The surrounding gods gathered more and more, and resolutely made a noise, each expressing shock.

Although there were not a few powerful onlookers, seeing Sherlock and Charles openly fighting did not mean to stop them, but also had a lively mentality.

"Let's go over and take a look, there's a fight in the fourth teaching area!"

"What god dares to fight with the deputy head of the Holy Knights!"

"Let's go check it out!"

The sound of explosions sounded one after another throughout the field, and the strong divine power collision spread to the entire fourth teaching area almost instantly, and both of them had no scruples about fighting fiercely, as if they both wanted to kill each other, Charles and Sherlock were both fourth-level liberation levels, and they were both participants in the Divine Society, and this battle did not end so quickly.

Not far from the fourth teaching area, there was another tremor, and the sand and dust on the ground were affected by the divine power not far away, and the atmosphere reacted, slowly rising, the floor loosened, and some cracked out small stones.

A stone slowly rose and fell into the palm of a young girl's hand, turning into dust with a slight pinch, and then drifting away with the wind the next moment.

The snow-white curly hair drooped down the smooth forehead like waves, and it was like a delicate brocade, a girl, with golden eyes flowing like a clear spring, with an indescribable charm, a black dress that made the surrounding gods unable to approach, and then turned into a little streamer.

"Stop fighting, Sherlock!" Dale shouted, but Sherlock was angry and stared at Charles coldly, not hearing her.

Floating in mid-air, his pupils exuding outrageous colors, he stared coldly down.

"That's all you can do?!"

Ahead, the ground collapsed.

Charles lay trembling in the huge pit, slowly lying up, his eyes suddenly became cold, he was enraged by Sherlock, and suddenly, a spiritual oppression swept over.

"It's like this!"

Sherlock was caught off guard, his spirit became in a trance, his body trembled, and his face sank. Charles on the other side was obviously standing like this, but it gave him a dreamlike feeling, as if he could disappear at any time.

The brilliance in Charles' pupils became more and more brilliant, and one formation after another appeared in the position of the eyes, and then the entire field exploded, and white spatial blades shot out of the formation, and Sherlock kept moving his position, dodging Charles's tricks, however, Charles's advantage is too obvious, space control, he only needs to be in place, constantly attacking the desired direction, and Sherlock must move a distance dozens of times greater than Charles's arm distance to be able to dodge the attack, if it weren't for the speed of Sherlock's eagle fast enough, it would have been hit a long time ago, but the strongest thing about the Iron Claw Condor is not speed, but wrist strength, is strength。

The energy balls gathered by the power of the wind were thrown out, and the scattered energy gathered into colorful balls of light, the pupils shrank suddenly, and the evil smiled slightly, instinctively feeling the horror of the surrounding balls of light, and his body shook to dodge between the balls of light.

The nimble body is like a swimming dragon, slicing white lightning bolts between the balls of light.

Charles's figure flickered, his body contracted, the whole person was immersed in white light, a terrifying high energy filled his fists, a halo of light condensed and sharp, and then struck down violently.

With a muffled thud, Charles struck Sherlock in the face, and Sherlock leaned backwards, then grinned, like an eagle's talon's wrist, and immediately grabbed Sherlock and threw it like pincers.

Intuitively feeling this power, Charles is like a cannonball.

However, at the same time as throwing away, he saw the smile on the corner of Charles's mouth, and his fingers flexibly drew an arc in the air, Sherlock was startled, a trace of ominous premonition flashed in his mind, and he stepped back, just trying to distance himself.

"It's late, space compression!"

Two white formations of more than ten meters in size suddenly appeared in mid-air, encircling Sherlock one after another.

There was a loud sound that seemed to burst the eardrums, swallowing it, and with the loud noise, Sherlock's body flew upside down, his clothes were torn, and a twenty-centimeter-long wound broke on his chest, barely keeping his balance, and standing on the ground, but still looking embarrassed.

Charles stopped in mid-air, just in the middle of Sherlock's distance from Dale, but Sherlock's attention was so focused on Charles that he didn't notice Dale at all, and immediately attacked.

"Stormy Waves!"

Boom, the surrounding air froze in an instant, and then as if it was compressed without limit, tearing, steaming, destroying, the sound of air cutting was so harsh, and even the space that was cut apart could not be maintained, and all the winds around it formed a huge storm that exuded huge air pressure, and then burst out violently.

Charles's face turned grim, and he tried his best to move his body to avoid it.

And at this time, Sherlock saw Dale who was looking at him on the ground, Dale's strength was only the second layer of liberation, if he ate the full force of this Sherlock's fourth layer of liberation, he would not even be left with scum.

"What?"

Sherlock was startled, and tried his best to retract, the strength of his whole body was solidified at a point and deflected as much as he could, his whole body was covered with green tendons, and the positive and negative forces swirled in his body, and his heart and lungs were shocked out of blood.

"It's too late!

The surge of divine power was so amazing, and the storm came very quickly, Dale closed his eyes in fear, and then the moment the attack reached Dale, the attack was once again stopped in mid-air.

Compressed, expanded, and solidified again, the storm was torn apart with one arm with one arm, which happened to be the eye of the storm, and the tornado, which had lost its follow-up strength, was greatly weakened and turned into an ordinary thin wind.

Noah waved her hand, and Noah protected Dale and sighed slightly.

Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, it was too timely.

Charles nodded, and then made a look at Sherlock, there was no need to fight anymore now.

