After going down the mountain, I have a love story to Marshal Cyclonus

"Cough cough!"

Carl coughed, and the ash seemed to be still spreading in his nasal cavity, and he choked out a big mouthful.

He didn't wait for the next order, but instead waited for the vibrating wall and the dusty wall.

Carl subconsciously touched his hair twice, and he was relieved after confirming that he didn't touch anything.

"What's going on, I thought there was an earthquake."

He looked at the serious-looking young man beside him, who saw his puzzled expression, but couldn't give an explanation.

Fu Yuanzhi thought.

The blow just now was just his vague guess, and it cannot be used as effective evidence.

but,

Even a vague guess is enough for him to prove something.

Fu Yuanzhi raised his head, the clock on the eighth floor shook slightly, and the small corner of the gray copper-colored clock was mostly blocked by the flying sculpture.

"...I have an idea." Fu Yuanzhi said and motioned for Karl to come over.

Carl raised his eyebrows and leaned into his ear, and smiled playfully after listening.

A few minutes later, the cardinal who had collapsed in the corner had already stood up unsteadily from the pile of collapsed ruins.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, black mist poured out of his brown-gray eyes, as if a sealed evil spirit crawled out of them.

The eyes of the poisonous snake stared at the half-open door, silently waiting for the appearance of the prey.

His power gradually awakened in his body, and the ruby ​​of the scepter emitted a scarlet light, which gradually evolved from a single spark to a huge bright light.

The bloody bishop murmured:

You see, before becoming a god, there are always some setbacks, but a god is a god after all.It is only because of the mercy of God that the lowly criminals can be redeemed and purified, and the lowly prisoners should prostrate at His feet and be baptized.

Especially the rude...

A figure flashed in the bishop's mind, and the thought of cursing suddenly froze in his heart. A trace of fear arose in his heart, and his thoughts immediately turned to another blond curly hair.

The bishop shook his head and left it behind. How could he be afraid of an ant? It must be an illusion.

Yes, absolutely.

The bishop consoled himself.

"squeak"

The rusty wooden door made an overwhelmed sound under the external force.

The blood-stained cardinal looked up from the dim tower.

The half door that had been closed for many years was pushed open, and large swaths of dazzling light poured in towards the dark and damp Leaning Tower of Pisa.

The boy who made him gnash his teeth stood in the light, as if he was a child favored by the gods, without any dirt or sin.

Ha, how is it possible! ?

The bishop laughed at his own thoughts, but there was no smile in his dark eyes.

"My dear child, as long as you repent earnestly, then I will never blame the past, and you can still be forgiven by God." The bishop's throat was broken, and the sound was like a dilapidated bellows. Throat shuttling, it sounds terrible.

A despicable believer lures the ascetics in the east.

This picture is really ridiculous.

However, the young man was very supportive, without any grievances, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was brighter than the sunshine behind him, "Then the confession process should be explained at least?"

The young man's question stunned the bishop for a moment, but ecstasy followed.

The Viper's smile turned so quickly it was sickeningly contorted.

"Of course, of course my child, your enlightenment makes me... God loves, my good child, God loves his child forever, so as long as you bow your head, kneel in front of the god statue, kiss his instep devoutly Tell him your crime, and you can ask for his forgiveness."

"Then where is the statue?" Fu Yuanzhi half leaned against the door frame and touched his face.

The bishop didn't notice his movement, even if he did, it didn't matter, the ruby ​​scepter was erected in the air, and the wide red robe was raised slightly.

Fu Yuanzhi unexpectedly saw a trace of kindness on the other party's face.

"God is omnipresent and omnipotent. He will land on the chosen messenger and walk in the church to help the lost world."

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Fu Yuanzhi's eyes: "You mean you are the messenger chosen by God?"

The bishop stretched out his arms, and his words contained pride and pride, "Yes, I am God!"

When all the cold breath came out of the tower, Fu Yuanzhi withdrew his finger and shook it, not buying it at all: "Oh."

The cardinal was choked by his understatement: "What's your attitude?!"

Fu Yuanzhi casually glanced at the time on the screen, and there were only 5 minutes left before the clock rang: "I didn't say anything."

"you……"

"Don't you want to repent, let's start quickly." Fu Yuanzhi interrupted him, and walked towards the bishop.

The cardinal was taken aback seeing his decisive steps, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

However, the boy stood in front of him in three or two steps, so close that he could touch the boy's fragile neck and the charming blood flowing under the skin with his hand.

The vibrant voice was so close that the cardinal was so thirsty. He had waited here for 13 years, and he was only short of such a living person that he could obtain eternal life and become a real god. How could he not be excited? !

