The fire flickered.

In the distance, a group of small black dots fell in the sky under the sound of shelling.

Anti-aircraft guns!

Lawrence was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

"Kyle is one of yours too?"

The defected A-Class narrowed his eyes.

"It's not."

"He's just doing his duty as a soldier — to protect the territory behind him, the civilian population from those with malicious intent."

Io. Kate shook her head.

But Lawrence wouldn't believe it.

The duty of soldiers to defend their homes and countries is certain, but it is simply impossible to have such a reaction.

You know, this time it's him and the Temple's raid!

A surprise attack that covers everything!

It wasn't at all something that Kyle's soldier could have noticed in advance.

"Did you expect our attack?"

Lawrence asked in a deep voice.

Io. Kate didn't answer, but the silence said it all, and after Lawrence was silent for a moment, an exaggerated smile suddenly appeared on his calm face.

It was a smile that almost tore the corners of your mouth.

He rattled twice.

Then, with a sigh.

"So, you must have expected that we would hide the 'anomaly' in those planes!"

"You have more power to deal with those 'anomalies'!"

"The ...... 'masked man' is among them?"

There was a malice in Lawrence's eyes that had succeeded in his scheme.

He didn't wait for Io. Kate asked again, and said to herself because of the effect of the anomaly.

"I'm not here just to 'purify' Aung Thanh."

"Just to get that thing back!"

"Immortal and immortal, such a thing should belong to me!"

With these words, Lawrence took a step towards Io. Kate, the malice on his face was so thick that it distorted his facial features, and the voice in his mouth was like the roar of a beast, and he couldn't stop at all.

"Don't struggle!"

"Now that I've counted your actions, it's only natural that everything will be laid out there."

"You don't really think I'm going to come to Ngong Tholl alone, do you?"

"You're not going to forget the Temple, are you?"

"Hahaha!"

As if the final answer had been revealed, Lawrence finally stopped suppressing himself, and he began to laugh out loud, leaning back and forth with laughter, rolling on the ground with his stomach in his arms.

"Dead!"

"The Masked Man is dead!"

"Anyone who goes to stop the 'anomaly' will die!"

Lawrence rolled around and laughed maniacally.

And in the midst of such laughter, the night sky on the outskirts of the northwest of Ang Thanh suddenly rose a blinding white.

But then, a dazzling crimson appeared in this dazzling white.

This crimson is very uncomfortable, and just looking at it causes a wave of adverse reactions in the body.

On the night of Ang Seong, many people noticed this strange scene.

Ordinary people just glanced at it, and they became dizzy.

Most people vomited immediately.

A small number of people with poor physical fitness fell to the ground and convulsed one after another.

"Oh God!"

"Keep an eye on this!"

"Look at those heretics!"

"They will be punished by you!"

The Pope's close ministers prayed loudly in the night.

Behind him were hundreds of 'temple' deacons and more than 500 devotees.

As prayers sounded, the 500 believers were the first to act.

A hundred of them, with fanaticism, walked up to the Pope's close minister, and then, one by one, they knelt down around the Pope's close minister and began to pray.

With a whispered prayer, I saw that their skin, which was originally full of luster and elasticity, quickly withered, and the strong muscles dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Two of them didn't breathe, and the nearest hundreds of people turned into dry bones on the ground.

And this scene did not frighten these believers.

On the contrary, the rest of the people became more and more fanatical.

Wave after wave, like moths to a fire, rushed to the vicinity of the Pope's close ministers.

Soon, 500 believers were dead.

Hundreds of deacons began to act.

Instead of praying like the faithful, they stood near the Pope's close ministers and cut their wrists.

Blood gushed out.

Spray on the ground, spray on the dry bones.

The lifeless dry bones suddenly began to glow with scarlet light.

A little, a little.

One piece, one piece.

When all the dry bones began to flicker, a huge technique appeared.

The deacons looked at the technique that appeared, and without any hesitation, they stabbed the dagger they were holding directly into their chests.

Poof, poof!

The deacons fell to the ground with the sound of metal blades cutting flesh and blood.

However, there was no fear on their faces.

All there is is yearning and liberation.

Call!

The Pope's close minister, who knelt down in the middle, took a deep breath, and he shouted word by word-

"Please punish anyone who gets in the way of the 'anomaly' landing!"

"Please give them the most severe punishment!"

"Please take their lives!"

"Destroy their souls!"

Hoarse roars echoed through this suburb of Ngong Thanh.

Then, a faint white light appeared on the body of the papal minister.

It's like magnets attracting!

