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Chapter 1112 Tracking

"Shit..."

At this moment, the face of the knight in the room suddenly changed.

He stepped forward like an iron mountain and stomped a certain floor.

A slender black shadow appeared, with scarlet vertical pupils and Nobuko, and it was a tiny black snake.

"This is...wait!"

The butler called the knight and put his hand on the ground with a serious expression.

"Hiss..." The little black snake spitted out a letter and dipped it on his fingers. Then, without hesitation, surrounded and climbed, and reached the butler's ear and made a fine hissing.

"No! Our whereabouts were discovered by the people of Heim Church, and they were following us!"

The black snake exploded instantly after saying the message, but the butler's face changed immediately.

"We left here immediately, and we didn't want the luggage on the counter, so we went straight to the window!"

In just a short moment, the housekeeper made a decision.

The master and servant moved quickly, and instantly packed up important items, lit up the oil lamp there, and looked like there was still someone, but secretly left the hotel.

"Have you left? Very good! In any case, the battle shouldn't happen in the center of the market, which will have a big impact on our reputation."

A man in a black robe emerged from the corner of the street and looked at the direction where the master and servant left.

"Little baby... tell the information to the adults... and the annoying Heim guards have also tracked them up..."

A small and slender black snake phantom crawled out of his sleeve, exactly the same as the one that had been informed before.

The black snake moved like the wind and disappeared into the darkness almost instantly.

"Hehe... this time I must give them a good look so that they can know that our Giant Snake Church is not easy to mess with!"

The black shadow sneered.

"If you say so, are you determined to be enemies of us?"

The cold voice sounded from behind, which surprised the man in black.

Then, a sharp dagger appeared from his chest, with a cold murderous intent.

"Only hell and abyss are your destination for dirty and despicable things!"

The man in black turned his head stiffly, and then he saw a thief standing coldly behind him. There was obvious disdain in his eyes, and the symbol of the Shanghai Mu Church was extremely dazzling.

"Um?!"

When the thief was about to pull back the dagger, his expression suddenly changed: "No! This feeling and weight..."

Bang!

The men in black before exploded and scattered into countless small black snakes, which soon sank into the corner of the street.

"Hehe... Assassins of Heim Church, please wait to be torn to pieces by my little babies..."

A voice like a night owl sounded from all directions, making the assassin's face dark.

"grown ups!"

The assassin disappeared into the darkness, and then came to Bishop Morand: "I failed..."

"It's not your fault!"

Bishop Morand seemed very tolerant at this time: "The Giant Snake Church has intervened. Our people have also discovered the trace of the descendants of the evil god's escape. Now... I order you! In the name of my God, we will drive away all false gods and evil!"

"In the name of my God!"

Everyone, including the assassin before, prayed in a low voice, with a firm and fanatical light in his eyes.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A large number of black shadows scattered, as if forming a terrifying encirclement net, chasing the three masters and servants who had escaped at the beginning...

“Woo woo…”

The boy was weeping, on a deserted beach.

There are terrifying whirlpool areas nearby. Even if there is no one coming during the day, it will seem even more desolate at night. Therefore, the butler will choose the escape route here.

Unfortunately, the people from Heim Church discovered and tracked them up, fully demonstrating their amazing qualities.

The battle happened very quickly. When the boy came to his senses, the previous knight had already fallen to the ground and his body was broken into two pieces. The exposed intestines and kidneys would become the boy's nightmare for a long time. If he could still survive.

The reason why the boy survived until now was all because the butler pulled a scroll engraved with protective spells in time.

However, judging from the dense surroundings, this spell cannot last long.

"Advanced Mage?"

The besieged Heim defenders made a way out, and Bishop Morand slowly walked in.

He looked at the butler's face. There was regret in his eyes: "I didn't expect... there was a remnant of a high-level mage in the Poison Scorpion Church... You are very good at avoiding the impact of the fall of the evil god..."

The fall of the gods is a fatal blow to the church!

This is not only a matter of faith, but also a fatal injury to the pastor!

When a god believed in by a priest falls, he will be instantly deprived of his priest level, and the pain caused by this cannot be supported by ordinary bodies.

