Although there are too many slots in acting, he successfully deceived the remnants of Visa, not only has no doubt, but it is more like a big victory, and he is happy.

It's as if they won the battle themselves.

And Youlan's position in their eyes is getting higher and higher, and she is regarded as a super thigh, firmly hugged, and piles all the belongings she can collect in the small villa.

Youlan did not live up to their expectations, and made two more strikes in succession, causing the Miya Sect to lose its armor and collapse its army, and retreated three blocks in succession, killing people one after another.

Even their leader, the guy who called himself Artanis, was no match for the mysterious witch, and he was beaten to the point of crying and crying for his mother, and his mouth was spurting blood, and the blood was flowing like a column.

The Visans have enshrined Yulan as their savior, and have speculated that she is actually an angel under the seat of Visa, who has come down to save themselves and save the situation.

The only pity is that the mysterious witch seems to be a little lazy, and the number of shots is not much, and there are too many people in this Miya sect, and they can't die well.

Through the small puppets provided by Mader, Gallo continues to probe the situation and control the situation in the city.

He could even hear the conversations of the higher-ups of the Visas.

"Since this witch is the angel under my lord's seat, should we do something more? Use His power to reclaim other cities? ”

"You dare to bother that lord with these trivial matters? Didn't He say that? He has a bigger task on him than to bother! ”

"Should we build a temple for Him? Enshrine it? ”

"But no one knows what He looks like? It must be very ...... Very...... Beautiful, right? ”

These conversations were all listened to by a small sparrow-shaped puppet, which made Gallo laugh out loud.

Now the time is ripe......

So in the early morning three days later, a pillar of light fell on the eastern area of Yanan City, and a golden long sword accompanied the pillar of light and slowly fell from the sky.

That long sword exuded a powerful and deadly aura, with a coercion that people couldn't look at directly, making people want to worship when they saw it.

Even people with no religious knowledge can see the extraordinariness of this long sword, and the way it descends is very much in line with the imagination of the gods to give the artifact.

Obviously, the Miya Sect was not satisfied with the situation in Yanan City, and invited the artifact, intending to solve the mysterious witch once and for all.

And the mysterious witch also walked out of her room, looking up at the divine sword, exuding an incomparably solemn aura on her body.

She said with a rare opening:

"Stand back ......"

The Visas hurriedly retreated, giving way to a large block.

A fierce battle is inevitable.

The Excalibur was finally given to a heroic paladin, who wore a tight set of silver armor that obscured his face, and knelt down on one knee to catch the sword.

Then he took the long sword and killed in the direction of the witch.

A fierce battle immediately began, the two sides fought flying sand and rocks, the sun and the moon were gone, and the battlefield obscured by the black fog was only the aftermath of the strength of the two sides, destroying several nearby neighborhoods.

From time to time, you can see huge crows, and the phantom of angels fight fiercely in mid-air, beating chicken feathers to the ground.

The people in Yanan City watched this life-and-death struggle almost on their knees.

No one dared to approach, let alone look directly at the battlefield covered in black fog, as if they were about to be blinded by the sight of a dog.

People can only imagine in their minds what a tragic situation it was, that strong man of the Miya Sect holding a divine sword and stabbing the mysterious witch in the chest? Or is it the mysterious witch riding on the other party's waist and desperately pinching his neck?

Or are the two of them standing still, and the phantom condensed only by strength is frantically fighting each other there?

In short, the level is too high to imagine.

And the outcome of this vicious battle is also difficult to speculate, and it seems that the witch has the upper hand at the moment? The black fog had not yet dissipated, indicating that she should still be in control of the battle.

But the other party is holding a real artifact, and it is likely that there is some trick to turn the tables.

On the side of the remnants of Visa, they naturally hope that the witch will win, and if she loses, her side can basically disarm and surrender.

The Cultists, on the other hand, hope to be able to defeat both sides and make them profitable.

As for the two sides that are really at war, more important issues are still being pondered at this time.

