Earth Survival Guide

Chapter 458 Origin Power
There are piles of corpses, and on top of the corpses stands a person who seems to have stepped out of hell. His whole body is filled with energy fluctuations, every cell is wrapped in energy, and a part of his body has even been ionized, showing a hazy translucence state, but now is the moment when his power is at its peak.

Opposite him, the paladin had disheveled hair and was covered in blood.The armor on his body was already in tatters, the holy sword had been broken, and the broken sword could barely be nailed to the ground to support his crumbling body.

"God's majesty, do not offend!"

After yelling this sentence with all my strength, a gorgeous beam of light suddenly appeared in the sky, and there was a scene like a mirage, and then a nine-meter-tall giant wearing a battle armor descended from the sky, his whole body was covered in white silk like silk Surrounded by radiance, there are no wings on his back, but there are light wings composed of divine power. He holds a crystal long sword in his hand, and immediately after he appeared, he released a golden circle of light. The people who were angry stood up one after another. All the scars on their bodies had recovered, and their states had returned to their previous states.

"Honorable Telaphis! Help your loyal warrior!"

St. Mara's voice was full of trembling madness. He pointed at Yang Jiawei not far away with his broken sword: "That demon slaughtered the servant of God! Please punish him!"

As soon as the words fell, the huge God of War slashed at Yang Jiawei with a sword, but Yang Jiawei didn't dodge anything, he just raised his hand in the air to block the destructive sword, and the collision between the sword and the hand also knocked out Evenly matched, the original power to destroy everything was counteracted quietly like this.

Then Yang Jiawei moved, like a god, he had already arrived in front of the archangel in a flash, and kicked the archangel in the face with his left caster. The huge creature was caught off guard and was thrown away by mere human beings. , but Yang Jiawei didn't stop, he couldn't fly, but he thought that the speed was fast enough, his feet stepped on the air as if he stepped on the concrete floor, he jumped up to a height of [-] meters, and then he maneuvered with a scud, and his head rushed He went straight to the archangel.

Maybe the Archangel wanted to dodge because he was in danger, but Yang Jiawei's speed was too fast, before the bulky Archangel got out of the way, he was stuck on top...

The explosion, the violent explosion, the shocking explosion, the large amount of energy caused by the collision and annihilation directly flattened the entire mountain, a large amount of soil was blown into the sky, and then the torrent rushed straight to the small town below the mountain. Just when the town was about to face a catastrophe, suddenly a person appeared on the path of the energy shock.

"Satania, the ion silence of the entire area."

A square object the size of a fist was projected, and then the ultra-high energy flow triggered the contents of the small box, and it burst open. In just a split second, all the irritable energy was appeased, and the small box also collapsed It became an object the size of a peanut.

"deliver!"

With a whoosh, the peanut-like high-temperature and high-heat thing was instantly projected to the very center of the Pacific Ocean, and then an explosion comparable to a small nuclear bomb erupted suddenly, and the ocean was blasted into a deep pit, but it slowly closed again. The waves spread to the surroundings, but after all, the equivalent is not large, and it cannot form a tsunami. In front of the huge ocean, such energy is quickly broken down, diffused and finally dissipated without a trace.

Looking at the flattened hill in front of me, only an iron house hidden deep in the ground is still standing on it. Because it is underground and has enough defense facilities against nuclear bombs, it is still intact under such an impact. Lossless.

Yang Jiawei picked up the dead Archangel and threw it aside, then walked slowly outside the safe house, opened the thick door of the safe house with his hands, and saw Pan Ang, whose head was bleeding and trembling inside, he went in and wanted to kill him. Pan Ang grabbed it.

"gentlemen."

A voice next to him suddenly remembered, Yang Jiawei turned his head and found that it was Pan Ang's eldest son who was fixed on the safety seat. His face was pale, but his expression was extremely calm.

Yang Jiawei stopped and turned to look at him.

"Sir, I'm sorry." He suddenly laughed: "Actually, I should kowtow to you a few times, but I'm a useless person, so I can only say sorry to you."

"Excuse me?" Yang Jiawei sneered.

"Of course I'm not asking you to forgive my father." Pan Ang's son smiled: "I just want to ask you one thing."

Yang Jiawei was noncommittal, but he continued: "Leave a little bit of dignity to my father."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to his chest with his chin: "Sir, can you help me lift the blanket on my chest?"

