"Zobada, I knew it! If I had known it, I would have tied them up. This is the territory of humans. Go back quickly!" Negris roared, rushed out of the carriage, and flew towards Ange and the others. go.
Luther also abandoned the carriage and ran back quickly. This was human territory. It was heavily guarded by strong men like clouds. How could a skeleton appear here? Run quickly.
"This idiot always runs around all day long. Everywhere I advise him to go, he always says he wants to grow vegetables. But I'm not going to grow vegetables. Why do I still follow him?!" Nigris couldn't help complaining, and usually called everyone Don’t leave. This time I won’t call but follow you.
The importance of Ange is self-evident. He is now the Immortal God and the person in charge of the Palace of Rest. There must be no accidents, otherwise the inheritance of the Immortal Empire will really be cut off.
However, this is a human city, within the sphere of influence of the Church of Light. If a skeleton suddenly appears on the street, it will definitely cause a stir. We must leave here before humans react. The fastest way is to leave through the teleportation array.
Before he could fly to the door, another horse head poked out from the door. There was half a horn on the head. Needless to say, it must be Lightning's cheap horse.
"Don't come out, go back, go back." Just when Nigris was getting angry in a hurry, the goblin guarding the teleportation array suddenly came out of the wall, looked at each other with Nigris, a little surprised, and opened his mouth to say silently One sentence.
From the shape of his mouth, Nigris knew what he meant: run.
Then the goblin slipped into the alley and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Before Nigris could think of anything, a raging fire broke out in the house, spreading to the entire house at a speed that was obviously wrong, and completely devouring it.
Nigris somewhat understood why the goblin told it to run away. He estimated that the goblin's task of guarding this place was to destroy the teleportation array when it was exposed, so that no one could learn the coordinates of the Abyss of Rest through the teleportation array.
But..., can't you wait until we get back before burning it! Nigris roared in his heart.
"Beep beep beep!!!" A sharp whistle sounded. The city patrol noticed the movement here, discovered Ange's presence, and immediately sounded the alarm.
There were also many mercenary swordsmen, magicians, and the like. The brave and skilled people watched from a distance, but they did not take any action because there was an angel beside Ange, and no one could figure out what was going on.
Nigris flew to Ange and others and cursed: "Why did you come here? You are not afraid of death!"
Ange tilted his head: "They said, you go plant a dragon and I'll take a look."
Nigris wanted to vomit blood, so he took Lightning and said seriously: "Take us out. If we can't get out, we will all die here."
I just saw a lot of people, it was so lively, there were so many beautiful creatures, their big mouths were grinning silly and their lightning expressions froze, and they could not change from their silly smiles: "Everyone... they are all going to die? Why?"
"Because we are heretics, get on your horse." The last half of the sentence was said by Ange. At its urging, Ange and the others rode on Lightning in a daze.
Heretic or not, how could Ange understand the seriousness of the matter? Isn't he just a human being? Luciana and others are all humans. Most of the Abyss of Rest are humans, and everyone is quite friendly.
Although he didn't understand it, he could feel the hostility emanating from the onlookers, and he was a little confused.
The angel skeleton rode up, the little zombie rode up, Ange rode up, and finally Nigris also rode up, and then said to Luther: "You run with me, if you get lost, you find a way to find the silver coins and Anthony." "
Luther nodded solemnly, took out the beets and stuffed them into his mouth silently.
Lightning curled his lips and murmured in a low voice: "You are the horse. Your whole family is a horse. I won't care about you because you are about to become extinct." The voice was neither loud nor quiet, just enough for Nigris to hear and get angry. It made him want to strangle the horse on the spot.
Although it refused to admit defeat, Lightning still heard the seriousness of the matter from Nigris's words. It scratched its hooves, stretched its joints, twisted its neck left and right, and half-cut its horn to flash out sparks of electricity.
"Just rush forward, keep rushing along the road, and rush out of the city before they can react. Otherwise, when they close the city gate and pull up the defensive cover, we won't be able to fly out even if we have wings. Luther can hide , we have obvious features and cannot hide. By the way, Ange, where is your hat? Put it on quickly."
Ange had a scarecrow hat that was always hanging around his neck. Nigris didn’t say anything, but he really remembered it, so he quickly took down the sapling and put on the hat.
After putting on the hat, there was no place to put the sapling. After switching his left and right hands, Ange pressed into the empty space and stuffed it into the Palace of Rest.
The sapling was suddenly taken down and moved to another place. The little sapling was a little frightened. It raised the true leaf and said: Huh-huh-huh-. With its "huh-huh", the air around it slowly moved.
Ange grabbed the little zombie by the neck and wanted to throw it into the Palace of Rest, but was stopped by Nigris.
"You can't stuff yourself in. They have a soul connection with you. Once you die, they will die together. It's meaningless. Just hold some angel skeletons and don't let them shine with holy light. Keep the most critical ones. Let it go when the time comes.”
"Oh." Ange poked the angel skull and said, "Ouch."
"Ouch..." The angel skeleton responded, and from the single word "ouch", Nigris could hear the reluctance.
Lightning quickly ran towards the road and saw them running away. The patrolman who had blown the whistle to raise the alarm was running towards them while blowing the whistle, pointing with the stick in his hand as if to tell them to stop.
The speed of lightning was so fast that the patrolman was quickly out of sight.
