It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

"Ella originally thought that Philip, who has an infinitely vast realm of the Kingdom of God, would have difficulty concentrating his great power on one point and would be weak. But in fact, even if she uses the power of multiple rules at the same time, she can only barely gain the upper hand."

Shadow sighed:

"That man is a powerful trickster, and every word he says is not worthy of belief. Although it is still difficult for us to see the full picture of his plan, Philip's creation of such a divine kingdom certainly does not just provide a paradise for its residents. "

"The reason why he doesn't concentrate the mighty power of the gods on one point is just because, now, it will be more suitable for him—this is part of the authority he has, and he has divided himself into countless independent individuals. The face is as active in the world as the faceless statue."

"So the death of every projection is a weakening and damage to him."

The puppet snorted,

"Philip doesn't have a body at all, or in fact, every avatar is his body—you are the same, you just use the blank projection he bestowed as a container and integrate it into your own consciousness and part of your spirit. I was wrong eh, Miss Val Farmigne?"

Wei'er remained silent, her face had lost her usual calmness.

"So, how can we really kill a twisted existence like you? We have discussed this for a long time."

"After all, you are not Philip. You don't have the authority to split yourself into countless individuals. Being able to maintain two "selfs" at the same time is already the limit. "

"Use absolute power and personality to suppress? Use mind control to tell the truth? Or use drugs such as Veritaserum? Neither will work. This is essentially a confrontation with the power of Ulysses Philip, so We would have failed over and over again to get you out - until we found an easier way."

Saying so, Shadow slowly took out a silver revolver from his waist.Its grip and dial are exquisitely enamel-wrapped, the slightly elongated barrel is wound with serpentine patterns, and a line of small handwriting is engraved on the left side.

She took out six bullets with strange warheads from her pocket, and stuffed them into the bullet nest one by one. They looked like translucent crystals, but were mixed with golden and scarlet silk threads.

"This is the simple way you said, kill me with a gun?"

Wei'er sarcastically said, but her voice became a little unnatural. Before she finished speaking, there was a sound of smoke and loud noise, and there was a blood hole in her abdomen.

"This is for a sense of ceremony. Don't you remember it, this gun? Its name was on the second line from the bottom of the list in the shipment to Nod."

Weier, who didn't feel any pain, thought about it hard,

"It's called the Bloody Death? But I remember it was smaller, and it wasn't a revolver."

"Yes, it had been destroyed in Nod. After learning of its use, Duncan Coleridge immediately asked Nod's craftsmen to repair it day and night without charging any compensation. This is my request. Compared with the original version, its current appearance is more in line with my aesthetics."

The sense of stagnation has become more serious, this body has become strange and terrifying, the fundamental force that constitutes it is changing, and it is eroding her spirit through the two-way connection!

"This power...what is this bullet!"

Weier finally started to get scared and her voice became trembling.

"Just like you, it is firewood, and it is also the cohesion of the power of faith. Through a method similar to wearing armor, we erased a part of the anchor that originally belonged to Queen Enoch, and a part of the anchor that belonged to the prophet Sibylla. "

"Now, I fix it in the bullet and inject it into you in the simple and straightforward way of shooting."

"So now you have become a product stitched together by three different description objects - what changes will this bring?"

"stop!"

boom!

The second blood flower bloomed on her thigh, and dense bloodshot threads poured out from the muzzle like vines. They contained unimaginable filth and covered the girl's body.

"Of course you know what's going to happen. That's exactly how staining the old seals works. They bring unimaginable pollution, directly invading your soul through contact."

boom!boom!

Weier's left shoulder and chest were hit again, and the vines made of blood vessels protruded into huge black and red buds.

“I’m sorry, I… forgive—”

The shadow raised the gun and pointed it at the girl's head, interrupting her words with a cold and hard impact.

"I'm not interested in your past, just die quietly, together with your body that is hiding somewhere—we will find her soon."

boom!

The last shot hit Wei Er's forehead accurately.

Chapter 92 The Dead

pain!

it hurts!

The whole body seemed to be bitten by ants, the internal organs were eaten from the inside out, the bones were eaten, and every drop of blood and every inch of flesh was eaten dry.

very scary!

it hurts!

Is the feeling of being swallowed so terrible?

I've obviously made a mistake...

Who's coming...

please,

Who can come and kill me?

-

"Report to Your Excellency Commander, our people have found strong traces of pollution in an abandoned shipyard in Marseille, and its body should be there."

The heroic spirit, wrapped in black robes and dirty bandages, lowered his head, and the small half of his face below the nose retained a human appearance.

"I see. Three soldiers will be assigned to act with me. Others can bring Michelle Hebrew back to his command."

