I Will Eventually Inherit the Archbishop of Heaven

Yaen narrowed his eyes, hesitated and did not move, as if he was thinking about her purpose.

"What?" Kiyana looked down at him with condescending eyes, her expression arrogant: "Don't you dare?"

Yan shrugged, and immediately stepped forward and stretched out his hand, but he was vigilant in his heart.

The distance between the two is not far, only a few steps away.But the closer they got, the more dangerous the atmosphere became, as hot as a red-hot iron.

The sound of slow footsteps echoed in the empty hall, like the impact of an ancient bronze bell.

For a moment, Qiyana suddenly moved!

Almost at the moment when Yaen's palm touched the gun, she suddenly turned her waist, her soft white hair swaying, a strong force erupted from her waist, and her slender legs twisted with the force of her waist, and immediately popped out like bullets Popping out like a barrel-this is a standard roundabout kick!

Yaen's pupils shrank suddenly, and the sound almost bursting roared in the silence, the violent wind hurt like a knife cutting the face, and the shriek and mournful sound of the hard ground breaking could be vaguely heard!

boom!

A dull and astonishing loud bang resounded for a moment, accompanied by the sharp and piercing sound of the ground rubbing against the ground.

Yan folded his hands on his chest, and he flew upside down uncontrollably, as if being bombarded by a huge force, and the soles of his shoes scraped two tragic long marks on the ground.

——It took dozens of meters to stop!

Feeling the numbness spreading from both arms, Yan's eyes showed a shock uncontrollably, his heart seemed to be shrouded in huge panic, and a sense of crisis came to his heart.

He raised his head, and the white-haired girl walking slowly was reflected in his pupils, as if he could glimpse the extreme power gathered by the raging waves from her slender body, just like the raging waves.

Yan's eyes finally became serious, his hands clenched the sword tightly, and his breathing sank.

This man is not easy.

"Want my weapon?" Kiyana squinted at him, with a provocative smile on the corner of her mouth: "That depends on whether you have the ability."

The moment she finished speaking, she stomped on the ground, and she soared into the sky like a big roc spreading its wings. Her figure spun gracefully in mid-air, as if performing a graceful dance, and it was like a silver-white shooting star passing by in the dim light and shadow.

Beautiful posture, but hidden murderous intent!

I saw Qiyana suddenly pull the trigger, and the bullets pouring down like a rainstorm turned into cold music and played in the darkness, as if the red lotus bloomed quietly, engulfed in a sharp killing intent!

At the same moment, Yan activated the huge sea of ​​Houkai energy in his body, and the stigmata on his back were like hot lava, full of overwhelming mighty power.

He squinted his eyes, deep in the ice-blue eyes, there seemed to be a sword-like cold killing intent.

The densely packed bullets swept across like a sea tide, and the high-speed rotating bullets tore through the atmosphere, leaving twisted and scorching air wave remnants in the void.

"Okay, since you have issued a declaration of shaking M, then I will not be polite!"

Ion took a step forward with a bang and stepped forward.

The scorching glow erupted from the blade like a tide, swallowing up the incoming bullet rain.

boom!

The blazing foehn roared mournfully, like the hands of a burning Balrog blasting out, and the atmosphere was scorched with high temperature like lava, which seemed to contain infinite murderous intent!

Immediately afterwards, there was the crisp sound of countless bullets losing their kinetic energy and falling to the ground. Some of the bullets were even burnt red, as if they had been eroded by thousands of degrees of heat.

In the flames and waves, Yaen held his sword high and aimed at Qiyana who had landed like a dragonfly, with awe-inspiring fighting spirit.

"However, don't cry and beg for mercy then!"

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74: Please don't put your Opie in my hands, thank you! (indifferent face)

Amber stood blankly on the street, the breeze lifted the hair on her head, and she was a little dazed.

Generally speaking, as the secretary of the Archbishop of Destiny, Amber not only bears her responsibilities, but also shoulders tasks that originally did not belong to her.

For example, help a widowed old man who stayed in his room and played games for a whole month to deal with the piles of documents, and send the produced figures and game proposals to the studio to take care of the handover matters every once in a while. Category.

These are nothing, the most important thing is that sometimes my own church will go to the Far East branch to see his rebellious granddaughter—— Teresa Apocalypse.

It's fine to watch, but he still sneaked out without saying a word, without saying a word to her!

I still remember the time when Hu Po, who found out that his bishop was missing, directly activated the highest level alarm of the Mandate of Heaven. In an instant, the shrill alarm sounded across the entire sky, and the entire floating island was shrouded in a laser barrier capable of cutting metal. Every corner of the streets and alleys, even trash cans and sewers, were turned upside down by the combat units used to destroy the Houkai Beast.

It lasted until Otto quietly planned to sneak back, but was shocked to find that the secret passage dedicated to him had already been surrounded by three layers of combat units and was completely impenetrable!

The scene at that time was quite embarrassing. Otto even thought that his hometown had been invaded by some super hacker who turned out to be out of nowhere.

He didn't even understand what happened, but he was packed and tied tightly by this group of red-eyed mech troops, and then he was happily sent away in broad daylight in front of a group of Valkyries above his head.

