Chapter Ninety-Three, Repression
"Punishment to God!" The assassin hid in the void and roared as Ouyang Dao was about to leave, his body bursting out in a bright light, like a white lightning bolt in the distance. The protΓ©gΓ© beside Ouyang Dao let out a thunderous cheer, wielding a long and powerful club, and the elemental crystal on it suddenly emitted a dazzling light, sending out a twisted wave in front of him. "Lord, let's go, because the followers of this church have been in ambush for a long time, and I am afraid that the wall of water will not be able to stop him"
Ouyang Dao, who was sitting on the throne, looked surprised, as if he didn't expect someone to attack him from such a distance, and after listening to the advice of the sea god, the hurried throne fell, and the mask on his face fell on the stone armrest, breaking a corner with a bang. A sneer burst out at the speed of light, looking at the panicked Ouyang Dao, a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth was inevitable. "Sinner, your wickedness is unforgivable, and it is never too late for God to punish!"
"It's broken!" As soon as the Light Spear Assassin touched the wall of water, the sea monk standing in front of Ouyang Dao heard the sound of boiling water, and in his frightened gaze, the elite spell he released burned a large hole in one go, and as soon as the platinum light appeared, it was already on Ouyang Dao's face. "No, Lord!" The sea monk hurriedly leaned over and blocked the path of the light gun with his body, the light of the light gun opened a big hole in Ouyang Dao's body, and the rest of it smashed into Ouyang Dao's chest. Prosperity. The earth shook violently on the mountain, and the sand and gravel rolled down, raising a cloud of dust.
Yough tangled up with aaron in the distance and suddenly turned around. Sothos stopped his actions with the same concern. Aaron held his breath and laughed heartily at the white light at the top of the mountain. Sinners against God, look, you scum from hell, this is the fate you will face. The Pied Piper reached out from afar, trembling, his face obscured by his black robe, but he still felt a painful loneliness. The Pied Piper silently raised his hand, a fine film between the lines of his palm.
He stared at the little white object for a long time. When the angry savage rebelled against him again, he clenched his fists and palms. "Haha, the Lightbringer is here, accomplice of sinners, meet your fate!" Anxious to fend off yough's attack, Aaron quipped that a wide beam of light rapidly approached from a distance, accompanied by a powerful force that could pierce through the sky and the earth.
Yough pierces Aaron's armor with his sword. The crimson blade makes the armor sparkle. The armor trembled, and Aaron flinched in horror. Johnson's eyes gleamed blood, and crimson flames rose from the edge of the blade. The flames followed the blade back to his arm, turning him into a red demon. β
I'll cut you down to a branch that must die, no matter how fate changes" "Cough, yough, stop, retreat immediately. In the rubble at the foot of the mountain, Ouyang Dao, who was covered in blood, struggled to stand up, and in the rubble nearby, an assassin appeared, who was about to stab Ouyang Dao, who was still alive, with a shining spear. Stop's bones cracked, and a huge black-green axe slashed at the Assassin, and the once-glorious priest was knocked down like a block of mud on a gable. Ouyang Dao's condition was not good, there was a large blood hole under the ribs, the internal organs were exposed to the air, and blood gushed out of the heart.
"God, are you okay, I'll heal you immediately" The sea monk also opened a blood hole in his waist and abdomen, although the wound was very large, he still hurriedly ran over, his hands trembled, and a bright blue light came into view, hurriedly pressing on Ouyang Dao's wound. The sea priestess's blue light turned into ice between his chest and abdomen, and Ouyang Dao's teeth were scraped off his small body.
Ice crystals, as blood vessels, muscles, skin, and the internal organs they come into contact with, vibrate violently, causing non-human pain. Jofu was in the middle of the field, giving Aaron a painful look, then turned to pick up Ouyang Dao, who was badly wounded, and the crimson blade slashed a flame on the surrounding priests.
At this time, Ouyang Dao had already been carried by the gray giant on his shoulders, and when he saw you coming, he quickly told him, you take Father Shanghai, let Thomas lead the way, we must leave Yough The priest who was about to take away the sea, a powerful voice completely froze his actions. β
Mr. Clown, if you want to communicate with the church, why did you leave so early? The man said with the most polite manners, but his momentum overwhelmed the skulls wrestling with the priests, the life-harvesting machines dancing one minute and stiffening statues the next. Smack, smack, smack. The sound of breaking kept coming, and the stiff skeleton was gently beaten by the priest, turning into pieces of broken bones. Ouyang Dao was talking to the new archbishop of the Church of Light in the Lion City, the master of the Messenger of Light, who had seen him before, and watched his army disappear without blinking, Augustus. "Mr. Bishop, it's such a pleasure to see you here," Mr. Ouyang said in an apartment, but his muffled trills could be heard. β
Didn't Mr. Gaia expect to see me when he was making a lot of noise in the city? Hearing Metropolitan Augustus's words, Ouyang Dao forced a smile and pointed to the elite around him. "I had a gift for you, but I didn't know there was such a big gap between the masters and the elites" "Ha," Augustus said, looking around at the elites, his tone mocked, "How dare you take these cats and dogs to the Church of Light?" βοΌ
Mr. Gaia, I don't know whether to say you are brave or ignorant. "Who can predict what you haven't experienced?" Ouyang Dao's voice was full of chagrin, and then Aaron took the boneless spur priest, Augustus checked him, frowned at Ouyang Dao, and gritted his teeth: "Mr. Clown, you really surprised me. β
Ouyang Dao stretched out his hand gently, "Speaking of surprises, I have some bad news to tell the bishop," Augustus said as he looked at the elites who had been pushed to the ground. "Bad news? Are you sure? This may be good news for the church," Ouyang Dao said, as his men were captured by the advancing priests and two powerful, bloodstained priests rushed in, a small lesson for the new crime boss. β
Wait a minute, dear Mr. Pastor. I have a few words to say to the bishop, believe me, this is news that you must not miss" The priests looked at Augustus hesitantly, and the archbishop smiled and waved his hand, watching Ouyang Dao say what he wanted to say. Ouyang Dao smiled, covered the wound on his stomach, and sang an aria, "Your assassin should have been trained for a long time to be able to kill a weak summoner like me at such a close distance without taking any blows, don't you doubt it?" Augustus' eyes widened, and he involuntarily glanced at the grimed assassin. β
What's so bad about having a little more trust? "No, no, no, it's not what you think, I've said before, it's amazing to see you," Augustus said, his eyes staring deeply at him, and Alan subconsciously looked at the six men in black robes, all tied up. "And your best men, I see that you are not surprised to see the bishop, but afraid!" Ouyang Dao shook his head lightly at the mocking Deacon Aaron, "Deacon Aaron, don't speak, because between what you think of me, there is a subtle difference, a subtle difference" "What do you mean!" Deacon Aaron said, waving his scepter angrily, and the two-meter-high, hundred-pound alloy scepter was so shot down that just dancing with the wind was enough to make people tremble with fear.