Airplanes!

At the moment when this faint white light appeared, the dazzling red light on the surrounding dry bones and corpses instantly surged towards these faint white lights.

The next moment-

A blinding white light rose into the sky.

There was also a crimson that was impossible to ignore.

It worked!

His Majesty's technique has succeeded!

The Pope's close ministers were overjoyed, and tears could not help but burst out of their eyes.

He lived up to the Pope, to the 'Temple'.

This world is still the world of the 'temple'.

The overjoyed Pope's ministers were prostrate there, their whole bodies trembling with excitement, and at this moment, a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded.

Tread, stomp.

The Pope's close ministers subconsciously raised their heads.

He saw a figure in a black cloak and a mask of a night owl approaching.

Immediately, the Pope's close pupils shrank.

……

Io. Kate stared at such an awkward light, her eyes flashed and she didn't know what she was thinking, and Lawrence on the side seemed to be worried about Io. Kate didn't know what it was, and immediately explained.

"Sacrificial prayer."

"Have you heard of it?"

"There must not be, this is the technique that the Pope recently created, as the name suggests, it is a technique that can fulfill wishes."

"Although there will be a certain amount of sacrifice, the Pope is also very happy to be able to sweep away the power of the 'Night Stalker Court' on a large scale!"

"As for wishes?"

"Guess what we're going to wish for?"

"I really want to take off your mask right now and see the look on your face, the patriarch of the Kate family."

"Is it anger?"

"Or do you regret it?"

With these words, Lawrence stood up, and he slapped the dirt on his body.

"That's it?"

Io. Kate asked lightly.

"What else are you going to do?"

"Massive consumption of the power of the 'Night Stalker Court'."

"Get the mask of the 'Masked Man'."

"We're already killing two birds with one stone, so what?"

Lawrence said this, but his eyes became cold, his tone was still slightly arrogant, but mixed with more calmness, he raised his hand and pointed at Io. Kate.

"If we can take out one or two more 'claws', we don't mind."

"The 'Masked Man' is also a 'claw', right?"

"Everything is because of him!"

"No!"

"It should be said that this is all your layout - you have started this layout since Aitdemund found you, what he needs is to lure me in and take everything I have, and you are back in front of the world."

"Everything was perfect."

"Except for ......"

"You've chosen me as your target."

Lawrence smiled smugly.

Of course, he has the ability to be complacent.

Nothing escaped his expectations, everything was in his hands, isn't that enough pride?

'Anomaly' is constantly amplifying this pride.

His original idea of wanting to kill the opponent in front of him immediately eased slightly.

He also wants to say more to the other person!

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a pity if no one knew about his layer-by-layer layout?

What's more, everything is in his hands, how can the other party turn the tables?

Wyvern riding face, how to lose?

"I never cared about the status of a 'shelter.'"

"I don't care about any reputation, honor, etc."

"I need this identity, just to make it easier to get the 'props' I have now."

Lawrence said, gesturing to his gloves, hat, trench coat, etc.

And then......

He pointed to a nail again.

It is a 10-centimeter-long iron nail, with an ancient shape, with an unknown and abstract carving on the flat side, and a sharp one that has been driven into the ground.

To be precise, it was nailed into Io. The ground where Kate's shadow is located.

"It's also one of my takeaways."

"It doesn't have any direct destructive effect, it's just able to hold people to the ground."

"I enjoyed it even though it had strong side effects."

"Because it allows me to watch my opponent struggle!"

"Otherwise, even if I am affected by it, I won't do anything like rolling on the ground!"

Lawrence said and yelled at Io. Kate smirked her teeth.

He continued:

"These! That's it! ”

"It's all for my next goal!"

"That's right, it's immortal."

"After that?"

"Nature is God!"

"I will come to earth like a god!"

Lawrence raised his arms as he spoke, flat at his sides, it was not like embracing the sky, with his proud chin, it was more like looking down on the earth.

Like a god.

Or rather, Lawrence thinks he is God.

This is also the effect of the 'anomaly'.

A single nail can change a campaign.

In the same way, a single nail can change a person's habits.

Lawrence thinks he has everything in his hands.

In fact, judging by the current situation, this is the case.

Lawrence, the victor, was ready to end the fight.

Before that, though, he wanted to satisfy his curiosity.

He wanted to see what the patriarch of the Kate family looked like at this time!

In his stride, Lawrence walked towards Io. Kate, and dragged Io off with one hand. Kate's mask.

Then, Lawrence's eyes widened, and he shouted in disbelief—

"How could it be you?"