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　　A huge monster floated in the air, blocking Rorob and the Sword Maiden.

　　"Ding ding ding..."

　　A burst of sparks, the clanging sound of gold and stone colliding.

　　Rorob's blade slashed on the giant golden monster, but left no trace, even a little.

　　Even if there is no giant gold monster who has undergone special evolution without devouring the beast pill, it still has the combat power of the peak of the emperor level, which is equivalent to the gold level in this world, and it is not comparable to her silver-level saintess.

　　"what?"

　　Rorob's eyes widened, looking in disbelief at the blue-blue monster in front of him who used his body to resist her blade.

　　A monster with four long legs, like a giant crab.

　　"Giant golden monster, mind hammer, to the greatest extent."

　　"Mika..."

　　The mental power was condensed to the point of being practical, and he smashed it towards Rorob.

　　In an instant, a terrifying, mental pressure like a collapse of the sky came upon him, instantly shattering Rorob's spiritual world.

　　Immediately it was thrown out.

　　Lying on the ground, bright red blood flowed from his mouth, nose and ears, his will was weak, his breath was dying, and his vitality was rapidly passing.

　　Rorob's will has been crushed, and her soul is on the verge of being broken, and her consciousness is in the final lost state.

　　Can't save.

　　Even if someone could use the supernatural power to save her, they could only save a fool.

　　……

　　"Mom, this person is a fool. He still wants to die with the Holy Maiden. He has been watching a lot of TV dramas."

　　Slime walked over slowly, looking at Rorob who was about to die, full of mockery.

　　"Are you stupid, where does this world come from TV series?"

　　"Then, drama is also possible."

　　Slime touched his head, and then killed the silver-level master who was about to attack.

　　"I think, I finally know why this Rorob planned to kill the Holy Maiden."

　　Slime looked at Rorob's face, and then looked at the face of the Sword Maiden for a little comparison.

　　Smudges.

　　The answer came out immediately.

　　Rob Rob, an ordinary pie face, has a freckled face that is unique to European and American women.

　　The Sword Maiden, not to mention her beautiful face, her delicate skin that seems to be able to squeeze water at any time is not comparable to this freckled face.

　　Dirty stains, jealousy.

　　The jealousy of women is really scary.

　　"It's really ugly."

　　Yan Lingji glanced at it and spit out a heart-wrenching sentence.

　　Ugly, still ugly.

　　Slime, Slime doesn't know what to say.

　　Robb's appearance is not ugly.

　　It can only be said that it is ordinary, but, this is ordinary in the mouth of Yan Lingji and other heavenly fragrances, it is ugly, and it is still very ugly.

　　Stains stains, cattle batch.

　　You look good, whatever you say is right.

　　"Saint, won't you give her the final blow?"

　　Yan Lingji looked at the Sword Maiden with a bit of incomprehension.

　　Hear the voice of Yanling Ji.

　　The Sword Maiden silently drew out the Libra sword, and walked slowly to Rorob's face, looking at this familiar face.

　　Rorob, this former friend.

　　The human heart is always the human heart that cannot be seen through.

　　Once, when they were young, they were good friends, ever since they were both chosen to be saints.

　　All this has changed.

　　Friends become strangers, and finally, enemies.

　　The Libra sword fell, taking away the last trace of life from Rorob.

　　Rorob died.

　　"Ugh……"

　　A lament spread throughout the Holy See.

　　An old man in a white-gold robe slowly walked out from behind the statue.

　　The complexion is ruddy, the walking will be, and the vague divine power surrounds him.

　　The corpse and blood at his feet did not make the old man feel sad, but the sadness on his face all came from the choice of the Sword Maiden.

　　Perhaps, in the eyes of the old man, the lives of all the people in the entire Supreme Temple are not as valuable as a choice made by the Holy Maiden of the Sword.

　　"Archbishop? No, you are not the Archbishop."

　　"who are you."

　　The Sword Maiden 957 suddenly looked at the old man who looked like an archbishop with a vigilant expression.

　　The Holy Maiden of the Sword recognized that the Archbishop was definitely not him.

　　Because the breath of the archbishop is not like this, even if the archbishop has been in retreat for more than ten years, even if she has not seen the archbishop for ten years.

　　However, she still recognized the aura on the Archbishop.

　　Although the old man looked exactly the same as the archbishop, she recognized it.

　　Because there is no divinity in the archbishop.

　　The archbishop has only human nature, very pure human nature, and is also the most amiable in the entire Supreme Temple.

　　And in front of this old man who looks exactly like the archbishop, he has a divine nature that cannot be concealed.

　　"Holy maiden, hide behind."

　　Yan Lingji stood vigilantly in front of the Sword Maiden, and looked at the old man in front of him vigilantly.

　　Even the slime incarnates the appearance of the median god he devoured, looking at the old man with a vigilant expression.

　　"Little girl, be careful."

　　The accompanying spirits hidden in Yan Lingji's body also appeared.

　　Because it senses danger.

　　Extremely dangerous.

　　"Oh……"

　　The old man had a smile in his eyes, it seemed that because of the changes of Yan Lingji and Slime, he turned his eyes away from the Sword Maiden and looked at Yan Lingji and Slime a few more times.

　　"This is? Heretic God? Also, Ability God?"

　　……

　　【Third Update】.

Chapter 382 The relationship between the sword girl and the supreme god, calling my father [5-4]

　　"This is? Heretic God? Also, Ability God?"

　　"No, you are not a god."

　　The white-robed old man pointed at Yan Lingji and said slowly.

　　Later, I saw the accompanying spirits on Yan Lingji's body, especially the accompanying spirits at the upper god level.

　　I looked at Yan Lingji a few more times in surprise.

　　It was as if he couldn't understand why a demigod would have such a terrifying companion spirit.

　　However, after a little thought, I figured it out.

　　At the level of Yanling Ji's demigod, it is impossible to have a companion spirit at the level of a higher god. I am afraid that the companion spirit on her body was bestowed by her elders.

　　To be able to bestow the companion spirits of the upper god level, I am afraid that the elder level of this little girl is no less than him.

　　However, he was only a little surprised by the identity of Yan Lingji and others, and had no other ideas.

　　To be precise, he has no ill will towards Yan Lingji and Slime.

　　Even if these two made a big noise in his temple, he didn't have much thought.

　　In his eyes, the entire Supreme Temple is not as important as the Saint of the Sword, a child who has been favored by him.

　　"But none of that matters."

　　The old man shook his head, and his eyes returned to the Sword Maiden.

　　"The Lady of the Sword."

　　"See Your Majesty the Supreme God."

　　Suddenly, the Sword Maiden reverently saluted the white-robed old man with a respectful expression and a pious attitude.