But after a while, the whistle sounded again, and a wind magician flew into the air, chasing Ange all the way to blow the whistle. After blowing twice, another magician flew over them.
"Ange, shoot them down, follow them all the way, and attract everyone." Negris said anxiously.
Ange nodded, turned to look at the two magicians, and formed a fireball with one hand.
Seeing the fireball in Ange's hand, the two magicians burst into smiles: "First-level fireball? Haha, where is the rookie mage who dares to use attack magic in the city? This is worth at least fifty points of merit. He is me That’s it.”
"Haha, let's see who is faster..." Before the second magician could finish his words, he saw a scene that was beyond imagination, unreasonable, and extremely terrifying for a magician.
Instead of condensing a fireball, the enemy condensed a row of fireballs, and then the fireballs shrank one by one into small explosive fireballs, which were fired at them in a row at a frequency of three per second.
The two magicians only had time to scream before the fireballs exploded their protective magic, shattered their robes, and fell down in smoke.
But neither of the two magicians died, because Nigris said 'shoot down', not 'shoot them to death.' Seeing them fall, Ange lost his gaze.
A strong mercenary who rushed out from the side suddenly suffered from eye disease when he saw this scene. He opened his hands and groped forward towards the street.
The people who were catching up behind them all slowed down in unison, and the people who were blocking them scattered to both sides with a crash. Even the magician or swordsman who had just taken off quickly lost his strength as soon as his feet left the ground, and fell heavily. Ready to go to heaven.
Ange and his party passed the blockage smoothly, ran along the road, and saw the city gate from a distance.
At this moment, the city gate was wide open, and a team filed in. There were many people in the team, and most of them were guards. There were paladins, heavy shield armorers, priests and priests, guarding a luxurious carriage in the middle. According to this specification It seems that the person sitting in the carriage is at least an archbishop or above.
Ange and his entourage rushed towards them, alarming the team. The leading paladin raised his hands and clenched his fists, and the team immediately stopped and dispersed, taking a defensive posture.
The stop of the team alarmed the people in the carriage. The window opened, a handsome face was revealed, and a majestic voice sounded: "What happened?"
Astonishingly, it was Nicholas Kevins III, the most handsome archbishop in the history of the Church of Light.
The Paladin lowered his head and responded respectfully: "I heard that there are heretics rushing toward us."
"Oh? Assassination?" Nicholas raised his eyebrows and asked with interest.
The Paladin did not dare to look directly at this shameful face, and responded without raising his head: "Please rest assured, Cardinal, heretics cannot break through our guards."
"No, no, no, let them come over, what a great opportunity this is." Nicholas smiled slightly, like a star that suddenly bloomed, so dazzling and dazzling, as if no one could cover up his brilliance.
"That blasphemer, the shameless Anthony, slandered us as followers of the evil god, was contaminated by the evil god, and ambushed him? This shameless pollution just needs a chance to restore our reputation. What better opportunity is there than in the eyes of everyone? Next, would it be more effective to use the power given by the gods to purify heretics?"
After speaking with a smile, Nicholas added in his mind: I haven't even arranged it yet. Who is so sensible and made arrangements in advance?
Nicholas got off the carriage and came to the front of the team. As he realized this, there were bursts of screams and exclamations on both sides of the road, including on the city wall. Girls and young women waved their handkerchiefs enthusiastically and screamed, Trying to get Nikolai's attention.
Nicholas had to wave left and right to respond to the enthusiasm of the fans, and then raised his hands towards Ange and his entourage who were running towards them.
A huge voice resounded throughout the avenue: "God said that on the land illuminated by the holy light, one should kneel down in awe!"
Lightning's eyes widened in horror, and it felt an invisible force pressing on its body, causing its knees to weaken and it slipped and fell to the ground.
The angel skeleton, little zombie, brass dragon all rolled to the ground. After rolling a few times, they knelt on the ground and struggled to get up - Holy Word·Kneel down.
Only Ange seemed unaffected. He grunted on the ground and got up, running towards Nicholas.
"Huh?" Nikolai let out a surprised sigh and opened his hand again: "God said: The original sin you carry is a heavy shackle, a bondage!" - the shackles of original sin.
Seven chains condensed on the ground and wrapped around Ange, but they broke at the touch.
"How is it possible? A sinless person? Not one of the seven deadly sins?" Nicholas showed an incredible expression: "How is it possible that there are innocent humans?"
Although the Scarecrow's straw hat is low-level, its illusion can only be seen through by someone with higher mental power than the wearer. Therefore, the Ange he saw was a human being, which shows that his mental power is not as high as Ange's.
Wind blew under Ange's feet, and the wind element supported him, causing his speed to increase sharply.
"God said that obsession is the road to hell!" Facing the enemy approaching at high speed, Nicholas finally panicked, his voice rising and falling.
Under Ange's feet, countless weeds, vegetables and seedlings grew crazily, paving a green road.
"Why is this your obsession!!" Nikolai could no longer care about his manners and roared in anger. Five of the six large rings on his hand were crushed in one breath. Five-color shields appeared on his body. At the same time, Yelled: "Guard frame."
It was too late. The guards behind were originally preparing to see a big show of killing the heretics neatly and neatly. They all had their hands folded and could not react. Ange had already rushed in front of Nicholas and punched out with his left hand.
