The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 421 Silent Hill 14
A strong wind suddenly blew up, rolling up black feathers, like dark clouds rolling in the night, covering the sky.

The air around seemed to solidify into glue, making it hard to breathe.

The terrifying momentum was like a tsunami, with one wave higher than the other. The magnificent and majestic palace tried its best to turn and spin, avoiding the real and attacking the virtual, emitting layers of precious light. Although it was at a disadvantage, it was like a resilient green bamboo in the storm and never fell down.

"You overestimate your capabilities!"

Even though she still looked like an innocent little girl, the human emotions of the Fallen One with black wings had long since disappeared. She didn't care about changing her opponent and just leaped forward and crushed him brutally!

To her, everything in the world, including all living things, is nothing more than a tool for her to vent her resentment.

The boy in front of him was so young, but he had a strength close to the peak of the [Lord Class]. The magical instruments and equipment he wielded were also extraordinary. Even in a wealthy family like the Holy Church, he would be considered a high-level elite.

But in her eyes, enemies of this level were only slightly troublesome. She could force them back or even kill them in a short while.

A sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she flapped her black wings lightly, bringing up a mighty cold wind. The temperature around her dropped sharply, and a sense of coldness and decay suddenly filled the air.

The transparent light emitted by the strange palace suddenly dimmed, and its elegant and agile trajectory suddenly stagnated. It turned out that a dark ice layer appeared out of nowhere and wrapped it tightly.

Millipede-like light black frost marks spread wantonly, like sharp claws and fangs, piercing fiercely into the palace structure, trying to destroy it completely, but golden and red talismans flew out in time, collided with them, and exploded into balls of colorful light.

"Humph, you're still resisting!"

Feeling a bit annoyed at the enemy's tenacity, he suddenly clenched his small hand, and illusory black and red blood splashed out, and the foreign fairy palace that was struggling to hold on was instantly shattered!

Yellow paper, wood, jade, metal...

Numerous talismans made of various materials were broken into pieces and then turned into large flakes of dust and scattered around, just like a thick cloud rising from the ground.

The remaining cursed energy interacted with each other, not only obscuring the field of vision, but also stirring up the surrounding vitality into a mess. Even the perception of an extraordinary strong man was disturbed for a moment.

Once the enemy was defeated, his breath became faint and seemed to have escaped. However, Alessa did not intend to chase him to the end. She flapped her wings and swooped down towards the battlefield.

The demonic thinking mode only tends to be cruel and evil, and does not affect its wisdom. Now the first priority is to help companions destroy all these powerful humans.

Just as she was passing through the debris and dust, she suddenly felt something strange beside her, and a large number of objects, large and small, hit her.

These things had no energy fluctuations at all, and seemed to be just the remains of the enemy's magic weapons. Alessa waved her hand without hesitation and was about to sweep them away.

The next second, her calm and innocent expression suddenly changed. Before she could move, she heard a loud "boom".

An indescribably intense white light shot up into the sky, and within a radius of thousands of meters, it suddenly became as bright as day!
Zhu Mingyao's slightly embarrassed figure emerged from the distance. He shook his messy hair and clenched the mysterious red button in his hand.

"Fuck, you think you're great just because you have a high realm. Today I'll show you what it means that even gods can't stop Big Ivan!"

A good general never fights a battle without preparation. Ever since he knew how difficult this mission was, Zhu Mingyao started a crazy trucking mode. He filled a warehouse with all kinds of talismans and magical items. Anyway, there was a lot of space inside the Sanyuan Palace and dozens of trucks could fit in.

The largest proportion of them are various types of alchemical bombs.

In the hellish dimension, the laws are different from those in the outside world, and ordinary modern weapons are hardly effective. However, just like the enchanted guns equipped by the expeditionary legion, special equipment refined through mystical rituals are not included.

Since the incident was caused by the church and he secretly accepted the commission from Sister Irene, Zhu Mingyao simply asked for a huge amount of weapons and supplies. The old nun, who understood the seriousness of the situation, was also very straightforward. She directly used her status to empty out most of the relevant reserves of the North American diocese and gave them to him, which allowed Zhu Mingyao to fight such a rich battle.

