Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Tan Xuan carefully searched through her memories.

Others in the Vatican were also somewhat bewildered.

Ok?

Is this also one of the Vatican's backup plans?

Especially those people who pilot mechs, why is my mech different from theirs?

The old pope's eyes widened.

He knew perfectly well that this was not a creation of the Vatican.

But those flashing purple lightning were clearly the power of ether.

This mech looks like it was made using technology they recently acquired from the Holy Church.

In disdainful and doubtful eyes.

Anran gripped the greatsword tightly with both hands and moved with lightning speed, approaching the two Christian believers standing together as if descending from the sky.

A smile played on her lips.

This is exactly the effect I wanted.

Some attacks are carried out from the shadows.

An Ran's sneak attacks, however, are sometimes carried out in the open.

How could they, who couldn't discern levels, know that this mech was level 120?

Meanwhile, An Ran, who was in deep space, leveled up several times. Thanks to the effect of the Source Sea, although the power of ether was inexhaustible, it also expanded the width of the small water pipe!

This is a deceptive tactic!

At this moment, the members of the Sacred Way were still smiling smugly.

"Another one coming to die, haha."

"No matter how dazzling the flashing light is, I can still demolish it at will if I want to."

He used his twisted power, and his right hand swiftly pressed down towards the Silver Moon Knight's left leg.

Boom—

The transparent air seemed to ripple with visible waves.

The wave was about to crash into the Silver Moon Knight.

An Ran gave a light shout as if she hadn't seen it.

This distance is sufficient.

The purple mimicry hurricane greatsword unleashed a furious horizontal slash in an instant.

This was a slash that was several times faster, driven to the limit by the power of ether.

The moment the greatsword was swung out, the spatial distortion also collided with the mecha.

The dazzling purple light completely captured everyone's attention.

In fact, it all happened in less than a second.

"It's quite amusing that they rushed here to their deaths."

"Give up the resistance. If you hand over the data now, we will still leave, but my patience won't last that long."

The messenger of God revealed the fact that he himself was not lasting.

This angered the Vatican.

The atmosphere was a bit tense.

Tan Xuan looked at Ella, opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

It's not nice to say that your sister collapsed as soon as she came out.

Words of comfort seem to convey the same meaning.

But Tan Xuan wavered after seeing the smile on Ella's face.

Perhaps things aren't as she thinks; that person probably isn't Ella's sister.

"I'll give you one more minute," the divine messenger said.

One minute was the most patience he could muster.

He stared at the cathedral; that enormous building was probably not simple.

Just when things were getting a bit tense, An Ran stepped forward!

She's best at this kind of thing.

The purple light weakened.

An Ran didn't have time to think about why everyone around her looked like a slut.

But since nobody cares about her, why not kill a few more?

There are only about ten members left in the Holy Church. If we cut them in half, we'll have a fighting chance against that divine messenger.

The purple greatsword looked like an airplane breaking through thick clouds.

The moment the light appeared, it stunned the people nearby.

"cut!"

"Sand sculpture, take this!"

Using a level 120 enhanced sword to fight a boss that's only level 110 or so might not be overkill, but the effect is still outstanding.

As for the lines, An Ran felt that her delivery was perfectly fine.

It's much more reasonable than shouting such a line in a Gu Long-style pretentious play.

Moreover, this group of people really has the potential to be silly.

With a single sword stroke, a body was severed, and blood splattered across the sky. The divine messenger was still saying something like, "I'll give you one minute."

That's absolutely fantastic.

Anran spun and leaped, zigzagged and jumped back and forth, searching left and right, and with a swift movement of his sword, he emptied the health bars of three Holy Liberation believers on the spot just as the divine messenger called out the countdown.

Although it was a bit mentally taxing, Anran knew she couldn't stop.

One more!

Air Blade Slash!

Oh no...

One of the believers who witnessed An Ran's outburst of ferocity paled drastically.

He watched helplessly as the greatsword slashed down upon him.

Time passed slowly.

He could only try his best to twist his body to the side a little.

Twist it a little more.

You must avoid it!

Boom!

After the deafening explosion, An Ran saw the divine messenger, his face grim, pass by the Silver Moon Knight.

Great.

An Ran's heart stirred.

saved!

The rescued believers breathed a sigh of relief.

He had only caught half a breath when a sudden, sharp pain shot through his chest. Before he could even turn around to look, he was blown away.

Ella calmly withdrew her hand.

hiss--

The entire room fell silent.

It was eerily like the homeroom teacher standing silently outside the back window of the classroom.

No one spoke.

All that flashed through my mind was—

How is this going?

Chapter 35 I'll Assemble the Weapons

Sold out instantly.

Although the believer had been injured in the previous battle, who could deny that he was instantly killed by Ella's sneak attack?

The whistling wind felt chilly on my skin.

Before anyone could react, several mechs quickly moved Tan Xuan and the trembling passerby huddled in the corner away.

The messenger of the god was furious.

He originally intended to use these people as hostages.

Now look what's happened. Due to his carelessness, several of his subordinates have been killed, and the hostages have been rescued. It seems the people of the Mechanicus have become bolder.

It seems that if we don't go on a killing spree and storm into the church, we won't be able to get our hands on that information.

The thought flashed through my mind.

The divine messenger, his face grim and uncertain, said to the four surviving believers, "You hold the others back, and I'll take care of this newly arrived mech."

He has a hundred ways to mess with these "big, dumb guys"!

Even though he is currently in a weakened state.