After leaving the beach, the first thing Lamias did was to call the dean of the Religious Order, who was also a spy in the university.
Behind her, in a car, a man and a woman were already naked and unconscious in the backseat … While looking at the dean's phone number on the ledger, Lamias pressed the numbers on the screen.
"Who is it?"
"It's me."
"Why is it an unknown number?" The dean was surprised.
Lamias found a random excuse to deal with it … The main reason she called the dean was to determine if he was worth the order from the Religious Order to capture her.
After a short conversation, Lamias was almost certain that the dean didn't know about this … It seemed that Katarina's plan to sacrifice her was also secretly carried out.
— As expected, even if they compromised, they still needed to calm the emotions of the Old Faction members.
Lamias sneered in her heart. She was already disappointed in the Black Order, and now she hoped that there would be a conflict between the Old Faction and the New Faction within the Religious Order, leading to internal strife.
But with the pressure from the Angels of the Holy Church, this idea would probably not come to fruition for a long time … Back to the conversation with the dean. "I need to use a weapon."
"When?"
"As soon as possible."
"Wait for me at 78 Third Street in half an hour."
Lamias could even hear the sound of the dean getting dressed on the other end of the phone … After Lamias hung up the phone, she threw it back into the car. Then, she carried a black suitcase, got on her motorcycle, and drove to the designated location.
The suitcase contained the [Reverse Cross of Fear]. This armor's folding limit was about the same as a regular office suitcase, but it was not comparable to the Religious Order's greatest masterpiece, the [God-Slaying Armor]. Naturally, it was much less portable … and it also needed to be recharged.
Although she managed to peel off the [Reverse Cross of Fear] from the six combat nuns, she had already broken off relations with Katarina, and obviously would not be able to get any replenishment from the Religious Order in the future.
There was a temporary weapons and equipment warehouse in the town, which had always been taken care of by the discipline director. Lamias planned to loot the warehouse tonight to store some supplies for the future.
Father Stella was not necessarily reliable. In order to survive in this upcoming chaotic world, he must have some means to protect himself.
…
Half an hour passed quickly.
The operation started in the evening, and now, it was exactly midnight … In front of the door of Building 78 on the third street, a figure in a trench coat was already waiting.
After a beautiful fall, Lamias stopped in front of the discipline director.
"Are there any special operations tonight?" the dean asked as he opened the door.
However, Lamias said, "You've been lurking outside for more than ten years. Have you ever thought about leaving your current position and transferring back to the headquarters?"
He didn't know why Lamias suddenly asked such a question. He frowned and said, "When it's time to transfer me back, the headquarters will naturally transfer me back."
"With your personality, it's not suitable to be in the headquarters." Lamias shook her head.
The discipline director opened his mouth and was about to say something, but he only felt something hit the back of his neck. Then, his vision turned black, and he fell to the ground.
Lamias took a pen and paper, casually wrote a group of bank account numbers and secrets on it, and finally a line of words. After that, she stuffed it into the discipline director's pocket. Then, she took the key, opened the secret door, and went directly into the underground of the house.
At this time, the entire arsenal was placed in front of Lamias … The outermost was obviously the conventional firearms — the stock was enough to support a large-scale terrorist attack.
However, in the face of the [Inhuman] power, such conventional weapons were obviously useless.
"Found it, the π type 2 battery …" Lamias was a little surprised, "The harvest is not bad."
In addition to the backup battery, there were also some parts that could be used to repair the armor and a set of equipment for modification …
Looking at the six sets of [Inverse Cross of Fear], the parts in the warehouse, and the reverse holy relics on her body, a crazy idea suddenly appeared in Lamias's mind.
…
…
On the street, two descending angels were walking in the direction of the church. The carrier they used this time was a man and a woman specially prepared by the Holy Church. Their original physical quality was already outstanding among humans, and their appearance was also very perfect.
The aura of the angels was naturally different from that of ordinary people. Coupled with the high-quality shell, it was easy to attract the attention of passersby — those who had just returned from the bar.
