Trafford’s Trading Club

The overnight burial was so painful that the nun didn't know much was happening outside. She just knew that the Black Order would soon find out about the sinking of the Nautilus and the failure of Grant's pedestrian action.

Next time, it may not be as simple as a few battle nuns... after all, she still carries a reversal of the sacred relics, and even one of the cultivation crystals [armor of the gods], how can the cultivation so simple let go of itself?

With that in mind, Ramias suddenly came to his senses and then became an unknown pain.

Since the cultivation clearly knows that it carries the relic of reversal, as well as the important [armor of the god], even if it has been decided to capture itself, shouldn't it be more careful so that the process does not appear a little unexpected?

Once the idea was opened, Ramias could not help but take over the role of the Grant Church.

If it were her, she would only carry six battle nuns, and the opponent was [disenchanted armor], she would certainly not expose her intentions so early, she would definitely bring people on the Nautilus first, then in Xu Xu Tu, seize the reversal of the sacred relics, control the armor, then finally control the person.

But Sister Grant directly exposed her intentions from the very beginning… determined that she would never resist?

How could she have made such a low-level mistake when she was the instructor of the entire Sisters of War?

“She wants me to resist!” Ramias took a deep breath, and the birth of this idea was the source of the pain in her heart at this time.

The Church did not abandon itself, perhaps because the old school was under tremendous pressure to use this method… No, the old school's attitude was already obvious, perhaps it was just a private act of Sister Grant.

So much guilt in her heart led Ramias to overthrow her intention to go to the estate for a moment… she rushed to pack everything up and then rode the bike to the cliff position at the fastest possible speed.

Father Strasse, despite his insanity, simply knocked down six battle nuns, not killed them… Ramias read about the past, just stripped them of their [fear cross] and placed them on the back of a rock on a cliff.

But when the motorcycle drove over the cliff, Ramias didn't find the six battle nuns… they probably woke up and left.

She looked at the position where the Nautilus had been sunk by Father Stra, bit her teeth and put on a set of "Fear of the Cross" and began searching in the nearby waters.

But she only found the broken Nautilus at the bottom of the ocean, but saw no sign of Sister Grant... Father Stra just shot her down, but Sister Grant was wearing armor at the time, even if sunk into the ocean, the fish could not bite through the armored defenses, even if people died, the corpse should still exist.

Failing to find Sister Grant, Lamierce was relieved to find a cave beneath the cliff under the cover of the reef as she was planning to return.

She subconsciously flew into this cave and found nothing... shaking her head, Lamierce really didn't know how Sister Grant was doing today.

“I can only take note of this affair, but I will never go back to fixing it now...”

The idea was settled in his heart, and Ramias temporarily set aside these thoughts and headed towards the mysterious estate on the outskirts.

……

How long does it take to cross the oceans, the territories of several landlocked countries and finally return to Al-Quds Al-Sharif?

Jennifer's angel didn't even have time to calculate these… because its residual power, about to disappear —— the mysterious gown man, Do-Jennifer's capture of the angel's power, has touched its origins.

The source is damaged to such an extent that it is possible to repair it only if it returns to heaven and immerses itself in the Holy Pool of Heaven.

Fortunately, it succeeded in returning to the Four Wings of Hamaleh before the power of Angel Jennifer was nearly depleted!

The Hamalese angels, at the time, were debating with the other two descending angels and with the Pope of the Holy Church - this time five angels came, headed by Hamaleh, and the remaining four angels, including Jennifer, were the second wing angels of the lower third rank, although they stood no further than the lowest angels of the middle third rank and were the elite in the Corps of Heavenly Exploration.

But Jennifer's angel had just arrived —— her body rushed right through the window and then fell into the floor of the room.

Thereafter, a faint group of light emerged from the woman's body, and the faint light seemed to extinguish at any moment.

The Pope was shocked, “Lord Hammare, is this? ”

At this time, the face of Lord Hamaleh was dreadfully calm. He reached out and inserted a faint group of light into the palm of his hand. Then he closed his eyes. For a while, the angel Hamaleh opened his eyes and his eyes were angry.

The arrival of the two angels was long overdue, and Hamaleh opened and hurried forward.

“They were killed and Fields couldn't come back," said Hamale, only to see his hands sink into his body, representing the origin of Jennifer's angel. Jennifer has told me what happened with her last consciousness... rest assured that when I return, I will apply for Jennifer's origins to be restored to the Holy Pool. Too bad Fields, I'm afraid he won't be back. ”

“Fields and Jennifer set out to bring back the relic… what terrible enemy did they encounter?” Another man came to the angel with an ugly face at this time, he said.

The defeat of Fields, the return of Jennifer, has set off a dangerous alarm to the angels - a sub-world with terrible opponents that can threaten and even kill them.

“A mysterious man.” Hamaleh knew what was happening when he shared Jennifer's spiritual knowledge... Go ahead, but the angel of Hamaleh looked at the Pope, coldly: “I had no idea that the warden of the former Divine Prison had fallen into a terrible blasphemer and was able to cultivate such a degree of heresy, you Pope really deserve it! ”

The matter of Fields and Angel Jennifer was not clear, and the words of Lord Hamaleh were once again struck by the presence of the two angels.

They naturally know what a blasphemer is… a horrible heresy that is completely uninhabited, deeply denied the existence of faith, and even immune to sacred attacks!

