I don't know what means Balu used, even if Hong Chengzhi's leg muscles contracted tightly, the blood just couldn't help but seep out of the skin.

And the sea water can't offset the powerful throwing inertia, the body impacts the cold sea water, and the strength is even more so that Hong Chengzhi can hardly wave his hands and feet to struggle.

"Knock ......"

His head was dizzy, and Hong Chengzhi realized that he had touched the bottom of the sea.

There is no air, my head is still dizzy, my whole body hurts, and the surroundings seem a little dim, I don't know how many meters deep I am under the sea, but my vision is not a big problem for entering Hong Chengzhi.

The point is... The smell of his blood remained all the way above, and now there were many huge and exaggerated black shadows converging, some of them seemed slow but were actually amazingly fast, and some of them couldn't even see the trajectory of the sea as they swam.

'Baru, what are you so special...... Do you want me to die......

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On the glacier at the sea, Balu stood on the shore, pulled out a lighter and lit a cigarette.

"Hiss~~~"

In a deep puff, he took a third of the cigarette and kicked his leg downward.

With a "bang", pieces of broken ice were shaken up, and Balu's right hand accurately grasped it.

I didn't aim or aim, and with a few frequent shakes of my arm, the ice flew out like cannonballs and rushed into the water.

A strange giant eel and a transparent squid were grazed by the "cannonball", and even if they didn't hit them, the powerful current still created a strong sense of pain and caused the deep-sea monsters to flee away from the area.

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The Holy Land of Light, a mountainside resting place on the sacred mountain of Zarma Gospel Mountain.

The dusty Sword Saint Degoni and his party are resting here, and they have been arranged to stay here for the time being, waiting for the Archbishop of the Church to summon them.

It's morning, and more than seventy people are gathered for breakfast.

There are a number of long tables, one with at least twenty people seated on either side, and a few tables together enough for everyone to eat indoors.

Paladins and Bishops, as well as some high-ranking clerics, were originally entitled to go to better places to rest and eat, but they were willing to stay here together.

Breakfast was a few simple buns, vegetables and broth, but at least it was hot, and it was delicious for those who hadn't had a fluffy meal in days.

"Click, click, click....." Gurgling ......"

Even the bishop of the city-state of Fanette, who was once pampered, also ate like a soldier and devoured without an image.

A few priests and attendants from the Holy Mountain came over pushing wheeled carts full of freshly made bread and vegetables, and several of them looked at the group of people eating and sweating.

But among these people there were not only bishops, but even successors, and no one dared to laugh at them.

"When will the archbishop summon us?"

Reitt looked at the priests of the Holy Mountain who had gone away, and said to Bishop Nirlo beside him.

Nierlo drank the hot soup in his hand, swept away the silent Juggernaut, and squinted his eyes in the direction of the top of the mountain.

"We just arrived last night, and although the archbishop should have seen us at once, given the urgency of the matter, it was still reasonable to see us, but now it is dawn, and no one seems to have come to inform us......"

"Lord Swordmaster, Laitt and I will go to the archbishop first after breakfast. ”

The status of Nierlo and Reut should be able to meet the archbishop directly, although it is not enough to feel that the archbishop has forgotten such an important matter, but it is also good to urge it appropriately.

Qin Xiaoxia just nodded slightly.

"I'm glad you!"

There were no words or any advice or reminders, but Leyt and Nierlo, who had consciously begun to understand the character of the Sword Saint, understood that this was the Sword Saint Degoni's trust in him.

The two of them stopped talking nonsense, and after eating a little more, they quickly left here.

But in fact, when they arrived at the Holy Mountain last night, the archbishop did not rest, but briefly bumped heads with the other bishops and powerful people in the Holy Mountain, but no one came to remind Reit and Nierlo.

Sometimes a person who is obviously very smart, because of the relationship between the authorities and the obsessive, can't see some things clearly, and for this group of people in the Holy Mountain, how can Leit and Nierlo be not.

Nierlo and Reit are not the same as they were a few months ago, and in the eyes of the Sacred Mountain Elite, they have gathered a large amount of power in just a few months.

