MTL - The Roots of Manga-v3 Chapter 291 Finish

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"Degenerate holiness...you really amaze me, you always let me see so many surprises that I don't want to see, Adam."

Moses sighed softly, and then a faint light began to appear in his body. This light was full of holiness, unlike the holy light of the Holy See. This light is extremely pure, just light and holy.

Moses took a heavy step, and the breath of the Earl of the Millennium gradually became cold, and at the same time his heart became very helpless. He knew that facing Moses at this time was not a good choice for him.

The power of Moses is not strong, but it restrains him too much. His resurrection is because of Paine. Paine used his magic power to create this body for him, making him an existence similar to a **** lord, but it also made him Lost his former body, and his former strength.

Light of darkness, holy heart of darkness.

This is the most essential power he used to have. He bears the darkness, but obeys God's will. He is God's fallen angel.

Because of this, when Moses and Elijah faced him together, they could only expel him, and even Elijah, the prophet, would be killed by him later.

But now it is different, his identity is no longer God's dark apostle, but a pure demon of hell.

Excluding restraint, there are actually mutual elements, but there is another point, that is, the Earl of the Millennium is not in a good state. He has been a little weak after going through a lot of battles. If he continues to entangle and exert his true strength, it will probably not be enough. Couldn't beat Moses.

The Earl of Millennium suddenly sneered and said, "My friend, there are still many opportunities for us to meet in the future."

His body suddenly turned into a pure white doll, and he fell powerlessly to the ground.

Moses frowned, and finally sighed: "It seems that I, an old man, still don't have much to do. Times change really fast."

He walked slowly to Howard's side, and the wooden stick rested lightly on Howard's body. A burst of light burst out from Howard's body, and then some black plagues emerged from Howard's nose and mouth, turning into ashes in the sky.

"You have finally arrived. If you were here, it would not have been so tragic."

Howard sighed.

Moses looked at Howard with a kind expression, and said softly: "Howard, my dear successor, I thought you would understand what we have to face, the mystics of this era are still too immature, they need A blood and fire."

"I see."

The two battlefields in Africa opened up by New York and the Eastern countries are not the whole of this war. Low-level demons, monsters that have long been evil to humans, are breaking out everywhere in this world, but the intensity is limited to a certain level. range.

The army of the Holy See, exorcists from all over the world, and mysterious organizations large and small are all fighting.

The Resuscitator Alliance, an organization created by Nohe inadvertently, was wiped out in the early days of this war.

This is also a microcosm of all parts of the world. This war is far more tragic than it seems.

The return of Moses is just the beginning.

Burning with boiling blood, the golden pupil that slaughters everything shines in every corner of the world.

Weird magic, and natural disasters that happen from time to time, this is the figure of a magician.

And in some places where the disaster was more serious, some people who were as elegant as nobles performed magic tricks one after another.

Russia, the small town of Kass, experienced a baptism of demons.

Under the protection of several exorcists, this small town was fighting against three demons. After a tragic fight, there were only two exorcists left in the town, and there was still one demon remaining. , lurking in the town, ready to ambush the remaining two exorcists.

"Gana Gilko, I can't hold on any longer..."

A woman with blue eyes sighed weakly.

Ganagirko is a young man with yellow hair, he looked at the blue-eyed woman and sighed, his face was weak, and his expression was a bit complicated.

They are in a huge basement, which was created by a mysterious person using magic. All the living residents of the town are here. There is a chaotic light on the wall of the basement, obviously It is a guardian magic.

"Lena, the inheritance of the night watchman will be handed over to you."

Garner Gilko made a sudden decision.

Lena looked at Ganagirko, shook her head numbly and said: "It's useless, Ganagirko, the deaths of those two demons were all done at the cost of Boren's life, at least four people can In exchange for the death of one, and you alone, you can't do much."

Ganagirko watched the chaotic color of the wall become stronger and weaker, and he knew that this would not last long.

Lena has the magic of guardianship, which can protect the residents, but the demons are constantly attacking the magic circle. In order to prevent them from entering, other exorcists kept going out and fighting the demons for their lives, and finally delayed until now.

The strongest exorcist among them, who also built this basement, had already died.

"At least, it can delay some time..."

Ganagirko shrugged helplessly, picked up a bottle of wine on the table, and poured it into his mouth. The wine kept dripping from the corner of his mouth, even making him choke a few times, but he didn't stop this action.

After drinking it in one gulp, he even extravagantly used some magic power~www.novelbuddy.com~ to drive away part of the alcohol, then looked around the group of panicked ordinary people, and smiled a little relieved.

When he reached the door, he was suddenly held back with his not-so-strong body.

He sighed softly and said, "Mom, I'll be back, I promise."

He turned around, gently pushed the somewhat thin middle-aged woman away, then opened the door directly, then closed it, and walked up the usual stairs, ignoring the faint crying behind him.

After he came out, the familiar wind, snow and cold made him shiver.

He shifted his gaze, then slowly opened his mouth wide.

I saw an indifferent and handsome young man, with his eye-catching golden pupils open, slowly pulled out a **** blade from the body of a goat horned demon, and with a light flick, the blade returned to snow white.

Putting the knife back into its sheath, the young man turned his gaze to him, nodded, then turned and left.

Ganagirko wanted to say something, but his mouth seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say anything at all, but he knew that the crisis had been resolved.

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African battlefield.

He stopped, and the surrounding fog kept fading, and the broken bodies of the six Noahs were scattered everywhere.

After observing for a while, looking at the scattered demon army that was almost completely eliminated, he said softly, "It's all resolved."

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