Infinite Heroes Seat

Misawa School, a strange-looking building, the building itself is quadrangular, and there is nothing special. However, there are a total of four twelve-story buildings like this, occupying four corners of the intersection, which look like the character "Tian". Between the four buildings, there is an air corridor connection, which looks very strange from a distance.

It was already evening, and there were few pedestrians on the road, but two figures stood outside the gate of Sanzawa School.

Scratching his blond hair, Mowen gave Steel a blank look.

"Hey, do you have any humanity in the British Puritanism? I just recovered from a serious illness, so I can't wait to get me to be a thug?"

There was a sneer on Steele's face, "There is still the mind to take advantage of the child. I think you are too energetic now, and you need to exercise moderately, lest you do something inferior to the animal!"

Although determined to protect Intiqs's smiling face, seeing her and Mo Wen together, Steel still couldn't swallow the breath after all, opening his mouth wide, and mocking Mo Wen.

It's a pity that Mowen is not the numbness in the original book. Compared with the poisonous tongue, he is not inferior to anyone.

I saw him squinting at Steele, "Really, that's better than some people. I thought that after I found out that I was cheated, someone would show great power and kill the necessary evil church alone. Take revenge. I didn’t expect to end up being a dog for others. Wouldn’t you have already graduated from the kindergarten of lo*ic*n, and then fell into the arms of the supreme bishop and aunt who didn’t know how many years he lived? , Oh, my poor Inticus, she didn't expect her former partner to be this kind of person!"

Vicious and poisonous, Mo Wen's even sarcasm made Steele pale.

subconsciously. Still grabbing the talisman in his hand, he wanted to fight Mo Wen desperately, but at last he remembered that he had something important to him, took a deep breath, and suppressed the anger again.

"Let's go. This action was decided at the same time by the chairman of the school city and the supreme bishop. If you don't want Inticus to leave you, you'd better do it!"

"Aleister, Laura Stewart!" Mo Wen said the two names softly. There was a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, especially when he mentioned the former, there was a kind of hatred from the heart.

It was this old fox who secretly tried to rescue Inticus not long ago. As a result, he was hit by the aftermath of the sigh of the Dragon King, the top magic power, and lost his memory for several days.

Mo Wen has the body of a heroic spirit. He can be at the peak of his life and freely manipulate the treasures formed by his deeds. However, unlike those who become heroic spirits after death, he never died and will never die. Mo Wen has the power to move on. His boundaries are not limited by life and death, but whether he is reincarnated or directly enters other worlds, he is still a flesh and blood body, even if this flesh body is outrageously strong. It also possesses the characteristics of a flesh and blood body. Therefore, the Dragon King sighed that the penetrating attack did hurt his head. In the next few days, he also completely lost his memory, and almost subconsciously exposed everything, but thanks to the body of the heroic spirit, he always While staying at the peak, the Dragon King sighed and it was not a continuous injury, he finally recovered his memory.

Although it was only a few days, the life of amnesia was still very difficult. The imitation and helplessness made Mo Wen feel uncomfortable for a long time.

However, Mo Wen had to admire the old fox for being hot enough. Since the fantasy killer was used by others, I would brainwash him and start everything over again. When the Roman Orthodox Church and the English Puritan Church were staring secretly, he still It is really bold to dare to do this kind of thing.

But admiration doesn't mean that Mo Wen forgave him, if he had the opportunity, he would never mind having Aleister's head off.

Seeing Mo Wen bowing his head over there, I don't know what to think, but Steele is a little impatient.

"Hurry up! There is no time for you to waste now!"

Mo Wen glanced at him lightly, "What anxious! There is still a good show yet to play!"

As if confirming Mo Wen's words, a loud and mad voice sounded at Sanze School.

"According to the seventh chapter of the eighth chapter of John's Revelation──"

"──The first angel, the sound of destruction holding a wind instrument is reproduced here!"

Like the far bark of a wild beast, the sound spread extremely far in the silent night sky.

Then, in an instant, all the voices disappeared.