That scene was so spectacular that the front page headline of the Destiny Daily took up the entire page the next day!

Impressively printed on the title is a line of flying dragons flying and phoenix dancing—【Shocked!The Unknown Hobby of the Archbishop of Destiny! 】

But now Amber felt that the scene from that year was about to repeat itself.

Because, her bishop has disappeared again!

[Requesting communication——]

[Requesting communication——]

[Requesting communication——]

The eyes under the amber goggles focused on the communicator, with a slightly nervous expression.

However, after half a day, there was still no response from the communicator, and all the communication requests seemed to have disappeared without a sound, and there was no longer a wave of shock.

A big question mark appeared in her head, she really couldn't figure out where her bishop would go at this time.

Is it really okay to just throw my son into the reception hall and leave it alone?

—This is really strange!

Amber looked at the mechas passing by her, and suddenly reached out to stop one of them.

"Please wait."

The mech seemed to have received the instruction, the signal light above its head flickered for a moment, and then turned around.

"Excuse me, have you seen my bishop?"

Amber asked politely: "Blonde hair, green eyes, looks a bit unserious."

The lights in the mech's eyes flickered, as if it was receiving Amber's words, but then it shook its head.

"excuse me."

Amber turned around and continued to search for the lost Bishop Otto.

"Excuse me, has anyone seen my bishop?"

"Excuse me, has anyone seen my bishop..."

Along the way, she asked the God Machine Baldr, Heimdall, and even the self-destructive spider.

It's a pity that none of the mechs saw it.

But this is not nothing, at least Amber has made one point clear - His Excellency Bishop is likely still in this area.

She sighed silently, feeling a little tired for no reason.

As the archbishop of destiny, this person is too irresponsible.

boom--!

At this moment, a huge roar came from a distance, and it spread in all directions along with the frantic gale.

Amber froze for a moment, turned her head subconsciously, and her braid was twisted by the gust of wind blowing towards her face.

She put her hands in front of her face, looked through the goggles, and saw that in the reception hall where Ian was waiting, there was an endless booming sound, like a thousand cannons.

Listening with straight ears, you can still vaguely hear the fierce scream of steel colliding, mixed with the burning and twisting feeling of the surrounding air visible to the naked eye.

what happened?How does it feel like someone is setting fire and fighting inside?

Amber was obviously stunned, thinking that this is really a wave of ups and downs, and before there is any news from her bishop, something went wrong there again.

She is so difficult.

For the time being, Amber didn't care about the bishop who didn't know where he was going. After all, this person is used to slipping away as he pleases, and it's unlikely that anything will happen.

But if we don't stop here, I'm afraid the living room will be demolished!

She turned around and ran back to the trembling reception hall.

"Don't fight anymore, you don't fight anymore!"

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The roar of the collision of guns and swords resounded throughout the hall.

In the void, two lightning-fast afterimages criss-crossed and criss-crossed, bursting out with intense flames, as if iron and stone were rubbing against each other violently.

The reception hall had already triggered the fire alarm due to the scorching heat, and the rainwater pouring down from the ceiling dome quickly vaporized in the blazing heat wave, turning into a thick white mist that diffused around the two of them, blurring their vision.

Chong——!

Amidst the piercing sound like metal cracking, an afterimage fell on the ground like a meteor, smashing out a huge deep pit and causing gravel to splash.

Then there was the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground, and the slender back, as awe-inspiring as a Valkyrie, was so proud, it was like a snow lotus flower that was too cold on a high place.

Qiyana turned around gracefully, her soft white hair flung out wavy arcs, she narrowed her eyes and stared at the figure rising from the deep pit surrounded by mist, her face expressionless.

"You have brute strength and excellent physical fitness, but your control of the Houkai energy is not as good as that of a B-rank Valkyrie." Her faint voice sounded, even after hundreds of rounds of fighting just now, her Breathing is still steady: "Just from the battle just now, you have wasted about one-third of the Houkai energy, and the remaining two-thirds, you just poured it out whole. It's just messing around."

Yan supported his body with the sword and rubbed his chest, which seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. The intense pain stimulated the nerves, and his whole body was aching.

As a rookie on the battlefield, even though he looked majestic in the battle in Florence, to put it bluntly, he came out of it by relying on his reckless madness.

Whether it's destroying groups of Honkai beasts, or fighting against space-based kinetic energy weapons alone, he almost rushes forward with extreme violence.

There are no fancy fighting moves, nor sophisticated fighting skills, but simply relying on the incomparably huge Honkai energy sea in his body to forcibly offset the destructive kinetic energy of the stick of God, and finally shattered it with a bang.

It is also thanks to his god-killing armor + stigmata awakening + super-changing factor + youthful vigor, otherwise he would have been lying in the Hall of Valor on the Floating Floating Island of Destiny, with the tombstone in front of him. It is full of colorful flowers.

Yan took a breath, but felt a little puzzled in his heart.

Even though he doesn't have any experience in fighting against others, he has enough confidence to win against any A-rank Valkyrie by virtue of his physical fitness and Houkai energy reserves, which are not inferior to those of the S-rank Valkyrie of Destiny .