After the preliminary estimate, Wang Hao thought about it carefully again and felt that it was very possible.

The floor of the church must be cleaned frequently, and if there is a hidden compartment, it is likely to be discovered inadvertently.

The bronze 'Crucifix' is different, this kind of precious, indestructible cultural relics, I believe that except for the occasional wipe and spray paint, no one dares to touch it casually, this is where the treasure is hidden.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao couldn't help but get excited, the brilliance in his eyes flowed, he jumped lightly, jumped on the altar, walked to the back of the "Crucifixion of Jesus", and carefully looked at the huge cross.

The cross was fixed on the altar, and I don't know how many years old, but it should be very old, and there are spots of green patina growing in many places.

Where are they hidden?

Wang Hao thought about it, and his keen divine sense emanated, and he immediately surrounded the "Crucifixion of Jesus".

Suddenly, Wang Hao's consciousness shook and he found the existence of a powerful force in the middle of the huge cross ground.

This powerful force is like the vast sea, which does not know the depths and shallows, and is like the vast universe, boundless and terrifying.

"Found it, haha!" Wang Hao took a closer look at the middle of the cross in ecstasy, and found that there was also a groove engraved on the family emblem of the British royal family, and the mechanism should be on this family emblem.

Wang Hao excitedly stretched out the George III badge, aimed at the pattern, and the target was still the proud lion's head, and pressed it tightly.

"Click!"

An ecstatic sound came, and the badge suddenly turned softly and slightly, and after two turns, a copper plate suddenly hung down above the badge, revealing a square hole.

And inside the hole, an ancient red brocade box lies quietly, covered with dust, and has not been illuminated by the sun for many years, it is estimated that this is the thing.

Wang Hao took out the brocade box with excitement and trembled a little, and opened it gently, unlike the "left hand of God", a small golden cross lay quietly inside, which was engraved with delicate and ancient patterns.

The cross of the "left hand of God" is blood red, and this "right hand of God" is golden, of course, Wang Hao knows that the left and right hands of God symbolize the abyss of sin and boundless love respectively, although they also have extremely powerful energy, but the energy is diametrically opposite!

And at this moment, in an instant, a dazzling, feigned and powerful holy light burst out from the small cross, illuminating the altar.

"Damn, it's a big move." Wang Hao scolded, hurriedly closed the box, and gasped for breath happily.

In the holy and powerful light just now, Wang Hao clearly felt the existence of a huge force, which must be the 'right hand of God', one of the Three Jewels of Jesus, undoubtedly possessed the left and right hands of God, and all of them possessed two artifacts.

Complete the mission and evacuate now!

Wang Hao waved his fist happily, put the brocade box into the storage ring, and jumped down from the altar.

Interfere with the monitor cleanly and leave no trace.

In the gap when the monitor returned to normal, Wang Hao had slipped out of the Holy Church like a shadowless breeze.

Still the same way he came, Wang Hao quietly returned to the spire, and the hapless British guard who had been killed by Wang Hao ten minutes ago was still faithfully leaning against the wall, 'sleeping' soundly.

Wang Hao was secretly happy, and the probe looked down from the hole in the wall behind the tower, and after making sure that there were no unstable factors under the tower, he jumped down like a huge bat, which was called a pleasure.

"Horn Tower" Wang Hao landed gently, rolled forward two sharply, unloaded the strong falling force, and stood firm.

At this moment, suddenly, the alarm in the Tower of London sounded, countless lights were lit at the same time, and a large number of guards rushed out one after another, rushing towards Wang Hao together.

Wang Hao was also dumbfounded, "Damn, it's impossible, how could I be discovered!"

"Stand still, put your head in your hands, you've been arrested." The rapidly approaching British soldiers shouted loudly.

It's the fool who stands, run away!

Wang Hao ran like a strong wind, like lightning, and fled to the ramp where he came.

"Dada...... Bang bang bang ...... "All kinds of guns of the British army opened fire in unison, and the bullets like rain swept towards Wang Hao like a violent wind.

And Wang Hao's eyes lit up, with one hand, two powerful Yuan Qi shields were formed on his side, and the incoming bullets blocked one after another, and none of them hit.

Seeing that Wang Hao was about to run up the ramp, he was overjoyed, when suddenly a huge 'cross-shaped' light suddenly appeared in front of him, containing a huge amount of energy and slashing down.

"The Adept?"

Wang Hao was shocked, roared angrily, and his fists with a raging vitality went all out to meet the 'cross-shaped' light.

"Bang!" A loud tremor rang out, and a colorful flame burst into the sky, and the powerful shock wave shook the nearby British soldiers to the ground together, and there was a wail, obviously either dead or wounded.

Wang Hao hurriedly paused and looked at the front of him in surprise, the power move just now was definitely not small, who was in front of him?