"Do you really want to fight like this until the night?"

Youlan was holding a biscuit in her hand, eating it like a little squirrel, and couldn't help but admire:

"These cookies are delicious!"

"This is what the old bishop did on purpose, knowing that we were working hard today."

Gallo said beside her, still holding a little milk cat in his arms, teasing constantly.

The little milk cat held one of his fingers with its fluffy little paws, licked it gently, and tried to sell it cutely to the owner to relieve his boredom.

Youlan was still a little flustered and asked:

"But can we really fool Visa? He is a true God! ”

Gallo smiled indifferently, stood up, and handed the little milk cat to Youlan to play with.

"Don't think too wisely of the true God."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and waved it casually into the distance, creating a flash of holy flames that spewed out, burning several surrounding houses.

At the same time, he shouted a few times:

"Ahhh You witch! It's so vicious! Watch me burn you! ”

Youlan also hurriedly cooperated and shouted:

"Ugh! Ahh ”

Then Gallo sat back down, snatched the kitten back, and continued:

"This time we should be able to pack up the Visa before the winter festival."

"But there is some trouble on the Eas's side, this one is much more cunning than Visa, and the hiding place is very clever."

Visa is hiding in his own kingdom, which is equivalent to an ordinary small cave in Gallo's opinion, no matter how he tosses, even if it collapses, it will only be Visa's own suffering.

Therefore, Gallo was able to deceive Visa through sacrifice, and directly destroy his kingdom of God, so that he had nothing to hide.

But Eas is different, he is hiding in the seal of the righteous god, which is equivalent to a prison for evil gods, I don't know how many evil gods are still alive in it, and Gallo must not be able to collapse the entire prison, which will lead to very big trouble.

So until his strength is fully restored, he doesn't have a good way to deal with Easi for the time being.

He can only be allowed to stay for a while.

But Visa, for sure, was going to settle it before the Winter Festival, and he only had three days left.

When Youlan heard Gallo mention the Winter Festival, she quickly blinked, leaned over to him, and asked in a low voice:

"At the time of the winter festival, should we ...... Do you want to ...... together?"

Seeing that she looked like she wanted to say something, Gallo asked rhetorically:

"Huh? Together with what? ”

Woo...... This guy, how can a girl say this kind of thing!

Youlan was so aggrieved that she couldn't wait to bite Gallo.

She must not dare to say it herself, not because she is shy or arrogant or anything.

Just afraid of rejection......

There was no way, so she had to change her rhetoric:

"That'...... Are you free on the day of the winter festival? ”

Gallo thought for a moment and replied seriously:

"It should ...... It's going to be busy, right? ”

It's really busy, the winter festival, an important festival to welcome the New Year, he has to preside over a lot of religious activities, and he has to keep an eye on the mining on the side of Yanan City, and building snowmen is relatively secondary.

Youlan was so angry that she couldn't bear it anymore, and really bit him on the arm.

Gallo let out a terrible scream:

"Ah!!! You poisonous woman! It's bloody! ”

Youlan was angry and funny, her mouth couldn't help but relax a little, and she gently licked the bite place, which made Gallo a little itchy.

The two of them tossed and turned until it was almost dark, and then they entered the next step of the plan.

This earth-shattering battle finally came to an end, and as the black fog gradually dissipated, the final winner, the mysterious witch, limped out slowly.

The place where the two fought before has been completely razed to the ground, and the originally neat buildings have been turned into ruins, and the ground is full of large and small potholes and devastation.

Since it was the witch who came out, it naturally showed that she had the last laugh, and the strong man of the Miya Sect and the Excalibur disappeared, and it should have been destroyed in the battle.

But the witch herself was obviously seriously injured, and her body was full of wounds of all sizes, and the terrible demon that followed her had disappeared, so it seemed that she should have been purified in the battle, right?

The witch had clearly reached the end of her crossbow, and with every step she took, she had to catch her breath and drip a large pool of blood from her wounds.