However, the aura of the two angels was too obvious, so they didn't encounter any human who came forward to harass them.
"No matter what era it is, there will always be such degenerate people." The male descending angel shook his head at this time, "This era needs the purification of the holy light."
The female descending angel didn't pay attention to her companion. At this time, she just looked at the two figures coming toward her — they were two men who seemed to have a lot on their minds.
They didn't seem to notice that a pair of eyes was watching them. They were just talking in a low voice.
"Sir Dagonit left in such a hurry. What happened?"
"How would I know? Just now, the headquarters only gave us a temporary evacuation order. "
"The knight organization, in its own territory, has to give in to the Holy Church … This is really!"
The two men were Knight Muffin and Knight Wickidall, who were stationed in the town. Since the clown Dagonit left in a hurry, the two of them were confused and didn't know what to do next … Until just now, they received a direct order from Mr. Gareth from the headquarters of the knight organization in Misty City.
"Yes, the knight organization is really unstable now …" Muffin shook her head with a bitter smile, "It wasn't like this before. I heard that a hundred years ago, when Mr. Ferrell was still here, the Paladins of the Holy Church had to give in wherever the Knights of the Round Table went. How majestic that was!"
At this time, a voice came.
"Really? Is this Mr. Ferrell really that powerful? I wonder if the two of you can tell me more about this Mr. Ferrell? "
Muffin and Wickidall were stunned … They didn't feel anyone approaching. When they turned around, they saw a man and a woman standing behind them. They were handsome and had an unusual temperament.
"Who are you?" The two knights instantly became alert.
The male descending angel glanced at the female descending angel and revealed a sunny smile. "Us? Didn't the two of you just mention where we came from? "
"You are from the Holy Church?" Muffin quickly glanced at Wickidall and frowned, "What do you want to do?"
The male angel chuckled and said calmly, "We just want to know how powerful this Mr. Ferrell you are talking about is."
As he said this, he reached out his hand and opened his five fingers.
Muffin and Wickidall only felt a sense of suffocation. Their muscles tightened, but before they could resist, they were sucked to the other party by an invisible force.
"Memory reading."
The male angel reached out and grabbed Muffin's forehead … The female angel saw this and shook her head helplessly, but she could only grab Wickidall's head.
She couldn't wait for the male angel to read it and then spend time explaining it to her … If they read it together, the efficiency would be higher.
The two opponents were just mortals with some strength. Although they were only two-winged angels, they had always been fighting under the banner of Archangel Michael. Their strength was far beyond those of the same level, and they were not inferior to ordinary four-winged angels. It was too easy for them to read the memories of two ordinary people.
A few minutes later, Muffin and Wickidall fell to the ground like mud and fainted.
The male angel frowned, "What's going on? This Muffin guy is telling the truth … Is there really such a guy called Ferrell?"
The female angel muttered, "This Wickidall has some information about the [Hundred Years War] in his memory, but it's very little … It's probably because his position isn't high, so he doesn't have much contact."
"It's the same on my side." The male angel thought for a while and said, "The war a hundred years ago caused the entire transcendent world to decline … Why didn't the Pope mention this?"
"This Pope seems to be hiding something from us …" The female angel finally frowned, "About this Ferrell, if the legend they know is true, then Ferrell might have the ability to threaten us angels."
"A sub-world is so big. It's not strange for one or two powerhouses to reach the limit to appear occasionally." The male angel shook his head, "But such a powerful individual actually didn't appear in the Holy Church … How useless. The church of this sub-world is suppressed by a power inheritor who destroyed the Celtic divine system."
"This matter needs to be reported to Lord Hamaliel," the female angel said after thinking for a while.
"There's no hurry." The male angel said, "Since we're here, let's take the holy relic and the traitor priest away first. We'll go back and report to Lord Hamaliel. Otherwise, it'll be a waste of time to come and go. "
The female angel thought the same and nodded. Then, a pair of light wings spread out from her back and she soared into the sky … The same was true for the male angel.
