Diana is a demigod-level strange thing, and when she wants to hide under Tang Qi's control, it is difficult for even a strong person of the same level to discover her existence.

Tang Qi used "her" to find the "Angel's Lair" in Mihuang City in a tricky way, and then quietly infiltrated.

In the next second, he saw an extremely special and bloody space.

When the scene in front of him appeared and entered the eyes of the gods, many of the doubts Tang Qi had had before were answered.

It's a huge "blood blister", the filthy blood of angels, like living creatures, bright red, cushioned worms, wielding bloody tentacles that make people's scalps tingle, and the source of everything is in the "delivery room" in the center.

A tall blonde woman, her body was posed in a weird, chair-like pose, with a transparent belly, and a metaphor for the angelic fetus that seemed to have died, invisibly covering the entire network of dirty blood in Mihuang City, and the central node was the fetus.

Behind the woman, there was a cluster of seven-colored flowers rooted in the unknown nothingness, and the black roots of each "flower of evil" were wrapped in a bubble, and the roots pierced into it, penetrating the extraordinary things inside, constantly wriggling, and devouring their extraordinary powers.

Tang Qi saw more than one familiar figure in the bubble.

Hourglass freak!

The Saint Seeker Family!

Elephant Monster!

......

This is why the wanted transcendent creatures gather in the Secret Phoenix? They are attracted by the fallen Angel's Fetus, but they do not know that it is a trap, they go from hunters to prey, they are caught, and then they become the nourishment of the angels.

There should be nine places in the same scene?

Lecter and nine women gave birth to nine angels who were stillborn, and then infused with supernatural powers, some of which even contained divinity, and once contaminated, the pollution radiation of angelic blood would skyrocket.

If the "Sad Ghost" hadn't provoked Professor Eva, he wouldn't have been killed by Tang Qi, and he would have been caught here.

Another link of the conspiracy is unraveled, but Tang Qi shows no joy.

His gaze finally fell on the woman who looked like a "chair", Mrs. Anderson.

Donkey had known her name from Walsman's mind, but had never seen a real person, and now he was greeted by a pale and haggard but crazy woman.

Her loving gaze, through the transparent belly, fell on the fallen angel fetus, one palm forced through her shriveled skin, touching the face of the fetus, the fetus that should have died at this time suddenly moved, the small palm had great strength, and dragged Mrs. Anderson's fingers into her mouth.

With a "click", she lost a finger and was chewing in her own child's mouth

In this creepy scene, Mrs. Anderson fell into a strange state, and sent another finger up, while muttering, "Eat, eat, my child, you are too thin to be bullied by other brothers and sisters." ”

Tang Qi had seen many disgusting scenes, and he was still horrified by this scene.

Just as the "stillborn" chewed his mother's second finger, Tang Qi seemed to be aware of it and looked at the inner wall of the blood blister.

A picture similar to the delivery of light and shadow flashes.

What is presented is the scene of the remaining eight cities.

Tang Qi had lost his common sense before, but fortunately, after the accident broke out, he quickly made up for it, swept his gaze, and identified all the cities in an instant.

But he instantly dismissed the idea of passing on the information, because ...... It's too late.

"Boom!"

"My name...... Dreams!"

In the city of Sanya, another megacity in the Federation, a huge angelic phantom ignored all attacks, its head slightly lowered, and its cold eyes stared at the Church of Light below, and the background of its appearance was the bursting of the blood bubble and the complete death of another blonde woman inside.

"Lucky bitch!"

A resentful and envious voice suddenly drilled into Tang Qi's ears.

The voice came from Mrs. Anderson, and the Flower of Evil was about to devour all the power in the otherworldly creatures, pouring it into her, but she could not share any of it and use it to feed the stillborn without reservation.

"The Sixth Angel!"

Tang Qi hid in the void, watching the war continue with the help of blood-colored projections.

He didn't kill Mrs. Anderson and the angel at this time, because Tang Qi could feel the terrible danger in the dark with the help of the high level of Diana's corpse. Perhaps a "Absolute Purification", or even a "Devouring of Life", will remove the stillbirth.

