Chapter 310: Truce
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Kamijo hurriedly blocked with his right hand. Originally, in addition to the ability of his right hand, Shangjo was just an ordinary high school student. He didn't have a way to see and dodge the attack in front of him.
With a clang, the cross and the right hand struck each other.
This time, the giant didn't even disappear. Kamijo felt like he was holding a rubber block in his right hand, but his fingers were gradually unable to resist it. After all, the other party uses two hands, while Kamijo can only use his right hand. The flaming cross began to move closer and closer to the top of the head.
I don't know what's going on.,That's when I noticed something.γ This flaming body, named "Innocentius", does react to Uejo's "Fantasy Killer". However, it can be revived immediately after it is destroyed. The time gap between annihilation and resurrection may be less than a tenth of a second.
The ability of the right hand is sealed.
As soon as you let go of your right hand, I'm afraid that Kamijo will be burned to ashes in an instant by the "King of Witch Hunting".
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An unpredictable sound appeared, and in Uejo's surprised expression, the witch hunting king in his hand suddenly disappeared like a bubble, and then a voice that he was extremely familiar with suddenly came into his ears.
"Yo, God purifies demons."
"How could it be you? Shuaixi! β
"Oh, this is naturally me, I was just attacked by a wizard from England and was a little worried about your situation, sure enough
Li Shuaixi chuckled and pointed to the divine crack fire weaving that he was resisting, and then gloated and looked at the embarrassed Shangjo Dangma.
"Divine Crack??!!! How is this possible, and my witch hunting king! It's a forbidden curse
Steele saw the divine crack fire weaving that was resisted by Li Shuaixi. My heart immediately chuckled.
"Hey, that magical uncle over there."
"Bastard. I'm only fourteen! I'm smaller than a god crack! β
Hearing Li Shuaixi call him this, although he was a little frightened, Steele still couldn't help but correct him.
"I know. But what does it matter, Uncle Magic. But you actually played with fire in front of me, I don't know whether to call you stupid or laugh at your naivety. β
"Bastard, what the hell are you talking about, how dare you insult my magic!"
At this moment, despite fear, the insulted magical genius Steele was still ready to fight back.
"Flames"
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"Uh, what the hell is going on?!"
The flame that Steele had just condensed flew to Li Shuaixi's position automatically and landed on his outstretched hand like a magnet. When he continued to condense a few flame swords, the result was still the same ineffective.
By this time, Steele had given up resisting, after all, all his magic had not played a role
Before Li Shuaixi arrived-
After being captured by Li Shuaixi, the Divine Cracked Fire Weaving who was carried on his shoulders did not show a trace of fear, but let out a quiet and sad voice:
"Unknown powerhouse, although I have been captured by you, can you listen to me and tell me something?"
"Ok, beautiful Miss Magician, whatever you want is your freedom."
Li Shuaixi felt the psychological changes of the female saint. A slight conspiracy succeeded in a soft voice.
"I didn't want to hurt her...... I didn't know that the monastic vest on her 'mobile church' barrier was gone...... I thought I would never cut her ......"
"I'm not willing to do this kind of thing......"
"Oh, what's the reason for you to go after the forbidden book catalogue that you can't control, no. I said Intix. β
The Divine Crack continued:
"But...... If I don't, she won't be able to live...... She's going to die. β
God Cracked Fire Weaving said like a child about to cry:
"She's my compatriot β and my most important friend."
God Crack Fire Weave said. Her voice was weak and she looked helpless. It doesn't look like a magician in the top 10 in London at all. Just like a tired ordinary girl.
ββ¦β¦ What kind of person does she think she is? β
"Isn't it just a pseudo-magician who can't use magic?
