I Will Eventually Inherit the Archbishop of Heaven

Ulandle stared at it curiously.

"The location tracker, I thought it was broken when the EMP bomb exploded, but I didn't expect it to work."

"Locate the tracker? Who to track?" She became more curious.

"Who else could it be?" Yann asked back: "In the beginning, their purpose was for the soul steel box. I have to keep it safe."

"It's time to give them a little gift in return."

As he spoke, he slowly showed the bishop's ring on his right hand and gave the order.

"In the name of the Catholic Church!"

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On the other side of the helicopter, the atmosphere was dead silent.

Neither Gray Snake nor Jackal said a word afterward. Both of them seemed to have their own thoughts, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

After a long time, the gray snake raised its head, its scarlet electronic eyes flickering faintly.

"I've put Ian Apocalypse on the list of the most dangerous snakes." He looked at the silent jackal: "That power, that figure..."

He didn't continue talking, but the flames and pure white hair that seemed to burn the sky appeared in his mind.

It's almost like——

"Don't think about it, Gray Snake." The Jackal said coldly: "Ian Apocalypse's power is indeed strong, but in the final analysis, it is nothing more than that, and there is a difference between heaven and earth from the Lord."

"However, I agree to put him on the list of the highest level of danger. This person has too much influence on our follow-up plan." Jackal said coldly: "If necessary, we must be the first to get rid of him!"

"However, although the experiment of the Stigmata Project failed this time, we have also successfully retrieved the soul steel." She raised the soul steel in her hand, her tone eased: "For the rest, we just need to open the soul steel and put the soul steel inside. Get something out."

"Huh?" Jackal suddenly frowned, looking at something that seemed to be stuck on the soul steel: "What is this?"

She reached out and picked the little thing off.

"This... wait!"

Halfway through Gray Snake's speech, a burst of intense red light suddenly burst out from the electronic eyes, as if to indicate that a crisis was coming.

"A strong Houkai energy reaction has been detected, and it is flying towards us at high speed!"

"Hey! What's that?!" The voice of the raven sitting in the driver's seat was full of panic.

Jackal and Gray Snake looked at the cab at the same time.

I saw a Honkai energy missile, which symbolized the Mandate of Heaven, flying towards them. The missile drew a long white trace in the air, and the sound of breaking through the air was deafening.

"That...is a missile!"

In the field of vision of the three of them, the Honkai energy missile specially made by Destiny kept zooming in, zooming in, and zooming in again.

"Grey Snake!"

The jackal snapped, and the raven also made a defensive posture at the same time.

In the next second, the missile slammed straight into the helicopter!

boom--!

The huge explosion was accompanied by a mushroom cloud breaking through the sky, just like the Honkai energy bomb they set up in Florence.

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PS: The stigmata of Urandale is Dante, so the protagonist's stigmata is Virgil.

In addition, the master of the flames sounds better, I will modify the previous one.

57: I am your father

Rita opened her eyes and saw a hazy scene.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant water, and the soft and fluffy feeling came from under the body, the heaviness of the body also eased, and the consciousness gradually became clear.

The long slumber made her feel like she had fallen into an illusory but real dream, unable to distinguish the difference between reality and illusion.

She opened her mouth slightly, and the air flowed into her lungs along with her breathing. The crisp coldness stimulated her nerves, as if soaking in a shallow stream.

"You're awake, Rita."

A soft voice came from beside him.

Rita moved her eyes, and in the pure white room, a slender golden figure was sitting on a chair, holding a book in her hand.

"Yourandelle, my lord..."

Her voice was so soft and weak that it was still inaudible even in a silent room.

"Shh, you need to rest now."

Urandale put the book on the bedside table casually, leaned down and approached Rita, admiring her pitiful appearance.

"I have read the mission report this time, thank you for your hard work."

Rita stared at her quietly, her burgundy pupils filled with depression.

"Feel sorry……"

"You don't need to blame yourself, the world snakes have always been cunning, as long as you are fine." Ulandal comforted softly: "Besides, their conspiracy in Florence has indeed been destroyed, and the lives of tens of thousands of people in this city It's a good thing to be saved."

Rita pursed her lips lightly, and the battle that broke the sky and the earth came to mind that night. The whole world seemed to fall into the red lotus hell. The ghosts cried, as if everything in the world had fallen into a doomsday-like madness.

