The oncoming strong air flow blew up the infrastructure on the street, and a falling billboard almost hit Joey.
He hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, feeling lingering fear in his heart.
Boom~
Another explosion went off.
Just when Joey was about to continue chasing after him, Annie's figure stopped him in front.
"what you up to?"
He looked at Anne solemnly.
"Is Margaret Little still in the hospital?"
Even though the time I spent with her was short, she was still considered a companion.
Joey will not sit idly by if his ability allows it.
"You can't save her"
Originally it was just a guess, but Anne's words undoubtedly confirmed what he was thinking.
The initially hesitant pace quickened and headed straight towards the hospital.
Annie stood there, watching his retreating back motionless, and murmured to herself: "Temple, I'm looking forward to what choice you will make."
The explosion did not happen in an instant. When Joey rushed to the scene, the hospital building was crumbling and began to tilt due to the blasted foundation.
If it continues, there will only be one final result: the entire building collapses.
There was no one at the scene, except for some dogs and cats on leashes wandering around. They seemed to be confused as to why their owners would abandon them.
There are several scenes where a flying stone accidentally hit a small animal, causing it to become bloody and bloody.
Joey could not help but imagine a picture of Margaret being crushed under the rubble, her identity turned into a puddle of mud.
Inexplicable depression filled his chest, and he took a deep breath, hesitating whether to go in and save others.
With his ability, these dangers are easy for him to avoid, but he is afraid that even if he goes in now, it is already too late.
It was also during the few seconds he hesitated that with a loud bang, the entire hospital building collapsed, and the impact was like a sudden sandstorm.
The white dust instantly blocked all sight.
Joey sighed softly, turned around and left silently.
All rescue personnel from the Sheriff's Department were mobilized to evacuate all surrounding residents to the empty church square.
No one can be sure whether there will be another terrorist attack by infidels.
Anne and Joey followed the crowd to the church square.
Directly in front, at the top, was a police officer wearing a Sheriff's Department uniform, holding a loudspeaker in his hand and saying something to appease the people.
"Please cooperate with the investigation, stay quiet and do not create disturbances."
Joey looked up and looked around. On the outskirts of the square, a group of people with firearms had blocked the church square.
Is this to check for heretics? He couldn't help but think to himself, and at the same time he glanced at Anne Bullock next to him.
He asked in a low voice: "What should I do now, run?"
He has already acquiesced that these things were caused by Anne, and he did not want to be labeled as a heretic.
"Why run?"
"If you don't run away, what will happen if we are found?"
"There are at least five to six hundred people here. Even if they want to investigate, it will take a long time." Annie paused as she spoke, and a strange and unpredictable smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Do they have time to waste?"
"Besides, they are just the Public Security Department, not investigators of the Holy Church. The Public Security Department cannot suppress the people."
Joey also wanted to say that he shouldn't be careless, but he heard someone starting to complain:
"What does your Sheriff's Department do for food? If you don't catch heretics, why are you holding us here?"
"I think they did it on purpose. They are a bunch of guys who don't do anything practical."
Someone took the lead, and soon the scene fell into chaos.
Some people even threw things at the police officer.
"Why don't you go and destroy the church?"
This sentence seemed to resonate with everyone, and a chorus of slogans rang out for a while.
"Smashed the church"
"Smashed the church"
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Joey and Annie were pushed into a corner by the crowd, and he looked at all this with astonishment.
He complained suspiciously: "Are they so brave to destroy the church's church?"
At the same time, he was also surprised that the residents of Port Lia did not seem to be so dedicated to the Church of Light.
Wait, this is trying to stir up conflicts between churches! He thought of a possibility, and the look he looked at Anne gradually became weird.
If this thing is really successful, it will not only involve the small port of Lia, but may trigger a riot.
If this trend of rejecting the Light Church is not properly controlled, it may cause big troubles.
A muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the originally clear sky, and he didn't know if it was going to continue to rain. The sun was shining brightly above his head, but Joey felt cold all over his body.
He even wondered whether Anne Bullock was planning a church riot.
