Fang Dang turned into a rolling demonic energy at this time and appeared in the sky of the Black Crusade Base.

Fang Dang did not get too close. Fortunately, it was already dark at this time, so Fang Dang could take advantage of the night to observe the situation at the Black Crusade Base.

The Black Crusader base does not look too large. Obviously, it is just a temporary base with movable tents everywhere, and the few construction buildings are not perfect.

There were many vehicles parked inside, with about 500 real demon warriors, more than 100 other handicap workers, and more than 100 monsters.

If there were only such a few people, then this rescue activity should be very relaxed, but Fang Dang didn't believe what he saw in front of him.

According to Rodman, this is both a sacrificial priest and a trap. On the surface, there are only these people, but maybe when Fang Dang takes action, thousands of people, or even very powerful super warriors, will suddenly emerge from here.

Although Fang Dang's cultivation has improved a lot now, he still doesn't want to fail because of carelessness!

After all, Fang Dang just reviewed his pride and arrogance not long ago!

Fang Dang circled around the base twice, but found no abnormalities. In order to avoid alarming the snake, Fang Dang had no way to use his divine thoughts to perceive it, otherwise he would definitely gain.

Fang Dang pondered for a moment, and saw that the wizard seemed to be empty under the dark cloak had finished singing, and waved his hand to summon the real demon warrior to start escorting a choir child to the blazing bonfire.

The child was only in his early 10 years old, with a pale face and a pair of bright big eyes. At this time, tears rolled in his mouth. Fear made it difficult for him to walk. His weak body was escorted step by step to the platform, and the red light almost melted his small body.

Every step he took, his hair began to burn yellow and dry. Every step he took, the glue soles of his shoes melted and stuck to the steps due to high temperature. He struggled to retreat, and the true demon warrior following him poked his body with his long sword, leaving a blood mark.

As the child walked to the platform, his skin began to wrinkle.

The guardian woman hung on the dark cross struggled to chant.

"I have sought the Holy Lord, and he promised to save me from all fears, and everyone who looks up to him will be glorious,... I, the needy man, call on the Holy Lord to hear me, and save me from all troubles..."

The weak and gentle singing sounded, and then all the sob children began to sing together.

At first, the sound was small and scattered, but slowly the sounds gathered together and came slowly, like the sound of waves and the sound of the wind, neither fast nor slow...

The child standing in front of the flames also sang along at this time, initially full of fear and pain, but slowly seemed to be completely integrated into the song, and all pain was not worth mentioning.

The true demon warrior standing behind the boy slightly curled his lips, raised his legs and kicked the boy's back.

With a bang, the young man's figure flew up and threw himself towards the flames.

The high-temperature flame is enough to swallow everything, and the young man's flesh and blood will be burned and burst into pieces.

In the distance, seven or eight people wrapped in black light curtains jumped up on their foreheads. One of them wanted to rush out, but the other was caught by the other.

Just as the child was about to be engulfed by the fire, a black shadow descended from the air, and a bang, extinguishing the flames that rushed more than ten meters high like a sky-lit sky!

The boy who was kicked at the flames had already reached the black mist and was tightly wrapped.

The real demon warrior who kicked the boy was frozen in place, motionless, and even maintained the movement of lifting the boy.

A moment later, a stream of blue and white smoke came from the body of the real demon warrior. In the curling smoke, the crisp sound of the real demon warrior's body was constantly. As the cold air blows, wisps of Mars rushed out from the crack, and blood was flowing out of the crack.

With a thud, the body of the true demon warrior instantly collapsed, turned into coke on the ground, and began to burn fiercely.

All the people in the field were as if they were frozen. Even the dying woman hanging on the cross was staring at the black fog on the high platform in a daze!

The demon clan in the distance made a roar first, and they saw that it was their kind.

The demonic energy rolled, and Fang Dang's face appeared.

Beautiful!

Conquer the world!

A beautiful creature from heaven and earth is unprecedented!

At this moment, two blue lights flashed in the cloak hanging in the air, and a bloody mouth curled up slightly.

"Whose subordinate are you? Or are you from the Holy Light Cult? Oh, it should be from the Glory Legion. The group of timid little mice from the Holy Light Cult are still cats on the tree at this time. Hahahaha, I have always been worried that you will not be able to catch up with this Mass feast!"

The wizard was indeed waiting for the arrival of the Holy Light Cult and the Legion of Glory.

Fang Dang actually didn't plan to show up so soon. At least he should have tested the reality and reality here, but seeing this child fall into the fire, Fang Dang's cold heart was a little unbearable.