Originally floating in the night sky, there were patches of clouds, all of which were blown away.

A thick beam of light emitted from the sky to the world, like falling thunder, slashed towards the Sanzawa school. The bright red blood light seemed to be thousands of flame arrows gathered and merged, and it penetrated "Sanzawa" with just one blow. "School" one of the four buildings, and then the shock wave brought by it swept toward the other three buildings.

Like a squashed plastic pipe, the entire Misawa School building burst open, stones and rubble sprayed out all around, and billowing smoke and dust came oncoming like a sandstorm.

"How is it possible, it is the Gregorian chant team! What the lunatics of the Roman Orthodox want to do, this is the Academy City! They are not afraid of causing war between the two sides!"

Seeing the scene like a nuclear explosion, Steele exclaimed.

"Gregor's Singing Team"-the ultimate weapon of the Roman Orthodox Church, three thousand three hundred and thirty-three monks gathered in the sanctuary to chant the magic of the sacred mantra. Just like focusing the sunlight with a magnifying glass, the power of magic can be greatly increased.

Although I knew something from the original work for a long time, looking at the mighty power of the Gregor Anthem team, Mo Wen was still a little envious. I don't know when the heroic spirits under his own will have this kind of power. This is almost a magical version. Intercontinental missiles.

Seeing the ruin-like sight in front of him, Stil suddenly turned his head and looked at Mo Wen.

"You knew it a long time ago?"

With a shrug, Mo Wen didn't speak.

"Cut, mystery guy!" Stil spat, turned and walked back, but Mo Wen held him back.

"Where are you going?"

"Where? Of course I went back! The Sanze School was bombarded to pieces, and the vampire killer who wanted us to save must have died with no scum left!"

But it was as if he was laughing at Steele. As soon as his voice fell, it was like rewinding. First, the smoke disappeared, and then the scattered bricks and shattered tiles flew back, just a few blinks of an eye. The Misawa School was restored to its original condition, and then the same beam of light shot from the Misawa School to the sky. Needless to say, where is the destination of this sharp spear, it is worthy of the name to treat its body by its own way. .

"The Gregorian Anthem team is over!" Mo Wen said lightly, his gaze turned to the sky, the destruction of the strongest weapon, does this mean that the Roman Orthodox Church has begun to weaken.

On the other side, Steele was more concerned about another matter.

"Aureos Ishad can't do any magic in other areas, so it can only be alchemy, but it can have such an effect in alchemy,-is it golden great elixir? But he How did it do? It takes a person to sing a mantra for hundreds of years without sleep!"

Mo Wen didn't care much, he strode towards the gate of Sanze School.

"Go in and take a look. It's our task to defeat the guy named Oreos and rescue the poor vampire slayer, Steele, what are you still hesitating about!"

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Behind the gate is a very wide lobby. As far as Misawajuku was originally used as a cram school for students, it looks very luxurious and seems to be a means to attract customers.

At this time it was midnight, and there was no one in the hall. No, maybe it’s wrong to say that. There are four elevators deep in the hall, and in the corner between the first and second, there is a human figure. His hands and feet were severely distorted and deformed, looking like broken copper and rotten iron, but under that iron block, there was a sticky black oil stain like coal tar.

You don’t have to look closely at ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Mo Wen, who has fought on the battlefield for an unknown number of times, recognized this as a corpse. It has been a long time since he died. Looking at the style of the armor, it should be something from the West. These religious knights.

"Are you Puritan or Roman Orthodox?"

Mo Wen asked indifferently.

But Steele sneered slightly, showing a mocking expression.

"Of course it belongs to the Roman Orthodox Church. Our Puritan knights are not so weak. They were killed without even entering the elevator!"

Mo Wen gave him a surprised look.

"I feel that in the face of this situation, your knight has to kneel when he comes!"

With a light jingle, the four elevators opened at the same time, and a group of expressionless students walked out from the inside. In the other direction, a steady stream of students also came out of the emergency corridor.

From entering the gate, within less than a minute, Mo Wen and Steel were surrounded by hundreds of students who looked like puppets.