Russell was a little weird.

Why did these blonde and blue-eyed Inhumans just stand where they were, instead of attacking him as soon as they came up.

"He's a heretic! It's a twisted evil thing! Still, some of the believers roared out of the group, their bodies emitting various runes of runes and white halo-like light.

"You unresolute, see how we tear off his disguise!"

That's normal.

Russell raised his right hand and spread his fingers.

The believers who ran out suddenly had their feet off the ground, and their still running legs threw off their shoes, and they fell to the ground with a "pop".

The pupils of the big wooden feather coat shrank, and his fists couldn't help but clench.

Vientiane Tianyin!?

Ha Yi almost thought that this was the pupil technique of the reincarnation eye.

However, Russell's eyes are not the same as the eyes of reincarnation.

However, this kind of fluctuation is indeed very similar to pure pupil power......

The large barrel of wooden feather coat was confused.

The believers, who were screaming in the air, threw down their weapons in anger in an attempt to interrupt Russell's spell casting.

However, to their despair, the thrown weapon was also frozen in mid-air.

Space magic!?

The cardinal who stayed where he was felt carefully, but he didn't feel any magic fluctuations.

It's as if people and weapons suspended in the air are bound by a rule.

Is it a new ability?

The cardinal glanced at the grand knight next to him, and then quietly retreated into the crowd.

This powerful ability should have a lot of limitations.

For example, distance

As long as you don't get close, you won't be restrained, and when the time comes, you can use ranged attacks to win-

Russell glanced at them and raised his left hand.

Go up!

The cardinal's eyes widened in disbelief.

He, and the people around him, were also pulled into the sky.

No matter how hard he struggled, it didn't help.

The magic spell that was silently recited in his heart could no longer allow him to communicate with the Lord of Heaven.

He became an ordinary person.

The cardinal can only put his hope on the great horse of the cultivation of the flesh - the forehead......

The Grand Knight's face was flushed, as if he was struggling with constipation.

The cardinal couldn't see his outward vindictiveness.

The strength of the great knight's fighting spirit, unless the Pope personally intervenes, with a force comparable to shaking the Alps, can completely seal his fighting spirit.

What the hell is this!?

Is he really human?

The cardinal suddenly remembered Russell's folded wings, and his already unwavering faith began to waver.

Russell felt the drastic emotional changes of these believers, his eyes scanning their bones through their bodies.

According to the selection criteria of the Merlin sisters, there are only twenty-three people left in the wizarding branch of the Emerald Society.

Each of them has qualifications like Xu Xin, Yang Lie, and Dong Chang.

By this standard, only the cardinal was eligible to survive.

In that case, it would be a surprise to have one left.

Russell clenched his hands weakly, and the noise in the sky came to an abrupt end.

With the exception of the cardinal, everyone's bodies were desertified.

White grains of sand swirled around the cardinal, spreading on the ground as he fell.

The cardinal's expression was glazed, and the constant prayer in his heart had ended.

He watched Russell come step by step and didn't resist.

He couldn't think of a reason to resist.

Even Michael, the first angel of the Lord of Heaven, did not have such might,

Even if his charged blow could destroy a mortal city.

However, such an understatement annihilated the entire five hundred Holy City elites.

Hehehehe, Lord, is this test to pick out a new Noah?

The cardinal's messy thoughts were instantly erased by absolute loyalty the moment Russell's finger hit his forehead.

Lord of Heaven what!?

There can only be one Supreme in heaven and earth, and that is my master!

"Your name is too long, let's call it Red One in the future."

Hongyi showed an ecstatic expression, and said with five bodies: "Hongyi listens to your oracle, my lord." ”

Russell looked at the kneeling red one and the white sand under his feet, his eyes were sad and joyless.

Leeks will only become more lush when they are cut, and only by constantly harvesting can they keep screening out geniuses.

Anyway, it's not my own people here.

……

"Five hundred to one, the survival rate is too low." Helmer leaned back and leaned back in the soft velvet seat.

