MTL - Examination of the Imperial Examination-Chapter 91 the wind has stopped

"How about it, how does it feel to be hit by your own blood? This is your punishment for disrespecting the Lord."

The blond man swung the whip away again, and Jonas, who just got up, had another **** trace on his back.

"Haha." Jonas looked at the top hat on the side and smiled, raising his pistol and aiming it at the altar.

The blond man saw the action of the other party, his eyes filled with murderous intent, he didn't understand, he kindly asked him to witness this great moment, but the other party was not grateful at all, and a black light flashed for such a blasphemy against the great Lord.

"Clang." The sound of metal hitting the ground sounded.

"Uh, ah."

Jonas covered his severed hand, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He tried hard not to let himself scream, and the sound came from his throat, forming a strange sound.

He endured the pain and looked at the revolver on the ground, and slowly stretched out his left hand.

"Hiccup, uh, ah!" His left hand was cut off again, and Jonas almost fainted in pain, his teeth chattering uncontrollably.

Looking at the altar with more and more light in front of him, the cross in the middle could not see the trace of the child's corpse, and he was completely covered with flesh and blood.

His face was pale, he staggered to his feet, and endured the pain as he approached the altar step by step.

The blond man glanced at the altar, a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes, the ceremony was about to enter the final stage, and the game should be over.

"Since you don't want my lord to come so much, then sacrifice you to my lord as a sacrifice, but you are also lucky. When your lord's eyes come, you will be the first to receive attention."

After speaking, the blond man controlled Jonas with a shadow, dragged him slowly into the air, ignored him, and then closed his eyes.

The "hermit" half raised his hands, made a gesture of open arms, and shouted in ancient Hermes:

"The Creator of all things;

"The lord behind the veil of shadows;

"The fallen nature of all living beings.

"Your devout believer, willing to offer sacrifices and pray for your attention;

"I pray that you will set your sights on the entire Pritzker Harbor,"

"Let him be the container to bear your great will!"

In the sound of prayers, a light burst from the top of the blond man's head and descended from an unknown place, completely covering Jonas, who was about to faint, and the flesh-and-blood cross.

The unwilling resentment and the accumulated negative emotions that turned into shadows rolled inward like a tide, pouring into the constantly wriggling flesh in the center of the cross.

"Reinforcement? Why hasn't it arrived yet? Could it be that while the ceremony is completed, the eyes of the "True Creator" are projected here? How many people will die like that?"

Jonas looked desperately at the light that enveloped him, and stopped thinking completely. Now he can't do anything, he can only pray to the Lord of the Storm in his heart.

The flesh and blood skin was soon torn apart a little. The blond man quickly lowered his head, knelt on the ground, did not dare to raise his head, and his body kept fighting. Although he was a little scared, he was more excited and excited.

Suddenly, the wind stopped, and there was no sound of the waves hitting the rocks. If you paid attention, the clouds in the sky also stopped fluttering.

The blond man opened his eyes, frowned and didn't dare to raise his head. He could only lower his head to look around. He also felt an unusual breath. It was too quiet. He couldn't even hear the sound of the waves on the shore, and there was no breeze. It was too abnormal. .

The blood-colored flesh in the middle of the cross floated violently, as if it also sensed danger and wanted to come early.

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Williams subconsciously caught the note from the shadow masked man and threw it over. Before he could speak, he immediately ran away. He chased out of the warehouse, but found no one.

He looked at the note wrapped in spirituality in his hand, thinking that the other party was not malicious just now, he hesitated to lift the spirituality wall above.

Seeing the content above, he couldn't help frowning, put it directly into his pocket, and ran to the sea quickly, he was going to support Jonas who was on his way to the altar.

But just halfway there, he saw a ray of light falling from the sky. He was startled, and secretly said: No, he couldn't help but quicken his steps.

At this moment, he saw that the gas street lamps in that area suddenly went out.

All went out!

The surroundings became pitch black!

An indescribable aura erupted, crushing Williams staggering, crawling directly onto the hard road, unable to get up, and his own spirituality madly warned him not to look up.

"This is? The breath of the gods?" Williams thought tremblingly in his heart, and a look of sadness appeared on his face, which also proved that Jonas had failed.

"C, where's the reinforcements? Why haven't they arrived yet." He raised his fists and hammered the ground hard, scolding through gritted teeth.

"It's over, the dock area is over, maybe the entire Pritzker Port is over!"

He suddenly thought of the note given by the shadow man, took it out of his pocket and looked at it, shook his teeth and said to himself, "Anyway, the situation can't get any worse, take a gamble."

Even if he is watched by unknown beings in the future, he will hide in the church for the rest of his life. The crisis at hand is the most important.

Lying on the ground, he chanted aloud in ancient Hermes:

"Respected: "Leo Dero", I beg you to cast your eyes here and stop everything here, I wish..."

He was a little worried and recited it three times aloud, and the note also turned to ashes like weathering, and sprinkled it on the ground from between his fingers.

As soon as the words fell, Williams felt that the surroundings seemed to be quiet for a moment, and the sound of the waves, the wind, and even the chirping of insects disappeared.

Right now, he felt a little bit of drumming in his heart. He felt that he had made a breakthrough, and he felt that the pressure on his body just disappeared immediately.

Seeing that he had made the right bet, Williams was overjoyed, got up slowly, carefully observed his surroundings, and found nothing unusual, except that it was very quiet. This feeling was very familiar to him, just like the feeling before the storm.

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Alvin in the shadow just now ~www.novelbuddy.com~ plans to stay away, because he wrote in Ruen on the note he gave Williams:

"If you encounter something irreversible, you can chant "..." in Hermes and ask for His attention."

If he could have an item contaminated by the Heretic God, like Klein, he would have stepped forward to stop it and threw the contaminated item into the altar to stop the ceremony.

There is no need to make such a bad strategy at all. The risk of such an operation is too high, and if you are not careful, you will expose yourself to many sights.

He took out a piece of paper wrapped in spirituality from his pocket. The paper was almost torn apart. He carefully untied the spiritual package on it, for fear of breaking the paper.

Alvin looked at the note and recited in Chinese: "Hide the sky and cross the sea".

The paper ignited a white flame, and then disappeared. Alvin felt that his body, mind, and spirit seemed to be wrapped by something, and he was relieved.

It was also with the help of "Bamboo Slips" that he made the first of the thirty-six tactics in the art of war, the "Hide the sky and cross the sea" charm, that he dared to be so bold.

Under the cover of Alvin's shadow, he began to run carefully out of the pier, and when he was about to reach the edge of the pier, he didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, all the gas street lights on the pier went out instantly, and then, a feeling that impressed him to the extreme erupted from the pier. Even after a long distance, Alvin couldn't help trembling all over and his legs were weak. , bend your back.

That is the feeling of looking down and crushing life in essence.

That is the feeling of being unable to resist and unable to face!

No, you can't look directly at God...

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The holiday is almost over, what are you doing?

Anyway, the author is working hard.

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