With the words of the heretical inquisition priest behind Xiao Yan, a loud scream was also heard from the passage leading to the garden. In a matter of seconds, another priest dragged the bloody Earl Campbell out of there. Facing Bishop Cortrella on the other side, the priest, who did not know what to do to the Count, said in the shadow of his hood: "The wedding continues. ”

Brilliant auras had begun to burst out around Xiao Yan on the pulpit, but none of these auras could stop the red rope in the hands of the Inquisitionist, and almost at the moment when Count Campbell's body was completely dragged into the church, Xiao Yan's neck was also firmly enclosed by the rope composed of red light.

This sudden change surprised everyone present, the Lord's walk on the earth hindered the princess's marriage instead of blessing, the Inquisition openly acted against a quasi-saint like Little Fryman, and Little Fryman, who had always been making miracles in the past, did not have time to make an effective resistance this time, and was caught by the priests of the Inquisition.

The prayer hall was filled with exclamations, which were contrasted with a smug smile on Bishop Corterella's face.

"You're only level 5, and you're only level 5 at most."

The Bishop whispered, "These two priests are from the Inquisition, they are at least level 8, and when you are put on such a rope, you know what it means. ”

Xiao Yan asked calmly, "Really?" ”

Cortrella was taken aback by Xiao Yan's rhetorical question, but when he turned to look at the priest holding little Fryman, the priest from the Inquisition did not speak. Rather, it is a direct force. The red aura rope slammed into Xiao Yan's neck as the priest dragged him. The huge liliang allowed the rope to squeeze into the skin in an instant. Blood trickled down the wound. The priest looked thin, but Liliang was surprisingly big, and under such a strangulation, Xiao Yan's entire body stumbled involuntarily and almost fell to the ground.

The smile on Bishop Cortrella's face reappeared, he looked at the brown-haired boy in front of him and whispered, "Oh, look at you. The Lord's walk on the earth, what you look like now. This is not the place where you should come, listen, you should continue to sleep peacefully on your throne and not get too involved in the worldly things. ”

The smile on the face of the brown-haired boy did not freeze either, but with a tone of compassion, looking at the bishop as if he were looking at the lambs about to be slaughtered. The boy asked in a low voice, "So, you decided to risk a church split and do something to me?" ”

"Nope. No, no. The Bishop said, "If you don't come here, we won't do this, and in fact, if you leave here, we won't do anything to you." As long as you don't interfere with this wedding, you are still you, no, you will get more. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yan looked at the other side. Standing there, when the former princess found herself falling back into despair because of Xiao Yan's sudden arrest, her eyes became numb again, even despair. Regarding the expression of the former princess, Xiao Yan calmly asked, "Do you believe me?" ”

"No, she ought to trust her husband, the handsome Earl Campbell."

Afraid of any other changes, Cottella hurriedly interrupted Xiao Yan's words and said, "Mr. Fryman, marriage is sacred and blessed by the Lord, and I hope that you will not continue to stay here, but should go where you are needed. Listen, there are so many people cheering outside the church, they are waiting for you to appear, they want to make offerings to you, they want to hear your voice. So, where should you go, not stay here. ”

Xiao Yan was about to say something, and the heresy priest who was dragging the rope of red light had already let out a low voice: "You must get out of here, boy, no matter who you are, this is not the place you should stay. ”

It was only at this time that Xiao Yan turned his head to look at the priest who hid his face in the depths of his hood and asked, "Who gave you the authority to order me to leave here?" ”

The priest was stunned for a moment, he could feel that Xiao Yan's problem was definitely not as simple as it seemed, but for a moment he couldn't determine what the trap of this problem was. In the end, he chose to avoid this question, but pushed Xiao Yan hard, saying, "Get out of here!" ”

Xiao Yan's body staggered again, but the smile on his face became more strange, and he asked repeatedly, "Who, who gave you the power to let me out of here?" ”

The black-robed priest did not answer the question, in fact, he had sensed that the question was too strange and that any answer could become a trap from which he could not escape. Although it was unclear what danger a level 5 teenager could pose to him as a level 9, the priest eventually shut up more cautiously.

