The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 866 reveals

Although there is a gap in distance, the gesture of Qin Ran, the bishop in the sky is clear.

At the moment, the bishop's face becomes ugly.

However, it immediately returned to normal.

"It's just a broken god!"

"Without the real god, how can you be able to turn the wind and waves? What's more... There is no sea now, only a swamp is left!"

"Do you think that I am coming for you?"

"You are too valued yourself!"

The bishop said slowly, then raised his hand.

Suddenly, the golden light is getting stronger and stronger.

It’s dazzling and sparkling.

Even people who stand on the ground feel sweating all over the body.

"This, what is this?"

"Another sun?"

Watching the air and the airships in the air and the mysterious side of the people are terrified.

Even if they know far more than the average person, once they encounter an unknown thing, it will be better than the average person.

However, it is this that gives them more opportunities.

For example: survive.

When the air changes, the mysterious side people have withdrawn.

Despite the fear of his expression, his gestures are awkward, but he is much better than those who are still worshipping.

Because, in the next moment, these people are all dead.

boom!

A large golden light was shot from the airship, and the shock wave formed by the huge explosion was the first time to tear the body of those worshippers.

The ground moves in the mountains and the smoke is filled with dust.

When the dust settled, the mysterious side people who ran out of the distance subconsciously turned their heads to look at it.

Then they saw an unforgettable scene.

The huge São Paulo school disappeared.

All that remains is a large pit that is several tens of meters deep and hundreds of in diameter.

But what is strange is that in this pothole, a small church stands out from the air.

There is no support.

There is no tie.

It is this suspension in the air.

The mysterious side who witnessed all this did not make another exclamation. Everything that I saw today has already exceeded the imagination of these mysterious people.

Simply put, they are numb.

Such numbness can be broken immediately.

Silently, the chapel disappeared.

No, not disappearing.

It is turned into powder.

Crushed by a powerful and unimaginable force.

This force made a desperate atmosphere, swept the audience in a hurricane-like manner, even if they ran out of the mysterious side of the people, they were all overwhelmed and mourned.

"Good body."

In the praise of self-speaking, the captives who were abandoned in the chapel by Qin Ran slowly walked to the ground on the side, feeling the texture of the land under the feet, and the other party took a long breath.

"The feeling of nostalgia."

With such a sigh, the other party raised his head and looked at the airship in the air and the bishop of the bright church, his brow furrowed.

"The sun?"

"It's a little troublesome."

The other party talked to himself again.

"Yeah, you are in trouble."

The bishop ignored the distance and responded to the other.

"Do you know who you are talking to?"

"and also!"

"I am not used to looking up to others!"

"Give me down!"

The captive looked up and looked at the bishop in disgust.

A gray-green light shot straight into the air when the other party's voice just fell, but the real bishop was not really touched by the golden brilliance.

Or……

It is burned!

Feeling that the golden brilliance erupted far beyond his imagination, the captives began to gather more 'plague power'.

Facing this scene, the bishop shook his head with a little pity.

"Poor Anselandenko!"

"You have been imprisoned for a thousand years, you have long understood that you have missed something, and you don't understand how ridiculous you are doing now..."

"silly!"

The bishop slowly said the last word.

"Do you know my name, but dare to insult me, whoever gave you such courage?"

Anglanenko blinked with anger and began to look at the bishops floating in the sky.

"If it was 50 years ago... No, no, it won't take so long, even if it was a minute ago, I wouldn't dare to do this, but now?"

"In order to enter this seemingly suitable body, you not only do your best, but also hurt the one by the power of the 'sun' and broke the 'cage', without the priesthood, the gods crushed you, the residual fire I am afraid it is already faltering?"

The bishop sighed.

"Even if you do, you think you can offend me rudely?"

“Or do you think you can win me with a toy?”

Anselandenko felt that something was wrong, but he couldn’t think of something wrong.

He has checked this body several times, and there is no imprint left by the wicked boy. Even a little bit of 'the power of the morning' is not there.

It is precisely because of this that he dares to do his best and risk the risk of injury.

"Before you choose this body to resurrect, you must have checked it several times. You have not found anything to alert you to this body, for example: the power of the sad son?"

"Yes!"

"How come you check it out?"

"After all, people who do everything from beginning to end will not be the sad guy, but... others!"

The bishop seemed to see what Anseland wanted, and he simply said the answer.

Anseland's face changed.

The **** who is in charge of the 'plague' will do something right away.

Yes, it’s a bit late.

A strange force spread from the depths of this body, and swallowed the crumbling fire with lightning speed.

"call!"

The sigh of satisfaction came from the captive.

At the same time, a burst of bones sounded from the inside of the body, like a fried bean, and it seems like a firecracker.

Hey!

After the continuous fragile stop, the captives in front of the eyes have changed greatly.

The face is getting old from young.

The body has also become taller and stronger, and the gray and white hair has a strange charm. With the pity in the eyes, people will think that this is a benevolent elder, just like an old nun.

Only the meticulous talents can discover how miserable the pity in the other's eyes is, and what kind of richness is hidden behind the blackmail and viciousness.

"Long time no see, Warren."

The old man smiled and greeted the bishop in the sky.

"Yes, my teacher!"

"The last pope of the Church of Light, the High Priest, and the head of the Knights."

"Is this title a bit strange?"

"So..."

"We are still replaced by the behind-the-scenes planners who once rebelled against the nobility coalition: the Earl of Wein, the first generation?"

The bishop nodded with a smile.

PS third more~

Feilong overestimated himself, saying that it was twelve o'clock, and it is already two o'clock in the morning...

The fat dragon quickly went to sleep, the doctor did not let the fat dragon stay up all night, or it would have to fly.

(End of this chapter)