Chapter 1215 Breaking In

Only fifteen minutes had passed since the landing, but unprecedented chaos had already sprouted in this hell.

Now, as Huai Shi progresses, more and more dog-headed angels are spreading in all directions.

In the darkness of the Holy See of the Gospel, between flesh and flowers, among ashes and bones, among all living things and creatures, an invisible poison has gradually emerged.

That's the plague.

When the seeds of evil sprout among countless deaths, the plague called faith spreads silently.

"go Go."

Huai Shi closed her eyes and listened to the countless fanatical whispers and silent smiles coming from the wind.

On the road he walked, a pure white iris grew silently.

So fragrant.

But such a comfortable and peaceful development time did not last long.

When the first team of warring angels rebelled in the darkness and chose to abandon darkness and join the darkness, an angry roar rang out from the entire Gospel Holy Seat.

The sound of roaring and breaking is endless.

It seemed like something huge was falling rapidly, speeding away from this paradise.

In an instant, the armory shook violently, and the towering dome shattered in an instant.

A strange gray-black light instantly stabbed down from behind the crack!

Sandra subconsciously raised her stone shield, but instantly she felt her eyes go dark, and blood flowed involuntarily from her mouth and nose.

Even the holy shield passed down by the family for thousands of years squeaked under the burning light!

And just behind the crack is a huge body that is so huge that it is jaw-dropping.

The figure was no less terrifying than the dwarf king, and could not even squeeze into the armory. He could only peer down through the crack, revealing half of his solemn and majestic face.

The gray-black light was his sight.

Wherever he passed, 'Ah Hei', who was following Huai Shi, flattering and praising the Holy Lord, was completely evaporated before he even had time to scream.

And terrifying pressure is also exerted on every living creature.

In the rolling darkness, there seemed to be an iron law, and in the solid phantom, tragic bones piled up like mountains.

It completely did not follow the rules of conventional RPG, and did not give the invaders any chance or time. The moment they noticed the abnormality, the ruler fell from the sky at any cost!

Now, Archangel Punishment opened his eyes angrily, looking down at the ants at his feet. In an instant, Huai Shi's appearance was reflected in the huge pupils formed by countless eyeballs.

And countless sins condemned by the Elysian Land.

Lockdown completed, crime proven.

"The unclean, the blasphemer, the treacherous, the perpetrator, the sentimental, the treacherous—"

So much impurity, so disgusting sin, and such shocking darkness!

The moment he saw him, Punishment had already noticed the truth behind the turmoil in the basement - the Holy See of the Gospel was filthy again!

"die!!!"

Roaring in punishment, one of the four arms was raised and held empty, and a huge black spear appeared out of thin air, aimed at the armory, and stabbed down without reservation:

"——Death, death, death!!!"

At that moment, amidst the sudden premonition of death, Huaishi only had time to unfold her body, rolled up the lattice team behind her, and threw it into the distance.

Immediately afterwards, he cast his shadow into iron and tried his best to prop up the iron wall.

Shout out to Sandra:

"run!"

Sandra was stunned for a moment, but she didn't react at all. Instead, she raised her shield again and charged straight towards Huai Shi.

The moment the spear struck, totems and reliefs suddenly appeared on the obsidian shield, swimming and turning into endless phantoms of hell. Countless figures appeared from the phantoms, as well as birds, beasts, giant monsters and mountains. Jing... the mountains and torrents of the many hells created by the American gods suddenly appeared in front of them.

But then, it was penetrated layer by layer by the spear formed by the commandment, and it moved forward with overwhelming force!

Then, it collapsed into flying salt crystals and sulfur powder.

In front of a bleeding palm.

The endless light wheel unfolded out of thin air.

The brilliant flames illuminated all the darkness, making hell usher in the bright light of day.

Immediately afterwards, the old man who came through the air raised his other hand, and flames appeared on the ordinary broken sword in the palm that was also dripping with blood.

The invisible flames converged into one, the four edges rotated, and pierced forward.

The flames of nothingness were filled with unbelievable terrifying power, which actually knocked Archangel Punishment away. Only an endless loud noise could be heard coming from the distance, and it was unknown how far he was thrown.

Only now did Huai Shi clearly see the old man's appearance under the halo.

There are ancient copper nails pierced through the hands and feet, wearing a pale shroud, wearing a crown of thorns on the head, and carrying the Holy Wheel of Light...

Involuntarily, I took a breath of air!

Those are the strategic weapons of the Russian Federation, the thirteen crowned ones created with the dedication of countless believers’ souls!

Collectively known as - saints!

In this hasty moment, the unknown old saint only had time to glance back. When he saw Huai Shi's face, he seemed to be suddenly enlightened and nodded slightly.

