I, the Holy Maiden of Light, tear the Outer God with my hands

An Jie's ship was stable under the blessing of her light power, but the ship of the cultists was different.

They were like toys put into a washing machine, pulled into the bottom of the sea by the central vortex, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.Some of the unlucky ones collided with other ships before being pulled into the bottom of the sea, and disappeared into fragments all over the place.

The cultists wanted to imitate Anjie's way and fix the hull of the ship on the sea with magic power, but they found desperately that when they injected the magic power, they fell into the sea like mud cows and never returned.

Whenever their magic power touches the sea water, they will be dissolved and swallowed by the rich power of light contained in it.

After the last resort was deprived, the cultists could only wait to die. In the blink of an eye, there were only a few scattered ships left on the sea.

And these ships are also riddled with holes, as if they will sink into the sea in the next second.

After disposing of these cultists, An Jie also returned to the boat panting heavily.

As soon as she landed, Anjie was held by Noah and Betty on the left and right.

"Are you okay?" Noah looked at An Jie worriedly.

Originally Noah was taking care of the sleeping Betty, but suddenly there was a sudden earthquake, and Betty, who had been sleeping well, fell face down on the ground and suddenly woke up. The two rushed to the deck without stopping and saw An Jie looked weak.

Betty also looked at An Jie anxiously, as if she was going to give An Jie another life magic.

An Jie smiled and shook her head, "I've overplayed my pretense, I'm a little tired, just take a rest."

As she said that, An Jie paused, her gaze passed Noah and Betty, and landed on Lucia.

At this time, Lucia was looking at herself with complicated eyes.

An Jie smiled slightly, "It seems that after you take back Dragon Island, there will be no more fog on Dragon Island."

Lucia shook her head lightly. Whether she can take back Dragon Island is still a question, but after seeing Anjie's strength, Lucia is full of confidence in this point.

"Then what are we going to do next?" Lucia asked curiously.

She felt that the helper sent by the Guangming Church dared to make such a big commotion, and he must have thought of a very strict and perfect plan.

"What should I do?" An Jie blinked.

Lucia nodded as a matter of course, "Tell me about your plan, as the Queen of the Dragon Clan, I will definitely do my best to help you!"

Then, under the expectant gaze of the dragon queen, An Jie waved her hand and said proudly:

"That's the plan, damn it!"

"???"

Lucia was dumbfounded.

I'm waiting to hear your plan, not my swearing.

"Sorry... I don't seem to understand. Could you say that again?"

"It's ok, what we have to do next is to wait where we are, until the cultists and evil gods take the initiative to come to us, and then we will kill them all, and that's it. How about it, isn't it very simple?"

"..."

Lucia bowed her head.

She began to think about whether she should run away now, and let the saint who seemed to have a problem with her mind die by herself.

Chapter 230 Chapter 30 No, you came at the right time

"Who gave you the courage?" Lucia rubbed the center of her brows, her tone a little helpless, "You see that you are exhausted now, and even if you walk, you need someone to support you. You have brought them here now, just relying on your current strength." Why should the state deal with them?"

An Jie waved her hands carelessly, "It's okay. I can still deal with a mere evil spirit."

The corner of Lucia's mouth twitched, "What if they all come?"

"impossible!"

"why?"

"Which storybook have you seen where the big villain himself came out at the very beginning? Didn't they first send a few miscellaneous soldiers to level up the protagonist, and then send his subordinates over one by one, and when everyone is dead, the protagonist Did he come out to die at the most awesome time!"

An Jie gave Lucia a reassuring look.

"So, don't worry, I can definitely handle it!"

"..."

Lucia really wanted to refute An Jie, that was a script, a poem in the mouth of a minstrel, not a serious battle!

But when she thought of the purple girl on the mast, she felt relieved.

Perhaps, Anjie's support is the girl on the mast.

...

"My lord, the fog outside Dragon Island has been broken!"

A cultist rushed into the palace in a panic, and almost fell over halfway because he was too nervous.

It used to be the residence of the Dragon King, but now it has become the stronghold of a cult.

After the cultists landed on Long Island, it was occupied by several cult bishops and evil gods.

At this time, several bishops were sitting around a magic circle, and there were also four tall figures wrapped in black cloths sitting in the magic circle. Seeing the cultists running in in a panic, the bishops and a few men in black robes rushed in. look at him together.

When their eyes fell on the cultist at the same time, the latter felt that his heart was pinched by an invisible big hand in an instant. As long as he dared to show a trace of disrespect, his heart would be instantly crushed. Crush to pieces!

The feeling of horror made the forehead of the cultist covered with fine beads of sweat.

"What's wrong with the fog? Say it again." A cult bishop frowned and asked in a deep voice.

The cultist swallowed, "The fog outside Dragon Island has been broken. Moreover, most of the believers stationed in the waters outside the island have returned to the embrace of the God Lord... Only a small number of believers ran back. "

After the cultist finished speaking, the bishop and the black-robed people in the palace looked at each other without saying a word. .

"Who did it?"

After a moment of dead silence, a man in black robe broke the silence.

The cultists quickly told what happened at sea.

In the end, he added: "Because the distance is too far, we didn't see clearly who the attacker was. We can only see... It seems to be a man with long blond hair."

"man?"

"Hmm. We can't be wrong about this. Although it's just a glance, the figure of the other party is definitely a male. Hmm...although it's a bit short compared to ordinary males."

