How could the whispers of Jones and his son be hidden from Pan Long?

With his hearing, even if he didn't deliberately eavesdrop, no sound in a radius of more than ten zhang would escape his ears.

Hearing that the Jones father and son suspected that he was the demon god who was trapped in this ancient church by oath, he suddenly joked with the two of them.

King Solomon is an ancient Jewish king in European legend, and it is said that he used his powerful magic to restrain the seventy-two demon gods, and with the help of the power of the demon gods, he accomplished many great things. This is a common background theme in the game industry, and Pan Long knows a lot about it.

Therefore, he borrowed the name of King Solomon, pretended to be one of the seventy-two demon gods, and fooled Jones and his son.

...... In fact, this may not be a joke, there are not many supernatural factors in this world, even if there are really any "Solomon Seventy-two Demon Gods", it is estimated that the strength will not be stronger than him, Pan Zhenren, who can ride the wind and return to the basics, but those demon gods have some special skills, unlike him, who is almost all in combat.

If he had appeared in King Solomon's time, he might have been able to get the name of a demon god.

A moment later, the Jones father and son hurried after him, smiled awkwardly at him, and said nothing.

They really don't know what to say.

When confronted with a demon god who came out of mythology, do you say, "Hello, have you eaten in the morning?"

If the other person answers, "I suddenly feel a little hungry when you say that, let me have something to eat...... Well, who's the lucky one?"—what do you do?

Fortunately, the "Demon God" didn't bother with them, and everyone continued to move forward.

After walking for a while, I passed a corner, and I heard many exclamations suddenly coming from Qi Shushu in front of me.

Then, a human head gurgled and rolled over and landed right in front of them.

Looking ahead, many Arabs in military uniforms, as well as a few German officers at the head, were turning their heads and looking at them.

A little further in the doorway, several headless corpses lay with blood flowing all over the ground.

"Ah~ let's see who's coming!" said the German officer at the head of the group, "Isn't this the Jones and sons, who are familiar with history and allusions, and are keen to add to the museum's collection?

He had an unpleasant smirk on his face, and he looked very bad.

Dr. Jones was startled at first, then glanced at Pan Long, but then relented.

"I'm just here to see how precious artifacts fall into the hands of the invaders. He said sternly.

"Oh~ That's good, very good, so righteous, do you need me to applaud you?" the German officer clapped his hands twice with a sarcastic face, "It's better as you can see, me and my men were stopped." There is some kind of danger on the way to the Holy Grail that we cannot see, and four volunteers have already paid with their lives for it. ”

He pointed to the pool of blood at the doorway: "I don't think they should waste their precious lives here, so ...... Dr. Indiana Jones. I want you to help me solve the puzzle and open the way to the Holy Grail. ”

"What if I say no?" asked Dr. Jones coldly.

The German officer shook his head: "I know you won't say that, after all, ......"

He waved his hand, and dozens of soldiers raised their guns in this direction.

In the face of dozens of rifles, Dr. Rao is Dr. Jones has always been bold, and he couldn't help but feel a little weak, and subconsciously looked at Pan Long.

Pan Long sighed and took a step forward.

"What are you doing, young man?" he said in a very kind tone, "and there is blood everywhere in the temple of the Lord...... I'll admit it's creative and artistic, but it shouldn't be in line with your human aesthetic, right?"

The German officer frowned and looked at him warily.

He didn't see even a hint of fear on Pan Long's face.

Pan Long was certainly not afraid.

The old-fashioned powder guns used by these Arab soldiers had twice the speed of sound when the bullets reached the sky. An attack of this speed, not to mention, may not be able to hit him, and even if it hits him, it won't hurt him.

After all, Pan Long's own fist swing speed can reach or even exceed this speed, and even when he charges, he can even break the speed of sound in the flesh.

With the strength of his body, if this kind of shooting weapon wants to hurt him, at least he needs to get a battleship main gun, or some kind of heavy artillery......

Seeing his casual appearance, the German officer was a little suspicious.

There are indeed stupid and bold people in this world, but they can still smile and don't care in the face of dozens of guns...... Does he really want to die?

Seeing that he was a little hesitant, Pan Long felt more and more interesting: "There are so many of you, I am only one, why do you seem to have no confidence?"

The German officer frowned again, raised his pistol, and shot him at it.

The gunshots rang out, and Pan Long remained motionless.

The German officer was stunned for a moment, and looked at the muzzle of the gun, where the smoke was still rising.

He was a little unbelieving and fired several shots at Pan Long in succession.

Pan Long sighed and said, "Don't you feel bored?"

As he spoke, he spread out his hand, and there were several deformed warheads in his palm.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

In the next moment, Salah suddenly blessed his soul and said loudly: "You...... You are the angel who guards the Holy Grail!"

He seemed to have figured it all out in an instant, and said like a cannon: "That's right! Angels have black hair and black eyes...... The people of Abraham were like this! You say you've been swept over by a tornado, but you're actually coming down from heaven on a tornado! You can see that others are about to have misfortune! You can easily tear rocks! You can catch bullets with your bare hands! You guard this church...... You're the guardian angel here!"

The German officer's face turned pale as he said this, and what was even more unbearable was another female officer, who was directly limp on the ground with her legs weak, unable to even speak.

Seeing the officers collapsed on the ground, the already trembling Arab soldiers suddenly panicked. I don't know who opened the head first, they really put down their guns and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. One by one, they shouted loudly and repented in various ways.

After a while, the only thing that could still stand was the officer who had just shot Pan Long.

"Mr. Donovan, I think it's nice, it's quiet, it's good for collecting the Holy Grail, don't you think?"

He swaggered up to the officer and snatched the gun from his hand: "Those things you Germany do, sooner or later you will be punished with justice." As for you...... It is not realistic to rely on the Holy Grail for eternal life. ”

Salah suddenly laughed: "Maybe the angel can send him directly to hell, or turn him into a stone, which can be regarded as a kind of eternal life, right?"

These words were like a blow to the head, and they broke the last courage of the officer. So he collapsed on the ground, trembling and unable to speak.

"Well, there's no point in scaring them. Pan Long ended this little dispute with a smile, "Now...... Now that you're here, would you like to see the legendary Holy Grail?"