I Am A Priest In The Otherworld - Chapter 305

Although there are too many slots in acting, but successfully deceived Visa’s remnant side, not only is there no doubt, it is more like a big victory, and happy.

It seems that they won by themselves.

And Youlan’s position in their eyes is getting higher and higher, being treated as a super thigh, firmly hugged, and piled up all the belongings that she can collect in the small villa.

Youlan did not live up to their expectations, and made two more shots in a row, defeating the Miya sect, losing its helmet and armor, defeating the army, and gave way to three blocks one after another, killing people from place to place.

Even their leader, the guy who claimed to be Atanis was not the opponent of the mysterious witch. He was beaten to crying father and mother, spurting blood, blood flowing like a column.

The Visage people have regarded Youlan as their savior, and they speculated that she was actually an angel under Visa, who came down to save themselves and restore the situation.

The only pity is that the mysterious witch seems a bit lazy and doesn’t take many shots. There are too many people in this Miya sect. They are not all dead. They were killed by the witch for a funeral class, and they will run tomorrow. Go to the north of the city to beat up the cultists.

Gallo continuously probed the situation through the small magic puppet provided by Mad, and controlled the situation in the city.

He could even hear the conversations of the senior leaders of Visa.

“Since this witch is the angel under my lord, should we do something more? Use his power to regain other cities?”

“Do you dare to bother that adult with these trivial matters? Didn’t he say it? He has a more important task, so you can’t bother!”

“Should we build a temple for him? Enshrine it?”

“But no one knows his appearance? It must be…very…beautiful?”

These conversations were all heard by a small sparrow-shaped magic puppet, and Gallo couldn’t help laughing.

In this way, the time is ripe…

So in the early morning three days later, a beam of light fell on the eastern part of Yanan City, and a golden long sword accompanied the beam of light, slowly falling from the sky.

The long sword exudes a powerful and deadly aura, with a pressure that makes people unable to look directly at it, and makes people want to worship it.

Even people with no common sense of religion can see the extraordinary of this long sword, and the way it descends is in line with the gods’ imagination of giving the artifact.

Obviously, the Miya sect is not satisfied with the situation in Yanan City, and has invited the artifact to solve the mysterious witch once and for all.

The mysterious witch also walked out of her room, looking up at the divine sword, her body exuding an extremely solemn breath.

She said very rare:

“Stay back…”

The Visayas hurried back and gave up a large block.

A fierce battle is inevitable.

The divine sword was finally given to a heroic and upright Paladin. He was wearing a stern silver armor, covering his face, knelt on one knee, and caught the long sword.

Then he held a long sword and slew in the direction of the witch.

A fierce battle unfolded immediately. The two sides fought with sand and rocks, the sun and the moon were dark, and the battlefield was obscured by black fog. Only the aftermath of the power when the two sides met each other destroyed several blocks nearby.

From time to time, I could see huge crows, and the phantoms of angels fought fiercely in the air, hitting chicken feathers.

The people in Yanan almost knelt and watched this life and death struggle.

No one dared to approach, and no one dared to look directly at the battlefield covered by black fog, as if being blinded by a dog’s eyes.

People can only imagine what a tragic situation there is in their minds. It is the strong man of the Miya sect holding a magic sword and piercing the mysterious witch in the chest? Or is the mysterious witch riding on the opponent’s waist and strangling his neck desperately?

Or is it that the two of them stood still, and the phantom condensed only by strength fisted frantically there?

In short, the level is too high to imagine.

And the result of this fierce battle is also difficult to speculate. At present, it seems that the witch has the advantage? The black mist has not dissipated, indicating that she should still be in control of the battle.

But the other party is holding a real artifact, and there is probably some trick to comeback.

On the side of Visaya’s remnant, naturally hoped that the witch would win. If she lost, her side could basically surrender.

The cultists of Eas hope to kill both sides and let them profit.

As for the two sides who are really at war, they are still thinking about more important issues at this time.

“Do you really want to fight like this till night?”

Youlan was holding a biscuit in her hand, eating it like a little squirrel, and couldn’t help but admire:

“This cookie is so delicious!”

“This is what the old bishop knows that we are working hard today, and he did it specially.”

Gallo said next to her, still teasing a little cat in his arms.

The little milk cat held one of his fingers with his little furry paws and licked it gently, trying to sell cuteness to the owner to relieve boredom.

Youlan was still a little flustered, and asked:

“But can we really fool Visa? He is a true god!”

Gallo smiled indifferently, stood up, and handed the little milk cat to Youlan to play with.

“Don’t think of the true **** too clever.”

As he said, he stretched out his hand and waved it randomly at a distance, creating a holy flame, spraying it out, and burning the surrounding houses.

At the same time, he shouted a few loudly:

“Ahhhhh! You witch! You are so vicious! Watch me burn you to death!”

Youlan also quickly cooperated and shouted:

“Uh! Ahhhhh!”

Then, Gallo sat back where he was, snatched the little milk cat back, and continued:

“This time I should be able to pack up Visa before the Winter Festival.”

“But Eas has some trouble, this guy is much more cunning than Visa, and the hiding place is smart.”

Visa is hiding in his own kingdom of God, which is equivalent to an ordinary small cave in Gallo’s eyes. No matter how tossing it, even if it collapses, it’s just Visa himself.

So Gallo can deceive Visa by offering sacrifices and directly destroy his kingdom of God, leaving him invisible.

But Eas is different. He hides in the seal of the righteous god, which is equivalent to a prison for the evil god. I don’t know how many evil gods are still alive. Gallo certainly can’t collapse the entire prison. That would lead to Very big trouble.

So until his strength is fully restored, he has nothing to do with Eas for the time being.

He can only stay for a while.

But Visa must be resolved before the Winter Festival, he only has three days left.