But along with his success, Donch almost inevitably had to endure Lecter's wrath and hateful counterattacks.

William O'Neill could call Lecter a shameless thief, but the thief's power must have reached the level of "legendary", or even more powerful.

The last counterattack may pass through the corpse and injure his body.

If it comes to the last moment of life and death, Tang Qi is willing to take risks.

But at this time?

No, far from it.

"Mrs. Anderson is probably going to give birth to the ninth angel, which means that there are still twenty seconds left before the church can do it. ”

Tang Qi's gaze suddenly turned to the next city.

......

In Bunker City, one of the top 10 metropolises in the Federation, a building collapses violently.

In the endless smoke and dust, blood bubbles appeared, and the stillborn angel began to unscrupulously intercept faith, and in an instant, a huge angel was about to stretch its white wings, although each angel was different, but this one that appeared at this time was the only one with a smile.

It's just that its smile has a terrifying pollution, and the first to be projected are those believers.

The whole city of the fallen believers, their faces smiling, but their muscles and nerves stiffened, as if to fix this expression forever, it would be a terrible mask, completely polluting the hearts of the believers.

At this moment, in the city of Bunker, in a remote, deserted church, or penance, the door slowly opened, and an ascetic with a rickety figure and body completely hidden in a sackcloth hooded robe walked out with slow but determined steps.

Everywhere he went, thorns sprouted out of thin air, piercing his feet and wrapping around his body, and an invisible whipping sound seemed to fill the air, tearing his clothes and tearing his flesh apart, and a light that was somewhat different from the Holy Light rose into the sky, and both the official agents and the priests of the Church cast their eyes on it.

In the secret room of the castle bureau, Don Qi's ears heard Raphael's voice full of surprise.

"Is he still alive, and the church is willing to wake him up?"

"The first disciple of the Holy Confessor, the Sword of Thorns, York Sims. ”

Accompanied by Raphael's explanation, he saw that in front of the old ascetic, countless thorns were born, they were entwined and surging, and a knight's sword that looked rotten was sent to the old man's hand, and the palm of the old man's hand covered with old age spots slowly held the knight's sword that was not much stronger than scrap metal.

"If you don't practice it, you are the devil. ”

"Boom!"

As if it was meant to be a warning, or perhaps it was just a word of preaching.

When he slashed out the sword, everyone's eyes, even those who watched the battle through the projection of light and shadow, were at the same time filled with dazzling light, and in the heavenly scene, everyone only vaguely saw that the angel high above, before he had time to spit out its name, disintegrated in a silent wail, and its huge body collapsed into a primordial point of light and disappeared into the night sky of Bunker City.

All the believers who were putting on the "smiling masks" were restored to sleep in that admonition.

The light cleared, and the city of Bunker seemed to have never experienced war, and everything seemed so peaceful.

Until all the transcendents discovered that the Thorn Sword Saint, who had slashed the angel with a sword, the old ascetic did not turn back to the depths of the deserted church, but looked in one direction.

"Zizizi"

In front of all the transcendents who peep into the battlefield by similar means, as well as the transcendent organizations, light and shadow automatically switch.

The next moment they saw was a strange and extremely familiar city.

It's small and looks more like a village, or a small town.

The only decent building is a very shabby, humble church from the perspective of a big city.

In the stone square in front of the church, there is a statue of the Lord of Light.

The extremely rough statue is more like the result of a craftsman's lack of seriousness, and there is hardly any trace of the Lord of Light except for the rough outlines and lines.

But even the transcendent who is not a believer does not dare to look at it with disrespect or blasphemy.

"The Second Holy City!"

Raphael's voice had never been so frightened, and the other transcendents who had expected something were all terrified to the extreme.

Tang Qi, too.

All eyes were fixed on the humble church, watching the light of faith converge from all sides of the Federation, forming a true sea of light in an instant, and then it began to boil.

"Goo~Goo"

The glow that should have been holy and pure white was suddenly infected with a terrible black and green.

It is no longer a sea of holy light, but a fountain of evil.

