"A familiar feeling."

In a spatial passage where countless spatial energies converge, there was a person walking slowly inside.

"Compared to the first time I came in, the pain was much milder and didn't hurt me at all."

York, carrying a large satchel, stretched out his right hand.

The all-round physique brings the most basic changes.

Endurance, strength, speed, and physical defense.

These are very compatible with the physical evolution that comes with health, as well as regeneration.

It is considered that 1+1 equals 2.

The protective film of the Holy Power Guardian was dispersed, and the energy of the void swept away.

Under York's gaze.

The skin on the hands only shows signs of peeling, and it is restored directly and instantly.

This means that he can walk in the void without any supernatural strength protection, and with his physical body alone.

"Not bad."

York clenched his fists, and after breaking two hundred in all directions, he clearly felt that his muscle fibers and some physiological mechanisms had changed.

Because he saw the dense muscle fibers in the peeling.

This is obviously not a level that ordinary people can have.

It is well known that as long as you have more muscle fibers and a higher density of muscle fibers, you can produce more strength than the average person.

"Go back and test it, how many tons of power there are."

Yes, in tons, Yorkes today really feel like they can destroy a building in their flesh alone.

This was a thought that had never been done before.

At the same time, this is also the feeling that comes after a significant increase in strength, stamina, defense, speed, etc.

Seeing that the back of his hand had just peeled off to reveal the red color inside, and it recovered in an instant, Yorks blinked, covered it with holy power, and then continued to walk alone in the huge space passage.

It's like a real lone ranger, empty in front of you, left and right.

Only the energy that keeps scraping, scraping off human flesh and blood, is flowing.

In the channel, due to spatial distortion or distortion, or even the flow of time may be different from the outside world, people can not perceive the concept of time, and their sense of direction and perception are disturbed, and they cannot accurately judge the path of progress or return.

Yorks stared ahead silently, knowing that he was walking in the wrong direction.

It's nothing more than a question of how much time is consumed.

I don't know how long I walked.

Yorks walked through a phase that was sometimes silent, sometimes buzzing.

I also go through the stage where I feel light and feel as if I am floating in nothingness.

It's not the hardest.

The path of the passage is actually irregular, sometimes twisting and winding, sometimes extending in a straight line, giving the illusion of walking through a labyrinth of time and space.

This made York sigh:

"No wonder no one dared to enter the rift in the absence of supernatural power, so much so that I was the only one who could enter.

The only thing I don't know is what the comparison between the flow of time is, it can't be a day in the sky and a year in the ground, right?

If it is, it's over, and according to the time in my heart, I'm gone for four months......"

It seemed that for the first time he felt some kind of loneliness, Yorks thought hambledly, inexplicably thinking of the little nun and Healy.

He wanted to think about the little nun's cooking, and he didn't know if she had studied it on purpose, but York always thought it was very appetizing.

At the same time, without Healy's living treasure in the active atmosphere every day, it is indeed a little lonely.

York smiled and slipped through his satchel, which contained what he was going to give Healy.

This guy's talent is extremely outstanding, and he feels that the equipment of another world can bring a new way of thinking and new revelations to Healy.

It's a pity that the resources of the other world don't seem to have what he wants.

Let Marcos and others raise the power of the five countries, but they still haven't found the kind of medicine that has the legendary effect of prolonging life.

"Just keep looking."

York's expression was indifferent and he continued to walk forward.

It's a long time and the journey is monotonous.

Yorks still couldn't help but think about it, he still thought of something after all.

Since there was a plug-in, when all abilities were digitized, he couldn't tell his strength positioning.

After fighting with Dominic, an angel, I finally had an idea.

"According to information and legends, angels have nine levels, divided into upper, middle and lower, with only two wings at the bottom, four wings in the middle, and six wings on the top, and the Angel of Energy is ranked in the second level of the middle, which is located in the four-winged angel class."

There was silence all around.

York muttered to himself.

"At the beginning, I could perceive that Dominic's full strength was only at the level of 100,000 points of holy power."

"If there is an upper-middle-level energy angel, the four-winged angel is equal to 100,000 points."

"Then if I remove the foreign objects, plus the doubling of the magic power, the holy power that I can use is close to 60,000 points, which means that I am equal to half of the strength of the four-winged angel?"

