Author: No-word seal

The virus spreads in the Holy See is still very short, and there are not many deep infected bodies.

Even in a city with a large population like the royal city, there is still no unit that can stop a saint.

But even so, the National Sword Saint has basically never been on the ground along the way.

They cut off their roof and then jumped over before the bacterial blanket could be covered.

The shield of the palace suddenly decreased significantly after contacting the bacterial blanket. When replacing the magic crystal, his hand was slowed down for three seconds, which prevented the shield from being replenished in time. The plague spread to the palace...

Although the ancient jewelry that the prince created shields on his body was much more reliable than the wizard tower in the palace, the National Sword Saint still did not want these soft and rotten things to touch the shield at all.

Fortunately, the Holy See on the other end of the royal city has not yet fallen.

The steeplet building, which is no smaller than the palace, still emits holy light, blocking all the bacterial blankets and infected bodies.

It's just that because the church is located in a civilian area.

The population here is far higher than the royal palace in terms of population and the erosion degree of bacterial blankets.

"Breast Sclerot" even appeared in groups here.

That is, the virus inserted into the "highly active paracardiac" gene, causing the heart to swell and spread the ribs to the infected body.

The autologous vitality stimulated by the heart and the ecological vitality brought by the mota virus gather together to increase various qualities. Although their agility and strength are not as good as alienated combat bodies, they can increase the cell activity of ordinary infected bodies around them through the spore mist emitted from the body.

If it was in groups like now.

It will also activate the surrounding bacterial blankets, and the barnacle archers produced will continuously spit out the bacterial blanket tissue, forming a barrage.

But for a saint, this is not a problem.

He can kill into the corpse group and easily slaughter them all, or...

The National Sword Saint hugged the swagger tightly. He used "guardian" to exert most of the adjustable twisted power on the child.

Step under your feet.

With great force, the beams that had been corroded by the sterilization blanket were directly cut off.

After shattering the roofs of several people in succession, the Sword Saint of the National Guard increased his speed to an extremely fast level.

The fighting spirit of the hounding gusts out from around him, blowing away all the fired fungus blankets.

In just one breath, the Sword Saint of the National Guard rushed from the roof to the top of the church.

Hold your arms to protect His Highness the Prince.

The National Sword Saint smashed the glass paintings of the church head-on. He rushed into the hall, slid for more than ten meters before stopping.

But even though the National Sword Saint had stretched the braking distance as long as possible, the rapid acceleration still made the child cry.

The Sword Saint didn't bother to coax the child, so he first observed the surroundings alertly.

The interior of the church is still as spotless as ever.

The huge cross statue shines with holy light.

Below, all monks, nuns, and even bishops who were rare in the past were kneeling in front of the holy elephant and praying devoutly.

The child's crying stopped quickly, as if he was soothed by this holy breath. Even the sword saint felt a peaceful and calm feeling in his heart.

The Sword Saint felt a little disharmonious, but he didn't expect anything wrong - there was no normal creature in the royal city except here, so what could they do if they didn't pray?

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The God of Light was furious: "Don't be your cleverness and respond to my question positively!"

The Moon God did not retreat: "Are you ordering me? Clarol..."

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In the end, the two parted in disagreement amidst each other's criticism.

The thought of the God of Light gathered back to his heavenly world and said to a white angel with wings on his back: "Kilupa, open the door to heaven, a world urgently needs to be purified!"

...

The moon god's thoughts gathered into his own garden world and began to be distracted from inquiring about information.

Although she was quarreling with God of Light just now, she didn't know that God of Light was wrong and was so angry.

Fortunately, the God of Light just revealed enough information.

Soon she got key information from her believers.

A plague that can inspire life force?

She was very sure that it wasn't her own.

But except for those ancient elves tribes that have been extremely advanced for generations and have been passed down for more than 100,000 years, only the son of nature has the ability to cultivate.

But the former is often extremely closed, while the latter... has a new son of nature been born?

After thinking for a while, the Moon God also ordered: "Prepare the Gen Ling Internet and let the moon-seekers set out in advance!"

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Chapter completed!