The surroundings also seemed quiet, as if it was a meeting, and the badge on Noah's collar glowed strangely, staring at each other with wide eyes.

"Let's go!"

Noah said lightly, all the gods around her, as a member of the Kuroshio Task Force, no one wants to provoke such a character.

Dale's long eyelashes hung a few heavy beads of unknown origin, blinked a few times, and fell down slowly, her vision was misty, and through the vague water vapor, a face with a confused expression was reflected.

"Xiaoya, thank you!

Noah shook her head helplessly and grabbed Dale's hair.

Sherlock ran over quickly, his eyes revealing panicked emotion, stopped a few meters away from Dale, bit his lip vigorously, and spilled blood, his face was not good for the initiator of the attack on Dale.

And Charles's face was still indifferent, and when he saw Noah, he looked like he was smiling, and said, "It's worthy of being a member of the Black Tide, even I was shocked by you!"

"I don't want to hear that, what's the matter with you two?"

Charles shook his head, glancing at Sherlock, "You ask him!"

Sherlock was ashamed and said, "It's my fault, I attacked first!"

Noah sighed slightly, not asking the reason, and of course not interested.

"So be it!"

Noah shook her head and stretched out her hand to Charles: "There is something, I need the help of the deputy head of the Holy Knights!"

"Oh?" said Charles, smiling, "It's an honor!"

Sherlock nodded, and no longer asked why, Noah was very clever and invisibly solved the conflict between him and Charles.

"Then we'll go first!" Noah turned her head and smiled, and left.

Sherlock was stunned for a long time before he calmed down, then gasped for breath tightly, and then stared at Dale's petite and loving eyes and let out a long sigh.

"I'm sorry!"

It's good that Sherlock didn't say this, but as soon as he said it, Dale became angry, and his face became gloomy, "Regarding your confession just now, I think it's better to forget it!"

Sherlock was shocked, and hurriedly wrapped his arms around Dale's waist and coaxed Dale, "How can this be, I was just careless?"

"Accidentally what?"

"Accidentally...... Accidentally towards you... Launch... It's attacked."

Dale was very dissatisfied and shouted, "You accidentally killed me!"

"I promise, not next time!" Sherlock said aggrievedly.

"And next time?" said Dale with some trepidation, "Then I won't die a few more times!"

"I ......"

Dale sighed, "I'm going back, do you want to send me back?"

"Of course, no problem!" Sherlock was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly hugged Dale around before putting her down.

"Don't do that, everyone is watching!" Dale said shyly.

Sherlock smiled, then grabbed Dale's hand and walked forward.

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

It was as if a huge Great Wall was wrapping around a village, it was like a ruin, there were still a few ruined houses, uninhabited for a long time, there was no breath of life, there were many such houses, people went to the houses, the crooked houses were dilapidated, and the smoke rose from the sky, although there were also many inhabited houses, and the number of gods was also very large, but it seemed desolate.

——IlPiccoloCortile。

Sitting in a village in the fifth engineering area, the gods outside are called so, alias the courtyard of the weak, so as its name suggests, even in the entire village, the gods do not have a god who is more than the second layer of liberation, and the development of a very poor area in the god domain is extremely backward, so it is excluded, just like in the slums, the strength is very important in the god domain, after the gods become adults, once the strength does not reach the third level of liberation, they will be deprived of the priesthood and then sent to this place, so the gods here do not have a priesthood, for the god domain, the only role is that after the war between the god domain and the demon world, it is used as a soldier as cannon fodder。

Despite its poverty, the village is relatively good in agriculture, the gods get along with each other, and there is no strong bureaucratic atmosphere in other places, and it is still the hometown of Utsuki, known as Minaan.

"This is Minaan, and it's desolate!" Noah stood in the distance, patrolling the village, as if it had been baptized by war, a ruin.

"It's really rare that you'll come here? Minian is under the jurisdiction of the Holy Knights, and if you want to enter, you naturally need the permission of the captain or above!"

The various areas in the Divine Domain have strict rules and regulations on access to such large residential areas.

"If I'm not mistaken......"

Noah nodded, "Yes!"

"Don't you want to go and meet Utsuki, but choose to come here to meet her parents?"

"You don't have to worry about this! Mao Yue will let her stay in prison for a while first, she can't die anyway, there is still time!"

Charles smiled, "Let's go!"

Noah nodded, and followed Charles towards the check-in counter, where the guard looked very unenergetic and panicked when he saw Charles.

"Vice-Captain!" the guard was apparently also a member of the Holy Knights.

"Sign up, enter Minaan, one!"

Noah was slightly startled, "Charles, you won't go in?"

Charles shook his head, "Forget it, if you move quickly, I'll wait here, and Mina Anko is a slum, I'm the deputy head of the Holy Knights, and you are now a member of the Kuroshio Force, you still have resistance to this kind of bureaucracy, you'd better choose to change your clothes and go again!"

Noah snorted, "That's right!" and as she spoke, Noah took off her Kuroshio uniform and put it away, and ran towards the Minian entrance.

"See you later!"

Minaan is not small inside, because the entire area occupies a lot of place in the Divine Domain, although most of them are ruins, and the population is more concentrated in the central area, but thinking that Utsuki was born from here, if you ask, someone should know.

"Damn it, Joe, I'm going to teach you a good lesson this time!"

In a wasteland, five or six teenagers and girls were gathered together, and the two boys in the middle looked at each other, full of undisguised anger, and the emotions that both looked at each other unpleasantly.

"Come on, you don't even know your father when I beat me!"