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Chapter 2138

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Bertrand woke up in a desolate temple.

What was strange was that the gigantic shadow hand was still holding onto his body … but the end of the arm had appeared out of thin air.

He struggled for a while, but found that he couldn't exert any strength … The shadowy palm was constantly absorbing the strength he exerted.

Mr. Bertrand stood up reluctantly and looked around the desolate temple.

In the darkness, pairs of violent eyes were looking at him. They were the weird frog-like guys.

Had he been dragged into the lair of this group of people?

How many of these guys are there?

They didn't feel like they were born naturally. They were more like man-made monsters. Mr. Bertrand couldn't help but frown. He seemed to have seen something similar somewhere before.

It wasn't exactly the same, but it felt similar.

"How can the style of this temple be …"

At this moment, a thick black fog gushed out from the ground of the temple. The black fog gathered in front of Bertrand as if it was about to form something. After a while, a figure appeared in front of Bertrand's eyes. It was a figure floating in the black fog.

It was the figure of a woman.

She … slowly turned around. Countless frog-men knelt on the ground and raised their hands as if they were worshipping her.

— — —

A large number of voices overlapped and turned into a huge sound wave. Under this huge sound wave, Bertrand even had a splitting headache.

He even knelt on the ground in pain.

He finally saw the appearance of the woman in the black fog clearly!

In an instant, a look of disbelief appeared on Bertrand's face, "You … It's you! [Morrigan]! This is impossible. Didn't you already … "

"It seems that my little fellows have brought me a good guest."

"You didn't die, and you even lurked in the Holy Light Kingdom …" Mr. Bertrand's face changed greatly, and he was about to say something.

But the woman in the black fog put her finger on her lips and signaled him to be quiet. Then, she smiled faintly, "Lurk? Angel … Back then, didn't the Kingdom of Heaven insist that I reincarnate here? I just 'woke up' by chance. "

"You are the Holy Angel of Bertrand." She slowly walked out of the black fog, her blood-red hair fluttering in the wind. "I remember your name now, Angel!"

In an instant, Bertrand seemed to have a flash of inspiration in his mind. He could not help but blurt out, "You're the one behind all of this? Why?! "

The red-haired woman chuckled. "Why? We just want to destroy that woman's [Freedom City] … Just like how you destroyed our God Kingdom and our God System. "

"Damn it, I won't let you get what you want!"

Bertrand instantly gritted his teeth, and a dazzling radiance suddenly burst out from his body … The flame-like radiance burned the shadow palms on his body.

"You're not good enough." The woman with long red hair waved her hand, and the black palm instantly extinguished the light on Mr. Bertrand's body.

"Why … why didn't you kill me?"

"How can that be? We're missing some witnesses." The red-haired woman said indifferently. "Just like how you made me watch everything get destroyed, I should at least do the same … Only then can I repay you."

With that said, a black cold air climbed up from under Mr. Bertrand's feet … The cold air quickly covered Bertrand, then condensed and finally sealed him in dark gray ice.

In the ice prison, Bertrand still had a panicked expression on his face.

The red-haired woman slowly raised her head and looked at the dim clouds in the sky.

This was a place outside the Seven Capitals; it was a sinful place with eternal darkness and no light. A large number of sinners who were struggling to survive were exiled here.

"Now … it's up to you, Lily!"

Rumble-!

Above the desolate temple, crazy lightning flashed chaotically in the air.





"It's here. Go in."

Hearing the cold voice of the security guard, the girl named Daphne nodded nervously. She slowly opened the door and walked into the next corridor.

She looked back and saw that the young security guard who didn't even tell her his name had already left … She could only see his back.

[Daphne] slowly exhaled. She hoped that tonight, she could fulfill the wish of Teacher Isabelle. However, she felt that she had been discovered.

The security guard looked at her as if he had seen through her … her identity.

"I won't be taken away and sent to the stake, right? Something like a Holy Maiden Ceremony."

[Daphne] couldn't help but smile bitterly. She walked alone in the empty corridor — she still felt a little nervous. She had a habit of hiding in the washroom when she was too nervous.

