He had almost forgotten that there was an update at noon…
oh ~
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'But…I can't afford to wait!'
Walking on a boundless desert, a figure dressed like a peddler in the desert raised his head, revealing a rather delicate face. He looked at the constantly fluctuating air above the golden sand sea, and a few strands of long blue hair swayed in the rolling heat wave. However, the young man seemed to be unaware of all this. His lips opened and closed slightly, and he muttered in a low voice,
"The feelings of this body…It doesn't belong to me..."
His right eye had lost its divine light, while his left eye had lost its original color. His blue eyes had become dark and gloomy, and a pair of red birds that were flickering with a flirtatious light surrounded his pupils, spreading their wings as if they were about to fly.
Sand ~
"I exist here…Just rely on this body."
Rustle ~
"I have no reason to exist. I only exist here…“
Sha ~~~
"Therefore, the feelings of this body have nothing to do with me…“
Bang!
In the vast yellow sand, the sandbag not far from the young man suddenly exploded. A man in a yellow robe holding a long sword jumped out from the sand and directly pounced towards Tian Gu.
" For Lord Sect Master!!!!"
He raised his hand and slashed down, aiming the rusty long blade at the young man's neck.
Encountering such a sudden attack, the young man did not have the slightest fluctuation. He only paused his footsteps and softly said,
"For Cult Master…"
Hu ~!
In the next moment, yellow sand flew up. As the young man's body suddenly pressed down, a wave of air without any warning spread out in all directions with the young man as the center, raising yellow sand all over the sky. The man who was flying over could not help but narrow his eyes, subconsciously preventing the yellow sand from entering his fragile eyes.
It was this instinctive action that greatly reduced the strength in his hand. The young man also took advantage of this momentum to rush over. He dodged the man's sword subconsciously and pressed forward. His hands darted out like a snake, and he clenched his knuckles and knocked on the man's wrist.
Ka ~
The seemingly easy strike produced a crisp sound. The man was about to scream in pain, but at this moment, the young man suddenly grabbed his neck and pressed his body forward, easily pressing the man onto the sand.
"Ah!"
Being pressed down…Not really. This young man was not very heavy. He was not the kind of demon king whose weight could crush people to death.
However, the problem was that the strength of the other party's fingers was unusually great. He easily suppressed the man with one hand, and his index finger was still pressing down on his Adam's apple bit by bit.
The so-called method of strangling someone to death was actually very impractical. Compared to that, it was more convenient to simply grab the other party's neck and lift it up to break the other party's windpipe.
Of course, pressing down his Adam's apple was also a method.
He just didn't know how much he should bet…But it didn't matter ~
If he didn't know how much to press, then he could just press through!
"It hurts…I can't breathe."
The young man looked up at his opponent's red eyes. Under his blue bangs, there was a red bird in his left eye that was shining with a seductive light.
"Breathe…What monstrous strength…Lord Bishop…“
He was like an emotionless robot as he spoke with unclear meanings. However, his actions were not lenient at all. In contrast, the man under his hand was like a fish out of water. His black eyes kept rolling up and he was foaming at the mouth. In the end, his body trembled and he lost all signs of life.
"I feel…I'm going to die!"
After he finished speaking, the red bird in the young man's eyes disappeared, revealing his blue eyes. After he stood up from the sand, the young man once again walked in the direction where the man had pounced from.
“... It's so hot."
"But... This is the place, right?“
Looking at the huge pattern that seemed to faintly appear in the sky, the young man couldn't help but curl his lips into a strange arc.
“hallo! Teach ~ group ~"
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Somewhere in the Middle East
It was a large building, even larger than the local church.
However, not many people came to worship in such a building at this moment…and today was indeed Sunday.
In contrast, the people outside the church were like puppets wiping the stains on the granite surface.
Among them, the bird pattern at the top of the church was especially clean.
In the depths of the church, a group of women in black robes surrounded a young girl with pink hair. All of them had a stiff expression on their faces.
Perhaps for them, other emotions are unnecessary…At least, emotions like worry are unnecessary.
The appearance of the Black Death had dealt a huge blow to the Church's former absolute dominance. Of course, this did not mean that the various Churches had done nothing…
At least, they used this opportunity to amass money, and things like atonement scrolls were almost sold out.
However, this didn't include this church…
Unlike other churches that relied on the name of an unknown 'God' to amass wealth and dominate, this church... to a certain extent, really had some practical benefits.
At the very least, the fact that such an existence that was like a thorn in his side had not fallen was the best proof…
As for those lowlifes who wanted to 'rebel' because of a small plague…weren't they confessing their sins outside now?
" Sister Margaret Rona has returned to C's world."
The pink-haired girl who was surrounded by a group of nuns slowly raised her head. Her eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of sparkling eyes that were like the purest lake water.
Hearing this, the surrounding nuns couldn't help but reveal a trace of shock on their faces.
"Why…Margaret…"
One of the nuns with her arms crossed looked extremely unsettled. It seemed like she was having a hard time accepting the 'return' of the person she was talking about.
"This is already the fifth time in the past 50 years…The test of time for them should end here!”
Another nun shook her head and sighed.
"How many people left?“
"Currently, there's only Cult Master Aderick and Cult Master Ami."
"Ever since they left, all the churches have been paralyzed for a hundred years... They've only barely recovered now, right?“
"What about the icy plains and the new continent?“
" The altar is ready, but unfortunately, there aren't many natives who are worth civilizing…That eastern island country doesn't seem to be able to meet the requirements."
"Enough…let all the bishops come back."
The pink-haired woman's hands hung down naturally. There was clearly no airflow, but her pink hair still slowly floated up, revealing a red pattern on her forehead.
"There's someone who wants to stop us from advancing…It appeared!“
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Every time I see the increase in the collection, it makes the uncle's motivation to write a little stronger.
Speaking of which, he hadn't eaten lunch yet…Should she eat takeout or not?
Speaking of which, is there any toxic milk powder that specializes in cuteness? Come hold me tight
There were two more chapters in the afternoon…
And then…
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