In the cabin where the British Prime Minister was staying, the sound insulation made it a dead silence.

"I want to be quiet."

The Prime Minister rubbed his head, somewhat difficult to accept this fact.

The Celtic transcendent who pinned high hopes, although he was deliberately late to come, but since he came, shouldn't he settle the matter and let the fog return to peace?

Why...... A script that works well in the ancient countries of the East, the country of cherry blossoms, etc., is wrong when it comes to Britain?

This script is toxic wow!

Transcendents, monsters, you have to follow the normal script!

No, Celtic's transcendence has become a mouth cannon warrior like Britain, right?

"Your Excellency Prime Minister!"

Suddenly, the door was vigorously pushed open, and a general, ignoring the Prime Minister's order to be quiet, shouted with a hint of excitement: "Good news! ”

"The French fleet has just reported that they have seen a transcendent come to support the Wudu incident."

"The new transcendental?" The prime minister was slightly stunned, and quickly raised his head: "Where did you come from?" ”

"Look at the costumes...... It should be an exorcist priest from the City of the Holy Lord! ”

The general hesitated and guessed.

On one of the largest highways in the western area of Wudu, traffic is congested and moving like a snail.

From time to time, helicopters carrying civilians flew over the city to temporary resettlement sites.

The mayor of Wudu, who was in charge of maintaining traffic, was sweating profusely from a helicopter looking down, and some complained that the cowards of the Wudu Council had not followed his advice.

If you made up your mind last year to abandon the use of your own construction team, you would choose to outsource the construction team of the ancient Oriental country.

Is this the gambling of this evacuation?

Fog will have one of the widest and best highways out of town to meet their needs.

It's not like this, it's been thirteen years since he meowed! It's been thirteen years!

Thirteen years have not been able to build a single road, and it is still a beautiful name to prevent the loss of local engineering capabilities......

Now it's okay, there is really a big problem, causing a large number of civilian casualties, and they can't run away from this black cauldron!

"Celtic's transcendence has sunk to the ground?"

"I knew those Celtic guys couldn't be trusted!"

"What are you going to do, Prime Minister?"

"Huh? He wants to be quiet? ”

In the helicopter, the mayor of Wudu thought that he had misheard, and asked the secretary again and still gave the same answer.

He looked at the foggy capital city in the distance, his lips squirmed slightly, and he was a little afraid: "Above, you shouldn't have made up your mind to use weapons of mass destruction, right?" ”

"This shouldn't be, this is the capital of fog, representing the capital of Britain's nearly 1,000-year history!"

The secretary was a little surprised: "It's not worth it just to prevent the resurrection of the goddess of war, Morrigan!" ”

Another official was even more gloomy and said: "I heard that the goddess of war, Morrigan, was originally a god worshiped by the Celts, but they themselves knocked down the seal, if she is resurrected, she will also go to the Celts for trouble." ”

Mayor Wudu didn't answer, after all, this kind of thing, a person of his status can't talk nonsense.

Even if I do have such thoughts in my heart.

Suddenly, the mayor of Wudu noticed that the convoy was in a commotion.

Noticing the anomaly, he hurriedly raised his binoculars to look.

Suddenly, I found that on the highway in the distance, there were more than a dozen exorcists wearing priests' robes holding crosses, spears, short swords and other weapons, stepping on the roof of the car and hurrying over.

They were speeding on the roof of the car as fast as the wind, and at the same time they were whispering a piece of sacred music.

These holy music are heard in the ears of those who are around them,

It can actually calm their fearful hearts.

As a result, many citizens prayed, regardless of whether they were in the eyes of each other, strictly speaking, a group of heretics.

These exorcism priests are naturally a group of undead warriors created by Xiao Yu's waste, they are also the level of trainee extraordinary knights, and it is not a big problem to fly down under Xiao Yu's control.

In addition, the leader of the cross is equipped with a tranquility circle, which can calm people's minds when it is opened, just enough to calm the panicked hearts of those on the highway.

It also restored the confidence of everyone who fell into the trough because of Celtic's extraordinary defeat.

This group of exorcist priests quickly arrived in the southern area of the fog capital and came to the broken bridge.

As they lined up, there was a sound of Amen in front of the Phantom of the Goddess of War, Morigan.

