"I've already reported this to the Dragon Temple, so I'll be here for the time being. ”

The old bishop nodded and said to Zhao Sicheng.

Zhao Sicheng frowned, and was about to say something, but the old bishop seemed to see his worry, and laughed loudly:

"Don't worry, I'm the missionary bishop of Haichuan City, and the power and combat power here are beyond your imagination. ”

Zhao Sicheng opened his mouth, wanted to speak and stopped, looking at his appearance, even if he had just seen the old bishop's move, he still had great doubts.

"Lord Bishop, the Cult of the End God is one of the four major God Cults, and even in this Haichuan City, it is a fierce dragon that crosses the river..."

Zhao Sicheng had a look of hesitation on his face, and after a while, he finally made up his mind, his eyes flashed with firmness, and he said in a deep voice:

"Actually, in addition to the mind-control experiment project that my father presided, I also know a great secret about the Cult of the End God. ”

"This is what I learned from an encrypted email that my father had set up during his time on the run. ”

"Maybe it's because of this that the Cult of the End God will chase down Haichuan City..."

Hearing this, the old bishop was slightly stunned at first, and said with a casual smile:

"Young man, I know you're worried that this church isn't safe enough and want to leave, but don't worry, the Cult of the End God can't afford to make waves here. ”

Zhao Sicheng's face was anxious, the old bishop's words were clearly saying that he had fabricated a secret and wanted to attract the attention of the Dragon God Sect and escort him away.

He pondered for a moment, and then slowly spoke:

"This matter is the foundation of the Cult of the End God, and even in the Sect of the End God, only a small number of real high-level people know about it. ”

"And my father, it was only because of some contact with a senior in the research institute that he learned about the existence of this secret. ”

"Young man, you better wait in peace..."

The old bishop was still smiling, but he was listening attentively.

Seeing this, Zhao Sicheng gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:

"Behind the Cult of the End God, there is a behemoth with a higher status than the Pope of the End-----"

He was just halfway through his words when a loud bang suddenly came to mind.

Rumble!

The violent explosion directly overturned the newly built chapel.

A group of heavily armed Cult of the End soldiers appeared on the street, guns in their hands, and their expressions were awe-inspiring.

The leader was a middle-aged man in a black robe, with a gloomy face looking at the new church that had collapsed.

"The new church of the Dragon God Sect actually extended its tentacles to Haichuan City, which is secretly controlled by our Last God Sect? This Dragon God Sect is too floating, and wants to shelter the family of a traitor of our End God Sect?"

The black-robed middle-aged man sneered and whispered to the communication device he was wearing:

"The target person has been cleaned up. ”

When he reported in his mouth, he suddenly felt an alarm in his heart, and his body flashed directly, looking at the side and back and dodging.

Rumble!

A blazing fireball smashed directly into the position he was standing on, turning into a fierce fire, enveloping the small group of heavily armed soldiers.

In the midst of the screams, the soldiers quickly fell to the ground, no longer alive, and even their bodies were burned by the flames, turning into a cloud of flying ashes.

The black-robed man of the Cult of the End stood on end, he took a deep breath, and instead of looking at the miserable situation of the soldiers in the flames, he raised his head and looked over the collapsed Dragon God Cult church.

There, the old bishop was quietly suspended in the air, holding Zhao Sicheng with a stunned face in one hand, frowning and looking at this side.

"Formations of soldiers have appeared? This is not the American continent, the Cult of the End God actually attaches so much importance to this kid? Jinglai's so-called big secret should be true. ”

The old bishop glanced down at the black-robed man of the Sect of the End God on the ground, and with one hand in his hand, he flew directly into the air into the distance.

The black-robed man stood in place, already in a cold sweat.

He didn't have any intention of chasing, because he didn't have the slightest chance of life!

"Flying directly, without relying on any technological creation, is this a super-level powerhouse? But this is just a small church that has just been established, how can there be such a strong person?"

The black-robed man of the Ultimate-Divine Sect looked full of panic, and quickly reported what had just happened to the communication device in his hand.

Then, at a distance, he followed the old bishop who had walked in the air.

.............

The edge of Haichuan City.

A hovercar sped through the air, leaving a long trail in its wake.

"Young man, don't worry, I'm an old driver, very stable. ”

The old bishop held the steering wheel in one hand, and the other hand was quickly pointing on a curtain of light.

Zhao Sicheng, the co-pilot next to him, turned pale, the old bishop's car was indeed fast and steady, but for him, someone who had lost a lot of blood, the stimulation was still too great.

He looked out the window at the rapidly receding building, and said with a strong spirit:

"Lord Bishop, you should be about to leave the Haichuan City area now, can you slow down a bit?"

The old bishop smiled, but he was still distracted and doing two things, and said to Zhao Sicheng:

"Do you know what the transcendent realm is? If you transcend mortals, you will naturally be able to do things that mortals can't do, so you still don't have to worry, you won't overturn. ”

The old bishop chuckled, glanced quickly in the rearview mirror, and added:

"And if it's slow, even I won't be able to protect you. ”

As soon as his words fell, two sharp voices came from behind.

The old bishop immediately turned the steering wheel, and the hovering car made a sharp turn, which made Zhao Sicheng's face in the passenger seat a little paler.

The corner of Zhao Sicheng's eyes twitched, and he just wanted to persuade the old bishop again, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of two cannonballs flying past the body.

He immediately broke out in a cold sweat, closed his mouth tightly, and looked in the rearview mirror.

I saw that there were more than a dozen hovercars chasing after me, and dozens of long car convoys were chasing after the road on the ground.

The vehicles of the Cult of the End in the rear, whether it was a hovercar on the ground or in the sky, stretched out a pitch-black cannon muzzle, and between the flickering fire, one cannonball after another was already whistling in.

The old bishop next to him still looked calm and relaxed, and muttered:

"This hovercar on the technological plane is really interesting, and with this technological creation, it can also save me the magic of flying spells. ”

"The old bishop..."

Zhao Sicheng's face was frightened, and he was about to urge.

"Hehe, don't worry, the Dragon God Temple has already explained that it wants to take you to Longteng City, and I will naturally do what I say. ”