"General."
I caught the unconscious Sylvia and flashed a victorious smile at the astonished Biagio.
Once again, I thanked Shallow Shallow for thinking without a steering wheel.
"Bastard!"
Biagio bit his lip so hard that it almost bled. His most powerful spiritual equipment had turned to dust in the battle against Shallow Shallow. The Roman believers around us were obviously no match for us. When the last hostage who could threaten us was rescued, the arrogant priest suddenly realized that the situation had come to an end so quickly.
"Heathen monkeys! Hand over the angel to us, and maybe God will forgive your sins! "
The priest clenched his teeth so hard that his knuckles turned white.
"Do you think your words represent God? Who do you think you are? How can you claim to be God? "
"Nonsense! How can you distort the faith of a devout believer? "Biagio shouted in a panic. To a fanatical believer, such an attack was often more fatal than any pressure from public opinion. Then, as though he had found a life-saving straw, he flashed a twisted smile at us." Alright, heathen monkeys, I admit that you have the upper hand, but do you really think you have won?! "
"Think about where you are! This is the Adriatic Sea Queen! There is a huge fleet of a hundred frigates around it! You are powerful, but do you think you can fight against such a huge army? If you dare to act rashly, I will take you down with me even if the entire warship has to die! "
I raised my eyebrows. "I didn't expect you to be so fearless."
"Sacrificing myself for the glory of God is the greatest wish of my believers."
Biagio crossed his hands in front of his chest and made a sign of the cross as he spoke piously.
"Unfortunately, I don't intend to give you the chance to be a martyr."
As soon as I said that, the entire room suddenly trembled. Then, accompanied by a loud explosion, the gigantic ice block that formed the room instantly shattered, turning into water droplets that covered the sky as they smashed down. However, they were all blocked by the energy barrier that we had set up.
Sylvia is already in our hands, what else do we have to worry about?
"This is … How dare you …" Diageo looked around in panic. All he saw was a flat deck, seawater under the night sky, and layers of ice warships not far away. The upper deck of the Adriatic Queen had been completely turned into water due to the interruption of magic power. At this moment, the water was washing the lower deck like a torrent. Well, now the upper deck.
"Look, that's your fleet. I have to admit, they're quite spectacular …"
Carefully supporting Sylvia, my free hand casually pointed at the corvettes surrounding us. The latter had already discovered the anomaly here (Alright, the entire flagship from the third floor of the garden to the sea view room was blown up into a shack, this anomaly is too easy to notice) and were gradually turning the bow of their ships and turning their weapons towards us.
"Hateful heathens …"
Biagio took out a small card with runes written on it, a maniacal smile on his face.
"I admit my failure. You did obstruct the great purification ceremony of the Roman Orthodox Church, but you will not be able to escape today! The Queen's Fleet will bury you and this flagship together! Attack! "
I thought you were going to shout at me. I was looking forward to it for nothing.
"The Queen's Fleet?" I snapped my fingers. "There doesn't seem to be any ships here …"
Invisible spiritual power swept across the sea, eroding every corner of every ice warship without any hindrance, and completely freezing the magic power that maintained their frozen state.
The scene was spectacular but brief. Perhaps the humans who witnessed it would never forget it. The most powerful weapon built by the Roman Orthodox Church centuries ago, the Queen's Fleet, became history at this moment. Hundreds of ice warships lost the energy they relied on to maintain their shape at the same time. There was a low roar that sounded like rolling thunder in their bodies. Then, under the pressure of their own weight, they burst into countless sparkling white fireworks like a fish tank that was filled with water.
With a loud roar, hundreds of ice battleships, which weighed tens of thousands of tons, disintegrated at the same time, creating huge waves on the previously calm high seas. If it wasn't for the fact that I had diverted the kinetic energy from the turbulent currents, the violent turbulence of the sea would have been enough to kill all of the Romans.
From the corner of my eye, I saw that the Heavenly Herb Cross Church had floated to the surface of the water as planned. They began to rescue the Romans who had fallen into the water. Hopefully, they had brought enough ropes. They didn't rescue the Romans for nothing. Sometimes, a group of captives could deal a more fatal blow to the enemy than any attack. After this battle, the Roman Orthodox Church should behave themselves, right?
I clapped my hands to wake Biagio, who had fallen into a daze. "I know these are precious cultural treasures, but they are a hindrance to the city. Destroying them shouldn't cause any trouble to your church, right?"
"You … You …" The middle-aged priest trembled all over. He took a step back and pointed at me. "You are a devil! You are definitely a devil from hell! The glory of the Lord will … Ah! "
The white figure that had just rushed out was Pandora, who had been rubbing her palms together for a long time.
Even with my eyesight, I could only see that Pandora had punched every joint on Biagio's body once. Amidst the crisp sounds, Biagio's eyes rolled back like a male duck whose throat had been choked. He quacked and flew out with blood all over his body.