Walking to a special passage, footsteps began to appear, and York's eyebrows were slightly raised, still thinking about it.

He felt that his strength was not limited to that.

Because at this time, if he doesn't borrow foreign objects, with his current strength and Dominic again, he is still sure that he can win.

"Because I have more means than holy power." Yorks smiled indifferently.

As he grew stronger, he became more and more confident.

"It can only be said that no matter where you go, strength is always the foundation of self-confidence."

Yorkes was a little emotional, this sentence is really carried through.

Sensing that the energy around the passage was becoming more and more stable, York stopped thinking and looked ahead, a little red light at the end of his vision.

"I guess it's almost there!"

This phrase came to York's mind.

But what York didn't know was that he had set off some chain reactions as he walked through this dangerous passageway.

The end of the passage.

Broad and massive, like the cracks of a dragon glowing red.

It is a vivid red color and emits strong energy fluctuations, burning like a burning flame.

At this point, the fluctuations in this energy become even stronger.

The red light overflowed the entire hall.

The whole space is red.

The energy riot made a buzzing sound from a nearby testing instrument.

The numbers on the top of the screen are measured in seconds, and they are constantly exploding.

"Not good!"

The clergyman, who had been waiting there all along, looked at the instrument that seemed to be about to burst and the crack that suddenly erupted, and his expression changed drastically.

"Brother Healy's testing equipment has changed."

After the Bishop of York entered the chasm, the chasm remained very calm.

It even began to close, like a hole glued into a red line.

Today, the crack that was originally just a red line suddenly opened wide, bursting out with this huge energy fluctuation.

This made the clergy who were waiting there think of something.

"Could it be that the Bishop of York is coming back?"

Someone spoke up.

"Brother Healy said that as long as there is a change in the instrument, it means that something in the crack has changed."

Then someone stared at the number on the device and said hurriedly:

"Let's go! You can't stay here for long, Brother Healy said that once his detection equipment reaches the upper limit, it means that this place is going to explode! ”

"Let's go! Can't stay here. ”

As soon as this sentence came out.

The hearts of many clergy tightened, and they hurriedly left the hall, which had been illuminated by red light.

So, a group of clergy just looked at the fire-like hall and gathered in the open space outside.

Someone was directing, and Brother Jesus, who was already in charge of the place, said in a deep voice.

"Go, tell Sister Erin, and Brother Healy, about the changes in the hall."

"Yes!" Someone left.

"And to disperse the believers, pedestrians and tourists here." Brother Jesús then said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Others departed.

And just like that, one arrangement after another came out of the mouth of Brother Jesus.

Someone consciously accepted every arrangement and left in a hurry.

For a time, the clergy outside the main hall became less and less.

Only Brother Jesús and thirteen other clergy were left staring at this place.

At this time, the red-lit hall only became more red.

The energy fluctuations contained inside shocked the clergy such as Brother Jesus.

In their perception, the hall in front of them was like a volcano ready to erupt, and it suddenly exploded at some point, killing a large number of people.

This premonition lingered in the hearts of Brother Jesús and the others, who only breathed heavily and did not flinch.

It's just because it's their job to guard this rift.

A monk hurried up from the aisle on the right: "Brother Jesus! Sister Erin and Brother Healy are not in the main church!

They left messages, there were well-known priests asking for help, and they went to help. ”

Hearing this, Brother Jesus's face twitched, and he stared at the hall that seemed to be on the verge of an explosion, with a somewhat helpless expression:

"How can it be so coincidental! The cracks, which usually do not have any movement, changed at this time. ”

"Could it be that the Bishop of York is coming back?"

Brother Andrade next to him spoke up. He was a monk who had beaten a superpowered man named Frank in front of him, and he was powerless to fight back.

"It's like Bishop of York said, according to the record, the crack will be accompanied by an explosion at the end, and remember the bishop also said that if anything changes in the crack, we'd better evacuate."

"Sort of." Brother Jesús stared at the main hall and took a deep breath, thinking of Bishop York, and he made a quick decision.

"Then let's go a little farther away, otherwise it will be more than worth the loss if the Bishop really comes back and we are killed."

The group of clergy was once again ready to retreat.

But what they don't know is.