Xiao Yu waved his right hand.

The second-level sorcery that has been prepared for a long time, summoning the spirit of light and releasing it successfully.

Suddenly, in the air in front of the exorcist priests, a humanoid creature composed entirely of light elements, unable to see clearly, about three meters high, suspended in the air, appeared in front of everyone.

"Warriors of Light, Heroic Spirits of Our Ranks!"

"In the name of the Holy Lord, judge the evil before you!"

The exorcist priests spoke in unison, their voices filled with indescribable fervor.

The voices of these exorcist priests are taken from Lilliputians to the original Goddess of Light cultists.

Even if it is analyzed by the most professional sound experts, they will definitely feel that the person who can say such an emotional voice must have a deep affection for the Holy Lord.

If anyone questioned whether there was a fraud in this, these experts would be the first to jump out and oppose it, and throw out an argument of more than 10,000 words to prove his case.

"Morrigan, the goddess of war!"

As the Spirit of Light was summoned, the surrounding area was bright, and the sky, which had been lifeless by the Ghost Dragon Realm, seemed to come to life at this moment.

Father Alexander, incarnated by Xiao Yu, walked out of a room.

He also carried the corpse of a crypt spider in his hand.

The priest's robe was stained with blood.

It looks as if a terrible battle has just been experienced.

It makes people awe of it at first glance.

"In order to break the seal and come back to life, you actually accepted the power from the abyss?"

Father Alexander threw away the crypt spider, panted lightly and looked at the phantom of the goddess of war, Morigan, and said solemnly: "Do you know what the consequences of doing this will be? ”

"If you are polluted, you will lose the chance of resurrection!"

"Hehehe."

With Father Alexander's questioning, at last, the voice of Morrigan, the goddess of war, was heard.

Just a chuckle.

This is based on the voice of the Bright Moon Witch, which is already so pleasant that people feel that only such a beautiful female voice is worthy of that beautiful appearance.

It's a pity that the owner of such a female voice is the goddess of war, Morrigan, a terrible evil god!

"The lackeys of the Holy Lord City have declined to the point where they can only send out poor creatures like you to stop me?"

"The abyss didn't lie to me."

"You can't stop me from coming back."

"This world will eventually reign for me."

Morrigan, the goddess of war, slowly rose into the air and came to the Frost Bone Dragon, with a flash of white light, obscuring the rapid switching of projection stone operations for a moment.

Dressed in Valkyrie-style armor, the heroic goddess of war, Morrigan, rode the Frost Bone Dragon and transformed into the Frost Dragon Knight, appearing in the sky above the Fog Capital as a king.

With a long dragon groan!

Moment.

The sky was windy and thundering.

Even the people who were far away on the highway in the western part of the fog capital felt the biting cold wind from the city and the fear that arose from the spine.

Involuntarily, countless people opened the car door, gave up the means of transportation, and chose to walk away from the fog.

The officers and soldiers did not stop.

Under the super-large range of psychic shock, they also felt that something bad was about to happen, and this feeling weighed heavily on their hearts, making it difficult for them to fulfill their duties.

Fear spread to everyone on the scene.

It also made the people who saw this scene across the Internet uncertain.

And at the same time.

The higher-ups received a message from the Cardinal Archbishop of the Holy City.

It reads, Fog Capital Incident, the transcendent who supported Britain was dragged by the abyss of evil.

If...... If Father Alexander failed.

Morigan, the goddess of war, will be resurrected through the sacrifice of the souls of hundreds of thousands of people.

The resurrection of Morrigan, the goddess of war, is absolutely inadmissible!

Because she is not only the ancestor of the Celts, but also a special transcendent being who has mastered the key to open the door of time and space.

Once Morrigan, the goddess of war, is resurrected, she is bewitched by the abyss, and it is very likely that she will open the door and allow the abyss's essence to invade the real world.

At that time, in terms of the extraordinary forces that are still in the recovery period.

The real world will be dragged into the abyss and become the ration of the abyss!

This is a terrible future that must never happen!

Therefore, the cardinal sent a request to the nations on behalf of Father Alexander.

When he was defeated.

Be sure to use the most powerful weapon...... Stop Morrigan, the goddess of war!