After that, the little loli came back with her fists clenched. She muttered, "Who told you to speak ill of my brother …"
As for the Romans who had been standing nearby, they were now squatting on the ground in an oval formation. Their posture was more formal than the puppet soldiers in old movies.
The wind rustled in my ears as a strong figure jumped onto the deck of this flagship. Jian Gong was panting heavily as he carried his firestick … cough, cough, I mean, the Flame Sword over his shoulder. He then scanned us up and down as if he was looking at a monster.
"Although the female Pope has been emphasizing to us how powerful you are, I didn't expect that the metahumans of the campus city could reach such a level."
I turned to look at the acting Pope who was dressed in a bad way. I shrugged and said, "We aren't metahumans from the school city. We came here to save a friend. God Split should know about this … Why didn't she tell you anything?"
Jian Gong looked embarrassed. "This … Mm, is this girl your friend?"
I looked at Sylvia, who was still in a coma due to some kind of temporary magic. I nodded and said, "Mm, the Roman Orthodox Church is too ignorant. I came to uphold justice on behalf of the heavens. That's it. I will leave the rest to you. We still need to meet up with our friends."
Jian Gong's expression stiffened. He looked around at the surface of the sea that was covered in ice and the number of people who had fallen into the water. Then, he decisively lashed out.
In a small hotel near the harbor, we found Lin Xue and Visca, who had already settled down. While we had been busy destroying the enemy's battleship, the two of them had been playing poker in the hotel for more than an hour. Of course, I had sufficient reason to believe that Lin Xue was using her superpower to bully her younger sister. Little Visca rushed out to welcome us, wearing a small piece of paper that looked like an Indian costume.
"Welcome back, heroes!" Miss Lin was holding a bunch of poker cards and the lollipops that she had swindled from Visca. She didn't look proper at all. "Huh? What's wrong with Sylvia? "
I carried the unconscious silver-haired girl to the bed and carefully laid her down. Then, I let out a long breath and said, "The Roman Orthodox Church might have cast some kind of hypnotic magic on her. Alaya said that she is fine and will wake up soon."
"Oh, that's good." Lin Xue also heaved a sigh of relief. Shallow Shallow bent down gently and carefully brushed away the silver hair on Sylvia's forehead.
Visca had just gotten rid of the small pieces of paper on her body with Pandora's help. At this moment, she came over curiously. Although she had heard us mention her many times, this was the first time that she had seen the human girl who had caused us to mobilize so many people. As she wasn't a special target that was worthy of our attention, we didn't share Sylvia's information with the Empire's database.
The cat-eyed little girl walked to the bed. With just a glance, her body suddenly stiffened.
"Visca?"
I immediately sensed the abnormality in my sister's condition and asked her with concern. However, the latter didn't seem to hear me at all and continued to stand beside Sylvia in a daze. Then, she subconsciously reached out her hand and grabbed onto the corner of my shirt. I could feel that Visca's little hand was trembling.
The room instantly fell silent. Everyone's attention was attracted by Visca's abnormal behavior. After a long while, the latter finally hesitantly opened her mouth.
"Sister … Belavilla?!"
We looked at each other. Visca knew her?
No, that's not right. The girl in front of us should be called Sylvia. Who is that Belavilla? Speaking of which, did Visca know anyone during her insane period?
"Azeroth."
Just as we were at a loss, Pandora suddenly spoke in a low voice. Then, some information that we had forgotten long ago reappeared in our minds with the help of Pandora.
Belavilla — — The Fallen Apostle Belavilla!
She was one of the three leaders of the Fallen Apostles who conspired to destroy the World of Azeroth during the war against the Fallen Alliance in the World of Azeroth. At that time, we had fought with one of them and eventually eliminated him. However, the other two never showed themselves. In the end, they even retreated from Azeroth right under our noses. One of the two who retreated was called "Honest Ockham" by Visca, while the other's name was Belavilla!
"Visca, are you sure?"
Knowing the importance of this matter, even Lin Xue became solemn. Pandora instantly changed into her battle equipment. If the other party was really the leader of the Fallen Apostles, it was likely that the entire Venice would turn into a sea of fire in the next instant. To this little lass, as long as she could eliminate the minions of the Abyss, it would be worth it no matter how many people were sacrificed.
Visca had already regained some of her composure, but she was still tightly holding onto the corner of my shirt. She leaned forward again and looked at Sylvia's face seriously. Then, she placed a finger on her forehead. Immediately, I felt a strange feeling sweep through the entire room.
Energy vacuum. Other than our innate mental powers, all the energy in the room had disappeared in an instant. Even Pandora's body stiffened involuntarily. I had experienced this feeling once before. It was when I first met Steele. When they were trying to use astrology to search for the whereabouts of the angel, a similar energy vacuum had occurred. In other words, that strange phenomenon back then was also due to Sylvia's power?
I felt that my mind was in a mess. A large amount of clues that seemed to have cleared up from the fog were intertwined together without any pattern. Even though they were clearly things that could lead one to guess something, the intertwining made one even more confused.