He slightly shrank his neck, thinking about how to get out of this vortex as soon as possible.
While she was thinking wildly, Anne's voice suddenly sounded:
"One foot is already in, you can't escape"
How could his abnormal changes escape Anne's observation? In fact, it was also because of the obvious expression on his face.
"Who said I was going to escape? Just like this, I can beat ten of them." He pointed at the peace officers who were maintaining order.
"In Port Leah, there is a senior deacon of the church hidden there." As she said this, she looked at Joey with a playful look on her face. Although she was talking, her mouth did not make any sound.
I can only tell from the shape of her mouth that she said two words 'demigod'
Joey couldn't control his emotions and took a deep breath.
Demigods, are you kidding? Even if a remote town like Port Lia hides the disciplinary priest Nomu, there are other demigods.
He felt more and more that there was something hidden behind Annie.
But at the same time, he was also wondering whether the demigod Annie was talking about was Norm.
Then he asked tentatively:
"Which sequence of extraordinary beings is that one?"
"sea"
The sea? In other words, the demigod is on the deep diver path and is not a paladin of the Church of Light.
The small Port of Leah seemed to be covered with an invisible curtain at this moment, making it mysterious.
The Public Security Department's manpower was already limited, and in the end, the blockade investigation came to an end amidst the riots of residents.
"Where shall we go next?"
"Don't go anywhere, go home, I will find you tomorrow"
"Inexplicable?" Watching Annie get into a carriage, he was stunned for about ten seconds before he came to his senses.
This day has been in a daze since morning.
From beginning to end he had no idea what Anne was doing.
After thinking about it, I decided to go home first.
Half an hour later.
Joey leaned on the soft sofa, and in his hand was a yellowed paper flyleaf.
Because of the experience of previous attempts, he knew that with the power Azrael currently held, he could not achieve true omniscience and omnipotence.
There is only another way to ask from the side:
"Is Margaret Little Still Alive?"
Although he already had the answer in his mind, he still wanted to get conclusive verification.
According to Azrael's past rehearsal ability, as long as it does not involve high-sequence extraordinary, it can be successfully performed.
Soon, a line of words appeared on the blank paper:
'Margaret Little, died September 9, 1375'
These words are like tarsal maggots burrowing into the body, and like muffled thunder striking the soul.
The expression on his face was blank for two seconds, and several names popped up in succession:
"Anderson, Chris, Olivia..."
'Swish, brush, brush~' The sound of the pen rubbing against the paper was particularly harsh at this moment.
'Died September 9, 1375'
The same date of death is written clearly on everyone's back.
Joey's brows knitted together. In his sight, the displays in the room gradually shattered, replaced by everything that happened at the seaside with Annie and his group of eight people.
If eight Anne people died as early as ten years ago, then who are the 'people' now?
Resurrection from the dead? Or is it possible for other spirits to take over the physical body?
Not only Anne 8, but also one person who belongs to this death time, Duke Cormy.
Ten years ago, the priest in charge of Leah Church died in an evil magic ritual.
"It would be nice if I could go to that black church again." He thought of the old church at No. 3 Levitt Street that could only be entered at the turn of day and night.
Unfortunately, with Norm's death, the old church disappeared forever in the crumbling ruins.
In fact, Joey also tried to go back later, but failed.
He leaned back on the sofa, looked at the chandelier on the ceiling, and muttered a series of numbers.
"42505991"
That was Fuldmann's formula, and his intuition told him that this string of formulas was the source of all events.
"Foldman is the archangel under Poseidon. To a certain extent, he represents Poseidon."
"Poseidon, the Church of Light, the Supreme Mother Goddess, and now there is a missionary from 'Heavenly Father', which is getting more and more interesting!"
He looked at the yellowed title page suspended in front of him.
If possible, he wouldn't mind asking about the secrets between gods.
But unfortunately, according to the authority Azrael holds, even demigods can't deduce it now.
To be more precise, the current Azrael is the one who has lost his uniqueness. It is no longer the complete 0-013. For example, the original 0-013 is a level 0 sealed object with living characteristics.
