I am level zero and start my journey to another world from Dragon Girl Village

At this moment, Ai Bo's fear, pain, loneliness and all negative emotions completely disappeared.

All she had was the desire to live. Ai Bo looked at the road ahead that was like an abyss and moved forward resolutely.

Aibo's right eye turned into the eye of the devil Aibo.

"Aibo, I will definitely take you out of here alive."

The demon-hunting saints who came to the Place of Sin had already died at the hands of Thor and others.

It is obvious that this level of combat power cannot break through their defense line at all.

And they will be greeted by four holy messengers embodying divine power.

The four great holy envoys appeared in front of Thor, Charles, Dinate, the masked man, Leah, and Moslian who were guarding the four directions.

Thor is facing Leonardo Fiddlesticks, the Holy Emissary of the Templar.

This man was dressed in plain clothes and had an ordinary appearance, but the secret book in his hand exuded the aura of God.

"Dilenavic Thor Sebastian, I have found your real name in the Secret Book of God. Join the Cult of God and bathe in the grace of God with me."

Thor just made a low gesture.

"You wish."

Dinat also met his old friend.

"Dinat St. Louis, I didn't expect that our farewell would be like this."

Dinat looked quietly at the Holy Envoy of Judgment in front of him.

The Holy Envoy of Judgment, Gilshu Tiramisu, is a square-faced middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who looks a bit serious.

What is inconsistent with his upright appearance is his calculating mind.

Dinat's originally calm face turned hideous when he appeared.

A hint of sarcasm appeared on Dinat's face.

"I thought that with your dirty tricks, I would see you replace her and become the Pope."

Gilhu Tirami ignored Dinate's mocking warning and said:

"Don't slander me, old friend. For the sake of our old acquaintance, please leave here."

"Unless I die, I will not let you step into the monastery that Senior Billy guarded with his life."

The masked man looked at Dinate at this moment and felt a little shocked.

That smooth-talking client who spends all day lying on a woman's belly actually has such a manly side.

"What can you do now? It's time for the Holy Blade of Judgment to be in my hands."

........

Charles, who was in the state of Giant of Light, had not yet canceled his transformation because he had a hunch that these small fry were just appetizers.

Sure enough, a six-winged boy slowly landed in front of Charles.

"Are you an angel?"

The boy yawned lazily.

"I guess so. I've lived too long to even remember. Let me introduce myself. I'm Kevin Gabriel, the Holy Emissary of the Holy Temple of Savior."

The boy couldn't help but complain again: "Why did they let me deal with the most difficult one?"

"Uncle, just show your respect for me. Let's both be gentle."

"Okay." Charles agreed readily, but it was not certain whether he would let go or not.

The scene comes to the west, where a middle-aged woman in holy robes is slowly moving towards the huge god of death.

The Grim Reaper's scythe swung across the woman's body as if it were nothing. The woman continued walking without being affected in the slightest.

Leah frowned. "Why can't her soul be harvested?"

Mosilian couldn't answer, but the woman gave the answer.

"My soul has long been dedicated to the gods, so you certainly can't harvest it."

After answering the question, the woman began to sing to herself.

"God, listen to my call and punish the sinners who plunder the souls of believers. Your faithful believer, the holy priest Gulifia Mathias, prays here."

Divine light descended, and a sacred and huge figure appeared. The figure had a golden helmet with wings on the back and held a hundred-meter-long holy sword in his hand, which looked solemn and sacred.

Seeing this, Mosilian realized that if he didn't take action, Leah's Death would not be enough.

Mosilian's body continued to grow, and another hundred-meter-long giant appeared. He pulled out the hundred-meter-long hammer-head broadsword from his back.

In four directions, a war between four holy envoys is about to break out.

The demon hunter saint Helaka Bisona has quietly approached the monastery.

At this time, Light was standing quietly beside Aibo as a guardian.

He knew that everyone was fighting for him and for Ai Bo at this moment.

Hraka Bisona came to the backyard, and the sound of footsteps made Light open his eyes.

He was a man with a stern face and a long face, and he looked cold and ruthless.

Helaka Bisona looked at the beam of light.

He sighed, "Throughout the ages, many demons have attempted to break through the shackles of the Demon Hunting Temple, but all have failed without exception. She is the one who came closest to success. What a pity! After all her struggles, she is still greeted with death."

"I can feel the power Billy Cyborg is hiding. I never thought that selfish traitor would seal the divine power inside a filthy demon in the form of a seal."

"Hahaha, but it doesn't matter. That divine power will still belong to me in the end."

A demonic mask appeared on Helaka Bisona's face, and his body began to swell and transform into a demon.

