"Greedy hyena vulture, enjoy this rotten imperial corpse! The real church will not be with you."

After the real cardinal of the church, Isabel, gave the final sarcasm, he immediately fell into the scarlet mouth of the leader of the Demon Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal

At this moment, Isabel's mockery made the energetic gods stunned!

It was obvious that the Demon Dingling Worm was killed and injured, but the real church strategy went completely bankrupt. In this case, how did Isabel mock the export?

What do stupid donkeys and radish mean?

Could it be that all of this in front of you is a plan of doubt in the real church?

Since it is a trick of doubting the military, what is the real purpose of the real church?

The doubtful gods can no longer sit still.

They all turned their attention to the Alcott Empire without missing any details.

It would be fine if this is not investigated. This careful investigation, a terrifying and absurd fact made them feel like they were struck by lightning and their hearts were infuriated!

I saw that the priests of the Earth God Cult suddenly disappeared in the underground fortresses of the Alcott Empire.

Only a few extraordinary people and puppets were left, wandering wildly, creating the illusion of "resisting to death".

When the gods looked at them, these extraordinary people seemed to have received orders and entered the dreamland and gathered at a meeting point.

The gods followed the clues, and wherever they saw, the huge team walking through the dreams suddenly made them angry and furious!!!

——The Earth God Cult actually migrated to Zosik, the magical continent through a fantasy dream.

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Let time go back three hours ago.

"The Bishop, the civilians stranded in Augustas' streets have basically been brought to you, about 200 people."

"I've checked it out a rough time and no mouse was found yet."

While reporting, Father Barron took special potions to restore his energy.

As the Alcott Empire, which believes in the Orcôtes religion, each city has a large number of emergency escapes.

Generally speaking, these risk aversion channels only provide safe aversion.

In special circumstances, a special secret door will be opened to provide civilians with access to the bunker.

This is also one of the fundamental reasons why the Earth God Cult was attacked and it can take away a large number of civilians.

However, even so, a considerable number of civilians failed to evacuate in time due to various reasons.

Father Barron's mission was to bring these civilians who hid in the evacuation passage into the bunker.

As for the mouse he mentioned, it is synonymous with "spy".

For this situation, the Earth God Cult has had various plans, and it cannot be said that it is absolutely foolproof, but it can also ensure that once a spy is involved, the risks can be quickly isolated and the leakage of the core bunker can be avoided!

"Thank you for your hard work, how are your physical condition?" Bishop Spencer nodded with satisfaction and asked.

"Not at the moment!"

"The war ahead is tight, I'm afraid you will have to work harder."

"It is my glory to be loyal to my Lord." Father Barron quickly bowed.

"I need you to create a sniper illusion in the tunnel and try your best to restrain the enemy's pace. After three hours, open this spell seal and follow the spell seal command."

Bishop Spencer condensed a curse seal and floated to Father Barron.

Father Barron took it, checked it briefly, and immediately looked at the Bishop with a look of surprise.

——This is actually a secret curse seal!

As the name suggests, this type of curse seal is usually used to protect important information. At the wrong time, wrong place, or even when the wrong method is opened, the curse seal will destroy itself.

"Is there any problem?" asked Bishop Spencer.

"No..." Father Barron subconsciously shook his head, took a deep breath, and asked, "Sir, what should I do if my faith is not there?"

Bishop Spencer looked solemn.

After a long time, he whispered: "Faith is not between words, it is in flames and blood. If you want to win respect, you must prove your own value."

"Three hours! Three hours later, open the mantra and you will decide to stay or leave yourself. May the Lord always favor you!"

Father Barron was shocked when he heard this.

He was silent for a moment, saluted solemnly, and turned around and left.

Unlike Bishop Spencer's anchorage, it has long been deeply bound to the Earth God Church, and has symbiotically withered and flourished.

He, Father Barron, was just a four-ring extraordinary person after all.

He was angry at the war gods and was also confused about his future destiny.

As the saying goes, a small boat can turn around, but he still has the chance to choose his destiny.

"Three hours?"

Father Barron breathed a deep breath and escaped into the darkness.

Time has never been as difficult as it is today.

As a famous hunter of Elit, his most powerful record was that he stayed asleep and stayed dormant for five days and five nights, and ambushed a heresy who was elusive and unprovoked.

However, even so, Father Barron still felt that these three hours were tens of millions of times more difficult than those five days.

He could only wander between the tunnel rifts, attacking war sacrifices, and avoiding fearful pursuit!

With the nerves tense, time passes by, and three hours arrive in the blink of an eye.

Father Barron hid in a crack and opened the secret curse seal with trembling heart.

——Thank you, the devout and brave warrior, the Eilet civilians have all completed the transfer, the new faith and the real people embrace the earth lamb, the magic continent Zosik will be the promised land that the Lord has given us!

Feeling the message in the Secret Curse Seal, Father Barron was completely stunned!

A new belief?

A real person?

Zosik, the magic continent?

Explosive information bombarded Barron's short-sighted gaze.

He repeatedly looked up the secret curse seal, and repeatedly confirmed that the curse seal was not stolen and replaced in the battle. It took him a long time to calm down his trembling heart.

In silence, he gritted his teeth and entered the fantasy dream and rushed to the reserved meeting place.

The green mountains are burning and the sky is covered with light.

For some reason, today's fantasy dream always makes Father Barron feel strange. In the barren mountains that stretch for thousands of miles, there seems to be an indescribable horror lurking, coveting and coveting.

In a state of anxiety, Father Barron could only grit his teeth and hurry on his way as soon as possible.

Climbing up a mountain, Father Barron was stunned!

He saw...he saw a giant dragon-like team, winding at the foot of the valley, walking on the barren land, and walking towards a dazzling sun.

——That is the gate to the new world and the dawn of a new home.

As he climbed up to see the mysterious rat whispering, his head exposed from the wasteland cave, and watched curiously at this large population migration!

The rotten crows with rotten flesh hanging all over their bodies hovered in the air greedily, ready to move.

However, in this empty mountainous country, all the abominable things tacitly endured greed and hunger, watching these presumptuous guests leave.

"A mouse that eats honey will inevitably drown in honey! Real man, are you going to let the Mother of the Earth come back again?"

An angry roar roared over the fantasy dream, which shocked Father Barron to his scalp numb.
Chapter completed!