When Youlan heard Gallo mentioning the Winter Festival, she blinked her eyes quickly, moved towards him, and asked in a low voice:

“During the winter festival, should we… or should we be together…”

Seeing her seemingly hesitant to speak, Gallo asked back:

“Huh? What together?”

Woo… This guy, how can a girl say this kind of thing!

Youlan was so wronged that she wanted to bite Gallo.

She must not dare to say it herself, not shy or arrogant.

Just afraid of being rejected…

No way, she had to change her rhetoric:

“Then… are you free on the day of the Winter Festival?”

Gallo thought for a while and replied seriously:

“Should… be busy?”

He was really busy. The Winter Festival was an important festival to welcome the New Year. He had to preside over a lot of religious activities, and he had to stare at the sub-mines in Yanan City, and the foolish snowman was relatively secondary.

Youlan was so angry that she couldn’t bear it anymore, and she really bit his arm.

Gallo let out a sad scream:

“Ah!!! You poisonous woman! You squirt with blood!”

Youlan was angry and funny, she couldn’t help but relax a little bit, and lightly licked the bitten place, making Gallo a little itchy.

The two of them kept tossing until it was getting dark before entering the next step of the plan.

This earth-shaking fierce battle finally ended. As the black fog gradually dissipated, the final winner, the mysterious witch, limped out slowly.

The place where the two people fought before has been completely razed to the ground. The originally neat buildings have been turned into pieces of rubble, and the ground is full of large and small pits and devastated.

Since it was the witch who came out, it naturally showed that she had the last laugh, and the strong man of Miya and the divine sword disappeared, and it should have been destroyed in the battle.

But the witch herself was obviously seriously injured. There were large and small wounds all over her body. The terrible demon that was next to her disappeared. It seems that she should have been purified in the battle, right?

The witch was obviously at the end of the crossbow. Every time she moved, she had to take a breath, dripping the blood of the big beach from the wound.

She couldn’t go far, and finally couldn’t hold it, she put her hands on her chest, and fell heavily.

At this time, the people around noticed that there was a broken sword dangling in front of her chest.

In the end, the witch died, and the body turned into a large group of crows, croaking and fleeing.

The last thing left on the scene was the broken sword that had lost its strength, which was hurriedly picked up by the Visayas and sent back.

After a while, the broken sword was sent into the room of the chief priest of Borg and placed in front of the two chief priests and a centurion.

“This is a genuine artifact fragment! Even though it has lost its power, it is still full of mystery…”

The chief priest of Borg whispered, trying to reach out and touch the hilt of the sword, but when he reached half of his hand, he quickly retracted.

“What should we do with this thing?”

The chief priest of Rose frowned and asked.

This thing looks very hot to him.

It is indeed a fragment of a real artifact, even if it is just a fragment, it is an extremely precious treasure.

But I don’t use it at all, and it doesn’t help the current situation. Maybe it will get you into fire, attracting crazy revenge from the Miya sect or the coveting of the Eas cultists.

They have now lost the protection of that powerful witch, and in an instant they have become the weakest force in the city.

Even knowing that this kind of artifact fragment is very precious, it can’t keep it.

But they were really reluctant to give them away, and they fell into a very embarrassing situation.

Just when everyone was frowning, the Angus Centurion on the side suddenly suggested:

“Maybe we should sacrifice it to our lord?”

The two chief priests couldn’t help but stunned, their eyes suddenly flashed.

There is no doubt that this is a great proposal.

They have been carrying out various sacrifices and prayers before, hoping that Visa can respond as soon as possible and solve the crisis of the religious state.

But Visa seemed to be dead and did not respond.

It may be that he is really busy, or it may be that the sacrifice is not heavy enough.

In short, it is impossible for Visa to abandon them. It is absolutely impossible. No one would believe it.

But right now, this broken sword is obviously an excellent sacrifice, a hard-won treasure, should it please Visa?

If this doesn’t work, then there is really no way to survive, and one’s thigh has been broken.

Speaking of which, what did the venerable look for when he came to the city? Visa remnants haven’t guessed why so far.

I just guessed that she also wanted to take advantage of the chaotic situation to come and establish a sect, right?

It’s just that the Miya sect suddenly emerged and disrupted her plans and deployment?

This is the most reasonable reason they can think of.

All in all, this broken sword is their last straw, and waiting for Visa to reach out is their only hope.

So the three people hurriedly assembled their staff to make preparations for the sacrifice.

According to Visa’s teachings, sacrifices must be made at the deepest moments of the night, because Visa is the **** in charge of darkness. At that time, the probability of offering sacrifices is the greatest.

As for other specifications, they are not clearly stipulated in the doctrine. In theory, they are a little bit crude. Should it be fine?

It is not that they want to be simple, but that the situation is urgent and time is limited, and there is no time for more preparations.

If you can’t finish the sacrifice tonight and wait for a response, it is likely that tomorrow morning, the damned choir will rush to the door to sing funeral songs.

At this time, Visa was shrinking in his own kingdom of God, as if nap.

His appearance looked like a middle-aged man wearing a black cloak, his temperament was decadent, he didn’t have the spirit of a **** at all, his eyes were tightly closed, and his brows twitched from time to time.

This is of course not his true appearance, his real body is not a human form, this image is just a disguise.

But even in disguise, it can be seen that he is in a very bad mood now, in a state of panic and fear, and is very afraid that someone will rush in to check the water meter.

And his ears are still ringing chaotic prayers, which are the prayers of believers.

He will not respond, nor can he respond.

But in the midst of a prayer, he suddenly heard a different voice.

A sacrifice? This sacrifice…

Something special?

Visa opened his eyes suddenly, flashes of cold light in his eyes.

He smelled an unusual smell on this sacrifice.

The smell of authority!