I don’t know what method Baru used. Even if Hong Chengzhi’s legs muscles contracted, his blood could not suppress his penis from penetrated the skin.

Moreover, the sea water cannot offset the powerful throwing inertia, and the body hits the cold sea water, and the strength is even more powerful and can hardly waving its hands and feet to struggle.

"Dong..."

As soon as his head fainted, Hong Chengzhi understood that he had touched the bottom of the sea.

I was dizzy without air, my whole body was sore, and my surroundings seemed a little dim. I don’t know how many meters deep it was as deep as the seabed, but vision was not a big problem for the entry of the country.

The key is... the smell of blood is left all the way above. Now there are many exaggerated black shadows gathering. Some seem slow but their speed is amazing, while others simply cannot even see the trajectory of the sea water swimming in their way.

‘Baru, do you want me to die…’

...

On the glacier on the sea surface, Baru stood on the shore and took out his lighter to light a cigarette.

"Hiss~~~"

He sucked one-third of the cigarette in one deep mouthful and kicked his legs down.

With a "bang", pieces of shattered ice were shaken up and accurately grasped by Baru's right hand.

He didn't aim, and his arms trembled frequently for a few times, and the ice flew out like a shell and rushed into the water.

A strange giant eel and a transparent squid were rubbed by this "cannonball". Even if they were not hit, the powerful water current still created a strong stimulation of pain due to the impact, causing these deep-sea monsters to flee away from here.

...

The Holy Kingdom of Light, a mountainside resting place on the holy mountain Zalma Gospel Mountain.

The dusty swordsman Deconi and his group were resting here. They were arranged to stay here temporarily, waiting for the summons of the archbishop of the church.

It's morning now, and more than seventy people gather together for breakfast.

There are some long tables here, one table can be seated on both sides of at least twenty people, and a few tables are enough for everyone to eat indoors together.

The Paladin, the Bishop and some high-level priests were originally qualified to go to better places to rest and eat, but they were willing to stay here together.

The breakfast was a simple bun with vegetables and broth, but at least it was hot, so it was very delicious for everyone who hadn't had a soft rice in recent days.

"Crack Crack Crack Crack..." "Gulu Gulu..."

Even the bishop of the city-state of Fanet who was once pampered, he ate like a soldier and swallowed it without any image.

Several other priests and servants from the Holy Mountain came over with a wheelbarrow filled with freshly prepared bread and vegetables. The few of them were sweating when they looked at the group of people's eating.

But not only these people had bishops, but also had a hand of succession, and no one dared to laugh at them.

"When will the Archbishop summon us?"

Leyt looked at the several holy mountain attendants who had gone away and told the Bishop Neilro beside him.

Neillow drank the hot soup in his hand, and Yu Guang swept the silent sword saint, squinted his eyes and looked towards the top of the mountain.

"We just arrived last night. Although the Archbishop should have seen us immediately in terms of the urgency of the matter, it is reasonable to see us if we don't see each other. But now it's dawn and no one seems to have come to inform us..."

"Sir Sword Saint, Leit and I will go to the Archbishop first after breakfast."

The status of Neillow and Leit should be able to meet the Archbishop directly. Although I don’t think that the Archbishop has forgotten such an important thing, it is also good to urge appropriately.

Qin Xiaoxia just nodded slightly.

"Fortunately, you guys are suffering!"

There was no more words, no advice or reminder, but Reit and Neillow, who had begun to understand the character of the Sword Saint, understood that this was the trust of the Sword Saint Decorni in himself.

The two of them stopped talking nonsense, and after eating a little more, they quickly left here.

But in fact, when they arrived at the Holy Mountain last night, the Archbishop did not rest, but briefly touched the other bishops and powerful figures in the Holy Mountain, but no one came to remind Leit and Neillow.

Sometimes a person who is obviously very smart can't see something clearly because of the obsessive relationship between the authorities. For this group of people in the Holy Mountain, why is Leit and Neillow the same?

Neillow and Leit are not the ones they were a few months ago. In the eyes of the real powers in the Holy Mountains, they have gathered a large number of forces in just a few months.

