"The direction of York......

Confirming the situation, Bishop Richard stared straight in the direction of the ball of light with his already deteriorated eyes, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Until the ball of light slowly extinguished, as if consuming his brilliant life, it came to an end.

Father Daniel was like an old man's eyes, and he said at the right time: "Bishop, it is gone. ”

The moment the bishop appeared from the ball of light, the look on his face seemed to become more and more complicated.

"Hmm."

Bishop Richard couldn't see Father Daniel's expression and didn't know what he was thinking. Just sighed lightly and said, "Take me down,"

As he spoke, his voice became more tired: "I'm tired. ”

"Yes."

Father Daniel silently pushed the wheelchair and led the old man to the exit.

At the same time.

Bang!

The terrain dotted with dots and remnants of holy power, in a pile of debris, flew outwards violently, revealing the Yorkes inside.

"Fortunately, there was no miscalculation."

Recalling the moment when the waves crashed, Yorks looked at the open space in front of him, which had lost its original appearance, and his eyes were full of sighs.

Although the power of the explosion is only equivalent to the tonnage TNT, the impact force is not weak, and it is more intuitive than the theory.

The rolling waves collided directly with the protective circle formed by his telekinesis on the spot, and finally flowed in both directions like water hitting stones.

The movement behind is not small.

Yorks subconsciously looked back at the house.

Sure enough, the house behind him had long been reduced to a pile of ruins, only the location of the child was still intact, and the protective ring above was still faintly there.

Seeing this, York couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart and looked straight ahead.

At this time, the terrain in front of it had already been blown up by this sacred bomb, and the terrain had already changed, and there was still a bit of vegetation and woods in front of it, and now it was completely empty.

A huge round crater appeared not far ahead.

Now that the vision is all clear, and there is no obstruction, Yorks instead frowned and made a move.

The knight's sword, which had been floating in the air, fell steadily into his hand.

"Lord?"

The dark air currents in front of him, which slowly rose into the air and gradually condensed into columns, darker than the night, and wanted to devour everything, were reflected in front of his eyes.

Such a spectacular scene is obviously that the demon in the book has been summoned by someone suspected of being Marum and is about to descend into the world.

"Isn't it worthy of being a cult leader, the movement of sacrifice is so big."

York's eyes narrowed, he slung the knight's sword at his waist, and with another casual move, he flew in front of him with the Holy Bomb and landed in his right hand.

"I just don't know what level of demon it is, and the mission has been completed after all the cultists committed suicide."

As York's heart fell, a hint of mission completion sounded in his ears.

[Requirements: Destroy the Cult and Destroy the Cultists (Completed)]

[Reward: +65 Attribute Points (Distributed)]

［…… ］

At this moment, York added a little more strength, and his heart moved casually and directly added the 65 points he had just issued to the [Spirit/Holy Force] with the greatest effect so far.

Now when he is in battle, he will not keep points, and even when he is not fighting, he will not keep points.

Although the mission reward is based on his strength, the stronger the strength means that the previous reward points will be reduced, which means that the new mission will appear again, and the point reward will never be as high as before.

But this is an even number choice, as the number of supernatural events increases, it even becomes more bizarre, and if you don't add a little strength to stand still, then the nature of the danger will also increase.

He didn't want to rush to sharpen his gun after feeling the danger coming, he just wanted to crush it all the way, safely.

This is the responsibility for one's own life.

"It's a pity, if after accepting the task, add a little more strength, and the mission reward still hasn't changed."

Listening to the extra hints ringing in his ears, Yorkes always felt that this system was really a chicken thief.

In any case, the mission is directly based on his own strength.

If his strength does not change, then the number of points awarded does not change, and once there is a change, then the number of points awarded will start to change with it.

This is a bug-free system that doesn't give a tick, and York knows it well.

[Success]

[Spirit/Divine Power 155 liters to 220]

"It's two hundred."

Feeling the change in himself in an instant, York stared at the personal panel in front of him, and there was something in his mind.

Once the value of the attribute breaks 100, it will bring some changes, which is a law that he has long figured out.

The instantaneous change was that the range of the three-dimensional map in his mind directly expanded to a hundred meters.

At the same time, his mind was unusually lucid, so lucid that he felt that he could control and perceive the invisible fine dust around him, and so on.

The rest of the effects are different, but they have all changed, even the telekinesis has become more handy, and the essence has become more pure.