Basically, if there is no support for other professions and just a simple priest, the fatal pain that the high-level priest suffered at the moment the god fell would cause him to die directly.

The same is true for many elderly low-level priests.

Only those who work part-time warriors, mages, and other high-level professions, and are young enough to have a strong body can support the priest-level damage lost by the fall of the gods.

Such is the butler in front of Bishop Morand.

All he believed in was a demigod, and the priest level he could provide was below the higher level. He was also a high-level mage, with enough mental power and tenacity to survive the backlash.

Therefore, this steward can stand out when the Pope and a large number of bishops of the Poison Scorpion Church are all killed and shoulder the important task of protecting the Son of God.

"The Lord of the Poison Scorpion is a true god! It cannot be blasphemed by you!"

The butler's face was solemn, and he felt a little arrogant and unimpressed.

Any devout believer is unswerving to his own gods, while a crazy believer is even more terrifying.

The housekeeper in front of Bishop Morand obviously belongs to the scope of a crazy believer, otherwise he would not have joined the Church of the Evil God as a high-level mage.

"Give up! Hand over that evil god son! I can also give you a fair judgment!"

Bishop Morand said compassionately that a huge vertical rune had emerged behind him, firmly locking the old housekeeper.

"Don't want to use teleportation or random portals to escape... My Lord has blocked the space here! What you can face is the burning stolen rack..."

Not only teleportation techniques, the boy even saw the Heim guards taking out metal crossbows from behind!

This is very deadly. At such a close distance, even if you use flying techniques or mounts, you may not be able to escape their sniping!

"My God is watching me!"

The old butler dressed as a high-level mage had a solemn expression and sprinkled a few little scorpions on the ground.

Slavery!

Advanced giant transformation technique!

"Squeak!!!"

Amid the roar, the small shoes suddenly expanded and instantly turned into huge monsters more than five meters long and two meters wide, blocking the mage like a tank.

"Little Master!"

The housekeeper came to the boy, with a fanaticism in his eyes of death: "I will create an opportunity later... You must escape at that time! Take the things on your neck to find the Giant Snake Church, or the Faoran family, and pray for their help!"

"I……"

The boy was only thirteen or fourteen years old at this time, and he had never experienced the sufferings of the world. It would be amazing to be able to keep it from fainting.

"well……"

After seeing this scene, the butler could only sigh helplessly and turn his head again.

Bang! Crack!

Under the attack of Heim Church, the previous giant scorpions were quickly dismembered, and a knight holding the Divine Light Cross Sword had already rushed to the mage.

"My Lord...you are the stars in the sky. One day, you will return to your throne..."

The mage murmured, and his face looked at death.

However, his expression only persisted for a moment. Just as the knight was holding up the cross sword, a black spear instantly broke through the space, making a harsh hissing sound, and directly pierced the knight through.

"This breath of evil and light coexist..."

Bishop Morand frowned and soon saw the culprit.

They were several native warriors from the South China Sea. They were very short, with strong muscles on their bodies, and were full of smooth lines.

What made Morand's eyelids twitch even more was that there was a devil tattoo tied with iron chains and shackles on them!

"Is it the elite devil hunter of the Giant Snake Church! Or the high-level devil hunter who has sealed the real devil!!!"

Before Morand could give the order, the other subordinates were already screaming.

Obviously, this group of devil hunters is also well-known in the South China Sea.

Originally, the devils are known for their cunning and mystery, and their power is extremely evil. How powerful should the devil hunter who can defeat them head-on and hunt and seal?

Even in a neutral camp, using the power of the devil can always make people think of it.

The devil hunters did not intend to explain, which caused more and more bad reputations to accumulate in them, even to the point where they could stop the children from crying at night.

Morand is not those foolish civilians, and he still has a clear understanding of the other party's strength.

"The Devil Hunter is a high-level profession. The Devil Hunter who seals the devil is at least a high-level profession, and is even the elite among them..."

He quickly looked at the devil hunters and more figures hidden in the darkness, and wisely chose to reveal his identity.
Chapter completed!
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