This fourth-level elemental weaver did not hold out for long under the siege of three high-level divine benefactors from Jing'an City.

He was filled with resentment!

What happened in Jing'an City?

A bunch of high-ranking divine benefactors surrounding a weakling? Is there something seriously wrong?

He glanced hatefully at Meng Yi who was standing in the distance, feeling bitter in his heart.

I should have known better than to spare his life. This man has a big secret. If I kill him sooner, maybe something will happen...

At this time, Meng Yi no longer tried to get close. This guy was doomed to die. In order to prevent the other party from giving him a hard blow before he died, he now stayed away from him.

The Weaver's elemental body shifted back and forth between earth, water, fire, and wind, overturning half of the street far away from the Redemption Foundation.

Even under the suppression of Chen Guanshan and others, this weaver still caused considerable damage.

I guess the scholars in the city will be busy again.

Only after seeing the fire elemental body of the weaver explode like fireworks did Meng Yi breathe a sigh of relief.

That was close!

It's almost time to consider facing the Blood Festival head-on.

Fortunately, Dawn Judgment had been arranged in advance.

Qin Keke came so quickly, she must be not far from the Redemption Foundation. It would be strange if this was not an intentional arrangement by the Dawn Judgment.

As everything settled down, Ange's figure appeared ghostly beside Meng Yi.

He gently placed his left hand on Meng Yi's shoulder and gritted his teeth, "You kid...

Ning Xingxiu told me before that you might be dead, but you are alive and well, and you are still looking for trouble with me!"

Who else could have usurped the power of the gods... except the new god who claimed to be the Savior?

He really didn't want to know about this kind of thing, but he had to run into it!

Ning Xingxiu, that bastard!

Ange's eyes flicked across Chen Guanshan obscurely. It was hard to say what the Psion would do...

Chen Guanshan was furious, veins popping out on his massive head. "Why are you looking at me? I knew about this before you did!"

A psychic could easily perceive other people's emotional reactions, and in his eyes, Ange's little thoughts were no different from shouting.

Ange looked embarrassed and had forgotten about it.

Chen Guanshan snorted coldly and flashed in front of Meng Yi. This was the first time he met Meng Yi.

After taking a few careful looks, his gentle voice began to echo in Meng Yi's heart.

"The God's grace followers under the Blood Spirit Festival are somewhat special. They maintain a certain organizational structure that is completely different from the followers of other righteous gods.

This is because the Blood Origin Sacrifice ascended from an evil god to the throne of a righteous god twenty years ago, and his followers have retained their usual style as followers of an evil god."

Meng Yi suddenly realized that this was telling him that other divine benefactors would not have such a big reaction as the Weavers when seeing the power of grace that was of the same "origin" as their own.

There is no organizational relationship between the believers of Qiweizhengshen at all. Everyone does their own thing and no one knows each other.

Just like how Li Hao looked at Li Hui, he didn't think there was any problem at all.

Well…except for pleasure and pain, they are more fun together.

This was like giving him a reassurance.

If all high-level divinely blessed ones were like the weaver today, wouldn't it be difficult for me to move forward in the future?

The powerful mental power of a third-level psychic swept over the area, and Chen Guanshan comforted him:

"Fortunately, apart from the people from the Redemption Foundation, there aren't many other people around. I'll go deal with them first. Hehe... Don't worry, I'll just erase today's memories.

As for redeeming your subordinates, do you need my help?"

Of course!

Meng Yi nodded repeatedly, noting that he didn't have the necessary skills at the moment. "Please leave it to Chen to arbitrate."

Chen Guanshan's figure quickly flashed to another place.

Meng Yi turned his head to look at Ange's left hand still on his shoulder, and cold sweat began to appear on his back.

This is Ange, the man who brought great shock to her soul.

Damn! Take it away! He couldn't help cursing in his heart.