Nightmare Corrosion

Lu En, who had always been smooth sailing and had only recently encountered a bottleneck, knew for the first time the heavy weight of the three words Archbishop, which had been converted from a religious title to a strength level.

I now understand why Twisted Shadow said this is the final judgment. In the face of such a power that destroys the world and destroys the earth, everything like discharge of electricity and fire, flying over the walls is like child's play. The two are not on the same level at all.

No matter what the plans of the original sect and the Three Gods Religion were, Red Gloves chose to subjugate the ten guilds with one force. The arrival of a strong man at the level of an archbishop was enough to suppress all dissatisfaction. Probably.

Although the scene looked extremely horrifying from the outside, in Lucas, other than the gradual darkening of the surroundings, people did not feel any other abnormalities, and no one studied how the night at this time was different from the previous nights.

However, they soon discovered something strange. Whether it was light or sound, it only spread to a distance of ten meters or so before suddenly disappearing without a trace. This deep darkness was like a giant beast with a big mouth, swallowing up everything.

In the bustling city, it has never been so quiet.

Groups of fire continued to explode, and the figure of the Grand Priest emerged from them. His face was as cold as steel, and he quickly moved through the city through the flames until he stopped in front of a tall building.

This is Lucas's police station, now occupied of course by the Red Gloves, heavily guarded, and where the summoning ceremony takes place.

Snap, snap.

The crisp footsteps were gradually swallowed up by the darkness. The Grand Priest pushed the door open without hesitation. The lights were bright inside, and scattered documents were everywhere, but there was no one there. He was the only one who cast a long shadow under the light.

There were steaming coffee and pies on the messy table, and four or five chairs were gathered together, as if someone was sitting here laughing and discussing one second, but disappeared the next moment.

There was no one, no sound at all. It was like a scene from countless horror movies being played out.

The Grand Priest's gaze swept over these one by one, without any change in his eyes. He stood in front of the elevator and straightened his collar. With a ding, the elevator suddenly opened in front of him, and the button on the top floor lit up. He didn't have anything to say. He hesitated and stepped in.

Close, rise, open.

Ten seconds later, on the top floor of the police station, a dark room suddenly opened, and the Grand Priest with white hair and beard walked out of it. The rich darkness enveloped him like a substance, and he finally saw what happened. The source, a figure floating on the edge of the top floor.

A tattered robe that flutters in the wind is put on the body, and a bird-like paw stands upright, supporting it on the ground. It has no arms or wings. It looks like a puppet that farmers put in the rice fields to drive away birds. Only the head of a crow above him moved flexibly and set his sights on the Grand Priest.

"Lord Dark Crow!"

The Grand Priest lowered his head slightly, in awe of a powerful force, even if they did not belong to the same camp.

"Three Gods"

The crow's head stared at him, and suddenly opened its beak and spoke. The darkness around him spread out ripples. The Grand Priest snorted and took two steps back. The skin on his face was chapped, revealing pink. muscle.

This is the archbishop. In an era when the legendary apostles and even the pope did not appear, this represented the top power in the world, but the other party was still a night watchman.

The Grand Priest's strength was similar to that of the Judge, or even exceeded it, but in front of Dark Crow, he was as fragile as a baby, or even worse than a baby.

"Do you all want to die?!"

Dark Crow opened his mouth slightly, but when he landed on the Grand Priest, it was as if he was hit head-on with a sledgehammer. Blood oozed from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears. However, if he dared to take the initiative to look for Dark Crow, the Grand Priest was already mentally prepared. Prepare, but smile.

"My Lord's glory is great."

Click!

Before he finished speaking, Dark Crow's scarlet eyes turned slightly, and the Grand Priest's two calves were suddenly broken from the middle. He fell to the ground with a roar, and the words he had not yet spoken were swallowed back.

"As a human being, I believe in those false gods and abandon the entire world." Dark Crow shook his head, with a cold light in his eyes: "It's better to destroy the Three Gods Cult."

"Even if you are a night watchman, you can't do anything to my Lord. I will die in your hands, but I will sacrifice myself for the glory of the Lord!"

The Grand Priest's face was pale, and heavy cold sweat fell from his forehead. In this darkness, he felt the weakness he had not seen for a long time, and strong pain surged into his heart, but he endured it with great perseverance and roared in a low voice. road.

From the moment he accepted this task, the Grand Priest knew that he would definitely die, no matter whether his plan succeeded or failed!

If he succeeds, he needs to become a scapegoat to let Red Gloves unleash his anger. At the same time, regardless of his relationship with the Tritheist Cult, he will become a traitor, a blasphemer, and a heartless madman.

Not to mention failure, he needs to commit suicide to cover up the crimes and true intentions of the Three Gods. Even in this situation, it is neither a success nor a failure. He still has to die, and he must die in Red Gloves. In their hands, no excuses can be given to them.

A scapegoat who is about to reach the level of bishop or archbishop, even if Red Glove is not willing to accept it, is already a qualified and reasonable explanation for others. Of course, death at the hands of the Night Watch will be even more perfect.

"Stubborn!"

Dark Crow blinked his eyelids, and the Grand Priest's body suddenly exploded continuously, and clouds of blood mist dispersed, as if there were bombs buried in his body. He soon lay on the ground dying. After all, apart from his extraordinary power, he was already a human being. A gray-haired old man.

"My Lord's glory will eventually shine on the earth!"

The Grand Priest was lying on the ground, spitting out blood one by one, mixed with pieces of internal organs, but his fanatical faith still supported him. He raised his hand, outlined a scorching sun on his chest, and prayed in a low voice.

"You guys really make me feel sick!"

Knowing that the other party's death in his own hands just fulfilled his wish, Dark Crow still snorted coldly. Countless black feathers poured out from under the robe, covering the Grand Priest in the blink of an eye. After a while, a bird made purely of black feathers The crow landed on his shoulder, holding a heart made of lava in its mouth, emitting a faint light, while the Grand Priest's figure completely disappeared and was covered in darkness.

"Three Gods, Lava and Sun"

Dark Crow squinted his eyes and muttered to himself. A huge claw descended from the sky, grabbed it and lifted it into the sky. In the darkness not far away, a shocking roar suddenly came out. Even the darkness could not cover it up. The dark green giant python emerged from the ground, roaring to the sky, and countless twisted human faces bulged out of its body!

Boom!

Boom!

A low and distant drumbeat suddenly sounded throughout Lucas.