She always felt that a narrow space was good for calming down.

"This is for boys."

Suddenly, a soft voice sounded beside [Daphne].

[Daphne] froze and looked up subconsciously. She saw a young man with black hair and black eyes. She couldn't help but open her mouth subconsciously. "It's Luo … Ah, sorry, I was mistaken!"

"Do you know me?" The young man with black hair asked with a smile.

"So-sorry, I mistook you for someone else." [Daphne] quickly shook her head and rushed into the female washroom on the other side.



Boss Luo glanced at [Girl]'s panicked back and chuckled. Then, he casually walked into the male washroom on the other side.

In the washroom, a man was standing in front of the mirror … His hair was wet, and there were many water stains on his face. It was obvious that he had just washed his face.

However, he seemed to be in a daze and couldn't focus his eyes as if he was afraid of something. Even if someone walked in, he didn't notice.

"Mr. Norsta?" Boss Luo called out softly.

This startled the man, and he turned his head abruptly. "Wh-what's the matter … You are? Oh, right, you are the one just now … "

He remembered that this was the young judge brought in by Durand's assistant. However, he knew almost all the famous people in [Freedom City].

The appearance of such a young and unfamiliar judge would shock not only him, but also everyone else.

"Mr. Norsta, are you okay?" Boss Luo asked curiously, "You have been out for a while. Are you not feeling well? Maybe I can call the staff for you. "

"No … no, no." Norsta quickly shook his head. "I'm fine. I have to go out. Thank you for your kindness."

He hurriedly walked out of Boss Luo's side without saying anything … Boss Luo didn't mind and continued walking into the washroom.

The window at the end of the washroom was open. Boss Luo walked to the window and looked into the distance. Somewhere far away, there was a thick cloud of smoke rising into the air.

It wasn't the smoke from the paintballs released during the conference. Instead, it was more like the scene of a fire. However, it was indeed very far from the venue. It was almost at the edge of [Freedom City].

That Mr. Norsta must have been standing here and looking outside just now.

Boss Luo stood there thoughtfully for a while and then left the washroom.

When he left, he took out a [Under Repair] sign from the tool room and hung it in front of the female washroom.

"How about taking a walk over there?" Boss Luo looked at the other side of the corridor and smiled.

That was the direction where the girl [Daphne] came from.





Lowering the brim of the security guard's hat, Saint Angel Bertrand slowly walked through the corridor.

In front of a room in the corridor, several guards were standing upright at this time … When Bertrand walked over, the eyes of several guards were locked on him almost at the same time.

Bertrand nodded at the guards. After showing a kind smile, he continued to walk forward … It wasn't until he completely left that the guards withdrew their gazes.

This room was where the managers of the 7 Capitals gathered, and it was heavily guarded.

After leaving the corridor on this floor, Bertrand quickly entered the back stairs of the safety door. There were five guys in security uniforms standing in the corridor of the fire stairs.

The Holy Angels … There were a total of 10 Holy Angels in the Freedom City, and they had all entered the conference venue. Including Bertrand, 6 of the Holy Angels had turned into security guards, and the other 4 entered with other identities.

"There are guards outside the door of the managers of the 7 Capitals, so it's not easy to get in." Bertrand said directly, "So far, we haven't gotten the news that the supreme of the 7 Capitals … especially that Archangel [Saint John] will arrive at the banquet. It seems that tonight's operation will be on standby. "

"Even if he doesn't show up tonight, he will show up tomorrow morning. Otherwise, how can the managers of the 7 Capitals be qualified to host the Resurrection Day? "One of the Saint Angels said disapprovingly.

"By the way, I just found out something," Bertrand suddenly said, "A man has sneaked in among the candidates for the position of Saintess."

"Is there such a thing?" The Saint Angels widened their eyes, and one of them said with a strange expression, "I know that many dirty guys in the next generation of churches have this hobby … But this is the [Freedom City], right?"

"Maybe it's because this is the [Freedom City]?" Another Saint Angel said casually, "Our Saintess also said that if they are cute enough, they can be boys as long as they are castrated."