Having characteristics means that it is destined to be autonomous and have the consciousness of independent thinking. In this way, it will resist when it is swallowed by Aya Yibon.
The final result was that Aya Yibon took back the uniqueness that belonged to Him and was incorporated into the body again.
And 0-013's characteristic of being alive escaped from it.
Azrael still has some omniscient authority, but the side effects are much reduced.
Rather than saying it is a reduction, it is more accurate to say that the backlash will affect Aya Yibon in some form.
According to Azrael, its current abilities will gradually be restored as Joey's strength improves.
He pondered for a while and asked softly:
"What are the extraordinary abilities of the Gambler Path?"
On the title page: 'On the card table, gamblers have excellent luck. Nine times out of ten they lose, and they have a probability of triggering a luck value of 1'
He stroked his chin and murmured to himself: "I see, no wonder Annie admits her mistake. Judging from some characteristics, Lucky Master does look like a gambler."
"Does this mean that I can disguise myself as a gambler sequence extraordinary person?"
In fact, his attitude toward the Lucky Master path is not good. If he had a choice, he would even want to switch paths.
Take the first meeting with Nurmaimaiti as an example. Judging from the information she revealed intentionally or unintentionally, as well as the land abandoned by the gods, and the eight-hundred-year prophecy legend, the path of the Lucky Master is not easy.
"I don't know if Alyssa has gone back. Can she really go back?"
He has never reached that level. Perhaps he can only understand that kind of power when he reaches a demigod level or even a higher level.
However, he has a relatively casual personality and does not force things into his own hands.
Just like under the pool on Ghost Island before, he would not stubbornly look for Annie, but would turn around and leave without hesitation.
Without endangering oneself, there is still something to be said for conscience.
After sending Azrael back to the Round Table Hall, Joey spent the night in random thoughts.
Early next morning.
Also woken up by a rapid knock on the door.
Opening the door, Annie stood outside the door.
"Where are you going today?" he asked bluntly.
"Follow me." There was no expression on Annie's face, and the two got into a luxury carriage again.
Meanwhile, at a dock on the west coast.
Benny Hoyland came off a ship, alone and without any of his men.
He followed the flow of people toward the city. From the outside, he looked no different from any ordinary resident.
After walking a certain distance, I stopped a car with my hand.
“Go to 9 Levitt Street”
. . .
Half an hour later.
In front of the bookstore where Joey had been, Benny Hoyland walked in from the side door.
There were only two clerks in the store, and when they saw Benny Hoyland, they greeted him respectfully.
"Boss, you are back!"
He nodded slightly and went straight to the second floor.
The two clerks whispered:
"Tell me, what is our boss busy with all day long without even coming to the store?"
"Don't ask about these things. I heard that he is the nephew of the former boss. He was originally doing big business outside. He came back this time because the former boss suddenly fell ill and died. He came back to handle the funeral arrangements."
"Hey!" Another clerk sighed: "I don't know how long this store can last."
. . .
In the study on the second floor, a man wearing a sheriff's uniform stood in front of Benny.
He lowered his head and said respectfully:
"Your Majesty, this is what happened yesterday."
As he spoke, he handed over a stack of information.
Benny took the information, glanced at it, and said softly in an indifferent voice: "Heavenly Father?"
"Why did those guys come to Leah? Did they discover something?"
"Check, there are small sailing boats coming and going from Port Leah recently!"
"I understand, Lord Bishop!" As he said that, the man looked hesitant and whispered, "What about the missionaries?"
"Don't worry about them. I will handle this matter myself. You can go out."
"Okay, Lord Bishop!"
The man retreated cautiously.
Benny's originally calm expression turned cold for a moment, and he slapped his palm hard on the table in front of him.
"Damn missionary, he wants to ruin my good deeds, haha"
. . .
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Joey and Annie got out of the car, and he looked at the destination in shock.
"Shipyard? What are you doing here?"
Before Annie could speak, a figure slowly walked towards her in the distance.
When the person approached, he had a rough and determined face. The person smiled and waved his hand: "Here we come! I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"Chris! It's you!"