At the bottom of the ramp, a young man dressed in classical English knight's civilian clothes, holding an ancient Holy Cross sword, stared at him, leaving a deep footprint scratch on the grass in front of him.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, Wang Hao felt a huge and similar force appear behind him, and turned sharply to the side.

Sure enough, another young man dressed in classical English knight's civilian clothes held an equally ancient Holy Cross sword and stared at him with blazing eyes.

Oh no, the two British Psychics, no wonder they were discovered, they must have been alarmed by the powerful light that shot out when they opened the 'Right Hand of God' just now.

Damn, it's really unlucky, drinking cold water and stuffing between your teeth, and you won't be able to walk for a while, it's a little troublesome.

Wang Hao was on guard with all his might, while his eyes were rolling around, looking for a way to escape, if he flew out like this, he would undoubtedly become the target of these two people's attacks.

Although it is said that with its own strength, I believe that there is no need to be afraid of anyone in this world.

It's just that after all, this is England, don't you hurry up and run away, waiting to be beaten by the British crowd?

Seeing Wang Hao's flickering eyes, the two British Strangers spoke.

"I'm Gawain!" The British in front of him.

"I'm Gahoris!" Said the Englishman behind him.

"We are the Twelve Knights of the Round Table in England, lowly Strangers, no matter what country or organization you come from, please put down what you have stolen from the Tower of London and be captured, or you will enjoy the cruel punishment of the Lord."

Wang Hao was suddenly shocked: Twelve Knights of the Round Table? The legendary Twelve Knights of the Round Table still exist.

Miserable, how could they be here? It looks like their strength won't be weak, and they're going to be in trouble tonight.

"Adepts, don't force us to do it." Seeing that Wang Hao was still silent, Gao Wen, who was young and thin and had blue eyes, said coldly, his arrogant temperament was like a noble king, glaring at Wang Hao angrily.

Wang Hao once read some articles and understood the origin of the Knights of the Twelve Round Tables:

The Knights of the Twelve Tables are affiliated with the legendary hero of England, King Arthur, an almost mythical hero who was the first king to unify the British Isles and is widely praised in Europe.

The Knights of the Twelve Round Table were the most powerful generals under King Arthur's command, assisting him in his expeditions to the east and west, and were a symbol of loyalty and bravery.

The twelve Knights of the Round Table are:

Lancelot: The first warrior of the Knights of the Round Table, arrogant and arrogant, he is said to have challenged King Arthur.

Gawain: King Arthur's nephew, young and haughty, pure nobleman.

Geraint: Loyal and ruthless, unsmiling, one of the legendary knights.

Gareth: King Arthur's nephew, passionate and unrestrained, and uninhibited.

Graheid: In the legend of King Arthur, she is the purest of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, and has found the Holy Grail alone.

Gar Horis: A fierce and brave general, who charges into battle, does not talk much, and speaks completely by force.

Bose: Sir Lancelot's nephew, a fearless warrior.

Bedwell: The most loyal knight, King Arthur's most trusted man, who once fought to the death to save King Arthur's life.

Kay: King Arthur's brother and director, calm and composed, the one who controls the overall situation.

Ranmarnock: A bit neurotic, not very easy to get along with, and a character that should never be easily provoked.

Percival: A handsome young man, versatile, and an idol for young girls.

Tristan: A daring young man, even her aunt, Princess Ishirt, dares to love and defy all authority.

It is said that King Arthur and the Twelve Knights of the Round Table swore to protect Britain for generations after they unified the United Kingdom, so King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table have been passed down from generation to generation, and even their names and personalities have been mysteriously passed down to this day.

As a result, Britain has the oldest paranormal institution in the history of the world, King Arthur and the Knights of the Twelve Round Table.

Wang Hao's pupils contracted rapidly, and he understood: The strength of this extraordinary ability institution that has been passed down for countless generations is definitely ranked among the top three in the world, although he is a cultivator, but after all, there are too many differences between the East and the West, and tonight, it must be a bloody battle!

"Hmph, the Knights of the Twelve Round Tables, I've been looking up for a long time!" Wang Hao sneered: "However, if you want to keep me, it depends on whether you have the ability." ”

The haughty Knights of the Round Table were enraged.

Blonde-haired, green-eyed, and grim as a rock, Gahoris roared, "No one can underestimate our glorious Knights of the Round Table, you little Adept, die." ”

In an instant, the Holy Cross Sword, which had been inherited for thousands of years, burst out with a dazzling holy light, illuminating the huge night sky and slashing down like a thunderbolt.

Wang Hao also roared angrily, and with a movement of his mind, a huge golden light burst out of his body, casually brewing a wisp of vitality attack, burning with raging flames, and roaring towards the Holy Cross sword light emitted by Garhoris.

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