Chapter 752: On the Role of Speakers in Battle

The saint sings, and her voice is heavenly.

The atmosphere was nice.

The fanatics appear and lash themselves in front of the idol to confess their sins.

It feels good.

The fanatics put the holy woman on the altar with a nail and bled it......

Wonder is the daughter of ignorance.

There's something even more exciting.

See, the fanatics had just carved flowers for the saint, and when they turned around, they stabbed the knife into their hearts, and blood spurted three feet away.

The religious atmosphere is directly filled.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid of newcomers, this is all a process, and it is the only way to run to a new life. See, the archbishop will take the stage, and in a moment he will begin to explain the scriptures and call on the gods to perform miracles to resurrect all the fanatics of the previous blood sacrifice.

As for the saints?

Harm, which month does the saint not be bloodlet three or four times? Small scenes.

Behold, the blood that flowed from the saint's body was purple, which was the color of the blood of the gods. Later, the bishop will have to use these divine blood to exert his divine grace.

Listen, the archbishop has begun to preach.

Lo and behold, the choir began to sing.

The harmony is good!

The high and low voices are well maintained!

Everything was perfect, perfect!

And then.

With a bang, the glass at the top of the wall behind the archbishop suddenly exploded, turning into hundreds of flying colored fragments. The sunlight suddenly pierced into the church, and in the dazzling light, a tall figure suddenly leaped in and fell, like a demon, making all the believers exclaim.

The eight-meter-high drop passed in an instant, but the tall and strong body seemed to be stepping on the wind, and did not make the slightest sound when it landed.

In the black leather coat flying, he stepped on the altar accurately, and stood on the top of the stone wall where the "Holy Maiden" was hung, without the slightest sway.

His eyes were closed, his ears were collecting all the subtle sounds, his nose smelled something different from that of a human, and the phaseless wind and the endless thunder probed around him, allowing him to distinguish between humans and non-humans faster and more accurately.

In the dark world with your eyes closed, the difference between red and purple is so stark.

Thereupon.

As soon as the leather coat was raised, the figure turned, and the muzzle of a sand eagle was already on the archbishop's head.

Bang, purple blood splattered, and the archbishop's head exploded directly.

"Ahβ€”β€”!h The believers screamed, and the scene began to be chaotic.

The cathars roared and drew their pistols, ready to clear the incoming enemy.

But the tall man stood up, and the sun shone on the top of his head, on his shoulders, leaving a deep shadow. He raised his arms, held the sand eagle in both hands, and shot with a bang without looking. The bullet accurately hit the humanoid monster in the crowd, and purple blood splattered the ornate church walls into filth.

A bullet flew, the man raised his hand and blocked it with his palm, and with a muffled pop, the bullet was caught unharmed. There were also bullets that flew and landed on the man, again to no avail.

"That's it? I advise you to hurry up and show your true form, otherwise you will not be able to pose any threat to me at all. Anywayβ€”"

As soon as his foot moved, he stepped on the head of the "holy woman". The three great calamities of the Infernal Invisible burst out and poured into the head of the "Holy Maiden" along the soles of her feet. The saint who had just been carved and bled screamed miserably, and her originally beautiful and holy face suddenly became as hideous and terrifying as a ghost, and her seductive figure was as terrifying as a dried corpse.

The man looked around at the scene and mocked slightly: "Anyway, you can't hide it." ”

Bang, there was a slight afterburner under his feet, and the head of the "Holy Maiden" was directly stepped on.

Many believers were frightened by the change in the "holy woman".

And the next moment, many people in the crowd also changed. Men and women, one by one, they turned into hideous ghosts, their strength and speed increased, and they roared and threw themselves at the man.

But at the broken window that had just burst, a wild knife was suddenly thrown in.

Raise your hand to catch it, in front of the horizontal knife, hold the sheath in one hand and the handle in the other.

The blade of the knife blocked the lowered eyes.

The corners of the mouth under the knife raised a subtle smile.

"Fight me empty-handed?"

Hum, the blade was an inch out of the sheath, and the cold light on the blade flickered.

"You're - kill yourselves!"

Out of nowhere, the sound of heavy metal rock music suddenly sounded.

And in the dynamic rhythm, the blade is out of the sheath with a whoosh, stunning in all directions.

The air was split, and the astonishing knife trails slashed all around. The man rose to his feet, and the Notai knife slashed with unparalleled sword light. The fierceness of fire, the change of water, the lightness of wind, the swiftness of thunder, and a hint of the feeling of stepping on the earth and inexhaustible strength although relatively not strong enough.

The incredibly powerful sword technique unfolded, and the man swept the scene with a wanton swing.

One by one, the monsters were cut open and pierced, and the knife wounds that were supposed to heal quickly could not heal at all due to the strange power of the blades. Even if they are only pierced through the unimportant parts, the scorching fire and water erosion continue, causing them to scratch their livers and lungs, tearing their hearts and lungs, and finally being burned to death by the power of the Void, or the core being shattered by the invisible force.

The congregants ran in terror, and when they left the church, they found that there was already a large army outside. Soldiers dressed in black quickly took the cultists under custody and exterminated the monsters that poured out everywhere.

Bang bang, bang, fierce firefights sounded, and these monsters that were stronger than ordinary people were hunted and killed. The Legion has long ensnared some samples for study and developed corresponding tactics. These wild monsters don't have any real advantage in the face of modern military power.

Soon, the monsters that were scurrying around outside were wiped out. Fighting these non-human monsters, and winning back-to-back battles, is a big morale boost for the legion.

It's done outside, it's done inside the cathedral.

Pushing open the door and looking inside, only the man in black was still standing in the church, and all the monsters were splashed with blood on the spot.

Heizun vibrated the knife, threw all the dirty blood on the blade away, and then accurately retracted the knife back to the sheath, humming the knife in the chic handsome, cool yuppie.

At the window that had just been broken, he sat on the broken window and swayed his legs, and there was a loud speaker next to him.

"How does it feel?"

"It feels so good." Shi Tiexin looked up: "Especially the BGM you put is injected into the soul." ”

Yoyo smiled and said: "Research shows that RGB plus performance, BGM plus combat power." ”

"Very good, in the future, you will be responsible for playing music for me, and if you want to defeat me, you must turn off my stereo first."

"I think it's okay. But it's all a side dish just now.,Next is the main meal.,Do you need to increase the volume of BGM? ”

"This time I don't need it, this time there is a new way to play. By the way, I suggest you come down from that high place first, and you may have to tear down the wall later. ”

Yoyo down.

The huge church was emptied.

Then a small car reversed into the church door.

Opening the trunk, Shi Tiexin reached out and grabbed the contents inside. He took a breath and lifted it with both hands, and a particularly exaggerated-looking gadget had already been taken out by someone Shi.