The high-pitched chanting of dragon chanting drowned out the terrible sound of air raid sirens, and the situation suddenly ...... Sharp turn.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Several clear explosions of flesh and blood sounded one after another, and just listening to the sound could feel a strong sense of blow, several monsters were blasted out, and several huge blood holes appeared on their swollen and twisted bodies.

They were blasted into the air by a tall and burly humanoid figure, its naked upper body with strong muscles as if cast in bronze, filled with an explosive sense of power; The bronze bone visor covered the humanoid face, and only a pair of golden eyes could be seen blooming with dazzling light.

Fingal...... This is the spirit of speech. Bronze Throne? ”

Caesar quickly confirmed the identity of the other party from the pants that had not yet burst on his lower body, and located the spirit from the periodic table of words and spirits that matched his performance.

Serial number 87, high-risk spirit, the releaser can strengthen himself in an all-round way in a short period of time, from a hybrid to a pure-blooded dragon body strength, basic strength, muscle explosiveness and endurance, and self-healing ability have been greatly improved.

Even if the Kassel Academy is not the one who has the highest serial number of the spirit who has the final say, but a "F" level who has been repeating the grade for many years still makes Caesar feel a lot of shock, Fingal really did not join the Luming non-club as a "Joker", but a real "Berserker"!

"Compared to them, maybe I'm the most ordinary one." Caesar whispered.

"They are warriors to fight, and you are the leader of thousands of horses. And you'll have the Gattuso family behind you. ”

Patsy said politely, still maintaining the realm of the "Dustless Land".

"Emperor, I have felt your might! My strength has skyrocketed, surged, increased! Kill Kill Kill! Purify purify purify! ”

Fingal's strange screams came from behind the bronze visor, and the surface of his burly body actually appeared with that unknown hazy golden glow, and the filthy blood he poured from tearing the monster's mutated limbs could not be touched, and it was all blocked by the golden glow that seemed to be a protective film.

In order to fight more efficiently, Fingal rushed to the altar, and he forcibly pulled out one of the four spiral bronze pillars supporting Bernini's bronze canopy as a weapon, and with his strong force, he slammed one Chaos egg after another to the ground, and handed it over to Lu Mingfei, who rushed to end the execution.

"Huh? Commander, why don't you let out a battle cry? ”

“……”

Lu Mingfei didn't answer, the roaring disemboweling chainsaw sword in his hand efficiently tore through these weak Chaos Eggs, and at the same time, the short spear materialized by the power of faith pierced and burned to purify the filthy and desecrated flesh, and in less than a minute, all the members of the Swiss Guards who had transformed into Chaos Eggs were purified by the Holy Flame.

"Ahem...... I'm mainly not used to your previous slogans, Commander, and I'm too ashamed, so I thought of a new ...... I don't mean to be disrespectful to His Majesty! And it's also in line with the theme of our warband! Cleanse! Kill Kill Kill ......"

Seeing that Lu Mingfei was silent, Fingal hurriedly explained.

“…… I haven't had time to discuss this with you yet. ”

Lu Mingfei's glittering golden eyes swept towards the altar, the twisted flesh had been burned by the Emperor's flames, and the traces that belonged to the Pope had disappeared.

The power of blasphemy still permeates the huge church, and this is the second siege trap against Odin after his siege trap.

It's just that the one who laid the trap was the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Transformations from the High Heavens.

"Hello, Katos, I'm glad you're here."

An old man like a wise man emerged from the shadow of the altar and appeared in front of everyone's eyes, his windless robe fluttering like a black shadow and a flame.

His kind gaze, like that of an elder in the family, swept over the hall before finally stopping at Lu Mingfei, who had disappeared in place while Percy, Caesar, and Fingal were still on the alert against the unknown enemy.

Even without the help of words and spirits, the speed at which Lu Mingfei erupted at this moment was comparable to the sixth-order "instant", that is, 64 times the speed of the normal state, and at the same time, the roaring fangs of the Faith Destroying Sect that pounced on the humanoid Demon Lord were intended, intending to shatter it into pieces.

"Are you in such a hurry? Katos. The Changing Sage of the Demon Lord of All Transformations only tapped the ivory-textured white staff in his hand, and by the time the disemboweling sword slashed the first blow from the top of his head, he had already turned into a phantom.

Lu Mingfei split into the air.

"Are you so afraid that I will destroy your homeland and harm the humans here?"

The figure of the wise man appeared on the top of the eaves, beside him was a statue of Christ dripping with blood and tears, and pure Chinese words swirled around the polluted church.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang-"

The deafening gunshot rang out, Fingal reacted quickly, dual-wielding two blasters and firing rapidly, and the red lotus spiral bomb dragged the conspicuous tail of the cigarette under the booster and swept towards the wrong old man who almost lit up the boss's name and health bar at the bottom of the screen.

