Although there is a distance, the bishop in the sky can see clearly with Qin Ran's gesture.

At this moment, the bishop's face became extremely ugly.

However, it immediately returned to normal.

"Just a broken Son of God!"

"Without the real god, how can you, as a son of god, get through the wind and waves? What's more, there is no sea now, only a swamp is left!"

"Do you think I'm here for you?"

"You value yourself a little too much!"

The bishop said slowly, then raised his hand.

Suddenly, the golden light became stronger and stronger.

Glorious and with a hint of burning heat.

Even those who were standing on the ground felt sweating all over.

"This, what is this?"

"Another sun?"

Looking at the airship with light and heat in the air and the people on the mysterious side of the person were extremely frightened.

Even though they know much more than ordinary people, once they encounter unknown things, they will be a little better than ordinary people.

However, it is precisely this that gives them more opportunities.

For example: survive.

When a change occurred in the air, the mysterious people retreated one after another.

Although he looked frightened and had a embarrassed attitude, he was much better than those who were still kneeling down and worshiping.

Because, the next moment, all of these people died.

boom!

A thick golden light shot down from the airship, and the shock wave formed by the huge explosion immediately tore the bodies of those kneeling worshipers.

The earth moves and the mountains shake, and smoke and dust fill.

When the dust settled, the mysterious people who ran away subconsciously turned their heads to check.

Then, they saw a scene that would never be forgotten for life.

The huge St. Paul's school disappeared.

All that is left is a large pit with a depth of dozens of meters and a diameter of hundreds.

But what is strange is that in this pit, a small chapel stands out of thin air.

No support.

There is no pulling at all.

It's just like this floating in the air.

The mysterious person who witnessed all this did not exclaim again. Everything he saw today had long exceeded the imagination of these mysterious persons.

Simply put, they are numb.

But such numbness was immediately broken.

Silently, the chapel disappeared.

No, it's not disappearing.

Instead, it turns into powder.

Crushed by an unimaginable force.

This force swept the audience with a desperate aura, like a hurricane. Even the mysterious people who ran far away were overturned to the ground one by one, wailing in pain.

"A good body."

While talking to himself, the prisoner who was abandoned by Qin Ran in the chapel slowly walked to the ground beside him, feeling the texture of the land under his feet, and the other party took a long breath.

"The feeling of nostalgia."

With such an sigh, the other party raised his head and looked at the airship in the air and the bishop of the Church of Light, frowned slightly.

"Is the sun?"

"It's a little troublesome."

The other party talked to himself again.

"Yes, you're in trouble."

The bishop ignored the distance limitation and responded to the other party.

"Do you know who you are talking to?"

"besides!"

"I'm not used to looking up at others!"

"Come down!"

The captive raised his head and looked at the bishop fiercely.

A gray-green light shot straight towards the bishop in the air as soon as the other party finished speaking, but before he could really touch the bishop, he was defeated by the golden light beside him.

Or...

It was burned!

Feeling the temperature that was far beyond his imagination in the golden light, more "plague power" began to gather on the prisoners.

Facing this scene, the bishop shook his head with a little pity.

"Poor Anzelanko!"

"You have been imprisoned for thousands of years and have long since not understood what you have missed, nor how ridiculous what you are doing now..."

"madness!"

The bishop slowly spoke the last word.

"You know my name, but you still dare to insult me. Who gave you such courage?"

Anzelanko narrowed his eyes, quickly calmed down his anger, and began to look at the bishop floating in the sky.

"If it was 50 years ago... no, no, it won't take that long, even a minute ago, I wouldn't dare to do this, but now?"

"In order to enter this seemingly suitable body, you not only tried your best, but also hurt you and used the power of the "sun" to break through the "cage". Without the clergy and the divine nature is shattered, the remaining divine fire may have been shaking, right?"

The bishop sighed.

"Even so, do you think you can offend me rudely?"

"Or do you think you can beat me with a toy?"

Anzelanko felt something was wrong, but she couldn't imagine something was wrong.

He checked this body several times, without the mark left by the cunning boy, and even a slight "power of dawn" was not there.

It is precisely because of this that he dared to try his best and risk being injured.

"Before choosing this body to resurrection, you must have checked it several times. You did not find anything that made you wary of this body, such as: the breath of power of the sad Son of God?"

"yes!"

"How could you check it out?"

"After all, no one who tampers from beginning to end is that sad guy, but... someone else!"

The bishop seemed to see what Anzilanko was thinking and gave the answer very simply.

Anzelanko's face changed.

This god in charge of the "plague" is about to do something.

But, it's a bit late.

A strange force spread out from the depths of this body, swallowing the shaking divine fire with lightning speed.

"call!"

A satisfied sigh came from the captive's mouth.

At the same time, a crisp sound of bones sounded from the inside of the body, like fried beans and setting off firecrackers.

Slap sex!

After the continuous crisp sound stopped, the prisoners in front of them had changed drastically.

The face turns from young to old.

The body also became taller and stronger, with a grey and grey hair and beard with a strange charm. With the mercy in my eyes, people would think that this was a kind elder at first sight, like an old nun.

But only those who observe carefully can find out how false the pity in the other party’s eyes is, how cunning and vicious it is hidden behind it.

"Long time no see, Warren."

The old man greeted the bishop in the sky with a smile.

"Yes, my teacher!"

"His Excellency, High Priest, and Head of the Knights of the Church of Light."

“Is this a little stranger to the title?”

"So……"

"We'll replace it with the mastermind behind the rebellion of the noble coalition: the first Earl of Wien?"

The bishop nodded with a smile.
Chapter completed!