A huge mushroom cloud rolled up into the sky. Bright holy light mixed with refined silver powder created waves of radioactive halos. Shock waves comparable to a Category 10 typhoon swept across the sky. The remaining buildings on the ground collapsed and melted rapidly like candles encountering fire, showing the world the truth contained in the equivalent.

Such astonishing killing power forced those who were fighting fiercely to not dare to take it lightly and to avoid it one after another.

Zhu Mingyao stared at the explosion point and let out a sigh of relief. Although this creation that combined modern technology with mysterious power was powerful, it was too rigid after all. For a true master, the effect was minimal.

In addition, the cost is too high. Even with the power of the country, the output is extremely limited. If it were not for the wealth of the Holy Church, other forces would not be able to get so many goods. Therefore, it is the first time that it is used on a large scale in such a high-end battlefield today.

Originally, this little trick might not work on a different target, but fortunately, Zhu Mingyao deliberately showed weakness from the beginning of the battle, and based on the knowledge from his previous life, he targeted the enemy's identity and hit the blind spot of the opponent's cognition, which resulted in such an excellent effect:
——Whether in movies, games or TV series, the personal experience of Alessa, the holder of the stigma, is extremely simple.

Before her fall, she was just an elementary school student in a church school in a mining area. Her whole family were devout members of the church, busy worshiping gods and chanting scriptures all day long. Naturally, they would not teach her any knowledge of modern weapons. And for decades after her fall, she was trapped in Silent Hill and never took a single step out. She had never even been to a big city like Tieling in her life.

In other words, apart from her powerful strength, she was just a pure country bumpkin. How could she know that there was such a cult tactic as the remote-controlled bomb detonation array in the world? She suffered a great loss immediately.

While you are sick, I will kill you!
However, Zhu Mingyao also knew that for a peerless master who was close to the [Crown Rank], such a trick could only be considered a nuisance at best, and was far from being fatal. Before the aftermath had dissipated, he quickly raised his hands, and a golden and blue stream of light burst out.

The burly and majestic armored ghost general raised his weapon, and the divine axe made of Quetzalcoatl scales was covered with blue arcs of electricity. He and the axe suddenly cut through the smoke and dust and chopped towards the petite figure that had appeared.

There was a thunderous roar in the air, as the masculine corpse evil and the feminine electric light intertwined, instantly tearing the surrounding space into pieces, vowing to kill the general.

After several times of costly rituals and evolutions, the Flying Yaksha is now a veritable killing machine, able to defeat even a fully armed mechanized force!
However, in this peak confrontation, it is just a young tiger that has strayed into the dragon's territory.

The black feathers with deep dim light swirled and easily penetrated the colorful bronze armor blessed by the talisman. The indestructible body of ghosts and gods was shot into a sieve, and dozens of thin black lines were instantly pulled out from the back. The golden-red murderous aura seeped out like blood.

If it weren't an undead creature, any human being would have started leaving their last words at this moment.

Zhu Mingyao was not panicked at all when his capable bodyguard suffered a severe blow in the first encounter, because this was within his expectations.

Under the brilliant light and shadow of the battle, a silver star suddenly expanded and turned into an extremely sharp and tough sword net, submerging the tiny body in it.

"Zha!"

The silver-white Gengjin true Qi became ten times denser in an instant, like a shining wave. Zhu Mingyao actually used the secret technique of destroying weapons without mercy, and exploded the cold iron sword ball that he had carried with him for a long time!

But despite such a sacrifice, it only lasted for a moment. In just a few breaths, the sword energy waves quickly turned black and dissipated, revealing the girl's angry face.

But this little bit of time was finally enough.

A simple wooden cross in Sister Irene's hand slowly turned to ashes, and a faint but long light shone into the sky.

The sky was like a chaotic curtain, rippling violently, and then it seemed to be torn open roughly by a pair of invisible hands.

A majestic, magnificent, indescribable golden-white ball of light descended rapidly, majestic, holy and lofty, as if the sun was descending to the earth!

And if you have good eyesight, you can also see the scene outside through this forced space tunnel:

The hilltops and valleys were crowded with people. Clergymen were dressed neatly, holding Bibles in their hands, and chanting in unison. There were tens of thousands of them!
(End of this chapter)