Chapter 419

"Is this really the British Isles? It's a bit different from three thousand years ago. "

Looking up at the dark night sky, Ichiro Kenike sighed. "Quan Ge, when was the last time you saw a sky where you can't even see the stars, the moon, or the sun?"

"Not long ago, in London, it was the capital of fog." Wang Quan didn't care too much. "But now the sky is pure darkness. Someone must have covered the sky, maybe they don't want to be seen by the outside world."

He then asked Noriar in the same body, "Who is the god they believe in here?"

"The God of the Night. The Dark Night Furnace believes in the God of the Night."

"The God of the Night …" Wang Quan pointed to the sky. "Are you referring to that?"

Ichiro Kenike looked up, but could only see a huge silhouette.

Noriar didn't see anything either.

"Quan Ge, what is that?" Ichiro Kenike had a bad feeling.

"When I was in London, I saw an industrial angel in the sky. Its whole body was made of black bones and dripping oil. There were horns on its skull, and its wings were smog. At that time, the angel was about a few hundred meters tall, and it quietly hung in the sky above London. "

Wang Quan pointed to the sky. "The darkness you see now is actually the angel's wings. Its wings cover the entire sky."

But although the angel was high in the sky, it surprisingly didn't grow much.

Three thousand years ago, it was about five hundred meters in size. Now, it looked only about seven hundred meters.

It was only after Wang Quan left that the pollution continued for a few decades before it was brought under control.

It seemed that Elizabeth did a good job, controlling London's smog during her reign.

"Quan Ge, we're not going to fight that angel, are we? I can't beat it … "Ichiro Kenike wasn't sure." Why don't we circle around it? "

"Circle, my ass. The destination is over there." Wang Quan controlled Noriak to raise his hand and point southwest. "The angel has been pouring the black substance down. I can feel my body over there."

Ichiro Kenike: "…"

He sighed. "Quan Ge, can you still fight?"

"Let me try."

"Gulp …"

Noriar let out a muffled groan. Before he could even finish his sentence, his body had been completely taken over by Wang Quan.

Wang Quan moved his wrist, turned his neck, and opened his eyes, which flashed with scarlet.

Then he nodded. "Well, other than the extra fat on my chest, there's no other problem. Let me try. "

"Swish!"

Noriar's body instantly disappeared, and the next moment he appeared a hundred meters away.

This was not teleportation, but the speed of his body was too fast.

This wasn't teleportation, but his body was too fast.

As soon as he steadied himself, his legs gave way.

Wang Quan moved his ankle and found that it had been fractured.

Black and red mist circulated in his body, and his ankle quickly returned to normal.

"You can use it, but this body has a limit. If you exceed the limit, you'll get hurt. But I can heal it, it's not a big problem."

Ichiro Kenike was still worried. "Quan Ge, this isn't your body after all. It's not easy to use. Can you handle the angel?"

He immediately began to explain. "It's not that I don't believe you, it's mainly that this little girl's body isn't worthy of your strength, Quan Ge!"

"Sure. Your flattery may be stiff, but I like it."

Wang Quan waved. "Let's go. Finish it quickly. Once we're done, we'll retreat."

"Okay!"

…

"This is London after all."

Wang Quan and Ichiro Kenike stood in front of the ruins buried by the sandstorm, their expressions somewhat complicated.

In front of them was the collapsed Big Ben.

At this moment, only a small part of the clock was still exposed.

Wang Quan looked up at the 700-meter-long oil angel in the sky and its smoky wings that could cover the entire British Isles. He sighed. "This thing is quite big."

Ichiro Kenike stood by the side and looked up as well, but he didn't see anything.

"Brother Quan, can you really see an angel in this pitch-black darkness? I could still see its silhouette in the distance, but why can't I see anything now that it's in front of me? It's weird! "

Wang Quan curled his lips. "Nonsense. If you can see it, either you're not human, or you've already gone mad or begun to mutate."

Ichiro Kenike trembled and quickly retracted his gaze. "That exaggerated?"

"You can't look directly at a god, although this thing is at most half a mythical creature." Wang Quan looked around.

"Half what?" Ichiro Kenike couldn't hear the second half of the sentence, but he was very rational and didn't ask further. "Quan Ge, can you sense where your body is?"

"It's over there." Wang Quan raised his hand and pointed ahead.

The black substance that flowed down from the strange angel in the sky landed there.

Looking from this side, there was a church with a weather-beaten steeple that still stood erect.

Ichiro Kenike really did recognize the church. "Westminster Abbey?"

Then he began to explain to Wang Quan, "Quan Ge, this church is basically the most famous church in England. The British royal coronations, weddings, and state funerals are basically held here. The emperors of the past are basically buried here after they die."

Wang Quan narrowed his eyes. "That means … Elizabeth is also buried here."

Thinking of that innocent and silly girl, Wang Quan was a little dazed for a moment.

After all, she was a lively little girl not long ago.

Although she was suspected to be a rebellious daughter.

But perverts were also human.

All of a sudden, he heard that she died …

This feeling was quite similar to Zhang Sanfeng's lamenting, "But that was already a matter of a hundred years ago."

At this moment, Wang Quan suddenly began to understand the pain of the long-lived species.

But it was only for a moment.

"Let's go." Wang Quan took a step forward. "To find my spare parts. But it's really weird. Which son of a b * tch left my spare parts here?"

The group of mythical creatures that shattered him back then?

Speaking of which, if he was taken away back then, why didn't he see that group of mythical creatures when he returned?

Was it because his presence was too low?

That shouldn't be the case. After all, it was the other party who sealed him.

Unless … someone blocked their perception and those mythical creatures didn't know that he was back.

So why did they attack him back then?

He couldn't quite figure it out.

Anyway, a few minutes later, Wang Quan and Ichiro Kenike arrived at the entrance of Westminster Abbey.

The church did have traces of being eroded by time.

But at least it was quite intact.

It was the few armored knights standing at the entrance of the church …

They were no longer human.

Under the armor, they had already turned into living dead with ashen faces.

They should be the knights who guarded this place in the end.

Looking at the style of the armor … It was quite similar to the group of National Knights under Elizabeth back then.

So … Were they the last descendants of the National Knights?

Unfortunately, they had completely lost their minds and human form.

Wang Quan sighed, took out the Soul Breaking Axe and sent them all to their afterlife.

Then he pushed open the dusty door that had been sealed for countless years and entered the church.

Walking along the corridor to the end, there was a hall.

Entering the hall, Wang Quan looked forward.

The black substance poured down through the ceiling.

Directly below, there was a throne.

Wang Quan could feel that part of his body was under the throne.

And on the throne, there was a black-armored knight sitting there with a huge sword.

She had a head of pale blonde hair, pale skin, and closed eyes. She looked like she was asleep.

This person …

Wang Quan sighed slightly. "Elizabeth …"

Following his voice.

The person slowly opened her eyes. Under the eyelids were scarlet eyes.

At this moment, the pair of scarlet eyes were staring straight at Wang Quan.