Visca nodded affirmatively. "That's right. Only Sister Belavilla would have this kind of energy! Furthermore, her body … has the feeling of Sister Belavilla … "
Also, from Visca's tone, it seemed that when she was serving the Fallen Apostle, her relationship with this' Sister Belavilla 'wasn't ordinary.
Fortunately, Visca's tone was kind, so Pandora didn't immediately kill the silver-haired girl lying on the bed. One must know that it was rare for Pandora to calm down.
"Ugh … My head is so dizzy …"
Just as we were talking, the sleeping magic on Sylvia's body finally lost its effect. The silver-haired girl frowned slightly and muttered something indistinctly. Then, she seemed to feel the presence of strangers around her. Her body slightly shrank and she slowly opened her eyes.
"Ugh …" Sylvia blinked her eyes in confusion. Then, she fixed her gaze on Lin Xue and me, whom she had met once before. She revealed a bright smile. "Ah … It's Mr. Chen Jun. And your girlfriend. We meet again … Ugh … Is the sky already dark? Why am I lying on the bed … "
She still had the same leisurely tone, the way she spoke that made me feel anxious for her, and the speed of her thinking was on a completely different timeline from the real world. The moment Sylvia woke up, I felt that Belavilla's shadow, who was hiding in the shadows of the conspiracy, had suddenly shattered.
Wait! Don't close your eyes again! Explain it to me! Why do you have such a deep impression of that girlfriend! Do you think that the crazy girl who is practicing Wing Chun with me could be my girlfriend? Hey hey hey! Shallow shallow, Shallow shallow, don't bite me! I'm losing HP, I'm really losing HP!
Sylvia's thoughtless words caused us to instantly fall into a state of chaos. Especially me — — I was about to be transmigrated by these two crazy girls!
When superhumans fight, they are always ruthless. Shallow shallow bit down on my main artery.
"What's going on, so it was a misunderstanding."
After everything settled down, Shallow shallow stuck out her tongue and said embarrassedly, while carefully helping me smooth out the bite marks. I protested to Lin Xue with a face full of grief and indignation: "I say, you crazy girl, why didn't you help me explain, why did you attack him!?"
Lin Xue's face was still flushed red, but she was still stubborn: "Hmph … Didn't I help you explain after the fight?"
"Ah — — Chen Jun is really living in bliss …"
Sylvia looked at our daily drama in bewilderment and suddenly smiled as she said this.
Which eye of yours saw a guy who almost transmigrated reveal a blissful smile? Just now, I almost heard my deceased grandmother calling out to me from the other side of the river, you bastard!
"Sister Belavilla!"
Visca called out softly from the side, causing the silver-haired girl on the bed to turn her head curiously: "Are you calling me?"
"Sister Belavilla! You don't recognize me? 7535, you were the one who took care of me at that time! "
Visca had a confused expression on his face as he hurriedly reminded the girl in front of him of his identity. However, from the increasingly confused expression on Sylvia's face, it was obvious that the latter did not have a corresponding impression.
"Sorry, you might have recognized the wrong person — —" Sylvia shook her head slowly and revealed a healing smile: "My name is Sylvia, I'm an orphan adopted in the school city. Although I don't have any memories of my past, I have a complete set of identification … Also, I have a small accessory shop in the school city — — little girl, if you have time, you can go take a look …"
Pandora suddenly walked forward without saying a word and reached out to grab Sylvia's arm. A light blue halo that was visible to the naked eye flowed along the latter's wrist to her entire body. However, the person in question only looked on curiously without any signs of fear.
After the scan was completed, Pandora used the mental connection to tell us the results of her examination: "High purity energy-matter life form. There are obvious traces of Schilling technology. Although many areas have been modified, they still retain a large amount of characteristics of the Shiring Apostles. There are no traces of Abyss energy in her body, so I suspect that she has assimilated with herself like Sister Sandora. What's strange is that other than this body, the target individual does not have any identifying information of the Shiring Apostles, nor does she have any special energy waves. If I didn't go through a deep scan, her outer appearance would be the same as a normal human. I was also fooled at the start."
Shiring Apostles …
I stared fixedly at Sylvia, who was introducing her shop to Visca with a gentle smile. This slow and clumsy fellow in front of me was a Shiring Apostles?
Furthermore, she was the leader of the Fallen Apostles who had given us a headache and ambushed all of us?
What exactly was going on?!
"That, Sylvia," Shallow Shallow carefully moved closer to her. "You really don't know this lass?"
Visca immediately moved closer to Sylvia and swayed in front of her.
"I don't know her — —" Sylvia shook her head. "Ah, could it be that you are friends that I got to know before I underwent my final surgery? Are you joking with me? Hehe … I'm sorry, I really can't remember … Ah, right, where is this place? Why am I here? I remember that I was called out by a few people that I didn't know, and then … "
The silver-haired girl was still rambling on and on in a leisurely manner, but my heart kept sinking. It seemed that what I had thought to be the simplest mission to retrieve the shard had now become unprecedentedly complicated.
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