The originally spacious carriage was unusually small due to the sudden change, and St. Bruce, who was surrounded by several spells in the center, used the power of the Holy Book to burst out with a powerful attack that made people palpitate just by raising his hand. And what made the King of Heaven most helpless was that St. Bruce's attack seemed to be effective only for himself, and it seemed to have no effect on this carriage like the light emitted by a flashlight.

"Did you tune the whole carriage at the same time as the technique unfolded......" dodging a brilliant brilliance, the King of Heaven slashed on the carriage with a backhand sword and tried to break the car and escape, but his giant sword was very powerless in the face of the carriage that had been strengthened by the same tone of St. Bruce, "Hey St. Bruce, wake up, it's me, the Supreme Bishop of the Shield of Justice!"

At this time, the king of heaven was in a bit of a dilemma. Although St. Bruce's attack was very strong, it was not impossible for the King of Heaven to defeat him if he really wanted to fight back, but the King of Heaven, as the prince of the Demon Realm and the supreme archbishop of the shield of justice, if he injured the human race here and was one of the twelve saints of the Church Council, I am afraid that it would set off a huge public opinion attack.

"I don't want to test the fragile relationship between humans and demons at this time. Complaining helplessly, the King of Heaven raised the Seven Wounds of the Sky and crossed the sword body to block the ensuing attacks, but was pushed back by the huge force and slid back a few steps, and he was forced into a dead end, "Hey, hey, after becoming like this, there is no room for negotiation at all?"

"Who makes you so curious. Just as he was at a loss, a figure suddenly appeared at the window, dressed in the same clothes as St. Bruce, hanging the same spiritual costume as him, and of course holding the same book of classics as him. The man first looked at St. Bruce, then turned his head to look at the King of Heaven, raised his hand and gently broke through St. Bruce's technique that sealed the window, turned over and jumped in to block the two of them, "Yo, all the seven wounds in the sky have been taken out." ”

"If you don't take it out, you'll die! But since you're here, let him stop, his attack is still very strong. Looking at the man who suddenly appeared, the King of Heaven breathed a sigh of relief. St. George, one of the twelve saints like St. Bruce, since he came because he felt the anomaly here, he thought there was a solution.

"It's okay, it's okay, he won't attack me, I'm a saint. St. George turned his head to look at the King of Heaven, the standard Western European man's side face and a slight smile revealed a row of white shiny teeth, the King of Heaven was eager to be born without seeing it.

"Certification of the new goal is complete, one of the Twelve Saints. The lockdown was lifted. Sure enough, St. Bruce glanced at St. George and said lifelessly, and at the same time, the aura that was in tune with the entire carriage quickly converged, and in just two or three seconds, St. Bruce no longer had any of that aura on him.

Looking at St. Bruce, who had fallen asleep on the sofa, and the holy book that fell next to him, the King of Heaven was relieved, and the seven injuries of the magic power and a red armor were removed by him.

"I know you have no ill intentions. St. George walked over as he spoke, helped St. Bruce put the holy book in his arms, and helped him up as if he was dozing off, and then sat down next to him, habitually throwing a shining toothy smile to the King of Heaven, "But don't ask about these things in the future, fortunately we are all here today, if you activate the spirit costume in a remote place, no matter what the result is, it will be an unbearable loss for both races." ”

Although he was chilled by St. George's smile, the King of Heaven listened to his words word for word. Nodding with apprehension, the King of Heaven walked over and sat in his place: "It seems that your Council is not just an independent review organization, the destructive power of that technique just now is simply terrifying." ”

"Of course, the Holy Book is one of the oldest spiritual costumes, although we only have manuscripts in our hands, but at least it is thousands of years old, and if you look at it, it will be pierced. St. George said and casually tossed his holy tome high, feeling like he didn't care at all about this kind of cultural relic-level thing, "And the Council is also close to the water, and the techniques used to use the holy canon are all made with reference to the machine spirits, which is also one of the reasons for the great power." ”

"You're really well hidden. Listening to St. George's explanation, the King of Heaven suddenly sneered. In the war more than three months ago, if the Twelve Saints did not hide this combat power but threw themselves into the battle of the Vatican, how could the Twelve Black Imperial Horsemen lose so miserably.

Listening to the words of the King of Heaven, St. George cleared his throat in embarrassment. Of course, they knew very well about the death of the Twelve Black Imperial Horsemen in the Northern Regions to defend the Vatican, and if the Twelve Saints also entered the battle at that time, although they might not be able to keep the Vatican, it was still possible for all the people to evacuate safely.

It's just that at that time, the Twelve Saints chose to continue to hide themselves and followed the Pope to take refuge......

"Sorry......"

"You don't have to apologize. Interrupting St. George's words, the King of Heaven took a deep breath to calm his emotions, sighed meaningfully, turned to the window and said, "They stayed there of their own free will, and their death was not for you humans, but for the glory of my northern regions." People can't be resurrected after death, so what's the use of blaming you now, and what's the use of getting your apology. What's more, the Senate had always pretended to be weak until now, and if it weren't for the fact that St. Bruce was accidentally led out of the spirit costume this time, you would still be going to continue to pretend to be stupid. ”

What is the point of apologies from such people?

"I hate to admit it, but that's what it is. The Twelve Saints have combat power, which has never been expected by the outside world, so this is also the last guarantee left by the church. Touching his nose, St. George subconsciously wanted to laugh, but the corners of his mouth moved before he thought that this topic seemed not suitable for laughing, so he stopped abruptly, "That...... I was commissioned by them, and I had a reluctant request. ”

Looking at St. George's somewhat strange expression, the King of Heaven sighed in his heart. Whoever is sent here today will inevitably remind himself of the past, and I'm afraid he also came here in desperation. This group of human beings, at this time, are they still a little conscious: "Probably want me to keep today's events a secret." You go back and tell them that my King of Heaven is not a person who will repay him, and that it is not a good thing to keep a hand behind the church, so that they can do what they should do with peace of mind, and don't spend their time all day on other boring things. ”

St. George was stunned, his coming to restore St. Bruce to normal was only one of them, asking the King of Heaven to help keep the secret was the most important purpose. Now that the King of Heaven has guessed it himself, there is no need for him to stay here.

Chuckling and nodding, St. George got up and put away his holy tome, pointed at St. Bruce and said, "He will stay with you first." ”

When the King of Heaven answered, St. George threw him a bright, somewhat dazzling smile and jumped out of the window......