Invincible priest, out of the courtroom

The sorcery left by me has already eliminated these priests, so there is no need to continue to pester them.

If you really messed with an angel, the official apostle of an upright god, it would be very difficult for a messenger who was not very good at fighting.

But just when it wanted to escape, it found that the surrounding light was getting brighter and brighter.

Before it could respond, it found that it had escaped from the hiding space at some point, and was in a court-like place.

The light here is abundant and bright, and the atmosphere here is holy and manor. Every ounce of air here makes the messenger feel extremely uncomfortable, and begins to tremble slightly involuntarily.

Then, eight majestic towering giant statues appeared in front of it, surrounding it.

The appearance of the statue is blurry, even if it is a messenger, it dare not look directly at it.

It wanted to escape, but found that at some point, it had lost control of its body.

He couldn't even speak, couldn't talk to himself, let alone ask his master for help.

Like a prisoner in a trial house, he can only quietly wait for the judgment to come.

It didn't take long to wait...

Immediately in front of it appeared a huge figure dressed in a gorgeous robe and a golden waistcoat, holding a huge black textbook in his hand.

The messenger felt that he was as small as an ant in front of him.

The scripture flipped by itself, listing the crimes it committed line by line.

Then, it heard the figure pronounce aloud in an extremely solemn tone:

"Verdict: Guilty!"

"Execution!"

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Hunting Saints: Chapter 317 314. Is this the magic of the Archbishop?

With the announcement of the final judgment, a dazzling and holy curtain of light descended from the sky, covering the messenger of Shanibutasha.

Under the illumination of the light curtain, its huge and ugly body quickly faded, collapsed, disintegrated, and finally dissipated, like dirt snow in the sun, or stains in a rainstorm.

And the eight majestic sculptures surrounding it, under the reflection of the light curtain, seem to be covered with a layer of holy and manor cloak, and are woven into the shape of wings by the light and shadow behind them, looking like eight descended from the world. The angels are judging the filth and evil in the world, making the scene of this trial look like divine punishment and sanctions descended from the supreme kingdom of God.

The slight fly in the ointment is that it lacks the accompaniment of melodious hymns, making this incomparably sacred and sublime scene only last for less than two seconds.

The light dissipated, the messenger disappeared, the sculpture gradually faded, and everything returned to calm.

The sorcery that attacked the airship from a distance was automatically dispelled, and the figures of the temples were gradually liberated from the enclosed abnormal space.

"Huh... so dangerous... is this the archbishop's magical technique? It's really... unbelievable, unheard of, amazing..."

Francis sighed with emotion in a low voice, and used three words in one breath to describe the shock in his heart.

"Is this really a divine technique that humans can perform? Even though I know the archbishop is a saint..."

Because he still maintained the disciplinary formation, his thoughts were instantly known to other teammates, and at the same time he 'heard' their emotions.

"Ah? Is this a divine technique? I thought it was a miracle..."

"It's true to refresh the three views. When I go back to the city, I have to buy some souvenirs to commemorate that I was lucky enough to witness this great magic."

"What a powerful divine technique! I want to learn it! If I had known that I would not have taken the route of knights, I should have become a priest!"

"Forget it? Although you have some talent in swordsmanship, I'm afraid the pastor is not suitable for an autistic phobic patient?"

Francis 'listened' for a while, then reached out and touched the pendant on his chest.

It has lost the power of [Holy Blessing], and it has turned back into an ordinary family carnival pendant, and it can be taken out to see the wife and children when there is nothing to do.

But Francis thought about it for a while, and carefully put the pendant close to his body, and never opened it again.

At the same time, I also decided to buy a valuable storage box and a high-end safe after returning to the city, and store the pendant in it as a family heirloom.

His idea was also unanimously recognized by other teammates, so he began to help him with the style of the storage box, or recommended the brand of the safe to him...

The speed of communication under the punishment formation is so efficient and convenient.

And because the pendant lost the power of [Blessing], Francis also lost the connection between Rorschach.

Yes, earlier, a certain connection that was difficult to explain with common sense was established between the two.

Probably when the two cardinals activated the religious relics and built the protective light curtain, Francis suddenly felt Rorschach's will coming from far away, conveying a simple message:

"Find it."

So Francis decisively led the team to attack and successfully locked the position of the messenger body.

And when he and his team members were trapped in that abnormal space, he felt an indescribable force descending on himself and his team members from far, far away.

It provided the team with a strong layer of shelter, so that everyone was not lost or mad in the abnormal space, and finally came out unscathed.

This power is not like a specific magic, but like some kind of blessing?Or gift?Or some other higher-level thing that Francis had trouble understanding?

Francis vaguely felt that, compared to the shocking magical technique at the end, it was this seemingly weak protection that was the real powerful method.

He didn't understand what it was exactly, and he didn't dare to ask, or think too much...

He then summoned his teammates to return to the airship to carry out the follow-up work.

With the complete fall of the messenger, the airship not only regained its power, but also found its direction and route again.

It's just... the small town that was close at hand, but mysteriously disappeared, and only a boundless wilderness can be seen in the field of vision, as well as the endless central mountain range in the distance.

That witch-occupied town wasn't there at all in the first place, it was a trap woven by the messenger from beginning to end, a trap created by using its weird and unpredictable space ability.

It plans to completely bury the main force of the Light of Justice in it...

And when the Light of Justice's team is in crisis, there will definitely be more distress messages or distress messages sent back to the City of Oracles "just right", attracting more support and rescue from the Orthodox forces, and then one after another fall into its trap.