After waving his hand and spreading a ray of healing light and dozens of different blessings, he followed the punishment and flew towards the crack.

Didn't even have time to exchange a few words.

Time is precious.

At this moment, not only this place, but the entire Gospel Holy See is shrouded in unprecedented turmoil.

Violent vibrations and roars echoed continuously.

In the depths of darkness, the border defense lines on all sides have begun to encircle the center, and leading the way is the Holy Cathedral - the solemn hall shrouded in flames glows with a terrifying intensity that can illuminate dozens of depths. Light, among the opportunities created by Bianjing and York City, the bell rang for the last time.

Finally, smash it down towards the Gospel Holy Seat!

The uproar caused caused turbulence in the four depths, and countless hells were blown far away in the turbulence of the storm.

And just after the fierce light flashed away, there seemed to be a bottomless crack in the huge outline of the Holy Gospel Seat.

Through!

Two minutes and fifteen seconds after the start of the war, Huaishi, the fourth combat unit of the Astronomical Society, was the first to land!

In two minutes and forty-one seconds, the landing of the Russian Holy Knights of Vengeance was completed.

At four minutes and thirteen seconds, the Royal Guards of Rome landed.

Five minutes and one second, the skinning temple combat mission was completed...

And until now, the Holy See of the Gospel has finally been severely damaged - but the encircling border front has not relaxed for a moment, and countless streams of light have risen from the ground, flying towards the huge gap that was dug out.

If the two sides were just wandering around and shelling in the depths before, then now, the more brutal gang-hopping war has really begun!

After realizing this, Huai Shi didn't waste any more time.

With two metal explosives, the transfer station and the previous armory were completely blown into the sky, and then a brand new nursery was planted among the corpses.

He looked back at the silent soldiers behind him and the crowd of fanatical believers, and nodded slightly.

"Let's go, we need to go faster, but don't let the performance of the friendly forces put us down——"

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked into the distance, the area above the bottom warehouse, and couldn't help but feel expectant:

"——In such a big place, there must be a broadcast room, right?"

The fourth floor of the Evangelical Cathedral, in the center.

In the prayer sanctuary shrouded in countless holy lights, a cloud of mist emerged out of thin air and instantly enveloped countless people who were worshiping devoutly.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of water flew out from it. With a snap of his fingers, it swept across the entire hall. Then, the iron light hidden in the wind suddenly burst out.

There was no time to react, as several crown-wearers and all the purified people were instantly dead.

A sheet of blood spread like a torrential rain.

And in the rain of blood, Yuan Zhao brushed away the blood from the gun tip with an expressionless face, and when he turned around... he could not help but smile with the lonely and solemn expression of a master.

"Third Sister Mo, Third Sister Mo, look! Am I handsome just now? Oh, what a pity, the whole thing should be captured by the camera and sent back to that guy Huai Shi so he can study hard!"

In the clouds and mist that spanned hundreds of thousands of miles, a graceful figure emerged. She glanced at him with a triumphant look and couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.

"Move quickly, don't wait!"

In her hand, a beautiful burning head suddenly opened its eyes, and fierce light burst out from its eyes. In an instant, it penetrated the rancher's holy symbol, setting all the corpses and the entire prayer sanctuary on fire.

Under the flaming red hair, there is a thin dancing flame. That small head was as hot as the center of the sun, actually distorting the surrounding gravity and creating an invisible vortex.

——A relic of authority·The Skull of the Drought Demon!

Just behind her, figures one after another slowly walked out, looking around at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood illuminated by the holy light of hell, with expressionless faces.

Then, the crisp and brutal killing began!

Destroy all living creatures within sight...

Until the end, when everything within a hundred miles of the Blessing Sanctuary turned into dust, and after the nails and wedges from Dongxia were hammered in, everyone couldn't help but look back and look to the end.

The old man seemed to be looking up to the sky in a daze.

He seemed not to be aware of the situation around him. He was still looking at the bloody sky in the distance, dazed.

"Old man?" Mo San asked softly.

"Shh-"

The old man raised a skinny finger: "Did you smell it? Someone is simmering soup... Unfortunately, the heat is still a little light."

Mo San was slightly stunned.

It is difficult to distinguish the fragrance of plague in the air that is so thin that it is almost non-existent.

The old man, however, had withdrawn his gaze and looked at the surrounding ruins.

After all these years, nothing has changed at all.

It's really too old-fashioned to be liked.

No, I should say, I'm about to spit it out.

"Let's go, little monkeys."

The old cooking devil put his hands behind his back, carried his small bamboo basket, and walked in front like a leisurely stroll: "Take the pots and pans, let's go to the kitchen first."

Having said this, contemporary Yi Ya paused and couldn't help but smile kindly in hell:

"Let's see how the current chefs are doing!"

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