"The main point is the additional condition … Is he still a boy if he is castrated?"

"Are you going to question our Saintess? Anyway, in the evil old society, all the boys who sang hymns were like this. "

"I don't want to be hung up …"

The Holy Angels immediately began to discuss among themselves.

"Okay!" Bertrand rolled his eyes. "Don't make jokes at this time! Go back to your posts and pay attention to the situation. As for the boy who sneaked in, don't worry about him for the time being … Maybe he can create some chaos for us when necessary. "

"You let him in because of this, right? This guy is full of evil tricks."

Saint Angel Bertrand raised his middle finger and glared at the Saint Angels. "Get to work!"

"Wait! Someone is here! "

Suddenly, one of the Saint Angels who was opening the fire door tensed up, and he quickly glanced back at the Saint Angels.

The Saint Angels, including Saint Angel Bertrand, narrowed their eyes, and Bertrand waved his hand!

Of the four Holy Angels, two went upstairs, two went downstairs, and the last one hid outside the door … Bertrand nodded at this moment, then suddenly pressed his hand on the taser on his waist.

The fire door slowly opened, and the moment it opened, Bertrand took out the electric baton and was about to smash it down.

At this moment, a young man with black hair and black eyes appeared in the sight of the Saint Angels as the door opened.

The electric baton flew toward the young man's head.

The young man with black hair and black eyes couldn't help but blink.

At this moment, Saint Angel Bertrand had an inexplicable reaction as if something terrible would happen to him if this baton hit the young man.

The sudden palpitations in his heart made Bertram stop the electric baton from falling. The baton stopped halfway above the black-haired young man's head, about half a palm's distance away.

"Excuse me?" The young man with black hair showed a puzzled look at this time, "What are you doing?"

The Saint Angels also cast a puzzled look at Bertrand's sudden stop. Saint Angel Bertrand: How the f * ck do I know why I stopped?

"Mosquitoes!" Saint Angel Bertrand took a deep breath and said, "There are mosquitoes here! I'm killing mosquitoes … Yes, mosquitoes! "

With that said, Saint Angel Bertrand continued to wave the electric baton a few more times as if he was trying to kill mosquitoes.

"Yes, there are a lot of mosquitoes here!"

At this time, the Holy Angels took out their stun batons and started waving them in the back corridor.

"So many people, killing mosquitoes in the back corridor?" The young man with black hair smiled in amazement at this time, "You're really responsible, everyone."

"Haha, … Ahahaha." Saint Angel Bertrand smiled embarrassedly, "By the way, who are you? You can't just come in here."

With that said, Saint Angel Bertrand's eyes focused again. The Saint Angels also cast their gazes at the young man with black hair and secretly clenched the electric batons in their hands.

"I'm lost." The young man with black hair apologized, "I came here while walking and happened to see you … Oh, yes, I'm a judge of the party."

"Judge?"

"Yes." The young man with black hair nodded, then pointed to a certificate worn on his chest.

This is the judge's certificate issued to all judges … Bertrand glanced at it. Although he muttered in his heart, the judge's certificate was indeed real.

"Oh, you're a judge!" Bertrand looked back at the crowd at this time, then looked at the young man with black hair and said, "The judges have a special rest room. I'll take you there. This way, please."

"Thank you, Mr. Bertrand." The young man with black hair nodded with a smile.

In an instant, Saint Angel Bertrand's eyes became fierce again. He even narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice, "You … How do you know my name?"

Glancing at the electric baton that was clenched again, the young man with black hair smiled slightly and said, "Isn't it written on the worker's certificate? Your name."

Bertrand subconsciously turned his head to look.

First of all, he didn't remember when he brought a worker's certificate. The name [Bertrand] was indeed written on the certificate, which made him feel like he was in a fantasy!

Don't alert the enemy!

Saint Angel Bertrand glanced at his companions again, then took a light breath and opened the door, "This way, please."

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PS1: Thank you [JiMiL], [Blue Eucalyptus 2015] for serving tea to the capitalist big boss, go … yak!

PS2: (0/2)

PS3: As usual …

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