Without the timely support of the archbishop, the consequences would be unimaginable. I don’t know how many clergymen will be buried to see through its tricks...

After disbanding the disciplinary formation, Francis thought about it with fear.

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And at the place where the plague witch's manor was really located, the two witches also learned the news from the messenger through their own means.

The two witches are in a showroom in the manor, which is filled with various paintings and sculptures, but all of them are the pictures and appearances of human beings distorted by pain, without the slightest artistic atmosphere, just weird and curiosity.

"A messenger of an evil god, even if he is not a genuine heir or apostle, but it is difficult for human beings to look up to. How could he fall like this?"

The Plague Witch's usual yin and yang tone has changed slightly, and there is an unconcealable shock in her tone.

It values ​​the courier, a powerful ally, very much...

But fortunately, it adjusted its mood in an instant, and returned to that rebellious look:

"Hehe~ It seems that it is just a piece of trash, just like you."

Julian, the Witch of Pain, would have ignored her words in normal times.

But this time, Julian was very serious and gave it a cold look.

"When the courier decides to do it himself, it is no longer a courier that just delivers news and offers advice, so it will lose its shelter, no longer [protect from harm], and then it will be caught by the other party's fatal flaw..."

"You really don't understand anything, you're stuck in this backwater, like a frog in a well, and you don't know anything about the outside world..."

Hunting Saints: Chapter 318 315. The most special combat experience

"Hehe... You, like a bereaved dog, are also qualified to say such things?"

The Plague Witch sneered back.

Julian has already looked away from the sisters, and said to himself:

"It's that angel, the angel that seriously injured me back then, only with such an existence can we deal with a messenger from the evil god; only with such an existence can we know how to seize the precious opportunity of the messenger..."

"Even though she is just an angel trapped in this world for some reason, she is still extremely beautiful and powerful, and the magic she displays is definitely beyond what you and I can resist..."

As if it suddenly turned into a good sister, it patiently said a few more words to its rebellious sister:

"But her power cannot be abused wantonly, and such an attack cannot be used multiple times. Our plan is still in progress..."

"The fall of the messenger helped us consume her power and created a precious opportunity."

As she spoke, she took out the mirror from her bosom again and took a look at it.

The beautified Jennifer in the inside is completely out of shape. The supposedly young and beautiful face is either cystic and festered, or has fallen off in pieces, exposing the already black bones inside.

But she can still vaguely see that faint, peaceful smile on her face, which looks extraordinarily pervasive...

"The sacrifice of a rare ally and the ceremony I prepared for you, we need you very much now."

As Julian said, he slammed the mirror to the ground.

The mirror was not broken, but permeated into the floor strangely and disappeared.

Then Julian turned to his plastic sister and said:

"The messenger said that we are going to look for [Heart of the Servant], [Blood of the Martyr], [Body of the Angel], and [Soul of the Saint]..."

"You completed the promotion after drinking that mouthful of poisonous blood, so you should look for [Blood of the Martyr]; and I passed..."

As she spoke, her body trembled suddenly, and her brows were tightly wrinkled, as if remembering a painful memory.

But it was only a short period of discomfort, and it recovered in an instant, and continued:

"It's up to me to find [Servant's Heart], and the third sister without a body is undoubtedly the best owner of [Angel's Body]..."

"As for the final [Soul of the Saint], I'm afraid we have to find clues about the fourth sister before considering it."

The Plague Witch expressed noncommittal to its arrangement and turned away without any response.

But it did not express any rejection or opposition...

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Although Julian misjudged the real mastermind who killed the messenger because of his previous psychological shadow, there is still one thing he guessed right——

It's really inconvenient to cast such a divine technique multiple times...

Luo Xia, who was kneeling in the basement, was opening his eyes. His golden pupils gradually faded and returned to their usual color.

He then let out a long breath of relief, and actually spit out bursts of water vapor from his mouth, as if boiling water in his body.

"Huh... the distance is really too far, even for me, I feel quite strenuous, maybe I have to wait until I recover the strength of the earth before I can use this divine technique correctly..."

While sighing with emotion in a low voice, he slowly stood up from the ground, and then lowered his head to look at the scriptures that had automatically fallen back into his hands.

The scripture is still open, it happens to be the divine art that he can't learn.

But just now, he used this magical technique by mistake...

It's probably that kind of thing. I probably felt that the atmosphere was in place, so I let go of my thoughts and used this magical technique just by feeling.

Let him do it again, I'm afraid it won't be possible.

Even now, he still doesn't understand what this magical technique is, what kind of effect it has, and how many levels it has.

I still only understand the name, but I understand it better than last time...

The name of this divine art is not exactly called [Praise God's Grace], this is not its full name.

Judging from today's actual experience and follow-up perception, its name should be called [Praise God's Grace,——]

The name behind this is like a fill-in-the-blank question, and Luo Xia needs to fill in the answer by himself to complete the name.

Like today's performance based on feeling, it should be called [Praise God, on behalf of our Lord, grant the pious asylum]

Probably the effect is that he can use the previous [consecrated] pendant to have some kind of connection with Francis, and probably know his location.

Compared with the location reported during the routine contact a few days ago, it has already gone to grandma's house. Those who didn't know it thought their navigator was Karanna...

In addition to the direction, Rorschach can also feel that the situation on his side seems to be not good?An incomparably evil and dangerous aura was enveloping them, and there was a hint of madness in it...

They seemed to be in danger and could be wiped out at any moment.