The interior of St. George's Cathedral has long been deserted, and the guys from the 'chivalry' have already seized all the nuns who served the 'Puritans' and the magicians who have not had time to leave, perhaps because of the conflict, the marble-paved floor is full of sword scratches and the remnants of freezing and fire.

I don't know if it was because of the restraint of both sides in the solemn environment of the church, Klattier walked through the corridor near the prayer room, and she didn't see any corpses, only a little fresh blood on the handles of the people nearby.

The black-haired girl in her white dress fluttering and her skin was as clear as she walked up to the platform step by step, gazing at the crucifix statue hanging from the wall, feeling the unique miracle of belonging to the 'Son of God' and 'faith' emanating from the statue, she closed her eyes and discerned for herself the vast amount of knowledge emanating from the statue......

"There you have, here. ”

Klatir's eyes opened, and her dark eyes shone with the blue of the sea, which covered the iron statue like a curtain, and then she stretched out a pair of fingers and drew in control a strange text that would make ordinary people feel like they would feel a headache at a glance, which looked a little like ancient Saxon, but also had some Arabic meaning in the word construction.

As the pattern drawn with the power of the angel in the air gradually completed, a certain aura that was originally covered by the power of the Divine Son suddenly became clear, although this aura was huge, but it was somewhat rigid, and it felt like it should not be a living thing.

Clattil grasped the magical patterns floating in the air, and quickly clenched them as if kneading dough, and in an instant, the interior of the cathedral seemed to become illusory, and the entire high platform became false like water molecules refracted in the sun's rays.

However, Klattir did not care about the changes in her surroundings, her eyes were always on the place where the crucifix was originally placed, and at this moment, the wall where the 'statue of the Son of God' was originally housed, but the wall was inlaid with a metal columnar object, which was white at both ends, inlaid with gold edges, and the center looked like a digital combination lock, which could be broken, but it was not engraved with numbers, but with flowing English letters......

"With this thing, you can interfere with the knowledge of the 'Forbidden Book Catalog', a bunch of idiots, such an important prop is not guarded. ”

The angel girl with the right fire mind laughed wildly as if she were twitching, her voice as sharp and piercing as an owl, and accompanied by a certain sense of madness.

In fact, this 'remote control spirit suit' is a spiritual suit collected by the leader of the Puritan sect, Lola Stuart, she designed 7712 hidden spaces under the core of the crucifix as a safe, there is no doubt about the security, even the average immortal transcendent with strong soul power is difficult to completely crack these secret spaces in a short period of time, the fire on the right doesn't know why, but he knows that he has now obtained the 'remote control spirit suit', so there is no need to continue to hide himself.

The huge angelic power spread out from the core of Klattil's body, from the suburbs to the neighborhood, from the neighborhood to the central street of London, and finally to the Buckingham Palace, where rebellion and battle were taking place.

At this moment, the powerful orthodox Catina has been broken from the center, the concept of magic in the form of a formal system has long disappeared, and the huge power that originally belonged to the archangel has gradually flowed to 'Catina II', and only the few remaining 'wreckage' left by the 'Catina' cut around want to prove to the people around the world what kind of power this weapon belonging to the Queen of England has......

Maybe I'm really not fit to be a queen!

Kailisha looked at her mother, who was walking step by step, and of course, her body was muddy and embarrassed, and she gradually smiled bitterly in her heart.

She knew she had failed, she opened her mouth, and was about to say something, however......

"It's a good drama, the daughter rebels against her mother and wants to fight for the queen's throne to protect the so-called people, but alas, your people don't seem to need your protection. ”

It sounded as beautiful as a nightingale, but the words that came out of it were not very good.

"Who?"

Kailisha raised her head a little annoyed, although she failed, she was definitely not a woman to be insulted.

"Haha, what are you still pretending to be strong here? It's a pity, you're covered in blood like this, and you can only lie on the ground like a leper dog, but you can only bark twice, it's really exciting!"

Even the queen couldn't listen to it anymore, she originally thought that she just thought that there was a national who was ridiculed because of the harm of Kailisha and the knights, but this kind of description of Kailisha as a cat and dog is really disrespectful to the royal family...... As well as the insult, the Queen's gaze turned to the direction where the voice came from, and she saw ......

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl wearing only a thin dress and bare feet squatted beside Kelissa, although she did not see her face clearly, but from this pure white girl, there was a very strange sense of oppression, this sense of oppression was very similar to that of 'Catina Orthodoxy', but it was very cold.

"Who are you?"

The Queen's words were full of solemnity, and she held Catina II in front of the sudden intruder.

"Klatir...... No, you're not, you're the fire on the right!"

As the half-crouching pure white girl stood up, Kamijo Danma, who had spent a lot of physical strength because of breaking the 'Catina Orthodoxy', finally saw her face at this time, and for a while, the atmosphere that had just been relaxed became tense again, William Orwell pulled out the imitation St. George knight gun from the ground again, and looked at the nominal leader with a solemn expression.

"The fire on the right?"

It was the counterpart of Michael the God-like, a human being with the power of angels and the de facto leader of Roman Orthodoxy.

"You're here to rob Catina, aren't you? Unfortunately, it's been destroyed. ”

Kelissa picked up the fragments of Catina orthodoxy on the ground and threw them to the girl in white who stood up straight, curious as to why the counterpart of Michael the Divine was a woman, but she clearly had no time to explore the question now.

"Not really. ”

"I've got what I wanted. ”

Klattil looked at the boy with the 'Fantasy Killer' in front of her, and walked slowly barefoot.