Trafford’s Trading Club

The sharp blade pulled from the back of [Fear of the Cross] is pointing to Ramias' throat - a sharp blade of six, each from six combat nuns.

Excluding the individual differences of innate nature, these six battle nuns, like themselves, have undergone the same training… Ramias has had difficulty accepting for a moment.

Rebellion?

“Lord Grant, is this really Lord Katrina's instruction?” Lamia frowned... fear is not to be afraid, fear only shakes - she needs more information to be able to distinguish her true situation.

Grant, who was taller than Ramias, said apathetically: "First, you give up your resistance, and we will arrest you directly. Secondly, if you don't give up your resistance, we'll beat you to death and arrest you. ”

Ramias had to confront Grant's gaze.

For more than a decade, she has been fully trained under Grant's banner for more than a decade… Ramias knows the character of a woman with a stronger body than a man.

“It seems this is not a joke to see you again for a long time… Lord Grant.” Ramias sighed slowly and whispered softly: “But, Lord Grant, have you forgotten one thing... [Armored by God] is still on me, do you think that with these pairs of [Armored by God] developed as samples of the subordinate [Cross of Fear], you can really catch me? ”

As she spoke, she could clearly feel the slightest shake surrounding several of her battle nuns at the moment.

“Exactly, I also intend to see the power of one of the cult's greatest masterpieces.” Sister Grant took out that particularly exaggerated sword and plunged it directly into the ground. “Don't put your hands on it, just set a blockade in the vicinity… For three years, Ramirez, let me see how long you've gone since graduation. ”

Ramias had a dark twitch in her heart, if [Armored by God] was still there... but now she, not to mention heavily armed Grant, even one of the six remaining battle nuns, could easily defeat herself.

“I request communication with Lord Katrina!” Ramias snorted at the moment.

Don't look at her calm and extraordinary at this time. In fact, her heart has panicked for a long time... now fighting Grant is no different than punching a soldier in an armored car with bare hands against the base, the fool is willing.

She can only bet... that the other party doesn't know [Armor of God] has been destroyed and has some concerns in her mind - she doesn't believe that Katrina King will give such an order.

There is only one possibility, I'm afraid, that the entire battle nuns have rebelled… the newcomers in the Church have reached a terrible level of expansion, and Lord Katrina does not even know where she is!

Grant frowned, and she could see that Ramias had no intention of doing it... she was silent for a moment, not to be glad she didn't have to do it - or rather, she wanted Ramias to do it.

“If you want to see me, let me see you.” Grant waved suddenly.

A battle nun then picked up the communication equipment and opened it directly in front of Ramias - the connection was only for a moment.

After half a day, when I saw Lord Katrina again, Ramias had a feeling... I'm afraid that this order was really given by Lord Katrina himself.

“Why.” Ramias looked at each other somewhat unbelievably.

“A lot has happened… just half a day away.” Katrina was silent for a moment before sighing: “Our last darkness in the Holy Church, shortly after your correspondence, sent a final message to Headquarters. ”

Last message… Ramias has even thought that the last darkness, I'm afraid, at this time...

“What news? ”

“Come to the angel.” Lord Katrina sighed: “The Holy Church is once again coming to the Angel… and this time, there are five coming to the Angel! ”

“What!” Ramias shook instantly.

She has never really seen an angel come... but there have been several near-obliterated disasters in the history of the Black Orchestra, and every disaster of that magnitude is due to the presence of an angel.

“One." Katrina took a deep breath at this time: "One angel's hand is enough to destroy us… The news is true, so we can't wait to die. ”

“Even so!” Ramias couldn't resist rushing forward, but was hastily stopped by the battle nuns beside her, prompting her not to move.

"In the face of the coming angel, we can only send Toprad's human body to refine technology… to meet all his requirements," said Katrina. I'm sorry, Ramias. ”

“Lord Katrina, as I said, we don't have to rely on the power of Pryde! ”

“That's too far away and unknown, if there's enough time, maybe we can...” Lord Katrina shook her head, "You probably don't know, just now, our hidden division over the continent was completely wiped out by seventeen... it's just less than an hour before the five arriving angels swept out a third of the continent and wiped out nearly 20% of our people - you know what that is, Ramias? ”

Before looking at the screen, Lamierce, who was completely stuck, Katrina sighed and said bitterly: “This means that, perhaps in one day, five angels will come to the scene and be able to wipe out the black cultivation completely. ”

Ramias squeezed her fist tightly, pale and she still wanted to resist, "Even so... can you guarantee that Prade can actually do it? No, if he can do it, why drag it so far... he doesn't have to do it! I'm afraid you, the newcomers, know that very well! However, you would rather deceive yourselves into believing, rather than compromise, than cheer the fat pig with humility, rather than face the fear in your heart!! Your fears of a hundred years of effort are just illusions... you, you incompetent! ”

Lord Katrina appealed at this point: “Prade seems to be able to enhance herself by interfering with women. There is now an unnamed candidate Virgin of the New Sect who makes a natural dedication… Ramias, putting you at the end of the dedication has been the limit I can do, but hopefully before your turn Prade has been promoted enough to complete the final refinement… Otherwise… In short, you must return to HQ for the time being, ready to be ordered. ”

What exactly did Katrina say?

Ramias finds that the more Sir Katrina goes back, the more she can't hear… even to the point where she can't hear all the voices around her.

The correspondence was broken when, looking down at Ramias, who was silent, Grant waved his hand and said, “Arrest! ”

“offended... Sister Ramias. ”

Six battle nuns bite their teeth at this point, and they will do it with their eyes open.