The cardinal licked his dry lips and held the scepter in his hand: "Child, lower your head,"

Fu Yuanzhi lowered his head obediently, revealing a small section of fair skin, which exudes a faint halo under the dim light, which is shockingly beautiful.

The cardinal could even hear his voice trembling with excitement, "My child, repent! God is listening..." He clasped the scepter tightly, and the ruby ​​on it released light, and he managed to stabilize his breath.

Fu Yuanzhi's slender eyelashes drooped slightly: "God, if you really exist, I think you will be very happy with my next move." When Fu Yuanzhi said the word "God", a sneer flashed in his eyes, and no one saw it. To, "After all, I helped you clean up the corrupt villains."

The cardinal laughed wantonly, "What are you talking about, my dear child, your god is standing in front of you, as long as you fall into my arms, I can forget the past."

"Now, come to me, you bad boy."

He spoke gentle words, but he pronounced the words very hard. He held up the sharp tip of the scepter in his hand, and stabbed heavily at the boy's bent back.

The bishop could already predict that the opponent's blood would bloom in his scepter. This was using all the power he had accumulated, and he was absolutely dead with one blow.

However, the boy in front of him unhurriedly held the end of the laser cannon in his hand.

The bishop's eyes were sarcastic, laser cannons were useless in melee combat.

But Fu Yuanzhi didn't pull the trigger as he thought, but—he picked up Yinhe and smashed it at his hand, the beautiful sniper cannon was abruptly turned into a melee weapon by him.

The noble scepter fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The strength he used was just right, so that the opponent's wrist would not be separated, but the bones were broken and shattered, hanging limply by his side.

"you!"

Seeing the scepter fell to the ground, the bishop hurriedly bent down to grab it back, but Fu Yuanzhi's gun was pressed against the opponent's chest.

"Hey, don't worry." Fu Yuanzhi smiled, "I think it's pretty, why don't you let me play for a while."

The thin gun barrel pressed against his chest, but it was as heavy as a mace, firmly sealing the bishop's steps.

Wait, Mace? !

The cardinal's eyes widened.

Could it be?

"Ah, you've finally come to your senses." Fu Yuanzhi frowned, or rather, Karl frowned.

"It's me, the beautiful and murderous sweetheart." Carl smiled sweetly, but the movements of his hands were fierce and unequivocal.

Realizing that something was wrong, the cardinal's eyes sank, and he stood up and slammed into the muzzle of his gun, and the sharp spikes of the mace pierced into the flesh.

Karl took a step back, kicked the scepter on the ground with his toe, the scepter rose directly, and flew to the roof at an extremely fast speed.

The cardinal looked up and saw an extremely thin transparent silk thread tightly wrapped around the scepter, and the other end of the silk thread knew who it was without thinking.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, but Karl caught it with his backhand in the next second.The corners of the mouth were curled up on that bright face, but the eyes were horribly deep.

Carl: "Repent! God is listening..."

Now on the top of the building, the sunset glow mixed with smoke and powder has gradually been suppressed by black, leaving only the last lingering breath.

He tightened the silk thread in his hand, passed through the entrance of the seventh floor, and successfully got the scepter.

The golden scepter shone even if there was only a glimmer of light.The huge ruby ​​at the top is beautiful and moving, as if the blood is flowing slowly in it, it whispers its charm to the world, it is a symbol of rights, with it, you can have everything in the world.

There seems to be a seductive voice in my ear, as long as you drop the blood on the ruby, everything in the world will be his, money, beauty, power, and eternal life...

Fu Yuanzhi asked, "Can I have everything?"

"Of course, my boy, you can have everything you want."

The cardinal, who was suppressed by Carl, grinned. You see, the world is always easily tempted. If you are not tempted, it's just that you don't have enough chips.

"Come on, offer your blood!"

"So, can dripping blood improve my photography skills?" Fu Yuanzhi asked.

"What, what..." The voice obviously didn't expect his wish to be so insignificant, and it paused for a second.

"Tsk."

It was this sudden pause, and Fu Yuanzhi raised his scepter expressionlessly and struck the second bell violently.

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The bronze-colored bell was struck, making a deafening sound. Amid the whistling wind, the ruby ​​instantly shattered and broke away in the light, and the cold breath broke free from it, which was creepy.

That breath turned and swooped down.

Fu Yuanzhi looked down, and the distorted faces of countless ferocious heads and angry roars enveloped the cardinal.

"Ah ah ah ah ah"

Leaning Tower of Pisa Quest - hard mode, clear the level!

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