Aaron, assistant" Augustus looked at Ouyang Dao calmly, "Let this clown show us his performance, we can't disrespect him because of his profession" This play... Director Ouyang repeated in a low voice, quietly withdrawing an invisible smile, and then asked me to stage the most ridiculous black comedy for the Church of Light. "Here, let me introduce you to a small advantage of myself, in the face of uncertainty, such a timid summoner, I tend to do a lot of manual preparation"
"I made a lot of preparations, and with worries, time is never enough," Ouyang Dao said softly, "but fortunately, there are many hospitable friends in the honest Lion City, and they have taught me some skills to procrastinate time." "Prepared with many hands, delayed time ... Augustus repeated unconsciously, and then, with the rapid movement of the lightbringer, a series of auras were immediately activated, sending out a huge wave of energy through them, directly rushing towards Ouyang Dao, who was standing there smiling. Ouyang Dao's tone was sharp and high-pitched, like an aria at the climax of a drama. "The good news for me is simple, because the church has just passed the bishopric election and should be ready for a second election!"
Su Hua. Prosperity. Mighty. There were three roars, a fist, a bone spur, and a sudden Earth spell, all for the same purpose, the regional bishop of the Church of Light, Augustus. The entire aristocracy roared, leaving only a crater. The earth and stone spell summoned by the earth dragon was also obscured by three forces, and in this land, there was nothing but a slowly floating gas cloud, and there was no sign of life.
β se... pu... rui! Ouyang Dao smiled, took off his mask, and greeted the blood and dust in the sky with his skin. "This is the legendary, masterful scent? Hahahaha! No way! "It's fake, it's all fake, it's all fake" "It's a test of the god of light, I must still be dreaming" "God! β... The priests outside the arena witnessed the incredible spectacle, many of whom may have wanted to become regional bishops for the rest of their lives, and now their dreams for the rest of their lives were shattered in an instant. Archbishop Aaron knelt on the ground, ignoring the departure of Ouyang Dao and the others, their colorful clown masks falling from the sky and lying flat on the grave of the master, under the awe-inspiring gaze of countless priests.
The lion became the greatest villain of the new generation, the enemy of the church, the destroyer of light, the criminal of the sun, the clown was born. Boom, boom, boom, boom. The lion erupts in a series of nine fascinating dynamics, each of which represents a step on the spiritual path of an extraordinary master, whether large or heavy, deep or mysterious. Ouyang Dao, who had escaped, smacked his lips.
"Oh my God, I seem to have hit a honeycomb" Yough, who was helping Ouyang Dao, thought for a moment before understanding what he meant, and then complained with a wry smile: "Lord, if you have to leave, why do you have to quarrel with the church?" The Priest of the Sea, also carried on his back, expressed his support, "Yes, God, you have lost half of your house for that inconsequential infidel," said the silent gray giant, sullenly, "and the giant also feels that God has not done the right thing, and that a wise hunter will never be hurt by hunting." Ouyang Dao, who didn't know what to say, was taken aback by the gray giant's words, and immediately turned the topic to the question.
You are wrong, giant. Who is the bishop of the Church of Light? He had never seen such a trick, and if I hadn't been seriously injured, it wouldn't have been so easy to lure him into an ambush," Ouyang Dao said unabashedly proudly, his life-changing words made the sea monk frown, and the pious supporters were about to admonish him when they suddenly heard a mute voice. "Lord, what you are doing is wrong. We should not oppose the Church of Light. We should have quietly left in the first place."
This stupid sound comes from the bagpiper. His words immediately left the runner speechless, and the Piper's actions were still vivid in the minds of many, and their attitude towards this companion who did not know what to say was very consistent. 'Pied Piper', do you think I'm wrong Ouyang Dao sat on the back of the gray giant and looked calmly into the distance. No one can see his face, no one can see his attitude. How could that summoner, who lacked pretense, think of a rebel army?
The question echoed in the minds of the other five people, who tried to open their eyes to look at Ouyang Dao, waiting for the harsh words to come out of their mouths. "Yes, I think you're wrong. The Church of Light is a large organization, and the power of the individual is insignificant in front of the group, and the actions of the individual cannot represent the whole group. "Lord, You Should Be Forbearing"