarnation.

There was a loud "boom", the holy light flashed violently, and the thunder swayed in all directions, leaving thunder marks on the ground.

A fierce battle broke out between the two sides in an instant, and then quickly separated.

Zhang Zhiwei stood still. The priest's gun sword left a half-meter-long sword mark on his chest. Boiling thunder rolled inside the wound. These thunder melted the gun sword and turned it into a page. The Bible was quickly annihilated and reduced to ashes.

And his slap hit the priest's face firmly.

Although the lightning incarnation state did not carry Zhang Zhiwei's life skills, but after holding the thunder, the force was still quite heavy, pulling the priest's head to the side, and it looked like his neck bones were broken.

The priest flew back like a kite with its string cut off, seemingly lifeless, but while in mid-air, he suddenly adjusted his body shape and landed safely.

After landing, he twisted his neck and his head, which was hanging on one side, returned to its original position instantly.

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the priest with some surprise. His slap just now could turn a piece of steel into a discus. This guy was unharmed. He was really an anomaly in the alchemical system.

The East has a Qi refining system and is better at polishing itself. The West has an alchemy system and is better at refining foreign objects. Therefore, the aliens from the East are often better at melee combat than the aliens from the West.

But the person in front of him is obviously different. His melee ability is very strong, and his physical strength is even stronger than some warriors who specialize in training their muscles, bones, and skin. Moreover, he also has super recovery power that horizontally trained warriors do not have. Even if his neck is damaged, Even if it is broken, it can be restored.

"No wonder he is as desperate as Lao Lu when fighting. It turns out that not only is his body hard, but he also has the ability to recover. However, it is not achieved through magic. It is more like the power of the physical body itself. In this way, it does not look like a human being. ”

Zhang Zhiwei stared at the priest and said in a deep voice: "Is he using alchemy to transform himself?"

Before coming to the Magic City, the priest used some methods to quickly learn the language here.

So he could understand Zhang Zhiwei's words. Although he didn't know who Lao Lu was, it didn't affect his understanding of others.

"Yes, this is the ultimate application of alchemy, an ability developed to eliminate evil. How can you heretics understand the mystery?!"

The priest said in a deep voice. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and another gun sword appeared in his hand.

Although he said that, he was at a disadvantage in the fight just now. He originally thought that with his strong body and the blunderbuss sword made of holy magic, he could eradicate the heretic. But looking at it now, it seems a bit whimsical.

The opponent's strength was terrifying, and when facing the opponent, he had a vague feeling of unreality, as if the attack just hit a weak point.

He couldn't help but have doubts in his heart. The heretic opposite didn't seem to be his true body? !

Try again. If it is the original body, then it will be cleared. If it is not the original body, there is no need to fight with him.

"Using alchemy to transform oneself, allowing oneself to become a transformed person, disregarding one's own life, and blindly seeking from the outside. In my opinion, this is actually a very short-sighted behavior, and there is no mystery at all. As for what is the mystery?"

Zhang Zhiwei said calmly: "When you see my true body, you will know what mysteries are and what a mayfly can see in the sky!"

Although Anderson is physically very strong, his strength is not all-round strength. It is just horizontal training with stronger recovery ability. Compared with the all-round improvement of life and life cultivation, there is a huge difference.

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"Shut up!"

"Amen!"

Father Anderson once again raised his sword in the posture of a cross. The white-gold holy light behind him surged and turned into countless Bibles flying out.

These Bible pages connected together, and then suddenly turned into a suspended gun sword, floating behind him.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The low sound of gold and iron continued to sound, and dense blunderbuss and swords roared in like an overwhelming force.

"One blow to finish you off!!" the priest shouted.

The gun-sword storm rotated like a high-speed rotating meat grinder, crushing everything in its path.

"Not worth mentioning!" Zhang Zhiwei snorted coldly.

Amidst the dense roar of gold and iron, a thunder suddenly burst out.

Immediately, there was a huge thunder that broke through the sword light and penetrated the dense blunderbuss swords, turning them into ashes and disappearing.

For a moment, the sounds of each other's destruction were like muffled thunder, and one explosion ripple after another occurred one after another.

Seeing this, Father Anderson opened his fingers, and dense blunderbuss swords appeared in his hands again, and he threw them towards Zhang Zhiwei. The blunderbuss swords in his hand seemed endless, and each one carried quite terrifying power.

But these methods that he used to be invincible in the past were ineffective in front of the terrifying thunder, and they were incinerated into ashes as soon as they were cut out.

The rolling lightning was overwhelming, constantly colliding with the storm of sharp guns and swords.

Both sides were wrestling, but after reaching a certain critical point, they both stopped and moved forward in unison.

The two passed each other, Zhang Zhiwei's incarnation was bathed in lightning, and his aura was so strong that it could not be violated.

The priest paused for a moment, and a huge dent appeared in his chest, and the bones inside were broken by the strong force. For an ordinary person, this would be a fatal injury.

But for the priest, this was not a serious injury, he would recover soon, and it would not even affect his next battle.

But he no longer had the heart to fight.

Although he had already known it in his mind, he clearly felt in the previous round of confrontation that the opponent should be just a projection of some kind of power, and the real body was still somewhere else.

Fighting to the death with a projection is undoubtedly a very stupid thing, not to mention that the real body of the projection is still eyeing in the dark.

Moreover, judging from the current situation of the battle, once the real body of the opponent enters the field, he is very likely to be unable to resist.

As the trump card of the Thirteenth Department of the Holy See, Anderson is definitely not someone who can't distinguish between the primary and the secondary.

He came with a mission this time. How could he ignore the mission and fight with others in a foreign country without thinking? !

Since it can't be solved easily, then don't solve it for the time being.

"For the Thirteenth Department that enforces the law on behalf of God, all heretics must be eradicated, it's just a matter of time, and you... are no exception..."

After saying that, Anderson put away his gun sword, and a large number of platinum pages flew around him again. These pages contracted inward and wrapped him.

At this time, the rolling thunder submerged him, and there was only a crash, and the dense pages exploded, and the priest inside was gone.

Zhang Zhiwei reached out and took a platinum page, which flashed with golden runes. It was obvious that Father Anderson escaped through some kind of borrowing.

In fact, when the priest was casting a spell just now, he could have interrupted it, but he didn't.

He is just an incarnation now. Although the power he showed is not weak, without the power of the main body, he is just an infinite duckweed, not suitable for long-term combat.

Of course, he could fight while waiting for the main body to come, but this is of little significance except for being brave and aggressive.

Zhang Zhiwei is not a person who likes to fight. The reason why he frequently fights is just because it is the best solution to solve problems.

And the people of the Holy See were originally sent to the Protestant Church by him to prevent the people on the Protestant side from causing trouble for him. If he fights them to the death, wouldn’t that be asking for trouble? !