If there is anything more painful than exhausting the mechanism and falling short at the last step, it is knowing that there is a dead end ahead, but trying his best but helpless, he can only watch everything slide into the abyss.

Unfortunately, both dilemmas befell Mr. Kazuha at the same time. He couldn't even give up, because the abrupt abort at the critical moment of such a spell was tantamount to an unprotected ordinary person suddenly jumping out of a Formula 1 car at full speed, advancing and retreating, and it seemed that it was a dead end anyway. Of course, with Mr. Yiye's heart, even if there is really a way out, he will never make such an embarrassing choice.

The movement of the "canon" is becoming more and more obvious, and the storm of light may break out again at any time. At that moment just now, Mr. Yiye even had some consciousness in his heart, and decided that there was only one way left in front of him, and he did his best to obey the destiny of heaven. Dying on the way to chase ambition seems to be a good ending.

But at that moment, a strange force suddenly derived from the inside of the golden page, like a catalyst, causing the speed of the condensed light hurricane to suddenly increase by dozens of times. Mr. Ichiha didn't understand why this force appeared at all, and he couldn't figure out who made the move, could it be a natural phenomenon at this stage? Could it be that he still hasn't understood the production method of copy rubbing?

The situation changed dramatically in an instant, but Mr. Kazuha was more shocked and suspicious than happy, and the situation that he thought was under control was now completely out of control. However, Mr. Ichiha had no choice, and he immediately cooperated with this unknown force to accelerate the final completion of the golden page.

The essence of holy light changed from a trickle to a great river, and this strange power seemed to be tailor-made for Mr. Ichiba, and it worked seamlessly with his spells.

At this rate, another ten seconds would be all it takes, and no, if possible, it wouldn't even take ten seconds. Mr. Kazuha secretly calculated with a solemn expression. However, in the center of the golden page, the connection with the "canon" became more and more unstable, the holy light was darkly disillusioned, the void trembled, and the unparalleled coercion seemed to be crushed at any time. How much time is left?

The hurricane of light in the sky shrank at an alarming rate, and in an instant, it had turned from a vast sky to a slender miniature tornado. Professor Flodenberg had a look of determination on his face, and his mind suddenly rushed to further induce the stigmata when he had already reached his limit. Dark red blood slowly flowed out from his nose, and the whole body made a tooth-aching creak because it could not bear the huge burden, and in the palm of Professor Flodenberg's palm, the stigmata glowed with a strange light, and the blood that flowed slowly seemed to carry a solemn divinity, and the holy light contained it, faintly overflowing with strange fragrance, and the notes flowed.

The hurricane of light had almost disappeared, revealing the figures of Mr. Yiye and Tan Xuanling hovering in the air. Suddenly, the infinite holy light burst out like the sun, and for a moment the heavens and the earth were white, and the whole world seemed to have become the holy and only divine paradise at this moment. Countless angels sang eternal hymns in the light, as if the Supreme and Holy Savior was about to descend here.

However, as soon as the angel's hymn began, it came to an abrupt end, and the holy light that filled the sky and the earth disappeared in an instant. It's as if you and your friends are preparing for a karaoke party, the lights are ready, the stereos are set up, and you're just about to speak, when suddenly, your mom snaps and cuts off the power.

Mr. Yiye wore a maniacing smile to the sky, indulging in the mixed joys, sorrows, and sorrows in his heart. At the last moment, the copy rubbing finally completely absorbed the power of faith and stabilized its shape, and he immediately used the best efforts of his life to desperately cut off all communication with the "canon". But after all, he was still a little late, and when the holy light gushed out, he was almost completely desperate, but Mr. Yiye soon found that he had a false alarm, and the holy light that leaked out in the end was only a virtual appearance, and it had not much power at all, and it automatically dissipated before it could be used.

Professor Flodenberg's three people were instantly hit by electrocution, and although they had mastered special methods, it was still not so easy to influence the "canon". At great cost, they only slightly induce the "canon" with the help of the induction channels that already exist. The moment Mr. Yiye cut off the induction, the three of them were immediately counterattacked, and George Lawrence and Niel Stiingaer directly spurted blood from their mouths and fell straight to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead. Professor Flodenberg barely fainted, but he was exhausted and seriously injured.

Mr. Ichiha stared at a ball of light the size of a skull floating in front of him, and he could faintly see the golden pages floating in it. Is this the form in which the copy rubbing is completed? The corners of Mr. Kazuha's eyes couldn't help but moisten a little. He trembled and reached out to touch the miracle that had finally been achieved, but just as his fingertips were about to touch the ball of light, the golden pages in it suddenly trembled slightly, and then the entire ball of light suddenly disappeared out of thin air inexplicably, as if it had never existed.

Mr. Yiye was stunned for a moment, looked at his fingers in disbelief, and then looked at the position of Fang Cai's light ball, his eyes were instantly red as blood, and he let out a long howl like a wolf.

"Do you want to go? You're mine!"

Mr. Kazuha seems to be crazy, but in fact, his angry emotions and calm calculations go hand in hand, although he did not expect this to happen, but the copy rubbings were made by him, and many of them have already been left behind. He spun around in the air, and after making a sense of direction, he suddenly spotted a spot and rushed out like crazy.

"Hey, what's going on, aren't you going to chase him?" Sun Suhe asked anxiously in his heart.

"As you can see, he didn't get that ball of light that easily. You first notify the people of the 22nd Bureau to monitor his location and speculate on his whereabouts, and we may not be able to arrive first. Now, there's still a lot of work to be done. ”

"That's it, that's right, that baby!"

Where does Mr. Yiye have time to take care of Tan Xuanling, as soon as he left, Tan Xuanling immediately fell straight down from the air with a loud cry.

"Save him!" Sun Suhe shouted.

Alice was about to make a move, when she suddenly noticed a figure rising into the sky before her. Professor Flodenberg was determined to at least protect the baby no matter what. Alice saw the other party's intention to save people, so she temporarily suppressed the idea of making a move and continued to lurk. What she said is that there are still things that have not been resolved, and she is not just referring to Tan Xuanling, there is another matter. As a bystander, she discovered something in the series of accidents just now, which the mastermind and the professor trio were not aware of.