I am God

"If possible, I'd rather not have you, a good friend who plays tricks every day." Feng Zhen looked disgusted but had a smile in his eyes.

"Okay." A-Gump Zuo motioned the two of them not to chatter here, looked at Xiu Zhe and asked, "How long can this big formation last?"

"About two days." Xiu Zhe also said a rare wisecrack, and the serious expression made everyone smile wryly and shook their heads.

Looking at the scene where the liberated soul floated out of the body and dissipated into the air as soon as he stepped into the green formation, Xiu Zhe continued: "These are all because Marcel's mind control purpose is to avenge the followers of Rotes, as long as I break the Marcel's mind control and told them that Rotes was dead, and they also disappeared after they could not feel the existence of Rotes. After all, I didn't make much effort, because Marcel's mind control was really too weak .”

"Use Rotes' method to let the dead believers continue to fight? There is not much difference between Marcel and Rotes. Is it possible that you can do whatever you want with the word of justice?" Bain smiled disdainfully smiled.

Brian looked a little ashamed and said: "I'm sorry, I agreed with Marcel's plan. We really don't have the ability to fight against Rotes. You have also seen Isadora who is under mind control. That is the most powerful of our GBL sect." The powerful magician was also restrained when Lotos fell on the Skyveil Behemoth."

"Keep moving forward. Although Xiu Zhe's spiritual purification has miraculous effects, don't relax. There are always accidents in everything. Don't regret it after accidents happen." A-Gump Zuo said coldly, he didn't want to talk too much on this kind of topic something.

Everyone nodded, their nerves still tensed up, and they headed for the depths of the temple.

After the entire team advanced without hindrance for about ten minutes, the GBL believers who followed one after another suddenly stopped their pace of 'death' and spread out to form two rows, sandwiching everyone in the middle.

"Why on earth! To obstruct my holy revenge?!" A male voice full of anger came from the darkness in front of everyone. Everyone looked intently. A tall man wearing an extremely long dark blue mask emerged from the darkness. get out.

The dark blue mask is almost the same as the mask worn by the surrounding GBL believers, with six eyes, except that the eyes on this man's mask are empty and replaced by blue light, below the eyes of the mask , Triangular teeth criss-cross to form a mouth, two protruding 'fangs' glowing with a faint light.

"Why on earth have you brought me such a huge emptiness! Those who took away my bloody hope, those who turned all the preparations I made with this rotten limb into blisters. Come and tell me, my bone marrow, The hatred that will never die, who should I vent to!!" The man staggered towards the crowd as if he had lost his soul, and a stern voice came out from under the mask.

"This is Marcel, right?" Bain raised his ghost hand and stretched out his index and middle fingers, a large amount of sword energy condensed on his fingertips.

"Yes." Brian looked bitterly at the two books hanging on Marcel's waist, one of which was 'The Great Blue Truth', and the other looked like a diary.

As soon as Bryan finished speaking, Barn waved his arm, slashing towards Marcel with an extremely condensed sword energy.

Marcel's swaying forward body suddenly stopped and raised his hand, the golden qi hood wrapped his body, and the sword slash turned into light spots all over the sky on the qi hood.

"Aren't you funny?" The corners of Bahn's eyes twitched. The sword energy he swung just now was already the limit that his fingers could bear, but it was still easily blocked by Marcel.

After the mask disappeared, Marcel continued to stagger towards the people under the mask and kept muttering: "Why do you want to obstruct my holy revenge?" and "Why?"

"How to solve this?" Bain looked at A Ganzuo, and A Ganzuo looked at Xiu Zhe.

"I'm afraid he won't be purified by me. Get ready to fight. Although I can't liberate him from hatred, I can still affect his strength. It can be weakened by about [-]%." Xiu Zhe's voice fell into red. A large formation with strange symbols was also laid out at the feet of everyone.

The concretization of Kazan's large formation that provides power while weakening the opponent will increase the blessing and weaken the opponent.

"Yong Shili, you and Xiu Zhe stand together to protect Brian, and the rest are ready to fight. It is best not to leave the big formation. It is beneficial to us to introduce Marcel into the red and green big formation."

A Ganzuo said it simply, but the radius of the big formation is only about 100 meters, this distance for people of their level only takes half a breath to withdraw from the big formation.

It was helpless to restrict the field to Xiu Zhe's big formation. Even the strongest sword energy that Barn could wield was easily blocked by Marcel's mental energy mask. Without a sword, Forrest Gump Neither Zuo nor Bahn can use the two powerful moves of Phantom Sword Dance and Extreme Ghost Sword Technique·Storm Style, unless their entire 'arm' is no longer wanted.

Everyone seems to exist physically, and even the clothes on their bodies are the clothes they wore before entering the belly of the giant beast, but in fact their bodies are composed of souls, and to destroy one's arm is to damage the soul.

This is even more unacceptable than a real limb injury. Limb injury can be restored by the Remedios potion. As long as the limb is not delayed for too long, even a severed limb can be cured.

Brian walked up to Aganzuo and Bain who were about to make a move, and said bitterly, "Marcel, do you still remember me?"

Marcel's mask moved slightly, "Bubrian?"

"It's me, old friend. I cast the forbidden spell like you and came to the belly of the giant beast to look for you." Brian couldn't help but feel a little happy when he saw that Marcel still remembered, and continued: "Rotes has been wiped out. , Marcel, I know that casting a forbidden spell requires a clear goal, but now that the entire GBL religion has been liberated, isn't this also the purpose of you abandoning your body and diving into the belly of the giant beast?"

"Purpose? Bryan, where were you when the entire GBL Church was under the mental attack of Rotes? When you saw the church members who used to be harmonious like a family fight each other, and the delirious members dug out the hearts of the members who were not under control. What are you doing again?! Cowardly, you chose to escape, escaped from the temple we built together, you are like a bereaved dog!!"

The more Marcel said, the more excited he became, and finally turned into a scream: "Now you come to tell me that the entire GBL religion has been liberated, you tell me!!"

Marcel stretched out a hand to cover the three blue eyes of the mask and said in pain: "The anger in my heart! How can I calm down?!"