Ramias lowered her head, silently, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the hidden pendant on her body... again at this time, the mutation was born!

She felt something on her feet, she was rubbing herself at the moment... Ramias subconsciously looked at it and found that the rubbing on her feet was a fat gradient of gold... cat.

Ramias flashed.

The battle nuns, including Grant, are stunned all the time.

“I said a hundred dozen sexy nuns to pick me up! But what's all this time? Only a few people are so sour! And where does this Vasco-like big guy come from?! Is that all you Black Fixes are for? ”

At the same time, a rather unbeatable old man's voice came with the wind... Father Stra!

……

Ramias squeezed the hand of reversing the relic and suddenly loosened it. Only a few steps after seeing a figure come from afar, he had arrived in front of everyone.

Father Stella!

Just not wearing his black priest robe... a priest in plaid pajamas with an ice-cream sleeping cap.

“Father Stella?” Lamierce seemed a little incredible that Father Stra would show up in front of her.

“Is he Stella the Iron Fist?” Sister Grant frowned at this moment.

But in the face of Father Stra, who arrived silently, several battle nuns were shocked at the same time… Sister Grant was frowned upon - Father Stra's last poisonous tongue, apparently annoying her.

“Don't yell at me!” Father Stra snorted coldly at this moment, "I came in full sincerity, and I didn't expect you to greet me with these inferior products! I'm so disappointed! Want me to join you for the rest of your lives! ”

She still cared about Father Stra's madness at the moment, as if she had seen a life-saving straw, and said hastily: "Father, these men are here to get you back. Be careful! It's not that I don't want to, it's that someone inside the cult doesn't want you to join! They're going to deny your plan to push the world! ”

“Catch me?” Father Stra glanced at several battle nuns and finally looked at Sister Grant, suddenly enlightened: “I say, no wonder this stuff comes when it comes. Humph! The plan to push the world is the perfect plan that took me half an hour to come up with. How dare you deny it! It's disrespectful to God! Eat my Catholic Iron Fist! ”

Names and all, Ramias doesn't want to throw up... but whatever the name is, as long as this punch has half the power to blow up [Armor of God], Ramias has the urge to rush forward and hug this bad old kiss!

When Father Stra opened his legs and his waist sank, his fists pounded out softly, and he sighed, "Drink! ”

And then... and then there's no more.

Don't say it's a boxing wind, the breeze has never appeared... this is the warden of the former god Weijiu prison, the [Iron Fist Invincible Stra] who called it a punch to suppress the dark creatures of the whole continent?

At this point, Sister Grant, with her fist facing her, waved after a few seconds of silence: "Grab this sick old man with his head! ”

“Yes!”

The battle nuns speak like a rainbow.

Ramias is dead at the moment...

Boom ——!!!

A loud noise came... Sister Grant suddenly turned around, only to see the position where the Nautilus was parked on the sea ahead, as a water column swept up!

The Nautilus, one of the precious mysteries inherited by the Black Fix, actually stopped the waist from breaking at this moment...

The water column rose in the air and then spread out, turning into a light rain, sprinkling with the wind... when the rain hit Sister Grant in the face, she was able to make a thrill!

All of a sudden, she turned around and saw the six battle nuns who had fallen to the ground, motionless, their [fear of the cross] armor, even shattered.

At this time, Father Stra, who she described as an old fool, was digging his nose and looking up at his head, he said: "Who are you talking about? Come here, I promise I won't punch you in the chest! ”

Sister Grant took a sip of cool air at this time, with little thought, instinctively leaping to the cliff behind her… [Fear of the Cross] Armor on her back, while spraying blue light and pushing her body into the air.

“Wanna go? No way!” Father Stra picked up a stone, "eat my bullet of love and justice! ”

It's just a throw.

Ramias clearly saw Sister Grant fall directly from the sky at this moment… and finally directly into the sea.

“Shh, missed.” Father Stra is looking out on the cliff at the moment.

At sea, the broken Nautilus, slowly settling, the sea continued to surge... Ramias was in a big mood and fell to his knees.

She looked at Father Stra's back and saw the stars falling, as if he had a layer of faint light on him.

“What are you looking at me for?” Father Stra frowned at the moment, "I sacrificed my time to sleep. I thought you were sincere enough to ask me to be your handlers. I didn't think you were sincere at all! I changed my mind, and after three, five, seven years, I took time to end your nest! Ask if you're scared! ”

Ramias suddenly laughed.

Father Stra was surprised: "Well, you're afraid you're not scared of your brain, but you can still laugh? ”

“Please… take me with you then.” Ramias took a deep breath, took out the reversal relic worn on him, placed it in his palm, and then crawled in front of Father Stra, "From today on, you are my faith...”

“What's going on?” Father Stra glanced at him.

“Father, maybe you don't have to wait. Then I'll take you to the Order's headquarters now.” Ramias stood up and his eyes were full of fanaticism, "you will be the Lord of a new age! ”

“It's over, this gourd's head is really freaking out...” Father Stra suddenly had a cold tremor at the moment, "I can't provoke, I can't provoke, I slipped away! ”

So Father Iron Fist slipped away and quickly.

“Whether you're really crazy or fake..." Ramias took a deep breath and said to herself: “Better than giving up my reunion...”

She suddenly looked at the several battle cults who had passed out on the ground and, thinking about it, went forward and peeled the [Fear of the Cross] armor out of the nuns.

“Finally, with some self-preservation...”

Ramias looked at the Nautilus, a submarine completely submerged in sea water, and suddenly felt homeless.

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