The black and green spring water nourishes the evil flowers, and one after another the seven-colored flowers begin to bloom, and in an instant, the sea of evil flowers is born.

At the stamen of each "flower of evil", there is a huddled figure, and in his mouth, there are two babies glued together, a baby boy and a baby girl, and a strong symbolism sweeps through everyone's minds.

In the depths of the sea of flowers, the hazy throne began to rise.

Behind the towering and majestic ancient throne, the crimson blood was flowing, countless twisted figures wailed in it, and on the mottled seat, a mysterious, perfect blurred figure sat upright, his eyes were deep, as if they were an abyss, a sea of blood, indifferent, with an infinite greedy gaze, looking at the entire Condor Federation.

Lecter...... Crazy!"

No matter who it is, this is the only thought in the bottom of my mind now.

How dare he? How did he do it?

"The branch of the Church of Light in the Federation has long been severed from the headquarters of the Old World, especially after the birth of the Twelve Saints, and there are signs of surpassing the headquarters. As the site of the first church in the New World, the first statue of the Lord of Light, and the site of a series of glorious divine wars, the second holy city is a holy city in the true sense of the word in the Condor Federation,"

"Imitating or stealing the process of the Lord of Light to become a god, taking advantage of the unprecedented emptiness, there may be a possibility of a successful sneak attack, but Lecter chose to let the nine imposter angels hold the throne high in the Second Holy City...... For the Church, this is not a provocation, this is an intolerable insult. ”

"At the beginning of the return of the spirit tide, the gods all fell into a deep sleep due to some kind of change, but there must be more than one demigod-level strange object in the church, and more than one demigod-level powerhouse, although it takes a lot of money to awaken these strange things and powerhouses. ”

But from the moment Lecter chose the Second Holy City, the Church's decision was obvious. ”

Donch has put Lecter in the position of "crazy genius", but still underestimates his madness.

Since the Dark Ages, there has been no shortage of human powerhouses, or other powerful and extraordinary beings, for some reason, who have challenged the Church of Light with the intention of slapping their faces, and there are very few who have succeeded, but not none.

But like Lecter's, it is extremely rare.

From the moment he descended the throne to the Second Holy City, Lecter's actions gradually departed from the thieves.

He, now a robber, a shameless bandit trying to rob the Lord of Light.

"Ten seconds left?"

Because of Lecter's appearance, Mrs. Anderson, who was dying, seemed to fall into an unspeakable state, her shriveled face was flushed, and her hands, which had lost ten fingers, caressed the stillborn fetus, and muttered: "Byrne, my Byrne, you are my life, my soul, my ......"

In the void beside him, Tang Qi endured his nausea and killing intent, and did not look at Mrs. Anderson at all, just stared at the inner wall of the blood bubble, waiting for Lecter's hole cards to be revealed.

He's a madman, but he's also a genius.

If he was not prepared, how dare he use the Church of Light as a stepping stone.

Just when Tang Qi was counting in the bottom of his heart, suddenly, the inner wall of the blood bubble, like fireworks, burst out one after another.

Boom! Boom!

Nine cities?

No, at this moment, there were more than thirty of them.

Different from the light and shadow elsewhere, the projection in the blood bubble directly reflects the hidden blood bubble space.

In each space, there is a woman who resembles "Mrs. Anderson".

In their wombs, there was an angel stillborn.

The extraordinary organizations involved in the joint extermination plan were all in shock at this time.

In a trance, they all heard the murmur like a tide and a tsunami, whistling in.

"Be the Lord!"

"Be the Lord!"

"Be the Lord!"

......

The "lambs", who were only whispering at first, roared in their sleep, and the faith that should have belonged to the Lord of Light was intercepted by the "thieves", and one angel after another, stretching their huge wings, all held their heads high, stretched out their hands, and stretched out their hands towards the Second Holy City.

Myths and legends become reality in this moment.

"On the night of the 30th day of the eighth month, the angels lifted the throne and sent the shepherds into the starry sky......"

I don't know how many transcendent people have this sentence faintly ringing in their minds.