The nightmare chewing sound in Morgan's memory sounded again, but at this moment, he only felt like a heavenly sound. Kicking the rotten giant sword aside, the feast bent slightly, like a courtier who saluted respectfully, but who in this abandoned factory is qualified to bear this heavy gift?

The sound of chewing replaced the roar of the magic engine, and the monstrous armor spurred like a sword, like an assassin in the dust and wind, slicing through the hideous face with its claws, and then retreating in a wail. The scarlet armor tilted its head, like a young-toothed child, innocent.

"Thou shalt rot! Thou shalt rot! ”

The mutilated god remains, or the mutilated rotten giant rat Hannah roared angrily, such disobedience is intolerable! A mundane man intent on assassinating God......

He even succeeded!

Even if he is an incomplete god, His person is still God, and mundane things are not to be approached! The mundane things are out of reach!

Hannah, forcibly awakened from her slumber, forcibly exercised her powers, regardless of her soul and physical injuries, and was bound to cause the one who dared to attack the dignity of God to die in decay, and all the bones of his limbs turned into puddles of foul mucus!

"Thou shalt ......"

"Boom!"

Feast threw down the smoking spear in his hand, a little puzzled, "Can't you talk well?" ”

"Thou art ......"

Hannah roared, her scorched face full of anger, and her slender beard showed signs of being burned. Yes, what a shame it was to be wounded, wounded by this toy-like human in front of him with that damn firearm, Hannah roared, and gave the law!

"Thou hast turned thy deeds from death! Forgive thou shalt not die, and taste thy rot in wailing! ”

"Boom!"

A new Eagle Strike is drawn from another weapon case next to the Feast itself, aiming at random, and firing. The moment the roar sounded, he leaped forward, dodging a pumping tentacle.

"Praise, praise.

The end of death, the decay of all things!

Praise, praise.

The mercy of the Holy Spirit, the harshness of death! ”

Prayers rang out, and the dead believers, who still had a glimmer of life in the ruins, struggled to their feet, their expressions frenzied and their faces obsessed, completely oblivious to their already life-threatening injuries!

"We will surely die, but after that we will have eternal life in the kingdom of God!"

They roared and roared, their faces flushed, and the distortion took place in the midst of the pious praise, and two small packets bulged from their necks, and strange bird heads tore their fanatical heads, and with the breaking of the two small packets, three horrible and strange bird heads were entangled, and a baby-like, piercing cry!

The wings tore through their fragile skin, sending their mangled bodies high into the air. Tentacles erupted from their lower limbs, entangled in the air, spilling patches of corrosive pus!

"As it should be! So it should be! ”

The newborn Deathbirds screamed, praying with their monstrous three heads, and surrounded Hannah's side! Hannah scoffed, closing her eyes......

Then a foul flame burned on his body, making everyone outside the screen feel a little dizzy just by looking at it! Sixteen layers of superimposed spiritual curtains could not stop the terrible pollution in the filthy flames!

"It's wonderful...... Such a superb ......" The pawn's dead gray face actually revealed a look of surprise, but when he saw the strange flames burning on Hannah's body at this moment, this kind but lifeless old man grabbed the terminal, "Hannah is burning the divine fire, stop him!" ”

The feast on the holographic screen nodded, and once again hurled the priceless Eagle Strike with the force of armor, piercing through a death-catching bird that wanted to fly down.

The pierced bird cried and fell, and he didn't stop praying even though the entrails were blown into a puddle of minced meat by the eagle!

"Praise ...... Praise the rot! ”

Wails and pious prayers poured into the feast's mind, and the Deathbird vibrated its wings and floated in the air, not attacking it, but defending the ugly giant rat like a faithful guard!

"Damn it!" Mosin clenched his fists and slammed it on the table, so many monsters blocked it, it was impossible for Fran to charge in front of Hannah at this time!!

Morgan patted Mosin on the shoulder, the gray-haired old guy had changed into a knight's uniform at some point, he didn't say anything to Mosin, just faced Mossin, nodded slowly, and handed over all command. "All the inquisitors of the Inquisition Bureau have finished their armor."

He looked at his old friend eagerly, and Moxiso was silent for a moment, "Prepare for a saturation charge, no matter what the cost!" ”

Morgan straightened his old body and gave a military salute a little rusty.

Mosin pursed his lips, but still didn't say that I was with you. It's not because he was instigated, it's just that he understands that in this weird situation at this time, it would be better for a professional person to go.

"Unknown Flying Object Detected!" A nervous voice from a communicator came from the other end, "The identification code is, Valhalla!" ”

Morgan frowned and looked at Moxiso quizzically. Sensing Morgan's puzzled gaze, Moxiso shook his head and simply ordered, "Belong to the Inquisition, retreat, and guard the borders of the Veil." ”

The whistling sound came from the top of everyone's heads, and streamlined fighter planes showed their bodies from the skyline, and they were already approaching the battlefield in an instant.

The movable board under the fighter plane flipped over, and a strange vermilion armor with different shapes appeared in everyone's eyes, and the fighter plane swept over the curtain. The binder unlocked, and a cold female voice sounded with a cold tone without any waves, "Valkyrie, ready to ignite!" ”

Like a shooting star, the dazzling vermilion stried, and with the help of the jetpack behind it, it landed smoothly behind the feast.

There were even a few armor planes that claimed to be Valkyrie in the process of landing, and by the way, they used their own weight to crush a few unlucky ghost dead birds into meat sauce.

"Mr. Fran, Valkyrie salutes you." A cold female voice rang out from the Valkyrie who led the way, "The transfer of command has been completed. ”

The feast seemed to be a little stunned, and the staggered sharp teeth were slightly open, in stark contrast to the luxurious and elegant Valkyrie in front of him, like a heavenly Valkyrie.

"Do you have any questions?" It seemed that the female voice of the commander sounded again, and even when she was asking a question, she shot the death-retaliator who had been sneaking around into the dust.

"I need to be close to Hannah."

Fran's voice rang out, and then the chewing sound suddenly became louder, and the surging power drove the heavy body of the feast like a sharp sword, straight towards the giant rat Hannah, who had closed his eyes tightly!

Twelve vermilion valkyrie bodies were scattered in a standard charging formation, guarding the feast. Amid the sound of gunfire, the dead birds swooped down fearlessly, fighting the torrent of metal with their lives.