He was holding a strangely shaped mirror in his hand.

The mirror handle is jet-gold, with a coiled snake thread and a thumb-sized sheep's head at the tail.

The face of the sheep's head is empty, and it is inlaid with a moving eyeball, which flashes with black light.

There is no adhesion between the sky-blue mirror and the mirror handle, and it is strangely suspended above the mirror handle.

And the last scene in the mirror is Russell kneeling in accepting the red one.

"Why did Armond escape with his life? Is it because his ancestors have witch blood? Hermo was puzzled.

He picked up the Sky Mirror and continued to look inside.

"This Su Luo is no different from ordinary people, the power that binds people in the air, is it magic, or is it an ability?"

"His eyes are so intense that I can feel him looking at me even in the mirror......

Hermer's heart sank, and he tried to deflect the mirror so that it wasn't directly facing his face.

Even so, he could feel a scrutinizing gaze sweeping over him through the mirror.

"No, it can't be. The Sky Mirror is an artifact made by Odin with his own eyes, allowing it to view movements within a 500-mile radius of the Holy City without being noticed. ”

"Even the original Merlin and King Arthur were hunted to death by the nobles because of the Sky Mirror."

"He won't find out, absolutely not, absolutely-"

"Click."

A cracking sound rang out in Herme's ears, and his hand shook, nearly throwing the artifact flying.

"Hermo Augustus." In Hermer's horrified eyes, the Sky Mirror was shattering.

And Russell's voice, in the symphony of shattering sounds, appears grand and majestic.

"I see it, I'm coming."

The Sky Mirror finally couldn't bear the weight of Russell's words, and suddenly exploded.

Hermo screamed, the crown on his head crumbled, and his whole body was hit by an invisible force, and he flew six meters away with the chair.

The mirror shards pierced through his protective light, and the once ornate robe turned into a string of tattered strips of cloth.

To make matters worse, his spirit connected to the Sky Mirror was devastated.

He almost lost his life.

The result of this is only a few words and a look from Russell.

The servants serving the Pope heard the sound and hurried in.

When they saw the terrible state of the supreme pope, they didn't know what to do for a while.

Hermer struggled to open his eyes, and saw the familiar servants standing still.

Many of them have served him for decades.

Hermo retracted his painful expression and silently raised his hand, and the golden holy light gathered in the palm of his hand, turning into a vortex with a diameter of one meter.

The servants' bodies were involuntarily sucked in by the whirlpool, and then, like wheat, crushed into pieces by the swirling vortex blades.

Hermo chuckled under his breath as he listened to the weaker and weaker screams.

He laughed as he compressed the blood-colored swirl in his hand, eventually forming a beautiful ruby.

Hermo swallowed the ruby in one gulp, and the injuries on his body were immediately healed.

"The majesty of the Pope cannot be blasphemed." Hermo muttered to himself, then with a wave of his hand, the door that the servant pushed open slammed shut.

The cold wind echoed through the empty corridors, and the flickering candlelight imprinted the distorted shadow of the base on the wall, as if guarding the Pope in place of the loyal servants.

……

"Followers of my lord." Rejuvenated, Hermo Augustus once again stood magnificently in the city of San Monro.

In front of him was a huge six-pointed star circle.

The circle was filled with devotees in white robes, and in the center was a 3-meter-tall white seraphim statue.

The angel sculpture has an ornate knight's armor inlaid with olive branches.

It was on one knee with a man-tall two-handed greatsword in both hands, its faceless face facing the sky, as if waiting for an order.

"The pagans of the East are approaching the Holy City, and the followers of our Lord are fighting to meet it."

"We must show him the majesty of our Lord!"

"The Lord said, 'He has gone astray, and needs to be corrected.'"

"Now, the time has come for us to appear in the light of the Lord!"

"We will summon the archangel Michael, at the oracle of the Lord!"

Nope.

Thanks to the glass reversal boss for the tip.

The big guy broke the bank.

(End of chapter)