The golden light circulating on the surface of Chu Zihang's body was a force that the emperor had not expected.

The unknown power does not belong to the dragons, is not suppressed by the precepts—it is as if stimulated!

The golden mang swelled instantly after Chu Zihang's roar, and together with the village rain where the blade was still red, a layer of golden flames also ignited.

With hatred for the false gods, the transgressors, and the aliens, Chu Zihang slashed the first knife at the emperor.

The shining golden light tore through the air, like a storm of golden thunder passing through.

"Smack!"

The emperor's palm, which had just finished snapping his fingers, was split open with a knife, and when the blood beads splashed out, Chu Zihang's swift second knife had already been chopped off, cutting off the emperor's arm.

"Huh?"

The emperor let out a soft sigh, and he didn't know whether he was surprised by Chu Zihang's explosive power, or whether he was surprised by the source of that golden light.

In short, it was not within his expectations.

Especially the release of the spirit of speech. Behind the bronze throne, the other party was still able to hurt himself, and the golden flames ignored his hugely strengthened body.

All Deadpools rushed in a frenzy, as if they wanted to defend their master, to tear the blood sacrifice of the disrespectful man apart.

But they couldn't hurt Chu Zihang in the slightest, and the sacred and inoffensive flame melted their claws!

And Chu Zihang's third knife took advantage of the situation to stab, and there was no need to swing the knife again, and the blade pierced the emperor's neck!

The golden flame on the body of the village rain knife ignited the emperor's funny hood.

"Transgressors! Death!"

Chu Zihang's eyes seemed to be burning with golden flames, and he roared loudly, wanting to completely cut off the emperor's head.

"Smack!"

Even though his neck was pierced by Mura Yu, the emperor still looked unhurried, and his other intact palm snapped his fingers.

The touch from the blade became soft and meaningless, and the figure of the emperor gradually blurred, turning into a shadow and disappearing in place.

Emperor...... Actually ran away!?

"Coward!"

Chu Zihang's anger was churning, and he swung his knife to slash at the black smoke that remained in place, and the blade drew a golden perfect arc.

The Emperor did leave—

The effects of the King's Gift, King's Power, and the Commandments were gone, and Fingal let out a roar of rage, like a beast that had broken free from its prison and tore apart the Deadpools that had bitten him.

"What about the Emperor? Where did he go?!"

Fingal's face was covered with a bronze visor, and his forehead was slightly protruding with two horns.

The enhancement of the second degree of Violent Blood + the Bronze Throne makes him look like a raging cyan monster.

"He ran away...... I didn't get him killed in time......

"I have failed the Emperor's gaze......

Chu Zihang regretted in his heart, if he could be faster, maybe he would be able to cut off the alien head of this transgressor in one go.

"It's okay, if you can't kill it this time, then kill it next time! I've waited so many years, I don't care if I wait a little longer!"

Fingal's voice was as dull as thunder, and his emotions calmed down.

If you don't control your emotions in this state, it's easy to degenerate into Deadpool.

Spoken spirits. Deadpool, strengthened by the King's Gift, seems to have fallen into sequelae, and his agility is even slower than before it was strengthened, and he is like a cow and sheep waiting to be slaughtered before the current state of Chu Zihang and Fingal. ….

……

"Ming ...... Captain, won't you go down and help?"

Feeling the constant vibrations below, Old Tang was a little flustered, and unconsciously approached the head of Lu Mingfei, ready for the building to collapse and hug the long legs of the angel regiment-

The pair of light wings behind the head of the regiment should be more than just decorations, right?

"They should be able to handle it. And it needs to be watched here, too, and it's not clear what the heretic wanted this girl for."

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes and said calmly.

"Well, it looks pretty indeed...... Hey, this pretty girl seems to be awake."

Eri Uesugi's beautiful eyelashes suddenly fluttered slightly, and she let out a soft grunt, as if she had just broken free from a nightmare.

Lu Mingfei also paid more attention to her - not because of the other party's perfect appearance or the silver-white hair that reminded him of the battle nun.

As Eri awakens, there is a tremendous power that also revives within her.

The girl opened her eyes, and there was golden lava flowing from them.

She raised her palm, and Lu Mingfei could immediately feel a deadly edge gathering around the girl.

"A Powerful Half-Breed ......"

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows, and at the same time grabbed the Jingyue Great Sword in his hand.

If this girl attacks them, he will not be merciful because the other person is a girl.

Uesugi Eri tilted her head, her gaze stayed on Lu Mingfei, and her indifferent pretty face showed a curious expression.

She seemed to want to say something, but couldn't, and looked around as if trying to find paper and pen.

But then, she noticed the headless corpse of the bandit on the ground.

Her expression suddenly turned cold, and she waved her raised palm, representing the invisible thread of destruction, which blew the headless bandit's corpse into a thick mist of blood.

"Obediently, they actually tied up a superwoman!"

Old Tang was startled and hurriedly ran behind Lu Mingfei.

Who would have thought that this harmless girl would have such terrifying superpowers.

After a moment, Eri Yi returned her gaze to Lu Mingfei.

She dipped her fingertips in the blood on the ground and wrote on the wall:

"Angel?"

The curious look on Eri's face is very cute, but with this blood book, it still gives people a terrifying feeling.

Lu Mingfei nodded, although he didn't understand what the characters in the middle meant, he still knew the first two Chinese.

Eriyi's eyes kept staring at the pair of unfolded light wings behind Lu Mingfei, and she also walked up curiously, reaching out to try to touch the pieces of holy light feathers.

Lu Mingfei did not resist, as the son of Holy Leves, he was gentle and friendly to people other than his enemies.

The soft and holy golden light dyed Eri's long silver-white hair with a faint layer of gold - if there was a photo of Eri Yi's past, Lu Mingfei would find that her previous hair was actually a beautiful dark red.

The girl touched the wings of light, and then retracted as if she were electrocuted, as if to test whether the critter would bite.

After making sure that the wings would not hurt herself, she reassuringly reached out and fused into the light feathers made up of psionic energy. ….

Eri suddenly smiled, although the smile was a little thin, but there was a blush beauty on her pretty face.

She bent down to get bloody, and trotted briskly to the wall to write:

"Very warm."

「……」

Lu Mingfei didn't learn much Japanese, so it was difficult for him to communicate with Eri.

He looked at the Yuan Zhinu on the side:

"Have you come back to your senses? When you come to your senses, come and translate on the spot."

Yuan Zhinu stood up silently, her eyes a little blank, as if his personality had also died in Lu Mingfei's last memory.

Only then did Eri Yi notice the source child, her eyes were fixed on the good-looking face of the source girl, and she wrote another sentence:

"あなたは私のbrotherに似ている (You look like my brother)."

"That's what a lot of people say......

Minamoto whispered softly.

"Boom!"

It seemed that a dull drum sounded, and the three of Lao Tang, Eri Yi and Yuan Zhinu suddenly shook violently, and staggered a few steps in place, unsteady steps.

"Knock knock! Knock knock!"

Dull drums

The sound became clearer and stronger, showing a strong sense of rhythm, and the speed of the sound became more and more violent!

It is like on the battlefield of ancient times, where the army beat the drum of war.

"Heavenly ...... Oh, my God! Captain, look there......

Old Tang clutched his chest, his face pale, and pointed to Tokyo Bay in the distance outside the window with the other hand.

The sea is approaching here, and the hundred-meter-high wall of water is advancing and thundering loudly, and the multi-story building looks like pebbles on the beach in front of it.

Lu Mingfei frowned...... Something powerful seems to be waking up.

White Chapel