Immunity to sanctity is equivalent to immunizing most angels from attack, and dealing with such blasphemers can only rely on physical blows… Blasphemers are among the most difficult of many heretics.

“What?” The Pope's face changed slightly at this moment, "Is Stra a blasphemer? This is not possible… Thirty years ago, the holy power of Stra was comparable to that of the centuries-old monks in the holy church, whose holy power was not even comparable to that of prayer. He… how could he be a blasphemer? ”

“Humph." Lord Hammare snorted, “So you're saying that the intel that Angel Jennifer brought back from the fight was wrong, right? ”

“No.” The Pope shook his head and bowed his head: “It just feels rather suspicious at this moment... Lord Hammare, could you give me a moment to find out? ”

“No need.” Lord Hammare waved his hand and sighed: “Once the blasphemer is discovered, the first thing to do is clear it! Blasphemers, like plagues, can infect people at the fastest possible speed! I must not allow the source of this disaster to develop freely outside! ”

“The Vasco Saint should still be here at this time, please allow me to contact him for clarification.” The Pope said carefully.

“I said, no need.” Lord Hamaleh shook his hand and then sighed: "Pope, gather all the holy knights of Al-Quds now, as well as the priests! I'm going to Britain... now! ”

The Pope left… As a pope of faith, he had no way of coming from the will of the Apostle of Heaven - strength would not allow him to go against them at all.

“My lord, you still have to use most of the power of the Holy Church…” The man came down to the angel with some surprise: “Is it true that the enemies Fields met with Jennifer are so powerful... in this world? ”

“is a void metademon.” It was only at this time that Hammare conceived: “Stra, a void Yuan demon was raised! ”

“It turns out…” the angels' faces changed dramatically.

Lord Hammare waved: "Well, go and prepare yourselves for now, and as soon as the body of the Church is assembled, we will leave! ”

“Yes…”

Thoughts turned sharply, neither did the angels arrive at this point.

In the room, Hammare was the only one left, but at this point, in addition to the colour of anger, there was even a colour of doubt - the final message from Jennifer Spirit.

“The secret of this subworld?” Hamale was caught in contemplation, “Is this man, a powerful creature explored by some dimension...”

With that in mind, Lord Hammare suddenly removed again the fragile origin of Jennifer, who had already sunk into it.

It stared for a long time, and suddenly there was a glimmer of goodness in its eyes, "You may not know that the lower three angels were born from the pool of rebirth, just because you are consumables created as weapons… the power needed to repair you and create another angel is the same, then… so here is where you add a little strength to me. ”

The faint light in the palm suddenly began to struggle violently.

But the next moment, it was eaten by Lord Hamaleh.

……

……

After dawn, the warm sun began to disperse the town's chills for an evening.

In the old, dilapidated building, the sunshine brought a little warmth to Teacher Pudding... he opened his eyes and found himself sleeping on the floor and quickly climbed up.

Staring at his hands still wearing white gloves, Teacher Pudding's eyes flashed a hint of hesitation... he hesitated for a moment and eventually slowly halved the white gloves.

The power of death broke out instantly, and a little bird stuck outside the window instantly fell downstairs - Teacher Pudding had to put her gloves back on.

“I actually survived this time...” Teacher Pudding frowned.

The outbreak of the power of death, in the years he has remembered, counts four times before and after this - the first three times, each with rather terrible results.

For the first time, a whole village was killed.

The second time, because he was wandering in the mountains, only a few hunters had died… but the coverage was a whole mountain. The second outbreak, the whole hill, was wiped out.

The third time, because of a hunch, Teacher Pudding went out to sea alone on a deserted island overseas… that time, the power of death was enough to cover 30 nautical miles.

As for this fourth outbreak, he failed to detect… but did not cause any damage.

After the first three outbreaks, after the fourth, his subconscious was able to control the destruction caused by the outbreak of the power of death?

Not necessarily.

Teacher Pudding appealed for a long time, and the fourth outbreak showed no signs, but gave him a hint of feeling that the fifth outbreak seemed to be coming soon.

“Looks like this place is about to leave. ”

In order to cope with this sudden outbreak of death, he needs to find a sparse spot.

He sighed and thought of Mr. and Mrs. Smith still in the hospital. After a moment of meditation, he went out to the suburbs… to find some fresh dirt.

……

Boss Luo went to sleep normally in the second half of the night... when the maid came back, Boss Luo felt he could not stay up all night.

At dawn, the maid without sleep was already busy in the kitchen, while [Eve] was standing by, waiting for orders, and reporting something else.

“Really... she really said that.” Miss Souffle's maid smiled and looked at [Eve]. “It's funny that you're debating such an issue with me. It looks like this Lamias lady is an independent woman. ”

“Because of the limited level of cognition, Ramias does not know his own ignorance.” [Eve] shook her head, "judging by the zero threat of a woman named Ramias. ”

The lady maid who was shaking the spoon suddenly stopped and said softly, “You're a lot of work. ”

[Eve] said, "It is my duty to remove threats from my creators. ”

The maid said with no expression: "I don't recall writing you a similar program. ”

[Eve] said seriously: "But the Creator gave me the ability to learn, and as a servant, I needed to worry about the Creator! The owner is from China Summer Country, so I have learned quite a bit about the history of China Summer Country. Recently, I am studying [Miyagi] skills. Don't worry, creator. ”

The maid's hand stopped again and the souffle in the pan broke.

“Missed...”