Dillon felt his consciousness grow more and more drowsy, sinking into the infinite darkness and then drifting again.

Suddenly, a speck of light appeared in the darkness, and he, tired of the darkness, couldn't wait to float towards the point of light, and as the distance approached, the point of light also became the size of a fist, and then the size of a person, until finally it filled his entire vision.

"What is this place?"

At this time, Dillon found himself in a strange palace.

Beneath his feet was a floor like a mist, with wandering white mist floating on it, and around him were dozens of columns that emitted pure white envelope light, each of which was carved with an angel of different shapes, lifelike, as if a real angel was possessed on it.

At a glance, it seems that you can still feel their joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

"Dillon."

A sacred, solemn, and warm voice came from directly above.

Dillon looked up and saw a huge seat floating in the air in front of him, on which sat a "giant" dressed in a wide white robe with a hazy light and shadow on his face.

This is...... The god of light.

Dillon was instantly shocked, for the most obvious iconic statue in the Church of Light, the statue of the God of Light, had long been deeply imprinted in his mind, and now at a glance, he recognized the "giant" above the seat as the statue of the God of Light.

"Dillon, you have a perseverance that ordinary people do not have, and a sincere heart that seeks light in the darkness, are you willing to be an apostle of the Son and stand by his side until you complete the mission of spreading the light?"

Son?

Although the God of Light did not say it explicitly, Dillon understood after a little thought, could there be anyone else in this world who could be called the Holy Son except for Reverend Gray, who was the first to obtain the God-given technique?

"I do."

Dillon knelt down on one knee and replied to the god of light in front of him.

Isn't that exactly what you want?

Dillon has been running away from his heart, for the sake of life and family, he has given up too much, until he meets Pastor Gray, he gradually discovers what he has lost, and is slowly returning, how can he easily let it all drift away with the wind?

The light is what you want!

Burst!

A white light suddenly appeared.

Before Dillon could react, his eyes were filled with this white light.

At the same time, in reality, it was less than a breath away.

The dazzling light that came from Dillon's body made the eyes of the group of black-armored killers hurt, and they either turned their backs or blocked them with their hands, and they couldn't see at all.

"Brother Buckle, what should I do?" Several black-armored killers asked the Golden Pupil Killer in a panic.

This strange and unknown white light frightened them.

"Attack with throwing knives!" Buckle shouted.

Buckle shielded the light from his eyes with one hand, and pulled a glowing knife from his waist with the other.

It is smeared with a highly venomous, the venom of the top predator in the wild, the Gangtubal snake, which has the effect of paralyzing the whole body of ordinary people within three breaths, and completely killing them within ten breaths.

Wow!

The throwing knife was instantly thrown by Buckle to the light source, and he deliberately aimed at the place where Dillon fell in his memory.

Although he didn't know what was going on there, judging by his years of experience, it was definitely not a good thing.

In this case, it is the most dangerous thing to sit back and wait.

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!

Several throwing knives also shot out of the hands of the other black-armored killers, towards Dillon's location.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

There was a series of metal crashes in the white light.

Before Buckle and the other black-armored killers could be shocked, a cold voice came out of it.

"I, Dillon, hereby swear that I will defend the Holy Son for the rest of my life, and I will never turn my back!"

The white light faded away, and a tall man appeared there.

He was wearing a silver-white full-body armor, with only eyes on his body, which emerged from the gaps in his helmet, and his golden pupils seemed to faintly reveal a trace of majesty.

Holding a half-human-high silver-white cross sword, the hilt of the sword is engraved with intricate and exquisite patterns, faintly like two miniature angels guarding the left and right.

Dillon's eyes stared sharply at Buckle and the others, and his cold voice came from the closed helmet, "Attempting to assassinate the Holy Son, you are all guilty, capital offense!" ”

"Impossible...... It couldn't be ......."

Although Buckle couldn't understand why a dying person seemed to have changed his outfit at this moment, the momentum of the whole person also soared a few notches, and appeared in a full state.

But he could feel the strength of the other party, which made him even feel like he was facing an old dark power, invincible, and could only wait quietly for death.

Buckle held back the shock in his heart, and when he saw Dillon suddenly move, he immediately shouted, "Hold him down!" ”

Then Buckle looked quickly behind him, he remembered that the young priest was next to him, and if he caught him, he would definitely make the armored man have some scruples.

"What about people?"

Looking at the empty grass behind him, Buck couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Are you looking for me again?" Gu Fan said.

The voice came from a distance, and Buckle looked up to see that the hostage he had wanted to take was now a hundred steps away from his location.

"Holy Slash!"

A white light erupted from the cross sword in Dillon's hand, and every time he swung a slash at the black-armored killer in the distance, a translucent white arc of energy flew towards them.

The black-armored killer who was hit by the white light only had time to let out a scream before falling down without resistance.

There was no sound.

At this time, Buckle, who heard the screams, looked back and found that he was the only one standing in the entire black-clothed killer group.

"Die!" Dillon struck Babuk with his cross-sword in hand.

Seeing that the cross sword slashed at himself, Bucker Baker gritted his teeth, instantly took out two serpentine daggers from his body, and slashed towards the cross sword quickly.

Clang!

Buckr looked a little glad, and although his jaw had been shattered by the crosssword, he had blocked the mortal attack.

But before he could be happy, Dillon's right foot, dressed in iron boots, kicked Babuk in the abdomen.

Boom!

Buckle was kicked into the air, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air and falling feebly to the ground.

"Death will be your best destination!"

Dillon walked over to Buckle and held the crosssword in his backhand, ready to get to know the other person thoroughly.

"Wait."

Gu Feng's voice suddenly came, and Dillon immediately stopped the movement in his hand.