Where the original ceremony venue was located, broken cement slabs were messily pressed down on the ground, blood flowed between the cracks in the stones, and the stumps and broken arms that were crushed underneath were faintly visible. On a section of bare steel bar, the dark red blood has not yet dried, and I don't know whose body it pierced.

Those fanatical believers carefully selected by Mr. Yiye were brainwashed to the point of giving their lives, and they could not even save their bodies. Although the impact was not directed at them, they were completely buried by the collapsed buildings, and many people's bodies were even devastated by the smashed building materials.

However, in the midst of the ruins, which should have no signs of life, several haphazard piles of cement stones suddenly trembled, and the three holy beneficiaries who should have died long ago easily pushed away the half-ton stone slabs and stood up from the rubble unharmed.

The three of them moved their limbs stiffly, some slowly twisted their necks, some kept changing priorities, testing the movements of their arms, and some sat on their hips with their shoulders loose, closing their eyes and paying attention. They are constantly changing their movements according to their physical state, as if people who have not been active for a long time are readjusting to their bodies. It only took a few seconds, and they were already rigid and soft, and they moved freely.

"It's ...... Is this a consecration?" Sun Suhe was immediately surprised when he saw this scene from afar. There is no reason, the mastermind behind the scenes has obviously chased the ball of light and flown away, how can he bother to send a saint to these three people? Could it be that he is specially targeting the professor trio, wanting to kill people to vent his anger? Impossible, the saint is not something that can be done simply, he is definitely looking for that ball of light with all his strength now, even if he hates and angers in his heart, it is impossible to devote a lot of energy to doing such a senseless thing.

"So what you said about the unfinished matter, is this what is going on with these three people?"

"I don't know, let's look at it first, I should know soon. ”

Professor Flodenberg used clever techniques to eliminate the impact of the fall, and caught Tan Xuanling steadily in mid-air. But when the two of them landed, Professor Flodenberg could no longer support it, his internal organs were shaken, and a mouthful of blood vomited directly. He hurriedly hugged Tan Xuanling tightly in his arms and rolled to the ground, and the two of them rolled out several meters away, which finally resolved the impact of landing.

Among the three holy dependents, one of them suddenly exerted his strength and flew into the sky in the direction that Mr. Yiye had left, chasing after him at an astonishing speed. The remaining two men split up, one walking to George Lawrence and Niel Stingar, who were fainting to death, and the other walking leisurely and slowly to Professor Flodenberg's side.

The Holy Grace looked condescendingly at Professor Flodenberg, who had fallen to the ground with Tan Xuanling in his arms, and his eyes glistened with a cold light.

"Flodenberg, long time no see. ”

"You...... Who are you?" Professor Flodenberg asked intermittently. He was already at the end of his crossbow, and he could faint at any moment.

"Don't you even know an old friend? I've been taken care of by you. A mocking smile appeared on the corner of the Holy Servant's mouth, like a lion playing with its prey.

"What are they saying? Can you hear me? I can't hear it from my side. Sun Suhe said in his heart.

Alice replied helplessly: "I don't know what they're talking about, I don't even know what language they speak, if only English I could understand a sentence or two, but they speak a language that I don't understand at all, it seems to be Latin?"

"It's embarrassing. "Sun Su didn't know what to say when he was united.

"It's not all Sun Suhe's fault, I don't study hard, what should I do if I don't understand it now? Alice said solemnly.

Sun Suhe couldn't help but complain: "When are you still telling cold jokes." ”

"Do you think you should blame Sun Suhe, an idiot? When I was in college, I obviously had an elective course to learn the basics of Latin, but this idiot tried out a class and thought it was too difficult, so he didn't choose it, so he changed to "college student sex education" to make up credits. Hey, if I had chosen that course, I might have understood it now. ”

"Okay, well, it's all Sun Suhe's fault, this person is really an idiot. Sun Suhe said with a smile in his heart. Now that Alice started joking, it meant that the situation was under her control.

Professor Flodenberg had already seen that the man in front of him was just a puppet, and that someone had descended on him from nowhere. Although he was not present in person, Professor Flodenberg felt a vague sense of familiarity from the person in front of him, but he really couldn't remember who the other person was. And his current condition doesn't allow him to think too much, and every turn of his mind brings him the pain of a split brain.

There is only one thing that can be known without thinking, and that is that the person in front of him is definitely friend or foe, and the undisguised malice in his body is like a pitch-black venom that makes people feel sick.

"What do you want to do?" asked Professor Flodenberg coldly.

"No hurry, it's not your turn yet. Let's enjoy the show first, as you often do. ”

The Holy Favored One raised his hand and pointed at it, and Professor Flodenberg looked in the direction of his finger, only to see another Holy Favored One half-crouching beside George Lawrence and Nell Stingar, as if to check on their physical condition.

"Good, they're all alive, it looks like you can enjoy two shows. The saint beside Professor Flodenberg smiled.

Professor Flodenberg felt a chill in his heart, he knew that it was probably not working, but he still pleaded in a trembling voice, "Please...... Please at least let them go!"

The Holy Favor turned a deaf ear, bowed slightly to Professor Flodenberg, and said with sincerity on his face, "I must apologize to you, my skills are not as gorgeous as yours, and I can't find as many props as yours here, but I will inscribe the pain in the depths of their souls." Please rest assured of this. ”

With a crisp snap of his fingers, George Lawrence's body was lifted high.

"Unfortunately we don't have much time, let's get a few organs removed to wake him up, where do you think it's better to start?" I think your habit seems to be ......," the saint said, pointing his finger at various parts of George Lawrence's body.

"Heresy!" exclaimed Professor Flodenberg.

The two Saints had the same satisfied smile on their faces at the same time, and the one in charge of the action was about to strike at one of George Lawrence's vital organs.

But as soon as his hand was raised, he fell limply, and a skull flew high into the air with gushing blood. The invisible blade of wind slashed lightly across his already cold neck the moment he was about to make a move.

At the same time, the other Saint Dependent's body suddenly shone brightly, and a magic array that had already been arranged quietly activated, completely controlling him to the point of immobility.