If you could play a hundred before, you can play a hundred and ten now.

"It's a good feeling, but now is not the time to savor it."

The addition was successful, and York was already in a throwing pose, and he never missed the dark air currents that slowly rose into the air in front of him.

As soon as his left foot stepped on the ground, his right hand was thrown out with him, and the air that exploded spread rapidly in the form of an air current.

Bang! It's like a sonic boom.

The Holy Bomb had been shot out of York's right hand with the sound of the explosion.

A distance of a few hundred meters is nothing for York's physique, which has already broken 100.

He could even tell how hard he needed to use to get the Holy Bomb to land firmly where the dark air flow was.

So, when the bomb was fired, York's air rushed before the huge cylinder formed by the dark air current, and he quickly retreated with all the equipment floating in the air.

At the same time, the child, who had been sleeping on the floor, suddenly floated and crashed into his arms.

"Although the value is not too much, it is just enough, but what can be saved is still as much as possible."

After staring at the personal panel in front of him and reconfirming the values, Yorks held the child in his arms, his face calm and calm.

He just rushed out more than 200 meters away in an instant at the same time that the bomb burst out.

"It's time to arrive."

He didn't even look at whether the sacred bomb behind him had reached its destination, and his mind surged directly.

At this point, make what he thinks is the right choice.

Press the remote control that floats all the way to your side to see if the second bombardment can blow it up and interrupt it while still in the summoning phase.

Syllable! The red button of the remote control is pressed automatically.

"A fool will wait for you." York thought.

Rumble!!!!!

The familiar loud noise reappears in the world.

After the first sun formed by the Holy Power disappeared, the whole journey took only half a minute, and the second sun rose again in mid-air.

Yorks rushed to a moment about the same distance, and immediately turned to face behind him.

In his eyes, a second divine sun reappeared and shone on the audience.

Where the Holy Light shone, the dark column, which seemed to be thicker than the night, collapsed in an instant, and even its existence was erased, as if the previous spectacular scene had been erased like a clown.

At this moment, there is nothing but holy light in the whole space.

"Ten thousand points of holy power."

There was a certain heat in York's eyes, and he let the waves in front of him weigh down.

But compared with the previous waves, the waves in front of him became smaller and smaller with the consumption of distance, and Yorks didn't move, but just hugged the sleeping child and chose another way to block and consume the lightest.

"Protego"

[20 mana consumed]

With the prompt, a shield automatically stretched out around York's center, covering him and the child in his arms, as well as all the equipment that had been floating in the air.

Bang!

The waves and the shield collided, but they couldn't shake the bullying in the slightest.

Twenty points of mana turned into a shield through the shield converter like a large hard stone blocking the waves, dividing it into left and right sides and continuing behind York.

There was a noise, and York stood still staring at the slowly shrinking ball of light in front of him, squinting his eyes.

"Is it over?"

Until the audience subsided, the second ball of light disappeared from the eye.

"Something is wrong, it seems to be ......"

Yorkes felt a deathly silence, but sensing something, his expression became calmer and calmer, and he threw the child backwards, blessed him with telekinesis, and sent him to a relatively clean clearing, and walked slowly forward with the floating equipment.

"It's not over yet."

Yorks began to walk slowly, his right hand resting slowly on the hilt of his sword at his waist.

As if in reflection of York's thoughts, the vanishing dark air flow suddenly reappeared the moment the ball of light disappeared into stars and floated in the air.

It's just that it's a little smaller than the previous commotion.

The slowly emerging dark air flow became more and more sluggish, and it could not be condensed at all like the majestic column that was darker than the night before.

It's like the last glow is emitting at the end.

This result was something that Yorkes did not expect, he had always thought that under the bombardment of 10,000 points of holy power, the summoning would be interrupted, no matter what stage it was.

This result is probably something that Marum did not expect, and if he were still alive, he would probably become even more angry and more frightened, because he never thought that there would be a second sun before he died.

"The reason for the resentment?"

As the distance drew closer, York's mind suddenly dawned.

From this spreading dark airflow, he sensed a surge of resentment.

It is this resentment that is wrapped in a little dark airflow that has formed this situation of not going up or down.

"If you die, you will die, and you will not do iniquity."

Yorks waved his hand and pinched a wisp of dark air to crush it on the spot, stopped in place and looked at the black star-shaped pattern slowly emerging in the air, and slowly pinched the grenade that fell in his hand.