There were ugly spikes on its back and arms, and purple-black fur on its body. Its upper body was abnormally swollen, but its lower body was not that big, and the proportions were very disproportionate.

The pair of horns on the top of the head were half a meter long and curved backwards, with nails as sharp as claws, and two more horns protruding from the shoulders.

At this moment, he is more like a devil than a demon.

Chapter 166 God Lost

Wright glanced at his panel.

Name: Helaka Bisona

Race: Human (Demonized)

Level: 620

HP: 45871847/55488410

MP: 0/0 (When enchanted, MP is added to HP, and any skill consumed will consume HP.)

Power: 84415

Skills: Demonization, Abyss Assault, Fear, Boiling Blood, Sinful Aura, Cataclysm, Full Demonization...

Looking at the terrifying demon, Light held the Holy Mithril Spear.

This enemy is very strong. Normally, he would just turn around and run away without staying.

But now he can't retreat, because behind him are the people he wants to protect.

Helaka Bisona was surprised to see the Holy Mithril, and then the terrifying hoarse voice sounded.

"How do you have Holy Mithril?"

"This has nothing to do with you."

As he said this, he raised his spear and pierced Helaka Bisona's body, but he couldn't pull the spear out.

Suddenly the gun turned into liquid holy mithril and quickly merged into Wright's body.

"It's a pity that this thing is of no use to me."

Wright didn't waste any words, and his offensive came like mushrooms after rain.

Holy Mithril is armed on any part of Wright.

When Wright uses his fists, he attaches to his fists; when he uses his knees, he appears on his knees.

Wright understood that his attack would have no substantial effect on this behemoth, but that was not a reason for inaction.

Even if it can be delayed for a second, Aibo will have a glimmer of hope.

Light tried very hard to dodge Helaka Bisona's attacks, but was inevitably affected.

Wright was kicked and flew out, landing hard on the wall.

Wright fell to the ground facing the collapsed courtyard wall.

In just a moment, Light rushed out and continued to fight against Helaka Bisona.

The huge gap in strength made Wright fall and stand up again and again.

He can't waste even a second, he has to seize every opportunity to delay time.

Even Helaka Bisona couldn't help but admire Light's perseverance.

"Your vitality is as strong as your will."

Wright wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with an embarrassed smile: "Thanks for the compliment."

At this moment, the battle situations in the four major directions all fell into disadvantages.

Thor was half-kneeling with the holy weapon in his hand, breathing heavily.

The enemy before him, with the help of the secret book in his hand, can use more magic than Thor.

Moreover, he seemed to know his weaknesses very well.

The Holy Envoy was approaching slowly, and he advised as he walked:

"Thor, you are an outstanding hero. Your talent should not be wasted here. Join the cult of God and practice with me. With the grace of God, I will definitely help you ascend to the throne of God."

Thor couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"Hahahahahaha, do you think everyone wants to join your broken sect, and everyone wants to become the high and mighty God? Stop joking. I'd rather die here than become one of you who abuses divine power for personal gain under the guise of God."

The Holy Envoy shook his head helplessly: "Since you are so determined, there is nothing I can do."

The secret book praising the Holy Messenger was still glowing with light and began to turn pages automatically.

"In all the heavens and the universe, all living things, wherever the divine light shines, are the divine lands; wherever the divine voice reaches, are the divine followers. God bestows blessings on the believers of God and punishes the enemies of God."

Thor stood up with difficulty and injected all his magic power into the holy weapon.

Then he bit his finger and used the blood from his fingertips to dot his forehead.

At that moment, the blood began to spread, forming a blood crown around Thor's forehead.

Thor's hair began to grow longer and his body became a little bigger.

The slightly immature face has become more mature, and the eyes are more determined.

This is the secret technique of the royal family of Dilenavik. It is a way to gain the power of one's own future at the cost of one's vitality.

The power of this secret technique lies in the fact that the stronger the user becomes in the future, the stronger this technique will be. Otherwise, it will be a useless secret technique.

Thor looked at the holy vessel in his hand.

"Toule, I gave you this name, it's so rustic but I like it."

Thor floats in the air holding the holy sword Toulai.

At this moment, he had lost his previous arrogance, and was only left with the calmness of a strong man.

Thor was seen holding the sword in one hand, with the dragon wings intertwined on the hilt fully spread out. Five terrifyingly pure elements gathered on the sword body, and a dragon's roar could be faintly heard.

A sword wave was swung out, and the shadows of the six intertwined and circling dragons collided with the light on the Secret Book of God.

The Holy Priest watched the light being gradually devoured by the giant dragon, gradually widened his eyes, and exclaimed in disbelief:

"God, actually lost."

The giant dragon swallowed up the divine light and also the holy messenger.