This most prosperous city looks quite depressed after entering the dark night.

There were vast swaths of darkness, and there was no feasting or feasting to illuminate the entire city.

Poor public security has gradually turned the city's darkness into a "hunting ground."

Not only Angela City, but also all major cities in the United States, no matter how prosperous they are, they must avoid entering relatively secluded places with little light at night.

Don't even go to places with light, it's safest to stay at home.

"coming!"

In the newly built tall Gothic church, in front of the huge clock, the Reformed Pope and Moses Abel are suspended in mid-air.

This man is nearly middle-aged and wears an extremely gorgeous golden-red robe.

Wearing a high red crown, he looks majestic and carries a sense of holiness that ordinary people don't have.

Abel looked through the darkness and clouds to look at Tiamat and Xia Yanzhen, who did not conceal their whereabouts.

A breath condensed on him, forming a huge virtual image.

"Xia Shiyi! The blasphemer!"

The virtual image roared with filial piety, its fighting spirit surged into the sky, and it invited Xia Yanzhen to fight.

"If this guy doesn't run away, will there be any trap?" Tiamat felt an inexplicable danger.

"It doesn't matter," Xia Yanzhen said, "keep moving forward."

He spread his hands, and when Tiamat approached the church, there was a beast control box in his hand.

Put Tiamat in later to ensure its safety.

Don't lose important means of transportation.

Tiamat was injured and Xia Yanzhen had to run the rest of the journey by herself, which was a waste of time.

"blasphemer..."

The virtual image roared, stretched out its hand towards Tiamat, and its entire body turned into a huge palm, blocking the sky.

At the same time, the scene near the church suddenly changed, and the surroundings became hazy and alienated.

Abel has already used props to seal off this area.

Spatial closure cannot be broken through simply relying on strength.

The virtual image suddenly collapsed.

Abel smiled cruelly at Xia Yanzhen, and disappeared at the same time as the virtual image, appearing on the top of a building opposite the church.

The difference between the two is less than a hundred meters, but there is a natural chasm between them.

"This nuclear bomb is my gift to you, Xia Shiyi." Abel spoke and took action at the same time. White mist formed around Xia Yanzhen, disturbing him.

Abel was not sure whether Xia Shiyi had become a fifth-level dream apostle.

If so, enter the Exchange Square in advance to avoid the nuclear bomb attack.

There are conditions for entering the trading square. Just like taking something out of the imprinted space, it requires an uninterrupted "reading time" - fifteen seconds.

Judging from the time now, even if Xia Shiyi wanted to run, it would be too late.

But Abel still chose to take action very safely, attacking and disturbing him.

The space is sealed, internally and externally. Abel can attack from the air, and nuclear bombs can also enter.

In the sky, a super missile carrying a huge warhead is approaching.

The moment it saw it, Tiamat's hair stood on end, and her instinct reminded it that this thing was extremely dangerous!

If you don't want to die, you must enter the netherworld state.

"Come."

Xia Yanzhen raised his head and saw the nuclear bomb approaching Chi Chi.

He said something.

Tiamat immediately got into the beast control box, and the beast control box, mask of truth, and blood-burning sword were put into the mark space.

Xia Yanzhen was in prison of darkness and did not choose to enter the trading square.

There's not enough time either.

He just entered the unbreakable state and closed his eyes.

Nuclear bombs dropped.

In an instant, the area where the church was located became the most dazzling light.

No vibration, no sound.

But the sun shining on the other side of the planet seemed to suddenly appear here and stuff itself into the transparent bottle.

Dazzling light and high temperature fill every inch of the "bottle".

Radiation, shock, high temperature, etc. form the breath called death.

Agitated in this locked space.

When the light dissipates, the church no longer exists, and black dust, fluff, or unknown substances float in the air, like inverted black snow.

Apart from turning black, the ground was intact and there were no deep pits.

There is a person standing on the ground.

"--not dead?"

Abel's eyes suddenly widened!

The man was standing, his clothes became tattered and could only barely cover his body.

No part of the exposed skin on the face or hands was intact, it was scorched black, and blood flowed from the black and red muscles and dripped to the ground.

However, Xia Shiyi is not dead!

His heart was still beating vigorously.

The slightly drooped head slowly lifted up, and the charred skin and flesh continued to fall off, and new flesh and blood skin formed, including the hair on the top of the head.

Xia Yanzhen's body temperature became extremely high, distorting the surrounding space.

He raised his head, opened his mouth, and an invisible vortex formed. The black substance surrounding him was swallowed in one gulp, and then turned into a black smoke and spit out.

"good."
Chapter completed!