He would not refuse the request of a disabled person, so he lifted the blanket, and the moment he lifted it, he was also stunned for a moment, because there was a big hole in the man's chest, and there was a hole around the hole. A circle of rotten minced meat, the internal organs are clearly visible, the lungs under the ribs, the beating heart and the constantly wriggling stomach.

"If it wasn't for my strange illness, my father would be a kind and good man." His eyes turned red: "Sir, can you leave him some dignity?"

"Don't talk about it...you can't see the wind on your wound!" Pan Ang rushed over like crazy and covered his son with a blanket: "Why don't you let me worry so much..."

Yang Jiawei didn't say anything, he just picked up the pistol from the unconscious woman on the ground, and then pointed it at Pan Ang's son first.

"Thank you."

When a gunshot rang out, he lowered his thin hand as if he breathed a long sigh of relief, and Pan Ang cried while holding his son's body and became inhumane, but Yang Jiawei handed the gun to Pan Ang without any hesitation.

Pan Ang sat slumped on the ground, took the pistol while crying, and aimed a shot at his temple without any hesitation.

Looking at Pan Ang, whose blood was mixed with his brain, tears welled up in Yang Jiawei's eyes, and he cried and murmured: "Awen, you can rest in peace..."

At this time, Gu Tao walked in from the outside with his hands behind his back.

After Yang Jiawei saw him, he didn't say a word, but silently stretched out his hands in front of him.

Gu Tao smiled and shook his head, turned and left, but left a sentence before leaving: "Go and surrender yourself."
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The explosion in Luxembourg has attracted widespread attention, but because of the mysterious forces involved, and more than one eyewitness saw the angel, this matter can only be handed over to the Knights, and the person who handles it is Shi Luo Germany.

He led people to the scene, and when he saw the broken corpses all over the ground, his heart felt as if it had been soaked in ice water.As for the respected Knight of Saint Marat, only one leg was found, and the other parts were missing.Seeing all this being watched by Schroeder, he almost had a myocardial infarction.

If he was the one who took on this task at that time...

So……

He didn't dare to think about it. If that friend from the East appeared in front of him now and asked him to kiss his boots, Schroeder would do it on the spot.After all, that leg is Saint Mara, a first-class paladin, who is most likely to become the next leader of the Knights, and one of the three members of the Knights who can use the God's Arrival technique.But now, he even used the divine grace sacrifice, but he still didn't escape the catastrophe, and what he summoned was not an ordinary angel, but an archangel, a high-level armed combatant, but...

"Report, found the helmet of the archangel."

"Hurry up and clean it up." Schroeder sighed: "The report said that the great devil who had been dormant for 300 years had reappeared in the world, not only killed the loyal and brave horse-drawn knights, but also slaughtered the holy and righteous Archangel and all the knights. Members of the regiment need to be more cautious and report this matter to the Holy See."

"But... there are various signs that this is not the behavior of the devil."

"I said yes!" Schroeder frowned: "If it's not a demon, you have to investigate, do you want to live?"

His subordinate was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, standing at attention to Schroeder: "Understood!"

The old fritter Schroeder has worked hard all the way from the civilian class. He is not a nobleman, so he knows how to survive. If he reports the truth, then they will relay Santa Mara to investigate if there is no accident.Investigate that monster?Too long?Don't make trouble for yourself, this thing is terrible.

In terms of statistical loss, there is one thing that makes Schroeder very puzzled. The energy torrent when the Archangel died will swallow everything along the way, but this time it seems to disappear halfway through the swallow, as if it was absorbed by something out of thin air. , as a professional priest, he expressed that it was very unreasonable.

But no matter how unreasonable he was, he didn't bother to bother him anymore. After all...Life is important, and this kind of thing just rots here. The Knight of Santa Mara is dead anyway. and the Sovereign Power, the faithful guardian of the Lord, so what?Well, if you die, there will be no DPS.

As the person who hated Schroeder the most and restrained him the most in the Knights, with the death of Saint Mara, the middle and grass-roots Paladin circles are basically Schroeder's people. For him, there is no harm at all. So now his face is full of sorrow, but his heart is full of joy and joy, and he can't wait to tell everyone who hates Saint Marat to have a universal celebration without getting drunk.

"Oh... I hope that our most loyal horse-drawn paladin can bless us in heaven after returning to the embrace of my lord." Schroeder looked at the leg, and laughed while talking: "Hahaha... Cough cough cough... Amen."

Of course, after the matter here was dealt with and investigated, the first thing he did was to call Gu Tao, and when he answered the phone, his smile burst into full bloom: "Oh! Gu! My dearest friend !hello!"

(End of this chapter)