The people of the Inquisition are only bloody, but they are not crazy. These clergy are more sensitive to the foreknowledge of danger than the average believer. Therefore, the priest did not answer Xiao Yan's question at all, but pushed Xiao Yan's body hard, trying to push the brown-haired boy off the pulpit.

The moment his hand just touched Xiao Yan, before his strength could fully reach Xiao Yan's body, his palm became dry in an instant, his skin aged sharply, and then cracked, and the flesh and blood under the skin were gone, leaving only the dark-colored phalanges, even these phalanges were shattered in a short time. This change did not just happen in the palm of the priest's hand, but was a rapid xiangshang extension. Before the church erupted in violent screams, the entire priest's body was completely aged and shattered.

There was no blood, no stumps, and before the priest realized he was dead, all that was left of his standing was a black clerical robe with blood-red corners.

The sudden change caused the entire church to fall silent, and the visual stimulation was so intense that almost all the people couldn't believe their eyes, so much so that they couldn't even scream in horror. After a few seconds of this, screams erupted in the church, not only of the women, but also of the male aristocrats.

It has to be said that these male aristocrats are not as good as the women around them, and they have begun to run towards the door of the church, pulling each other at each other, as if this can keep themselves as far away from danger as possible.

Another priest of the Inquisition was equally incredulous at the change, shouting loudly, "What did you do?!" ”

Xiao Yan shrugged his shoulders and asked rhetorically, "What do you think I can do to him with my level?" ”

This question made the panicked Bishop Cottella even more alarmed, it was obvious that little Fryman of level 5 could not really do any real damage to a priest above level 8, let alone turn the other party into a pile of bones in an instant. In order to achieve such an effect, there is only one possibility, and someone who is more than level 9 or above, and who can't even describe his level, is secretly attacking.

Kortrela, who originally thought that he was in control, couldn't imagine that little Fryman would have such a helper, but the Pope had assured Cortrella that when Lelia and Campbell got married, little Fryman would never have more than level 9 or more by his side. And if such an existence really exists, it stands to reason that the two priests of the Inquisition should have discovered this earlier, so that Weishenme would be in the current situation?

Another cleric of the Inquisition didn't think much about it, and he strode towards Xiao Yan. As he walked, divine light continued to emerge around him, and these rays of light surrounded his body like thick armor. Even if there is an existence above level 9, it will take a while to break through these light armors and cause damage to him. The priest believed that this time would be enough for him to find the hidden enemy.

Xiao Yan didn't dodge or dodge, but looked at the priest and asked calmly, "You decided to attack me?" ”

The priest did not answer, a white spear had already appeared in his hand, and less than 15 yards away from Xiao Yan, the priest had already raised the spear and expressed his attitude with practical actions.

That strange smile resurfaced on Xiao Yan's face, and he asked, "Who gave you the authority to screen me?" Who gave you the right to hurt me? ”

The priest continued to remain silent about Xiao Yan's question, and the spear in his hand was already aimed at Xiao Yan, stabbing at him suddenly.

With that strange smile, Xiao Yan calmly watched the priest's attack. This smile of his made Bishop Cortrella feel frightened, and he couldn't help but cry out: "Wait! ”

This call came too late, and when the priest's attack had just arrived on Xiao Yan's body, all the light on his body suddenly dimmed, and the light spear disappeared in an instant. Not only that, but the priest's body began to creak and rattle, and a large number of stains began to appear on the robes that had once been free of dirt.

God forsaken!

This is the standard God's abandonment, and it doesn't take much explanation to get to this conclusion. At the same time that the priest attacked little Fleman, he was already hated by the Lord, and not only was the magic eliminated, but all the pride and purity that belonged to the priest were deprived.

This is not everything that a high-level being beyond Level 9 can do. If the death of the priest just now proved that there was a powerful being behind little Fryman, then the death of this priest finally proves who the powerful being behind little Fryman really is.

That's the Lord! (To be continued......)