This familiar face was still fresh in Wang Quan's memory.
Although ten years had passed, to Wang Quan, it was actually less than a month.
This guy was the mayor of Xuanzhong Town, also the preacher of the Inquisition of the Sect of Thanatos.
He had let him escape last time, but this time, he had to kill him.
Everyone knew that Wang Quan was a narrow-minded person, and narrow-minded people tended to hold grudges.
The mayor was a little confused. "Who are you?"
"How could you forget this?" Wang Quan clicked his tongue and started to give him a hint. "Ten years ago, Xuanzhong Town. Have you forgotten?"
When Wang Quan wanted to take revenge, he always had to let the other party know the reason.
Otherwise, it would not be easy to take revenge.
The mayor's expression changed. "The Cursed Child?!"
"It seems that you remember." Seeing that the mayor's expression was unpleasant, Wang Quan felt very happy.
He twirled the cane in his hand and said calmly, "Tell me, how do you want to die? I can try my best to satisfy you."
Under normal circumstances, he would not have said this. Instead, he would have taken action directly.
Hmm?
From the looks of it, Wang Quan might be more harmless than Wang Quan under normal circumstances after his brain was damaged?
The mayor, or rather, the preacher, was much more serious than before.
He knew how terrifying the Cursed Child and the Witch were. Otherwise, he would not have run away when he found something was wrong ten years ago.
Ten years later, the Cursed Child should have grown even more terrifying.
Fortunately, the Dusk Witch had been killed by the Frost Witch.
It would have been good to let them fight each other, but unfortunately … the Church of Thanatos still needed Yingjili.
As the Queen of Yingjili, the Frost Witch was also their partner.
He was not afraid of Wang Quan, because it was not his real body here.
Also, to him, heresy was more hateful than heathens.
The "modernists" in the church were the ones he wanted to eliminate.
Compared to the heresy, the Cursed Child could even be put aside.
Provided that they did not hinder him.
Now that he had enough sacrifices, he wanted to try to summon a god!
Fortunately, the preparatory work was done. He only needed to recite the last spell.
Without wasting time with Wang Quan, he opened his arms and shouted, "Hakuna Matata!"
Wang Quan was speechless.
Pumbaa and Timon?
There was really something wrong with this translator.
The originally dark and treacherous atmosphere instantly became harmonious because of this incantation.
But the next moment, Wang Quan could not be harmonious.
As the other party finished reciting the spell, Wang Quan could not control his body and flew into the air. Then, he was firmly attached to a stone pillar.
Then, Wang Quan felt a suction force. The strength of this suction force was only slightly weaker than Ah Jiu's and Luo Xiao's.
With this strength, Elizabeth was probably going to be sucked dry.
Wang Quan could not help but say, "You guys, stop slacking. Do something!"
"Oh."
The Knight of Death and the others responded. Then, they broke free from their restraints and jumped down.
The Horseman of the Dead also rescued Y'lisabet.
The Archbishop was speechless.
He was dumbfounded.
What was going on?
Why were these people able to resist his summoning spell?
As long as they were human, they should not be able to resist it.
Unless … they were not human!
But the next moment, the Archbishop was overjoyed!
Because there was another person tied to the stone pillar! And the energy that he produced alone was enough to complete the ritual!
He raised both of his hands and chanted louder and louder.
"Hakuna Matata! Hakuna Matata!!! Hakuna Matata!!! "
"Hmph!!!" Wang Quan screamed. "I'm going to be sucked in!"
Accompanied by a suction force that was stronger than the pliers and the furnace, all the liquid in Wang Quan's body was sucked dry. It gathered in mid-air to form a pattern that looked like an eye.
The next moment, Wang Quan disappeared.
The bloody pattern lit up with a scarlet light. Then, a crack that led to an unknown place appeared in the middle.
Then, a hand reached out from the crack.
Following that, a humanoid creature slowly crawled out and landed on the ground.
The preacher had already knelt down and bowed his head respectfully. "My father …"
"I'm sorry, I don't plan to have children right now."
After hearing the familiar male voice, the preacher was stunned.
He subconsciously raised his head and saw Wang Quan's smiling face.
"Aren't you the Summoning God?" Wang Quan scratched his face. "Then why did you summon me? Why didn't you say so earlier? If you did, I wouldn't have resisted. "
The preacher stared blankly at Wang Quan. It was obvious that his brain had gone haywire.
No, it was his brain that was working at full speed.
What's going on?
He clearly used the Summoning God incantation and the sacrifice was the Cursed Child.
Even if he could not summon God, he should have summoned a God's Agent or an angel or something.
Why did he summon the Cursed Child, who was a sacrifice?
No!
A distant memory surfaced in the preacher's mind and he suddenly remembered something!
Ten years ago, in Xuanzhong Town, when they summoned the God's Agent, that guy was summoned!
That guy was obviously in cahoots with the Cursed Child! Even in terms of status, he was below the Cursed Child!
Combined with today's situation …
Could it be?
Could it be?
How could it be!
How could the true body of the Cursed Child be a high-level angel?!
Or even … the incarnation of God in the human world?!
Impossible!
He could not accept it!
Slash —!
"Cough …"
Blood gushed out of his mouth along with his broken internal organs.
The preacher lowered his head slowly and saw that a cane had pierced through his chest and through his back.
Wang Quan withdrew his cane and shook off the blood on it. Then, he lowered his head and looked at the preacher condescendingly. His eyes were bloodshot. "Wash your neck clean. When I get to Rome, I'll kill all of you."
The preacher looked at Wang Quan in a daze. He opened his mouth and then his skin melted, revealing the corpse underneath.
He had returned to his original body. This body that he relied on could not hold on any longer.
Wang Quan looked at the corpse on the ground with its mouth wide open with a twisted expression. He looked at the corpse's empty eye sockets for a moment and sighed. "Rest in peace."
After a second of silence, Wang Quan turned around and realized that something was wrong.
Death Rider and the others did not say a word. Other than the Four Heavenly Kings (Shadow Blade was in Wang Quan's shadow), all the other deformed people knelt down on one knee.
Elizabeth looked at herself in a daze. Her legs were also trembling slightly. It looked like she could kneel down at any time.
"What's wrong? Is it because I'm too handsome that you can't control yourself? "
Wang Quan waved his hand, and the guys who were kneeling all stood up involuntarily.
Elizabeth: "…"
Her knees suddenly stiffened.
But as expected, Master Infino … was not an ordinary person.
She now believed in what Death Rider said more and more.
Master Infino was the incarnation of God who walked in the mortal world!
Otherwise, why would that guy summon Master Infino when he wanted to summon God?
His summoning incantation and magic circle offerings were not wrong!
What he summoned was indeed the incarnation of God!
Master Infino was God!