Fang Dang stared at the wizard, looked up and down, and then said, "Pretending to be a god, it turns out that he is just a slave to the real demon!"

Fang Dang said, a claw gathered from the black demonic aura, and his sharp nails pointed at the wizard.

The wizard hanging in the air in the distance made a bang, and it was directly smashed out as if hit by a heavy hammer. The wizard robe that wrapped around her body instantly exploded and turned into butterflies-like fragments in the sky.

The wizard showed his original appearance at this time. He was a priest with a pale face, a fierce expression, a huge hooked nose, orange-red eyes, two horns on his head, and a hunched back!

He wore this black cross on his chest, and the cross was a twisted and painful figure of the Son.

This priest was like a goblin, and his whole body exuded a vicious aura.

A man exclaimed in the darkness of the tree in the distance: "It's Guiberg!"

There were seven people on the tree. These seven people had different skin colors, but they were all very young, three women and four men. They all had a silver cross on their chests, a woman with blond hair and white skin, a strong man with brown skin and red hair, and a handsome young man with yellow skin and black hair. Each of them showed a kind of perseverance in their eyes.

Leading is a white woman in her thirties who looks very charming.

He has a high nose bridge, dark blue eyes, milky white skin, a dark black leather jacket, two long swords intertwined behind him, his eyes firm, and scars on the exposed skin on his arms.

"The traitor Guiberg is not dead yet?" A deep hatred shot out from the woman's eyes!"

A young man asked curiously: "Deacon Martha, who is Guiberg? Why haven't I heard of this name?"

Martha brought out all the young people this time, so they didn't know this infamous, active priest in the sixteenth century.

Martha spoke, "In the 16th century, Guiberg was once famous. He wore a priest's robe but worshiped the true demon Satan. He cut the throats of countless children on his altar of sin and used them as sacrifices. In exchange for Satan's favor, the Holy See sent people to kill him. I thought he was completely dead, but I didn't expect he was still alive!"

"Sixteenth century? Then isn't this guy almost five hundred years old?" The people around him all showed shocked expressions.

Martha nodded slightly and said, "After receiving the blessing of the true demon Satan, they are no longer ordinary lives. Birth, old age, sickness and death can no longer imprison their bodies. There are many things in this world that live in dark corners. These things are dirty and evil, full of filth. You must be careful at all times and never underestimate the enemy at all times."

"Who is this demon? Why should I stop Guiberg's Black Mass? Now those children will be saved!" A girl stared at Fang Dang's face and asked.

It has to be said that Fang Dang presented himself to everyone in the appearance of a demon, which was so handsome, especially the evil aura, which was really terrible for the girl, especially when Fang Dang took action at the right time and saved the choir's saint, who was so handsome that he was extremely handsome. These girls were immediately fascinated by Fang Dang.

Martha narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the girls who were engrossing in her heart, and couldn't help but sigh slightly, then frowned and said, "I have never heard of this guy. He should have been sent by the Legion of Honor. However, it is impossible to make a conclusion yet. It is also possible that the cunning Guiberg is playing the show, luring us into the trap."

The girl said in disbelief after hearing this: "But he has already started fighting with Guiberg and killed an evil man from the Black Crusader!"

Martha sighed again in her heart. If it weren't for the tight time this time and there were no suitable Holy Light Warriors around, she would never have brought some young men to take risks.

Martha said, "Let's take a look, the action plan will not be changed for the time being. Remember, we are not here to save people this trip. I understand your unwillingness and reluctance, but we do not have the strength to save these children. What we can do now is to try not to make the Black Crusader stronger, understand if you understand!"

Martha's voice became stern.

The other six young people had hesitant expressions on their faces, but they nodded reluctantly and said yes.

Martha was also extremely distressed. She also hoped that she could bring back the saints that the Holy Church had finally found. However, she brought a bunch of young children and even lacked the ability to protect herself. In this case, it was already the limit they could do to destroy these children and escape without any hesitation. Not long ago, the Glory Legion had already made a rescue operation, and the result was heavy casualties. If they insisted on rescue, the final result would not be different from the rescuers of the Glory Legion. The little guys she brought out this time are the future pillars of the Holy Church and would never die here at the most immature time.

Martha took a deep breath and her eyes became cold again. As the leader, she had to remain calm, complete the task and then take everyone back. This is her responsibility. She cannot be influenced by feelings and make wrong judgments.

As for that demon, although Martha also had certain expectations, she did not dare to have too many expectations. She knew about the strong man of the Glory Legion, but she had never heard of this guy, which was really strange.
Chapter completed!