In the end, the picture freezes at the scene where the proud lonely figure bravely faces the fall of the punishment of God, which seems like eternity.

She was silent for a while, then asked again, "What about him?"

"Him? If you're talking about Ian Apocalypse, he's probably talking to the bishop right now." Ulandal replied, "Don't worry, he's fine."

Rita nodded and said nothing more.

The room suddenly became quiet, and the ticking sound of the wall clock could be faintly heard, as if the time passed by every minute and every second on it.

Ulandal supported her chin with both hands, silently staring at the sick beauty on the white bed without blinking.

"Well, Master Ulandal..." Rita's expression was a little helpless, and there was a blush on her slightly pale face: "Please, is there anything on my face?"

"No." Youlandelle shook her head: "It's just this scene that reminds me of our previous adventures in the Quantum Sea."

"The Sea of ​​Quantum...?"

"Well, I was just an immature girl at that time, and I would often do things beyond my ability due to impulsiveness, and finally passed out from exhaustion." She said, "And every time I woke up, I would It's lying on the bed..."

"And you will always be by my side."

Ulandal stared at Rita with deep and far-sighted eyes, as if tracing the long river of time in the silence and returning to the time five years ago, which was nostalgic.

"It's just that this time it's me waiting by your side."

She suddenly smiled, revealing a hint of pride.

The smile on her face under the sun was as beautiful as a flower blooming, and Rita's heartbeat accelerated, and the drumming in her chest became more intense, as if a rapid drum beat was being played, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

Rita looked away, and suppressed the throbbing in her heart: "Yes, before you know it, Lord Ulandal has grown to the point where even I can't catch up."

Recalling this incident, a feather-like sadness appeared on her brows, "Maybe sooner or later, you will grow up to the point where you don't need me anymore."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Urandelle gently held Rita's soft hand, her eyes were extremely serious: "The reason why I can grow up to what I am now is because of Rita who silently helped me behind my back. , whether it is from combat or daily aspects. Without you, I might still be busy cleaning up at home now."

She scratched her cheek and stammered, "So, uh..."

"Actually, I rely on you more than you imagined. If one day you are no longer by my side, I will be very sad!"

Probably because of the rare revealing of her true inner thoughts, Youlandelle's face is dotted with embarrassment that cannot be concealed, which makes people feel a little embarrassed.

"Master Ulandal..."

Rita blinked, and the pupils of the pupils reflected the shy and flustered expression of Urandale, and felt as if something had hit her heart.

She couldn't help but let out a snort, and the sadness on her face disappeared immediately, and she smiled as if relieved, like a rainbow after the rain.

"This, what's so funny about this!"

Youlandelle blushed and flustered, and even her eyes wandered: "In short, in short! Don't think about those messy things anymore. The doctor said that you need to take care of yourself. You can rest at ease during this time."

"Obey, Master Ulandal~"

Rita smiled, and then the expression on her face became a little worried again, as if she was thinking about something else.

"However, I don't know what His Excellency Bishop will say to His Excellency Yann, which is really worrying."

"Don't think about him now!"

Youlandelle complained loudly, feeling a little emotional.

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In the private ward, Ion looked out the window.

The blue sky is as clear as washing, the white clouds are drifting leisurely with the wind, there are flocks of birds on the green lawn, and the morning breeze blows the leaves rustling, which is peaceful.

A ray of sunlight poured down from the sky, shining on his ecstatic face, as if he was in deep thought.

After returning to the floating island, Yan was sent to the Tianming Hospital, and then a group of male nurses suddenly appeared and stripped him of his clothes and put on hospital clothes for a comprehensive physical examination. He was thrown into this private ward and has been lying there until now.

It was simply arranged clearly.

Yan looked at the wall clock on the wall. He had been in this ward for more than half an hour.

In the past half an hour, he felt that his body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The fatigue in his body gradually disappeared, and his strength poured into his body again.

This is really strange, he obviously consumed such a huge amount of physical strength and energy before, and even risked his life to resist the stick of God. Logically speaking, even if he didn't die, at least a layer of skin would have to be shed, leaving an irreparable wound. Trauma is also very possible.

But no, nothing.

Not only is he healed, but he feels stronger than ever.