After the cultist finished speaking, he was surprised to find that the bishop and the people in black robes in front of him breathed a sigh of relief.

"As long as it's not that crazy woman, no matter who comes, don't be afraid." A bishop said confidently.

Although he didn't say who the "crazy woman" was, the bishops and people in black robes present knew that he was referring to the woman who was currently sitting on the Pope's throne in the Holy Church of the King's Capital—

Castell Saint Mysis!

This woman can be said to be their nightmare.

But only she is the nightmare.

"But since that lifeless heretic outside dares to disturb our actions, then we must make him pay the price!" A black-robed man stood up and sneered, "Leave it to me to deal with it, just as I just When you come out of the seal ||, you should move your body."

As he said that, the man in black sneered, and the body under the black robe began to swell. The originally loose black robe collapsed tightly on his body at this time, and the strange and twisted body underneath was outlined.

However, as soon as he stood up, he was stopped by three other men in black robes beside him.

He looked at them in bewilderment.

"Let's go with you. Our sacrificial ceremony is about to begin. Don't make any mistakes. Just in case, try not to act alone."

"Are you being too cautious? We are alien gods! As long as it is not that crazy woman Castel, who can defeat us? Look, isn't the majestic Dragon Island still in our hands? Even their dragon The palace is occupied by us."

"Don't forget, it was because of this kind of thinking that Castell sealed us in!"

"..." The black-robed man was silent for a while, and retorted faintly, "Actually...even if she doesn't plot against us, we can't beat her."

"..."

This sudden sentence stunned the people in black robes. Fortunately, no matter what they say, they are also hundreds or thousands of foreign gods, so they can still hold on to their shame, "No matter what, it will be fine to be more cautious. .”

"Alright alright."

The man in black at the beginning sighed and could only nod helplessly.

When leaving, the man in black specifically told the bishops who stayed at the place to maintain the magic circle of the sacrificial ceremony and not make any mistakes.

After getting an affirmative answer from the bishops, they walked out of the Dragon Hall contentedly.

If An Jie knew that the villain had evolved a brain because of her mother's heroic deeds, then she would definitely rush back to the Holy Church in Wangdu and bring hundreds of believers to stare at her day and night.

But Anjie didn't have the ability to predict the future and understand the past. At this time, she was lying on a deck chair on the deck, enjoying the sunbath and the fruits that Noah handed to her mouth from time to time.

As for Betty, because she was robbed of the job of feeding fruit, she could only lie on the other side of Anjie, glaring at Noah.

Seeing this posture, the veins on Lucia's forehead twitched.

Who would have thought that the girl in front of her would be the hero who wanted to save the Dragon Clan?

Lucia began to doubt whether she had made the right choice to believe in An Jie.

When Lucia was about to close herself, Naia walked over slowly and looked at Anjie with a smile.

Anjie also felt a little embarrassed to be stared at by Naia like this.

She still remembered that among the girls around her, Naia was the most jealous.

And most of the time, it's the kind of holding back and then settling accounts after the fall.

"Isn't it time for me to come?" Naia raised her eyebrows, with a meaningful smile on her lips, but her eyes lingered on the two girls beside An Jie.

Naia's words were all about this, how could An Jie not understand what she meant.

But An Jie's brain suddenly twitched, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand to Naia, "No, you came at the right time, do you want to come together?"

Chapter 231 Chapter 31 Get out of the way!I'm going to pretend!

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell into silence. Everyone was obviously shocked by An Jie's answer.

Only Naia smiled meaningfully, "I don't need to be together now, after all, I prefer to 'eat alone'."

An Jie: "..."

Hearing the girl say this, An Jie felt pain in her heart, and subconsciously rubbed her waist.

Almost every time I do good things with Naia, I will be exhausted.

Noah, who saw all this in his eyes, narrowed his eyes. The woman's intuition told her that An Jie's action was wrong!

But I have no evidence.

At this time, Naia also changed the topic with a smile.

She pointed in the direction of Long Island and said softly, "Here we are."

As soon as the words fell, a purple-black beam of energy surged towards An Jie, and the violent energy evaporated the sea water passing by into a hazy mist.

An Jie turned over and rushed into the air, pulled out the light from the void, dumbfounded, and slashed at the energy beam of light with a sword.

The thick energy beam, facing the artifact-level light, can only be cut open. The energy beam separated from the middle hits the sea surface on both sides of the big ship, causing two balls of water to explode.

After dealing with the blow, An Jie frowned and looked in the direction of the attack.

I saw four tall figures wrapped in black robes standing on the sea in the distance. The moment she saw these four people, An Jie confirmed their identities——

Outer God!

The evil god summoned by the pagans!

"All of them really came!?" An Jie felt a little helpless, "Is this a big draw?"

While An Jie was talking to herself, the four outer gods also looked at An Jie as if facing a formidable enemy.

The move just now was made by the four of them together. Even though it was just a tentative attack, they didn't use their full strength.

But he was still cut into two pieces so easily by the opponent, obviously the strength of this heretic should not be underestimated!

After thinking of this, they were all a little thankful that they did not act alone but chose to dispatch together. Otherwise, if only one person was really sent, it is estimated that the ship might capsize in the gutter.

But the reality is that there are not so many assumptions. The current form is undoubtedly dominated by the Outer God in terms of the combination of strength and the number of people.