And Lu Mingfei's figure was jumping rapidly in the hall, and he did not stop plundering the other party just because he was in a high place.

"But you guessed it, I did."

Doylos, the Weaver of Truth, smiled faintly, and the explosive bomb that shot fire from its tail was intercepted by an invisible shield, unable to hurt it in the slightest.

The sound of Bible chanting came from outside the temple, and St. Peter's Basilica, which was supposed to be closed at this time and had become an unknown battlefield, suddenly welcomed a large number of "tourists".

They chanted the Ode to Glory in unison with reverent and fanatical expressions, their dull eyes noticing the terrifying and unusual changes in the temple.

"It's ...... What's the situation? ”

Fingal almost subconsciously lifted the strengthening of the bronze throne and returned to a normal state, which felt like you were studying the posture of the teachers alone in the room, and suddenly the door opened, and the parents, three aunts, four aunts, and five aunts all rushed in.

However, in the interest of the fight, Fingal managed to maintain his form, and quickly replaced the empty blaster with the only two magazines.

"Is this what Lu Mingfei said about 'pollution'? The old man...... He is the Dragon King...... Or a demon? ”

Caesar muttered to himself that there had never been such a special case in the case of special operations at the Kassel Academy.

In the modern history of dragon slaying, the secret party's crusade against dragons is not as earth-shattering as Ultraman vs. Monsters, and the dragons it crusades against are all fourth- and fifth-generation races with thin blood, and dragons of this level can't even transform into dragon forms, so the crusade war is more like a "village head fight" buried in the dark side of society.

"These people...... It seems to be those believers who attend Mass outside during the day...... Hell, that's at least twelve thousand! ”

He saw the purple swirls flowing in the empty eyes of the believers in solemn black robes, and Caesar instinctively felt a fear of the unknown, and his body trembled slightly.

Percy contracted the realm of the Dustless Lands to ensure that his power would last long to protect Caesar.

"Okay, Lu Mingfei, what are you going to do next?"

The figure of the wise man appeared above the devout believers, and the light of the nine hundred and ninety-nine ever-bright lamps cast a huge winged shadow on the devout faces of the believers.

Less than 2,000 believers entered the interior of the temple, which did not reach the crowd of people in St. Peter's Square during the day, and the interior of this huge church was still empty.

"Commander...... Is that old man a demon? Fingal's heavy voice came from behind the bronze visor, "These people ...... Isn't it all 'polluted'? ”

Lu Mingfei fell back to the ground, the fangs of faith destruction in his hand temporarily stopped roaring, and his shining golden eyes swept over the black oppressive crowd, and he could clearly see a trace of blasphemous spiritual power hidden in each of them.

Scenes came to his mind: the demons lurking in the shadows polluted the Pope's mind, altered the Bible, and slowly polluted the surrounding Catholics. Just like in that dark universe, their subconscious has been modified, and when these believers pray to the Lord Jesus, their prayers have become demons and provide him with an alternative power of faith.

The oppression of the real world, coupled with the subconscious of believers still believing in Christ, hides the seeds of contamination from the Demon Lord of Change.

And at present, the pollution is being controlled, and it happens to be the most devout believers, and those whose beliefs are not so strong are not so corrupt.

"Yes......"

Lu Mingfei said in a deep voice, clenching his teeth of faith destruction, his expression was angry and a little sad at the same time, there were so many innocent humans who had been poisoned by demons.

The power of chaos is like an appendage, and even the slightest hint of infiltration will bring about annihilation.

He took a deep breath, his gaze becoming fierce and resolute: "It must all be purified." ”

"No kidding, Lu Mingfei ......" Fingal rarely became serious and said in a low voice, "more than a thousand lives...... Add a pope and we will be the public enemy of the whole of humanity. ”

In that dark universe, even the most merciful weepers of mortals will mercilessly erase the chaotic tainted humanity as heretical, and at most pray inwardly that the Emperor's Divine Radiance will bless and cleanse these polluted souls;

But the humans in their hometown are different, they don't understand what chaos pollution is, and in the human values of this era of peace, the lives of more than a thousand "innocent humans" are enough to become one of the biggest anti-human "demons" in history.

"Then I'll do it alone," Lu Mingfei said coldly, "along with this demon...... All the polluted seeds must be crucified here! ”

Although he misses his hometown, he doesn't have any concerns in his hometown, and the so-called "blood sorrow" and "loneliness" of the half-breed are now of such a little use-

These disease-free moaning things may make an immature child hold himself sad and cry, but for an arena "gladiator", it is just right.

Lu Mingfei has long been ready to meet every tomorrow as the end of death without worry.

(End of chapter)