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With the support of information from the space carrier, Jordani knew almost everything about the entire Holy City.

After persisting for more than ten hours, SHIELD combined various information and the speculations of some intelligence analysts to identify more than ten key areas in Jordani.

Killian is a madman, a madman who has been deceiving the world with his religious theories.

Therefore, according to the conclusion given by SHIELD, Kilian is very likely to build his base in the Holy City at a sacred religious site or in a holy land.

Create a new god from the place where the old god passed away, and then ascend to the throne of God.

From Killian's bastard theory, it can be seen that this lunatic may have taken the lies he made up as truth.

Wailing Wall, Temple Mount, Al-Aqsa Temple, Church of the Holy Sepulcher, Solomon's Temple Ruins, etc.

Among the more than ten key areas summarized by SHIELD, more than half are famous cultural and religious sites and famous attractions in the Holy City.

That is to say, the entire Holy City is now in doomsday. Otherwise, if Jordani appears anywhere, he may be directly regarded as a sinner by those crazy believers and burned with fire.

Mount Moriah, the Temple Mount.

Basically, this place can be regarded as one of the most famous scenic spots and holy places in the Holy City, such as the Golden Dome Holy Temple, the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, etc. Almost everywhere here is a holy place in the minds of devout believers.

It's just that at this time, the originally most sacred holy land in the world has begun to gradually sink into hell.

Maybe it's because the terrain here is higher, or maybe it's because there is really divine protection here.

When the Holy City has been reduced to a hell of Shura, there is still a small piece of pure land on the Temple Mountain. Thousands of people are hiding in the Holy Temple and the church. On the periphery, a large number of The young and middle-aged men demolished the houses, piled rocks, and held the remaining hot and cold weapons to resist the monsters that came sporadically from other directions in the Holy City.

Cries, roars, and monster roars all merged into one.

In this scene that seemed like hell had descended, prayers full of infinite sorrow could be heard from the holy temples and churches.

It's like a funeral ceremony sung by angels and demons. Unfortunately, monsters are still coming and gathering, but no real gods descend from the sky to save these devout believers.

Jordani had already learned how to hide himself during the more than ten hours of fighting.

After all, even if he reaches the peak of his life for the first time and is almost a god, he still cannot withstand endless enemies and endless fierce battles.

Jordani had already secretly searched this area of ​​the Temple Mount.

There are no clues. Killian's base is not here, and even the place where the Aidien organization imprisons Heidi is not here.

This is the fourth place Jordani searched among the key areas given by SHIELD.

After having no harvest, Jordani was ready to leave directly, but the scenes of people kneeling on the ground praying and crying around the Holy Land Square made Jordani feel a little heavy.

The monsters in the Holy City have begun to spread over a large area, and their numbers are constantly increasing.

Be it humans or other creatures, everything that can be swallowed in the Holy City has been snatched away by the monsters, and even many of the monsters themselves have started fighting.

On this holy land, the prayers and chanting of believers will sooner or later attract a large number of monsters from down the mountain.

In fact, just now, there are three to five hundred monsters scattered around the Temple Mount. Those who have risen up to resist can no longer stop the scattered monsters from breaking through the defense line.

This scene touches people's hearts.

Even the most ruthless and selfish bastard will never be able to maintain peace of mind when seeing this scene.

The same was naturally true for Jordani. Seeing those huge and ferocious monsters attacking, biting, and devouring humans like himself with incomparable brutality, Jordani wanted to leave decisively several times, but was unable to move even an inch.

At this moment, on the east side of the Temple Mount, on a line of defense that had been struggling to resist, a terrifying monster that had grown to more than four meters high suddenly broke through a gap.

This was a monster that rushed up from the holy city at the foot of the mountain. It was covered in blood, and it was unknown how many sins it had incurred.

Once this monster is allowed to rush into the crowd, there is no doubt that the entire defense line on the Temple Mount will soon completely collapse.

"Ahhh!"

At the end of the line of sight, there was a young man in the crowd, about fourteen or fifteen years old. Perhaps he was fearful to the extreme, or perhaps angry to the extreme. With his thin body and dragging a -meter-long sword, he charged towards the monster. And go.

In only ten seconds at most, Jordani seemed to have seen the scene of the young man's tragic death.

Damn it, this is such a disaster.

Jordani couldn't bear it any longer, and plunged into the strong wind, rushing out from the ruins on the periphery. He held guns in both hands and fired out hails of bullets while running wildly.