There are lords of city-states, kings of small countries, elites of the churches everywhere, and even ranger adventurers without a subordination, who have a force that cannot be ignored in their hands, and their influence is growing.

In the eyes of the people of the Holy Mountain, the so-called ancient legendary sword saint Degoni could not exist at all, and it was purely fabricated by Nierlo and them.

The archbishop and others are also very busy.

And what about Nierlo and Leitt?

During this period of time, they can be said to be generals who have witnessed the crisis, and they have recognized how corrupt the church is, but after all, the church personnel have a deep affection for the church and a firm belief in God.

They firmly believe that as God's spokesmen, the Church of Light will shoulder its historic mission, and they are eager to achieve this and change the Swordmaster's view of the church.

......

Seeing the hurried way they left, Qin Xiaoxia didn't intend to remind them that the so-called archbishop didn't attach as much importance to this matter as they imagined.

"O wise creatures...... Without restraint and guide, essential desires will always sprout too much... Destruction was found... Or did it attract it......"

"Sword Master, were you just talking?"

A witcher on the side turned his head to look at the Sword Saint Degoni suspiciously, as if he had heard sighs and whispers just now.

"Hehe, sort of..."

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The Archbishop of the Garden District on the top of the Holy Mountain walked alone through the corridors of an old church building.

After that little meeting last night, for some reason, he couldn't sleep when he tossed and turned in bed.

It's as if there are countless irritating noises ringing in your ears, but if you listen closely, you will immediately be quiet.

In this way, I was in a daze and coma for most of the night before I barely fell asleep.

But the noisy environment in his sleep was even more exaggerated, and he was like a headless fly wandering around in his dreams, as if he was looking for something.

On the eve of the re-illumination of the Solar Heart, the archbishop, with two dark circles under his eyes, suddenly woke up from his bed.

The noisy sound that almost tossed him all night in his ears seemed to be clear for a moment in his mental trance.

"Find it... Find it... Finding the Light...... Old... Idol... Underneath... Find it ......"

The archbishop was in a hurry, and he searched the old church buildings on the top of the hill early, and in some strange state of mind, he did not tell anyone, nor did he ask anyone to help.

Along the way, the priests, priests, priests, and guards of the archbishop thought he was a little strange.

The archbishop, who had searched everywhere he could think of, finally remembered that the current central church had been renovated, which was at least a hundred or two hundred years ago, and most of the original items of the old central church had been abandoned.

But things like gods are generally not discarded at will, and they dare not discard them at will.

At the end of the corridor, a dilapidated wooden door appeared in front of me, this road is not walked by many people a few times a year, and occasionally there is inconvenient "garbage" that is not directly discarded, and someone will bring it to this place.

"Squeaky ......"

The old seal was pushed open, and immediately a thick cloud of dust wafted out.

"Ahem, ahem...... Didn't these guys tell them to keep all the places in the Holy Mountain clean and tidy!"

Walking inside, it was almost a footprint, and the dust was almost half an inch thick.

'Idols!'

The warehouse is large, but the statue of the God of Light holding the heart of the sun is also conspicuous, but not one, but at least twenty.

Obviously, there are a lot of statues that have been replaced, but the most conspicuous one is naturally the tallest one.

The archbishop also went straight to the first target, and quickly approached to carefully observe the large statue of the god, which was about three meters high.

It was gray in color, with slight cracks in many places, and the face of the god of light was also different from that of modern gods, and no other features were found after going around.

"That's right, bottom!"

The archbishop crouched down and walked around the idol little by little, and at one moment, his heart jumped suddenly.

'Here!'

There is a large crack in the corner of the square foundation of the lower part of the statue, which is unknown which generation of priests filled it with hard plaster, but it has now reopened.

At this time, the angle of daylight was just right, and light shone through the upper windows of the warehouse, and the large annotation also noticed the reflection in the crack for the first time.

'There's something in there!'

PS: I win10 doesn't have a high-definition audio manager, in order to get this back, I'm going crazy, it turns out that I also have obsessive-compulsive disorder...

Tomorrow will be 3 more!.

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