She didn't get far either, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and she covered her chest with her hands and fell down heavily.

At this time, the people around her noticed that she had a half-dangling broken sword stuck in her chest.

Eventually, the witch died, and her corpse turned into a large flock of crows, croaking and fleeing.

The last thing left at the scene was the broken sword, which had lost its power, which was picked up by the Visates and sent back.

Moments later, the broken sword was sent into the chamber of the Borg priest, and was placed in front of the two priests and a centurion.

"This is a real artifact fragment! Even though he has lost his power, he is still full of mystery......"

The priestess of the Borg muttered in a low voice, trying to reach out and touch the hilt of the sword, but his hand was halfway up and quickly retracted.

"What should we do with this?"

The Ross priest on the side asked with a frown.

It seemed to him to be very hot.

It is indeed a real artifact fragment, even if it is just a fragment, it is an incomparably precious treasure.

But his side will not be used at all, and it will not be of much help to the current situation, and if he does not do it, he will be burned, which will attract the crazy revenge of the Miya sect, or the covetousness of the Assis cultists.

Now that they have lost the protection of the powerful witch, they have become the weakest force in the city in an instant, and the territory under their control has also been compressed to a very small size, and they are already on the verge of collapse.

Even if you know that this artifact fragment is precious, you can't keep it at all.

But if you want them to give it away, you are really reluctant to give it away, and you have fallen into a very embarrassing situation.

Just when everyone was worried, the Angus centurion on the side suddenly suggested:

"Perhaps we should sacrifice it to my lord?"

The two priests couldn't help but be stunned, and their eyes suddenly flashed.

Without a doubt, this is a great proposition.

They had been making various sacrifices and prayers in the hope that Visa would respond as soon as possible and resolve the crisis of the church.

But Visa felt like she was dead, and there was no response.

Maybe He was really busy, or maybe the sacrifice wasn't heavy enough.

In short, it is impossible that Visa gave up on them, it is absolutely impossible, no one wants to believe it.

But right now, this broken sword is obviously an excellent sacrifice, a hard-won treasure, and it should be able to please Visa, right?

If this doesn't work, then there is really no way to live, and your thigh has been broken.

Speaking of which, what did the Venerable One come to the city to look for? The remnants of Visa haven't guessed a reason so far.

It's just a guess that she should also want to take advantage of the chaos to come and establish a sect, right?

It's just that the Miya sect suddenly appeared and disrupted her plans and deployments?

That's the most plausible reason they can come up with.

All in all, this broken sword was their last straw, and waiting for Visa to lend a hand was their only hope.

So the three of them hurriedly gathered their men and made preparations for the sacrifice.

According to Visa, the sacrifice must be performed at the deepest hour of the night, because Visa is the god who presides over the darkness, and it is at that time that the sacrifice is most likely to be answered.

As for the other specifications, there are no clear provisions in the doctrine, and the theory is a little simpler, so it should be fine?

It's not that they want to be simple, it's that the situation is urgent, time is limited, and there is no time for more preparations.

If the sacrifice is not completed tonight, and the response is to be answered, it is likely that tomorrow morning, the hateful choir will run to the door and sing the mourning song.

At this time, Visa was cowering in his own kingdom, as if he was napping.

He looked like a middle-aged man in a black coat, with a decadent temperament, completely lacking the spirit that a god should have, his eyes were closed tightly, and his brows twitched from time to time.

Of course, this is not His real form, His real body is not in human form, this image is just a disguise.

But even in disguise, it can be seen that he is in a bad mood now, in a state of fear, very afraid that someone will suddenly rush in to check the water meter.

And in His ears, there was still a chaotic sound of supplication, all of which were the prayers of believers.

He won't respond, and he can't respond.

But in the midst of prayer, He suddenly heard something different.

A sacrifice? This sacrifice......

Something special?

Visa opened his eyes suddenly, a cold glint in his eyes.

He smelled something unusual in this offering.

The taste of authority!