Chapter 925: Green and Yellow Don't Pick Up
"In the name of the Holy Lord!"
The black-robed priest turned into an afterimage and rushed to Portland I's back, the silver-white short sword in his hand bursting with dazzling holy light.
There is no doubt that the appearance of this light proves that this is a righteous backstab!
The silver-white dagger stabbed Portland I in the back, causing a pained expression on the latter's face and a piercing roar.
"Ahh
A black mist rose from behind Portland I, enveloping the black-robed priest who had attacked him.
With a loud bang, Portland I smashed through the ceilings with the black-robed priest, knocked a hole in the roof of Portland I's castle, and flew out with a thud, landing on a small hillside.
The tourists in the castle were terrified, and some of the psychologically weak ones even cried out.
The butler took out his handkerchief and trembled and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, which were so many that they obscured his eyes.
The butler wiped it, but he groaned in annoyance and threw the handkerchief on the ground.
As an old man who has worked in Portland I Castle for half his life, the butler has mixed feelings about the resurrected Portland I.
On the one hand, I was afraid of this monster, and on the other hand, I was a little excited in my heart.
After all, Portland I is the king of Portland, even if it was once, the villain of evil.
That's also from Portland, isn't it?
In any case, it also shows that this Portland area is still an area with outstanding people, and it is an area with extraordinary existence!
"Well, if only His Excellency Portland I wasn't a villain."
The butler walked to the hole, looked up at the gloomy sky at the entrance of the cave, and muttered to himself.
The man with glasses heard the butler's self-talk, but unfortunately he really couldn't understand the words full of local accents, but he instinctively felt that the butler seemed to have some regrets?
He blinked, quietly walked away from the butler, and secretly wondered in his mind if the old butler of Portland I Castle was with the monster, right?
When he thought so.
The female investigator who was still in the road tour bus outside the hillside looked at the extraordinary vision of a gray mushroom cloud falling to the ground in the distance, and opened their mouths and exclaimed:
"No, it won't!"
"We followed the man with glasses to this tourist area, and we can really encounter extraordinary anomalous events!"
The male colleague next to the female investigator looked excited, and his fists clenched slightly: "That kid is hiding too deeply." ”
"Uh...... It cannot be ruled out that it was indeed a coincidence. ”
The corners of the female investigator's mouth twitched, although she knew that her colleague might be telling a joke, but as a team leader, she couldn't really be so irresponsible to make up that the glasses man really had a connection with these extraordinary events.
"But later, you can send a report to it on the encrypted channel, mention it, and ask them to raise the level of intelligence about this person a little more."
"Okay!"
The male colleague nodded, and immediately got off the bus together, standing on the side of the road with a telescope and looking at it from afar.
By this time, the road had been closed, and infantry fighting vehicles rumbled to prevent the tourists from dying.
As for the confiscation of their equipment, it was not carried out.
With Xiao Yu making so many big events.
People across the globe have come to a certain awareness of the existence of the transcendent.
At present, the high-level mainstream of the major forces has become more and more inclined to muddy the waters and stuff private goods in all kinds of extraordinary events, so that the onlookers will not be able to distinguish the real from the false, and then post a large number of official justified and well-founded analysis reports, so as to stabilize the social order.
Anyway, in the end, there was only one, whether it was a tsunami in Citigroup, an earthquake in the land of cherry blossoms, or a monster in Europa.
Everyone's life is still early, and although food, clothing, housing and transportation will inevitably have an impact, they will never be allowed to rise to affect people's livelihood.
This is also the bottom line after the compromise of the various factions.
With the recent apocalyptic theory being mentioned by experts, perhaps some future crises have stimulated.
Countries with a strong foundation, such as Citigroup and the Ancient Oriental Country, have even begun to suppress interest groups to stabilize the market and people's hearts, so that they can unite more forces to tide over the crisis in the future.
On the hillside.
Portland I staggered to his feet from the rubble.
In his left hand, he lifted a tattered corpse.
From the clear footage captured by the observation equipment, the officials in the conference room in the Portland area saw that the body was the black-robed priest who had prevented Portland I from eating.
Only now the priest's neck was twisted, and his left hand and foot were completely gone, leaving only a cold, mutilated corpse.
"You can't just watch it like that."
The Portland District Governor looked at the transcendent priest who had died on the screen, and at the same time, he looked at the tablet in his hand.
There was an email from the City of the Holy Lord, but it was the City of the Holy Lord who informed Portland I of the details.
According to what they had learned from the ancient cultivators, Portland I had become an evil ghoul before he died, a mortal enemy of all mankind!
The exorcists of the City of the Holy Lord once thought that Portland I was dead.
Now it seems that they have been deceived by this cunning monster, and he has been resurrected by faking his death.
The City of the Lord strongly warns the politicians who receive this email to destroy each other before Portland I responds.
Otherwise!
The consequences will be unimaginable!
Because the great exorcists who had forced Portland I to fake his death and made the evil transcendents of the entire Europa dare not act rashly, have all died under the torment of the years.
The trump card of the City of the Holy Lord, that Father Alexander, is only one person, and he is running everywhere, and he can't do it.
As for the new generation of exorcists, because of the changes in the environment, the speed at which they grow is far from enough to fight against these evil old monsters!
The Portland District Governor looked at the contents on the tablet, took a deep breath and whispered, "It seems that the City of the Holy Lord is much weaker than we guessed, maybe this is the real reason why the major transcendent forces rarely appear in front of people even though they have entered the world?" ”
"They're all gone."
"However, the secrets that have kept the Holy Lord City so long that the major forces have tried so hard to get it are spread in front of the people."
“……”
The chief of the Portland region looked at Portland I on the screen with a heavy face, and exhaled a breath of turbidity: "This monster is the enemy of mankind, this judgment cannot be wrong. ”
"Notify now!"
"The whole army is free to open fire, attack that ...... A humanoid monster posing as a historical figure of our country! ”