"You think an ordinary person without magic. Is there a way to go on our track for a year without getting caught? β
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"She's up against a group of magicians with magical names, and she's up against Steele's flames and my Seven Flashes and Onlyβshe doesn't have any special abilities like you. There is no way to use magic like we do, so we can only rely on our own hands and feet to escape. β
God Crack laughed self-deprecatingly, "It's not easy to escape from the hands of two magicians, and if I become an enemy of the entire 'Necessary Evil Church', even I won't last a month." β
"She's an absolute genius." God cracked and asserted: "If it is not handled properly, it will even become a 'natural disaster'." It is understandable that the upper echelons of the church do not treat her as an ordinary person, after all, everyone is afraid. β
"More than 85% of her brain capacity has been filled by the 103,000 Demon Dao books in the forbidden book catalog, and she can only rely on the remaining 15% to barely maintain her function...... Even so, her abilities are still on par with ordinary people. β
"The human brain is actually smaller than we think. Our brains can continue to function for nearly 100 years because they can constantly organize memories and forget 'useless memories'. You don't remember what you had for dinner a week ago, do you? Everyone unconsciously organizes their brains, and if they don't, they can't continue to live. β
"The leaves of every street tree, the faces of everyone in the crowd, the shape of every raindrop falling from the sky...... Nothing can be forgotten, so her brain will be filled with these junk memories for a short time. God Crack continued in a cold voice, "...... Originally, she only had 15% of her brain volume left, and with her complete memory ability, it was a fatal blow. So since she can't 'forget' on her own. She had to rely on external forces to make her 'forget', otherwise she would not be able to continue to live. β
"Huh!?" You seem to be mistaken. Stupid saint! I've heard Lola say this, and all the brain blowouts are lying to you. Even if the forbidden book catalogue is completely memorized, it will not lead to such a result. β
"-What?!" Lola? Are you talking about the Greatest Bishop? β
Hearing this, God Crack was stunned for a moment, after all, Lola was her immediate boss.
"That's right. It's that wicked old woman. β
"How so? How could the Greatest Bishop lie to me, and who are you? β
The impact of Li Shuaixi's words on the Divine Crack can be said to be very huge, and she doesn't know whether to believe it or not for a while.
"You ask me? Hehe, have you heard of the Templar Church? β
"That, the heretical Chinese Cross Religion?"
"Yes, it's the heretical Crucifixion. I'm their Pope, Lola, of course. β
Li Shuaixi continued to pretend to be forced. The tone is relaxed, as if he is talking about someone else.
"The Pope of the Templar Church? Indeed, there is an explanation for this. Bishop Maximum, are you really lying to me? β
At this time, with great surprise, Shen Crack carefully thought about the style of the biggest bishop, and thought carefully that he seemed to have really been pitted.
"How so? Dirty Religious Politics, Intix"
"Alright, stop talking about that Lola. After all, he is your boss, and I will take care of all this, so you can rest assured. β
Li Shuaixi patted his cracked left leg as he spoke. Pretended to be nonchalant.
"Uh, thanks. But can you put it down first? β
"Can't!"
"Why?"
"Because I like to see your weak appearance, I will feel comfortable and say."
God Crack: "@@###Β₯%%.................."
"Hey, Jill, I'll introduce you to a friend today. You're going to have to be good friends with him! β
"It's noisy! Are you talking in your sleep? Who can be friends with the king, you're not kidding! β
The Ancient King was completely shocked by Li Shuaixi's words, this is so fucking funny!
"This king? Shuaixi, your friend is really strange. Could it be that he is the king of a certain country? β
Uejo heard the self-proclaimed title of the Ancient King, so he pointed at him with a little surprise and said.
"yes. Gil is the legendary ancient Babylonian hero king - Gilgamesh, but he is just a tyrant. You don't have to care! β
"Haha, I see. Wait a minute! Ancient Babylonian Hero King? I said Shuaixi, don't you lie to me if I read less? β
Naturally, I didn't lie to you, of course Jill is the king of heroes, don't believe you ask her.
As he spoke, Li Shuaixi pointed to the divine crack on his shoulder, and chuckled indifferently.
"It can't be! If it's Gilgamesh in the epic, isn't it a demigod in front of my eyes!? β
"It turned out to be the king of mythological epics, no wonder?
When Shen Crack heard this kind of thing, he immediately agreed silently, after all, he was a saint and was not a character who could be defeated casually.
"Well, is there such a person?"
If it was this person, it would be incredible, and Steele looked at the confused look on the previous bar and continued, "The Epic of Gilgamesh is the oldest known heroic epic in the world.
It has been circulated among the Sumerians more than 4,000 years ago, and after thousands of years of processing and refinement, it was finally handed down in written form during the ancient Babylonian kingdom (19th century BC-16th century BC). This is a hymn to Gilgamesh, the hero of Uruk, the city-state who ruled the Sumerian dynasty in ancient Mesopotamia, and although it is a work that is nearly one-third mutilated, we can still feel the Sumerian admiration for their great hero from the remaining 2,000 lines. (To be continued......)