"Five minutes left!"
When the hands of the pocket watch in his hand and the large wall clock below crossed 12:25, he suddenly saw three huge airships with crimson paint flying in the distant sky!
It's just that these three airships don't make exaggerated mechanical roars and billowing smoke like those in the army. Instead, their blades rotate rapidly, and machine gun muzzles, throwing ports and muzzle slowdowns hang below. It slowly turned to aim, but didn't make a single sound. The whole ship was unnaturally quiet.
There is no sound... Is this processed using extraordinary means? Being able to wrap three such huge airships with spiritual power should, not surprisingly, be the power of a saint-level priest.
It's just that the town is densely populated, especially the low-rent housing, which is almost full of ordinary people. But in this situation, three airships were dispatched. Aren't you afraid of accidentally injuring the surrounding civilians on a large scale? Aren't you afraid of causing chaos and panic?
As his thoughts were spinning, Besik suddenly recalled a problem. The dilapidated town where he stayed before, with its dilapidated houses and dilapidated church bell tower, if you look closely, it is not the erosion of time, but more like the result of violent shelling.
"I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go!"
Wearing a hood, Besik looked at the slowly descending airship and had some guesses in his mind. He couldn't help but blurt out the famous sayings of the God Killer Cybertron.
Soon, the three airships were suspended in mid-air about 15 meters away. Almost at the same time, all the gun holes were aimed downwards!
At this time, a figure wearing a black windbreaker quietly appeared in front of those cheap houses.
If you look closely, you will see a woman with golden brown hair. The collar of her shirt and windbreaker is embroidered with a crimson half-moon. Her left hand covered with white lace gloves is holding an extremely slender rapier!
"Osiris, it's actually her?"
Besik's eyes narrowed. This was Osiris, the supreme leader of the night watchman team of the Hornavitch Church. He was also one of the two Archbishops of the Holy Envoy in the Heton Mar Diocese. The other was John Ruskin.
Osiris glanced ahead, waved his hand to the airship on the left and said:
"Use ice bombs to freeze this area."
"Yes, Lord Osiris."
After receiving the order, the night watchman standing above the airship took a silent breath, and then pressed down suddenly. At the same time, the cannon holes on the airship spit out bullets of cold air that threatened the forest. The shells rushed towards the low-rent house. The moment they reached the surface of the roof, an illusory ripple suddenly cracked.
The surrounding light suddenly bloomed, and at that moment it seemed that dawn had come again. The goose feathers and heavy snow were falling. In an instant, the low-rent house was frozen by the white ice. The whole area exuded a moist, pure white light among the electric light and flint. The light also bloomed with the brilliance of death.
Osiris drew out his rapier, and the moment the blade was unsheathed, the surrounding void seemed to crack.
This crack began to spread to the low-rent houses that were sealed by the ice. As the silent void unfolded, layer after layer, they were constantly superimposed without end.
In the small building that was eroded by the cracks in the void, the scene of everyone being separated by the cracks was clearly reflected. Their eyes were filled with fear and pain, and they were being decomposed bit by bit. The only thing that remained unchanged was that the void passed through them. The place was restored again, and nothing seemed to have changed.
Osiris breathed out slowly, stretched out her left hand, and tried to insert the drawn sword blade back into the scabbard. At this moment, it could be seen that she was working very hard, and her whole body was bursting with spiritual power, as if she was resisting something.
10 seconds later, the sword blade was finally inserted into the scabbard, and the torn void around it was restored.
This...what exactly happened?
That thin sword can summon cracks in the void and use the cracks to cut enemies. It is truly a terrifying sealed object.
Besik was hiding on the clock in the bell tower. He could clearly see the scene just now. This terrifying power that could silently cut a person into several pieces was simply frightening.
"Let's go in, we just need to confirm the heads on the list." She stepped forward, stepping on the void, and kept approaching the broken and split small building below.
"Yes, Lord Osiris!"
Six night watchmen armed with steam rifles jumped off the airship together, followed Osiris into the dark and dark house, and aimed directly at everyone inside.
At this moment, a thin black figure appeared at the unbroken staircase on the second floor. He was wearing a black and worn-out priest uniform, and his dark brown eyes were looking directly at the people above.
"Are you from the Honavitch Church?"
The thin black shadow spoke in a low voice, and at the same time, his palms suddenly merged into a palm strike.
boom! boom! boom!
Explosions sounded one after another in the low-rent building, and blood-red liquid sprayed into the air, like red fireworks blooming at a New Year's party.
Immediately, his body was torn apart and turned into thick, sticky flesh and blood. Half of it rushed to the ground, and the other half spilled to the sky, dripping from different directions.
"Blood Escape!"
Osiris just watched quietly and did nothing.
Silently, the collapsed flesh and blood remained motionless, like a hat trick, gathering towards the center bit by bit, condensing into a human shape.
In the direction of the previous explosion, figures reappeared, their expressions full of fear.
"This is the barrier preset by the last whisper of Sealed Artifact 1-897. It is only for the illusory world of priests with extraordinary power. Those people you see being ripped apart and swallowed by the void are ordinary people excluded by the barrier. And within the barrier, any escape you make will be ineffective." Osiris handed the thin sword to his right hand, pointing the sword at the scarlet bright moon, and the surrounding light became more brilliant.
"The Honavitch Church is really generous, using level 1 sealed artifacts to contain us."
"You don't seem to have a clear understanding of the matter. You have repeatedly provoked Honavitch and made us spend a lot of money to come here. Do you think it is just to contain and imprison you? No, no, no, this time it is exile. Of course it can be understood as annihilation!"
As soon as Osiris finished speaking, the thin figure suddenly dug into his abdomen with his right hand, violently tore out the entire squirming large intestine, and then threw the stomach bag straight ahead!
Boom!
His intestines exploded like a bomb, turning into a stinking rain of blood and splashing onto several night watchmen.
"Don't even think about it if you banish me. Maybe you can resist it, but the people behind you will definitely not be able to resist the curse of the demigod level, hahahaha!"
"It seems you are very confident in yourself."
Osiris looked at the figure below with interest, watching the flesh and blood squirming crazily in the hole in his abdomen, slowly growing stomach pouch, large intestine, fat, skin and other tissues.
Sizzle!
The stench of blood from the explosion suddenly changed direction just a few centimeters away from those people, accurately avoiding Osiris and the others, and landed on the wall tiles, quickly corroding deep and black marks.
"No, it's impossible. How could this happen?"
The thin figure looked at this scene in disbelief. This was a fatal blow from the demigod. Even facing a saint, the other party could not be so calm. The reality is that no matter how the blood splashed, it would always be the same as standing in mid-air. The night watchman was just a hair's breadth away from being able to hit.
"I asked a fortune teller for a divination, and he said that the people I meet are often not lucky enough."
The corners of Osiris' mouth curled up slightly, his black windbreaker swaying behind him, and he appeared in front of the black shadow almost instantly.
His eyes narrowed, and his body suddenly melted like snow, quickly seeping into the floor.
"Haha, you rats in 'Madhouse No. 8' always like to use this dirty trick to escape."
Osiris inserted the rapier into the ground without even making a move to pull it out, and just watched quietly.
"No!"
In the thick darkness, a roar containing pain and fear erupted, and the next second it was completely swallowed up by peace and silence, as if nothing had happened.