The star-shaped pattern is made up of various tiny lines, and it rotates leisurely to emit the deep red, indescribable light that belongs to hell.

"I don't know if it's okay."

Yorkes pulled the grenade ring and threw it out.

As a result, a huge cloud of black smoke began to rise from the star-shaped pattern, constantly twisting and spreading, forming a huge vortex.

The demon's presence gradually revealed, its body huge, its skin as black as coal, and its cracks as solid as a rock.

The eyes were like crimson flames, the sharp horns extended from the forehead, and the huge wings spread out behind them, casting heavy shadows.

"Sacred ......"

It directly stretched out its claws and pinched the divine grenade that was fired in front of it, staring at the human in front of it.

"It's all a nasty smell."

Rumble! The grenade exploded in its hand, and with the penetration of the Holy Light, its hand was blasted into a black mist.

However, the demon's face did not change, and his crimson pupils just stared at the human below, as if he wanted to remember him deeply, and even let the stars made of holy power fall on his body and cause burning smoke.

Other than that, the demon didn't even make the next move.

Only York knows what is going on.

"You're not in the right state, it seems to be very reluctant."

York smiled and made eye contact with the demon, his eyes fixed on his right hand, which he couldn't recover.

This huge demon resembles a game he had played in his previous life, and looks a little like the stone man in it.

"It seems that after the consumption just now, it is already a very good result that the residual summoning power can allow you to maintain this state."

As he spoke, York stared at the demon in front of him and paused:

"And your power is all gone, projection?"

"Human, tell me, your name."

The demon's voice exploded, and the air currents formed instantly exploded around its massive body, blasting the falling stars out of the air.

The human in front of him was right, in the sudden bombardment, it had used up all the power it could use in order to maintain this form.

"Just a projection ......"

Yorks stared at the demon in the air that had never changed his mood, and already knew roughly what level this demon was.

Like this, most of the big demons who have wisdom, accompanied by demon legions, and even low-level demons under their command belong to the class above the marquis.

That is, they are in the middle of the Hell Demon Rank, usually some lords, generals, or magnates, who have high strength and influence, and can mobilize a large number of low-level demons to serve them.

The cult leader regards this demon as a god, and it is indeed okay, but it is not as good as the god behind him.

York's thought flashed, and the demon gave its answer, like lava cracking out red flowing lava's left hand swinging towards him.

After maintaining its form and not being able to exert the rest of its strength, the demon made the best choice and used the advantages and strength of his body to pinch the human in front of him.

The massive air currents collapsed under its swing, forming a downward impact.

In the whistling sound, Yorks stared at the swinging hand, which was as big as a room, and his right hand held the hilt of the sword at his waist, but he spat lightly.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, the demon only felt that the air in the area where his left hand was located instantly became condensed, and directly consumed all the power of his swing, and condensed his hand in the air.

Bang bang!

The huge, lava-like palm stopped five meters above York's head.

"The world is not where you should be."

Yorks looked at the demon whose crimson pupils condensed and emitted red light because of this scene, and let the consumption of four hundred points of mental power increased to twenty times freeze its movement, and said with a smile.

"If you can't defeat the God behind us and break the barrier between the two worlds, then go back to your hell."

As soon as the words fell, York directly crushed the giant hand above his head on the spot and turned it into wisps of dark air flow one after another, and then waved his right hand.

In the midst of the demon's frowning, a palm even larger than its hand appeared out of thin air and slapped it fiercely.

"I remember you, human, and we will meet again one day. and ...... then."

Before the heavy voice could finish speaking, the demon's body was scattered on the spot and turned into nothingness.

"Then you might have to wait in line."

Yorks stared at the dark air currents that broke away and caused ripples in the debut path, and said indifferently.

"There are too many demons who want to remember me, not too many more of you, no less of you, and when the time comes, you won't be able to beat me the next time we meet."

It's a pity that the demon can't hear him anymore.

"The end."

Yorks dissipated the telekinesis that had been blessed with the equipment in one go, only picked up the cartridge belt of the Holy Grenade, let the remaining submachine gun fall, and then walked slowly back towards the child's place.

The muttering that was left behind him drifted away in the wind.

"I was missed by a guy who looked like a stone man again, I'm a Tang monk, everyone has to remember me......"

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