After all, they were the exploration army of Kingdom of Heaven, exploring the infinite sub-worlds. They had long developed a swift and decisive style. Sometimes, they could even be said to be unscrupulous.
As for displaying extraordinary power and causing a shock to the world … Not to mention that Lord Hamaliel probably had the intention of letting the Holy Church take control of the world by triggering an extraordinary war, just the fact that they had followed Archangel Michael to conquer the world showed how many sub-worlds they had fought against the Will of the World.
The exploration army of Kingdom of Heaven didn't blindly fight against the Will of the World of the various sub-worlds. Through continuous exploration, Kingdom of Heaven had long developed a set of methods to deal with the Will of the World.
Different sub-worlds had different mainstream. As long as they followed the mainstream of the Will of the World and stole the role of the protagonist appointed by the Will of the World, they could still achieve the goal of exploring a new sub-world.
"Mama, look! There's an angel! "
"Go to sleep, my good baby. Mama will tell you a scary bedtime story … Eh, there's really an angel?"
Although it was late at night, more than one or two people saw angels.
…
…
On the desk, a piece of white paper with a hand-drawn [Circle] was laid flat … On the white paper, along with the activation of [Structural Alchemy], a ball of liquid emitting a metallic luster was constantly changing.
This was the shape of a metal handicraft after completely decomposing it with the ability of [Sphere] … Boss Luo was using this metal liquid to pinch some small toys with interest.
At this moment, within this room, the rules of [Alchemy] were allowed to be used … Outside the room, naturally, everything was normal.
This was just a small game used to pass time. Boss Luo naturally wouldn't waste time. However, he wrote the rules of [Circle] into Arraia's system.
"An ability that ordinary people can also master …" A glimmer of light flashed in Boss Luo's eyes. "Analyze, understand, and create … As long as the elemental composition of the human body is clear …"
In theory, the elements of an animal's body could be completely decomposed and finally combined … to create a living human body.
Boss Luo suddenly fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, a pair of soft hands were placed on his shoulders, kneading just right … Boss Luo opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Is it done … the third server."
"There's no trouble, it's very smooth." Miss Maid's hands moved up a little, and the kneading position moved from the shoulders to the back of Boss Luo's ears. "Next, find a Black Soul to supervise, then the third server can be officially activated."
At this moment, Luoqiu shook his head.
"Master?"
Luoqiu said softly, "I don't know when it started, but this business seems to be getting bigger and bigger …"
After all, when Boss Luo just took over the shop, he was only doing some small businesses under the guidance of Miss Maid.
But Miss Maid didn't think so … Big?
This is just the beginning, my master.
She knew in her heart that the previous shop owner did business from one world to another, relying on the Critical Door and the continuous production of Black Souls.
But the [Master God Plan] … was a business that customers would come to, so the meaning of the existence of Black Soul Envoys was reduced to the minimum.
"What's this?" Miss Maid pointed at the changing liquid metal ball on the table.
Boss Luo pulled out his thoughts from the business in his hands, and answered with a smile, "A kind of alchemy of other worlds … If you have enough knowledge, you can even refine a human body."
"Human body." Miss Maid's eyes lit up, "Isn't this …"
Boss Luo nodded and said, "Do you remember that world civilization was destroyed because of the creation of [Artificial Soul]? [Artificial Soul] and [Refine a Human Body], I don't know what will happen when they are combined … "
The ultimate forbidden zone of life.
Creating humans!
The altar could easily create humans as long as there were enough sacrifices — Anything was not a problem for the altar … Its existence itself was like an impossible thing.
Humans, on the other hand, were intelligent creatures. Slowly, step by step, they turned the impossible into possible.
At this moment, Miss Maid, who was still calculating and deducing about [Artificial Soul] and [Refine a Human Body], heard Boss Luo's words.
He said, "Do you think that when all the intelligent creatures make all the impossible things possible … at the end of time and space, they have already … become what we are now?"
Maybe …
Miss Maid was shocked … This was a point of view that she had never thought of before.
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