Xia Ya could imagine that this beam is so big that this hatred is deep enough!

With the unparalleled prestige of the Divine Emperor Odin at that time, with his arrogant heart and confidence, being forced to the door like this was like a blow, tearing all the prestige and pride of the past to pieces and trampling on the soles of his feet!

In the end, I had to be forced to sign such a humiliating oath.

Such persecution at that time made the strong man like Odin, such as the Divine Emperor, bow his head. With this full of hatred, he slept on firewood and tasted gall for thirty years. In thirty years, the hatred and grief slowly fermented, and how much resentment would be brewed!!

If the God Emperor Odin has entered the secular world again, facing other strong men, whether it is Merlin, Aunt Sophia, and Aslan, they have never really worked to fight. Even if they defeat Aslan, they will only punish them slightly, just because in the heart of the God Emperor Odin, his only opponent in this world... or, in other words, the only hatred, is only one.

That is Saint Laurent Garros!

"I finally understand." Xia Ya nodded: "No wonder you said that the old guy would demolish this holy city when he came."

"So, you understand, I can't be silent." Saint Laurent Garros tried hard to straighten his body and stared at Chara's eyes: "This is not my own business. You know that guy outside, he really did it when he said he wanted to massacre the city!"

"Hey!" Xia Ya frowned: "This holy city is so harmful to you, and you still have to do this for these people... The Presbyterian Church is going to take the people in the city to pursue freedom, and they have to bear this big burden."

However, Nene, who had been silent, pulled Chara hard and looked a little angry: "Chaa, how could you be so rude to Lord Saint Laurent Garros!"

Nene bowed to Saint Laurent Garros Yingying and whispered: "Sir Gao Yi, I am also born in the Holy City. I wish to go to this difficult with you!"

Xia Ya rolled her eyes directly.

Damn, are people from the holy city all paranoid and crazy? I came to save a girl from thousands of miles away and was about to run to the city with people?

"Hey, Nene, aren't you forcing me to take action?" Xia Ya sighed, grabbed Nene's shoulder with both hands, and said in a serious tone: "The one outside is not a cat and three dogs, it's the God Emperor Odin! He can hit a hundred or eighty men like you with just a few punches."

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Above the sky.

Solhannigan's face was solemn. He punched thirteen punches in total. At this moment, the sky above his head was covered with dark clouds, and countless airflows swept through the sky. The layers of dark clouds were stacked together, and it seemed that the day was getting lower and lower.

Under the Great Thunder Cloud Art, in the dark clouds in the sky, lightning flashed, and the roar of thunder from time to time were like death talismans, shaking people's hearts and souls were shattered!

Thirteen punches!

Under the previous thirteen punches, Solhannigan had clearly felt the power of this magic circle.

However, the character of the Divine Emperor Odin's God becomes stronger when encountering him. This extremely strong magic circle has inspired the stubbornness in his heart.

Thirteen consecutive punches were blocked by the magic circle. The laughter in Solhannigan's mouth became even more wild!

The six-pointed magic array had already activated with all its strength, and the beams on the six white towers suddenly rotated and surrounded the holy city. Following the six-pointed magic planet, a white light turned into lightning and slashed towards Solhannigan's position!

Seeing that the huge white lightning enveloped Sol Hannigan's figure, he could never see it again!

Under the roar, violent waves of air rolled out, and the countless trees in the vast forests around the Holy City were immediately crushed to pieces!

On the ground, the middle-aged man and Ye Lin also changed color. They looked at each other, and they all reacted the same way. They took a deep breath and hugged their arms tightly!

Under the rolling waves of air, the two were also swallowed up.

After a while, the wave of air and white light finally disappeared. Middle-aged and Ye Lin stood on the ground, their originally intact clothes became tattered, their hair was disorganized, and even a few bloodstains appeared on Ye Lin's cheeks. The light of fighting spirit on the two of them gradually disappeared, and Ye Lin couldn't help but murmur: "What a strong magic array!"

"Look, that guy." The middle-aged man snorted, raised his head, and looked up at the sky with complex eyes.

Above the sky, a ball of white light and shadow hung there like a huge sphere, in the white transparent light, Solhannigan's figure was in it. He opened his arms, his palms as if trying hard to suppress some force.

Slowly, the ball of light wrapped in him shrank down little by little, and finally gradually shrank into a ball, pressed by his palms.

Solhannigan seemed to breathe a long sigh, and the solemn expression on his face turned into arrogance that soared into the sky again, and he laughed wildly: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! What ancient magic array!! Saint Laurent, aren't you coming out yet? Are you planning to rely on such a magic array to resist me?!"

After saying that, he swung his arms and the ball of light in his palm flew towards the Holy City!

The white light ball seemed to be the size of a fist, but it rushed to the holy city and was blocked by the light beam of the magic circle. At that moment, it suddenly seemed that the sun in the sky suddenly became dark!

