Chapter 354
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In the atmosphere that was so solemn that it sent chills down one's spine, a group of fully armed troops suddenly walked out from the shadows. They walked with their heads held high, and they stood out from the crowd. They were like the apostles of God, and their holy white robes were spotless under the moonlight. Their disdainful aura was revealed with their every move.
The Saint Jay Society.
In the face of danger, they had stepped forward bravely.
Luo Ya was stunned when he saw the sudden appearance of the group. The girls who were on the verge of exploding stopped and turned around. Under everyone's gaze, Francis puffed out his chest and nodded in satisfaction. The arrogance and compassion that belonged to the apostles of God was revealed on his face.
The lost lambs would always show such a look when he appeared. It wasn't strange at all. After all, Francis also felt that their appearance was so sudden and unexpected, just like the precision and elegance of their swordsmanship.
Launching a surprise attack during a festival was a tactic that could catch the enemy off guard. And today's situation was even more suitable for him to take advantage of the situation.
Before he rushed over, Francis had carefully observed the situation and found that the capital of Abberville was unusually chaotic today. Not far away, a large-scale armed fight was going on. Judging from the nature of the curse power, it should be a conflict between the Holy See and the heretics. After a visual inspection, he also found the Lochet Gem Magic and suspected the Austin Empire's army.
When he saw this, he knew that the best opportunity had come.
Religious conflicts, national hatred, these were all conflicts that couldn't be resolved. Once a war started, it wouldn't stop until one side was completely defeated. And this was the situation that Francis liked the most.
Opportunities that could only be encountered by chance always came quietly, just like luck knocking on the door.
It had to be said that Luo Ya, as a blasphemous sinner, was indeed cunning. He actually used a certain method to conceal himself from many curses, including prophecy spells. However, this method of concealing his whereabouts also blocked his escape route, leaving him empty. m.
There were many forces that wanted to help him, but so what? Who else could find such a target other than them who had the Saint Envoy? And the facts proved this point.
One source-ranked Level 3 and three source-ranked Level 4. This was the defensive strength of the targets under the hammer of the God Spirit, unable to withstand a single blow.
Look, even he was trembling in fear.
Looking at the trembling black-haired young man in front of him, Francis, who was confident in his victory, revealed a proud smile. However, he didn't know that in Luo Ya's eyes, he was the real Saint Hero, the only designated savior.
What a group of cute people!
Looking at the familiar white robes and the members of the Saint Hero Society under the moonlight, Luo Ya felt his eyes welling up. He looked at the girls around him, and noticed that Nuo Aier and the others were naturally vigilant.
"This group of people …"
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