This is after Jordani understood the rules of battlefield survival, he once again used his divine power on a large scale.

The terrifying rain of bullets covered the area, and every bullet was like a cannonball, clearing the gap that was about to be breached in just an instant.

Dozens of monsters died tragically on the spot, and the four-meter-tall monster was blown apart.

Only a few hundred meters away, Jordani arrived almost like a strong wind.

However, this violent rain of bullets also made Jordani's already severely consumed divine power even weaker. No matter how fast the recovery speed was, it could not compare to the consumption of this hurricane.

Arriving at the young man's side, Jordani touched the young man's head and looked around the defense line with heavy eyes.

Even if Jordani consumes all his divine power and even dies in battle on the Temple Mount, he may not be able to hold on for long because there are too many monsters.

"Boy, what's your name?"

Jordani smiled bitterly and asked the boy.

The young man was obviously a little confused and couldn't understand English, but in the blink of an eye, he looked at Jordani with admiration, gratitude, and excitement, and then he handed the big sword in his hand to Jordani with great difficulty.

“&a;*%￥#……”

The young man couldn't understand what Jordani said, and Jordani naturally couldn't understand what the young man said either.

Fortunately, Jordani's armor still had remaining driving energy, and Jarvis's trumpet quickly searched the Internet and translated the boy's words.

The boy's name is Valerius Daza. The boy's father is a Christian and his mother is a Jew.

The young man himself is a Christian believer. The sword in the young man's hand is a super ancient relic dragged out from the Church of the Holy Sepulchre. It is the holy sword once used by Emperor Constantine.

In the boy's words, he believed that Jordan was a messenger of salvation sent by God, and was going to give Emperor Constantine's holy sword to Jordan, hoping that Jordan could protect the Temple Mount behind him.

Looking at the pious, clear, and eager eyes of the young man.

Jordani's balls ached, but he really didn't know how to refuse.

After several urgings from the young man, Jordani had no choice but to take over the so-called Holy Sword of Constantine the Great.

Well, it can be seen that this thing is indeed a super ancient cultural relic. Even though it is well maintained in the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, it is still full of traces of time and history.

After Jordani took over the so-called "Holy Sword", the young man suddenly showed an extremely happy and excited smile, turned around and ran towards his family.

As the boy ran wildly, he was still shouting.

Even without the translation of Jarvis Trumpet, Jordani could guess that the general meaning of the boy's shout was a language full of hope.

What a long life!

Turning around, Jordani held a gun in one hand and the so-called holy sword in the other. Regardless of whether this thing could break through the defenses of those monsters, don't cut it down with a sword and break this super ancient cultural relic. .

Just when Jordani was in a daze, three or five monsters that had broken through the first layer of defense had already rushed in front of Jordani in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

A knee strike knocked a monster away, and three consecutive bursts of fire killed a monster.

But at this time, the remaining two monsters had already arrived in front of Jordani. Jordani regretted that he took over the holy sword, otherwise, with both guns in his hands, these two monsters would not be able to get to him at all.

But at this time, it was useless to think too much, Jordani instinctively waved the big sword in his hand.

Wisps of divine power were poured into the holy sword. Jordani only hoped that the infusion of divine power could help the holy sword endure.

However, to Jordani's surprise, he slashed down with his sword.

Under the ancient-looking sword blade, the two monsters, which were so rough and fleshy that even ordinary firearms could not penetrate their defenses, could not put up even a trace of resistance and were directly killed on the spot.

Splitting it in half is as easy as cutting a piece of kraft paper.

The holy sword was stained with blood. It was not known whether it was the holy sword itself that was magical enough, or the blending of Jordani's divine power and blood that caused the change. On the holy sword, the original simple and old appearance quickly faded, and the sides of the blade became radiant. Shoot up.

Jordani was stunned, glanced at the holy sword in his hand, and then at the Church of the Holy Sepulchre in the distance.

Is it possible that there really is some kind of divine protection?

The monsters were still swarming in, but Jordani had no time to think too much. Anyway, after there were more and more monsters, in close combat, the sword was sharper than the pistol.

Amidst a series of gunshots, Jordani quickly rushed towards the most dangerous place above the defense line like a tiger descending a mountain.

Jordani didn't know how long he could hold on, and his inner tendency was that the Temple Mount would eventually be destroyed.

All Jordani can do is to live up to his own conscience, and even if he fails, he must feel no guilt.