Then, a crack seemed to appear above the beam of light. Suddenly, it seemed that there was silence between heaven and earth. The six white towers around the holy city trembled faintly, and a subtle shattering sound began to burst out from the inside. In the bursting sound, countless gravels of large and small scattered and flew out...

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Hasting stood in the inn below the holy city.

As early as the first wave of thunder, the roof of this station was shattered and shattered. Half the hall collapsed, and Hesting stood there, quietly looking up at the distance of the sky. The figure, which was small but like a god, was extremely calm in his eyes, and he couldn't see clearly what he was thinking at this moment.

There was no one at this station. During the first wave of earthquakes caused by the magic circle, the Odin merchant groups and the Landis merchant groups ran out one after another, most of them retreated to the mountain. Some people felt that they were brave and strong, and wanted to stay at the foot of the mountain to watch the fun. However, as the house collapsed, several of them were smashed to their heads and died on the spot, and the rest simply ran away.

Hasting stood there, and naturally the Odins and the Landis would not go up to pull him up, and they just thought this guy was scared.

The guide Mancha's legs were weak, huddled under a collapsed wall, and his body was trembling - it wasn't that he didn't want to run away. His legs were really weak.

Hasting looked for a while before sighing softly. Suddenly, he saw the Tea-Manhun under the wall walking towards him. He pulled him up on the ground, patted his shoulder, and smiled warmly, "Don't be afraid."

"Old, old... this master, outside. That guy outside...is it? Could it be that the gods were angry and the punishment they gave?"

The guide was fighting with his teeth, looking at Hesting, and his expression was almost crying.

"He is not a god... but it's not too much." Hasting looked calm and composed: "You'd better go up the mountain and find a remote corner to grab it. If possible... it's safe to go down the mountain from other directions and escape into the woods."

The Mancha guide said "um". He was about to turn his head and run away, but suddenly he didn't know where the conscience came from and looked at Hesting: "Where are you, Master? Run with me!"

"Me?" Hesting smiled gently, grabbed a gun holster held in his arms with his right hand, shook his head, but his tone was extremely serious: "I, I won't run away this time."

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The clouds above my head were getting denser and denser, and the clouds flowing from all directions seemed to be heading towards the holy city of Babylon in the distance.

In the forest, the wind was blowing, just like the eve of the storm, the trees were sobbing and crying, and the flock of birds scattered everywhere.

The woods ahead were becoming increasingly sparse, just because the direction of the holy city, the light soaring into the sky was already the lush branches and leaves that could no longer be blocked.

"We... seem to be coming at the wrong time?"

Aslan sighed and looked into the distance, the old man held the hilt tightly in his hand: "Who can make such a big noise except that guy?

"You're wrong, we're here at the right time!"

Meilin had a blue face, gritted his teeth, and his figure quickly swept forward.

"You stupid guy." Sophia looked at Aslan and smiled bitterly: "I've all been here, even if... she will still look back."

Aslan looked at Sophia, a hint of tenderness appeared in her eyes, and she whispered: "That guy is here, Sophia, I know the past years..."

"I have already put down the things of the past." Sophia looked up at the sky, and the expression on her face seemed to be faint: "What do you think of it?"

"No matter what..." Aslan smiled bitterly: "If you must go there, I..."

"Okay." Sophia laughed in a low voice, but there seemed to be a girl-like smile on her bloated face: "Everyone is at their average age, what are you doing to do with so many old things? We came to the Holy City just for that kid... I have no interest in interfering in the matter between Thor and Saint Laurent."

"Just don't interfere." Aslan seemed relieved, but the random old man raised his head and said firmly: "No matter what, if I do it, I will definitely protect you!"

But Sophia didn't seem to listen to what he said again, but instead chased after Merlin in the direction he was moving forward.

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"You must go, at least you should tell me what you plan to do." As if she was intentional, Chara looked at Saint Laurent Garros' eyes and said in a cold and mocking tone: "Are you going to run out and let that guy kill you, just expect him to spare the people in this holy city?"

"Of course I'm not so stupid." Saint Laurent Garros shook his head: "I destroyed half of his royal city in the past, and today he would never kill me and stop."

"Okay." Shaya spread her hands: "You are Saint Laurent Garros, the legendary guardian. Do you have any life-saving cards that haven't been revealed?"

"..." Saint Laurent Garros looked at Chara: "There is another way, but I need your help!"

[Sorry, I broke my promise and held it in one day, and finally made a decision on how to write it. A difficult decision. As a result, my plot plan was disrupted again. Today, there was no chance of 10,000 words, and this chapter is here.

Let's explode another ten thousand words tomorrow...

OK, I know I have no moral integrity and no limit. If you want to scold me, can I wait until 10,000 words to come out tomorrow before scolding me?

Those who are preparing to receive a lunch box are among the characters who appear in this chapter.]

.(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!