There are the lords of the city state, the kings of small countries, the elites of churches in various places, and the unification of rangers and adventurers. They already hold a force that cannot be ignored and their influence is getting bigger and bigger.

In the eyes of the people of the Holy Mountain, the so-called ancient legendary sword saint Decorni could not exist at all. It was simply fabricated by Neilro and the others.

The Archbishop and others who fought wits and courage in the air were also very busy.

And what about Neillow and Leit?

During this period, they were the generals who witnessed the crisis and realized how corrupt the church was. However, after all, the church staff had deep feelings for the church and had a firm belief in God.

They firmly believe that as the spokesperson of God, the Church of Light will shoulder the historical mission and are eager to achieve this and reverse the view of the Swordsman on the Church.

...

Seeing their hurry to leave, Qin Xiaoxia did not intend to remind them that the so-called archbishop did not attach as much importance to this matter as they imagined.

"Wisdom creatures... without restraints and guides, the essential desires will always sprout too much... Are destruction found... or attracted..."

"Sword Saint, are you talking just now?"

A demon hunter next to him turned his head in confusion and looked at the sword saint Tokoni. He seemed to have heard sighs and whispers just now.

"Haha, that's right..."

...

The Archbishop of the Holy Mountain Top Garden District was walking alone in the corridor of an old church building.

After discussing the small party last night, for some reason, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep in bed.

It’s like countless irritating noises are scattered in my ears, but listening carefully will make you feel quiet immediately.

This kind of dazed and drowsy lasted for most of the night before she could barely fall asleep.

But the noisy environment in his sleep was even more exaggerated. In his dream, he was like a headless fly wandering around, as if he was looking for something.

On the eve of the sunlight heart lit up again, the Archbishop with two dark circles suddenly woke up from the bed.

The noise that had been tossing in his ears for a night seemed to be clear for a moment in his mental trance.

"Find it...Find it...Find light...the ancient...the statue of gods...Find it..."

The Archbishop was in a hurry and searched all the old church buildings on the top of the mountain early. He was in a strange mind. He did not tell anyone or ask anyone for help.

The priest and guards who met the Archbishop along the way thought he was a little strange.

After searching everywhere, the Archbishop finally remembered that the Central Church has been rebuilt today, which was at least one or two hundred years ago. Most of the items in the original old Central Church were abandoned.

But things like gods are generally not discarded at will or dare not discard them at will.

At the end of the corridor, a dilapidated wooden door appeared in front of you. No one would walk on this road a few times a year. Occasionally, there would be "garbage" that was inconvenient to be discarded directly, so someone would be sent to this place.

"Crack..."

The old sealed door was pushed open, and a heavy stream of dust immediately floated out.

"Ahem, cough, cough...didn't these guys tell them to keep all the parts of the Holy Mountain clean and tidy!"

When I walked into the inside, I was almost one foot and one footprint, and the dust was almost half an inch thick.

‘Image of God!’

The warehouse is very large, but the statue of the God of Light holding the Sunshine Heart is also very conspicuous. However, it is not one, but at least twenty.

There are obviously quite a few statues of gods replaced, but the most conspicuous one is naturally the tallest one.

The Archbishop also headed straight to the first target and walked quickly to observe the statue of the great god about three meters tall.

Its color is dark, and there are subtle cracks in many places. The face of the God of Light is different from that of the modern statue. After walking around, I didn't find any other characteristics.

"By the way, bottom!"

The Archbishop squatted down and walked around the statue little by little with his squat step. At some point, his heart suddenly jumped.

‘Here!’

There was a large crack in one corner of the square foundation at the lower part of the statue. I don’t know which generation of priests filled it with hard mud, but it has now cracked again.

At this time, the sunlight angle was just right, and light shone in the several windows above the warehouse, and the big annotation also discovered the reflection in the crack at the first time.

‘There is something inside!’

ps: I don't have a high-definition audio manager in win10. In order to get this back, I'm almost driving me crazy. It turns out that I also have obsessive-compulsive disorder...

There will be 3 updates tomorrow!

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