The spatial cracks in the main hall became more and more distorted, like a red vortex at its core. A low rumble came from the crack, like the roar of a giant beast.

The center is like a huge red heart, constantly beating, exuding terrifying fluctuations.

The air began to distort, forming twisted ripples, like the waves of time and space, and the walls of the main hall began to tremble slightly.

The hall, which was already illuminated red, suddenly burst into red light, and the energy inside that had been suppressed by the magic circle left behind by York exploded instantly.

The pupils of the clergy such as the Jesús monks shrank.

Under their gaze.

Endless red light erupted from the body of the main hall, distorting everything in the main hall.

It was like a bottomless pit, devouring everything around it, and the pillars in the temple shattered in an instant, kicking up monstrous dust.

A huge explosion was deafening, and the red shockwave spread around the center of the blasted hall, as if the entire space was collapsing at this moment, and a chaotic darkness engulfed everything.

"Not good! Resist together! ”

The explosion of this energy instantly spread to the audience, and Brother Jesús and other clergy could only use all their strength to mobilize the holy power in their bodies and work together to form a white holy power guardian cover.

But this protective shield that had just enveloped them, when this burst of red energy invaded, the space seemed to collapse after freezing for a few seconds.

It won't last long.

Brother Jesús and other clergy could only watch as the energy that broke their protective circle rushed under their noses and rushed to their bodies.

"Defend justice, defend truth, and protect ......"

Brother Jesús subconsciously remembered his oath, and he gripped the handle of the knight's sword, closing his eyes, he could already feel the burning sensation in his skin.

However, at this critical moment.

A calm voice rang out.

"Stop!"

The sound echoes in the space in an instant, like a mysterious rhythm through time, and the whole space seems to suddenly fall into a strange tranquility.

"This?"

Hearing the voice of his colleague next to him, Brother Jesús couldn't help but open his confused eyes and look in front of him.

He was also a little distracted.

I don't know when, a person appeared in the center of the main hall that exploded.

He was dressed in a simple and elegant bishop's robe, and he was carrying a large satchel.

The whole body exudes inviolable holiness.

The look reveals a determination that transcends time.

Around this person, broken stones hung in mid-air, dust froze in the air, time seemed to be condensed, and the red energy that was just irresistible stagnated in a certain moment in space, forming a beautiful and incredible picture.

All of this combined like a huge picture scroll suspended in front of him.

This is not the Bishop of York, who else.

"Bishop York, you're back,......" Brother Jesús muttered to himself, staring at the bishop, and he didn't know why the bishop in front of him had the ability to calm people down.

"What's going on?"

The Bishop's astonished words rang in his ears, and the world of stagnation, time seemed to flow again, and everything was back in motion.

The broken stones fell, and the dust drifted away, but the image of that moment left an eternal mark in the hearts of the clergy such as the Jesús monks.

"Huh?"

Hearing no answer, Yorks stared at the sluggish clergy in front of him, a little confused, and could only think that they were frightened.

But he also waved his hand first, and swept away the remaining spatial energy in the void in one breath to avoid continuing to cause greater losses.

This explosion-like red spatial energy, which he often encountered when walking in the passages, had long been familiar with it.

After doing this, York took another look at the ruined field under his feet, and his heart was also relieved.

"It's good that I came out in time, otherwise it would ......"

Thinking of this, Yorks continued to cast his gaze on the clergy in front of him.

He didn't find the figure of the little nun and Healy, and it stands to reason that the two of them were already present for such a big movement.

After glancing back at the crack to make sure it was gone, York began to walk towards the still-stunned clergyman.

"My sister, Sister Irene, and Brother Healy are not there?"

York, walking on the ruins, spoke again.

When these words fell, Brother Jesús and other clergy suddenly woke up.

"Back to the Bishop, Sister Irene, Brother Healy has something to do, and according to the message they left, a priest asked for help, and they went to help."

Watching the bishop come from the ruins, Brother Jesús took the lead and hurriedly greeted the bishop, saying this in one breath.

York's eyebrows furrowed slightly, staring at the clergyman who spoke first, he knew who this was, and smiled gently.

"Brother Jesus, can you tell me first how long it has been since I entered the rift?"

Compared to other things, plus knowing the situation of the little nun and Healy, he was curious about the speed of time.

(End of chapter)