The girl with white hair and gold robe fell motionless in the mud. Her power was temporarily blocked, but she could not be careless with such a wizard.

Shadow looked at the tattered puppet covered with filthy marks on the ground, wondering what he was thinking.There is a bullet hole unevenly distributed on the puppet. The part near the bullet hole is rotten and limp, covered with hyphae, and an indescribably filthy liquid flows.

The puppet looked at it a few more times, and then ordered:

"It's useless, burn it."

Heroic Spirit raised his head in doubt, because no matter from any point of view, this is an excellent casting medium or precious material. If left alone, there is a certain chance that it will become a prop with magical effects.

But the commander's words are absolute. He has long been accustomed to obeying, and he just burns the puppets to ashes seriously.

"Let's go and see Marseille."

-

marseille port

This shipyard was abandoned several years ago. It once belonged to a minor nobleman who supported the monastery and was one of his properties.

Later, the police found dozens of gruesome corpses in the repair factory, which has been abandoned to this day due to taboo and rumors.

The seal on the door has been lifted, and rotten wooden boxes, dust, rusted maintenance tools and other things of inexplicable origin are mixed into an indescribable old smell.

Shadow lifted the oil lamp and saw the strange creature under a black shipwreck.

It has almost lost its human outline, and it looks a bit like the apostle's moth image, except that its body is bigger and its abdomen is more round and bulging.

If anything, it's closer to some kind of giant queen bee or ant, except that the insect's limbs end with human hands and feet.

It has a jade-like smooth face, and the chest part is completely hollowed out, and all the organs can be vaguely recognized except the stomach.

How should it eat?

This was Shadow's first thought after a simple observation.

Creatures related to apostles are always weird and do not conform to the basic rules of the material world, so she didn't dwell too much on this issue.

It was completely dead, large bluish-black blotches running up its pale insect body, swollen and rotting what had once been harmonious.

The heroic spirit's attack destroyed several of its inconspicuous organs, but these are in fact the real core parts. The heroic spirit understands the apostles just as they understand themselves.

Finally, the shadow found patterns similar to human facial features in the jade-like smooth and deep sphere.

It seemed to belong to a sweet-looking girl.

How to describe her expression - peaceful and contented, like someone who has been tired for a long time has finally been relieved of his burden, and like someone who has been afraid for a long time has finally been comforted.At this moment, she had indeed escaped from everything in the past, completing a gorgeous and grand escape show just as she had planned.

The girl closed her eyes tightly and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, as if she was dreaming a sweet dream in this treacherous and twisted environment.Dreaming of something that didn't belong to Val Farmigne, and that never happened in this world—belongs to the life of an ordinary person.

Maybe it's because of my age, I was frozen to death early after leaving the monastery, maybe I was lucky enough to be selected by a good family, have a good marriage and a job, maybe I was a house cook under a certain employer in Paris..... .Heh, who knew?

"Is this what you expected? Will you be satisfied by being transformed into this ugly appearance?"

Shadow sneered, and wanted to laugh a few more words, but felt that this had long since lost its meaning, and she didn't feel refreshed either.

The other party's peaceful expression made her feel awkward for a while. In the end, the puppet could only spit out a mouthful of non-existent spit, turned around and whispered:

"You deserve to die like this, but this day comes too late."

-

Glamis Manor, Underground of the Executor Ceremony Hall.

On the neat white cloth lay many corpses, most of them died of pollution.The pollution of an ancient god is not so easy to counteract, even if it is only affected a little, it may turn into a fatal injury in an instant.

Steve didn't die on the spot, but his internal organs, blood vessels and brain were all crushed by a large number of fish and shrimps that suddenly appeared in his body. He was being rescued in the infirmary under Roger's charge. It would take some luck to survive.

Adolf sat in the corner of the ceremony hall with a gloomy face and said nothing.

Those left behind always have to bear the pain.

And he's been left behind twice.

In the previous battles, it was difficult for Adolf to mix into the Stone Statue Legion in a way similar to Fred's.What's more, he asked himself that he couldn't catch all the attacks of a servant of God like the latter and gain precious time.

But no matter what he said, compared to seeing this scene in front of him, he would rather die himself.

"Is it... worth it?"

Professor Aurora's tired voice became clear in the quiet underground hall.

Are these worth it?

Almost everyone has doubts in their hearts. No one here will question the importance of the awakening ceremony. No matter how the existence of a divine wizard means the end of the day, it cannot be overstated.

However, why can't he continue to advance steadily as in the past, collecting the cores of apostles and powerful creatures as firewood?Why must you take the risk of killing an Old One?

Fred is recognized as the most likely person to enter that realm, but now even he is dead.

Is all this really worth it?

Ling silently knelt down next to her adoptive father's body, arranging his collar and hair.