Chapter 346 Have you ever seen the power of the wind god?
The cold wind on the snow blew up the robe of the Son of Annihilation, but to Agnello, this kind of coldness did not exist, and everything was isolated.
He took his time, admiring the changes in their expressions at his words.
Although there was no sign of surrender in Sigrid's eyes from beginning to end, her breath could not hide her physical weakness and fatigue.
However, the expression of the Tyrant Saint beside her did not completely satisfy Agnello.
He was not moved at all by Tyrant Catholic's state, which was indeed consistent with the Sealer's inner cruelty.
Through the communication from the northern border province, Aniello received clear orders from Bishop Asksan of Annihilation.
Although Bishop Silent did not reveal much, he did remind him that the Holy Son of Tyrant was also a sealer, and an extremely unique one.
From Asksan's one-sided words, Aniello could roughly infer that the Holy Son of Tyrant might have a sealing technique that even Bishop Asksan of Annihilation was wary of.
Of course, this terrifying ability must have many limitations, and it may even be unusable in the short term.
"Holy Son of Tyrant, although I don't know who you really are under that disguise spell, have you ever thought that if you kill the woman next to you, you can become the new cardinal?"
The Son of Nirvana, Agnello, asked with great interest.
During the escape journey, the Holy Son of Tyrant should have had many opportunities to kill Tyrant Catholic.
One of the characteristics of the [Certificate of Resurrection] is that any holder who kills the cardinal can become the new cardinal! No believer in the Resurrection would not want this supreme power, and the [Certificate of the Bishop], which is comparable to the [Original Slate], not to mention that Tyranny already has a piece of [Original Slate].
When there are two mice in a cage, it becomes very interesting to play off each other.
“…”
Sigrid did not become wary of Lanci because of Agnello's words. Instead, she got closer to Lanci.
"I didn't want to be a cardinal. My original intention was just to study academic topics. Then, by chance, I met a trustworthy friend and came here with her. That's all."
Lanqi looked at Agnello and answered his question calmly, as if sharing with his students his series of struggles after coming to the Northern Continent.
He originally came to the Northern Continent to do research. He was not a cultist, but a determined academic.
However, perhaps due to the turbulent times, for the ideals of love and peace, and the Protoss Empire he deeply loved, he gradually updated the outline of the action plan, until now it has slightly deviated from the original.
But he never forgot his original intention and his academic belief was firm, and his ultimate goal was to observe the [Original Stone Tablet-Seal].
He didn't want to be a cardinal or anything like that.
I will never become a cardinal of the Church of the Resurrection in this lifetime.
“…”
The Son of Nirvana was silent for a long time.
He didn't know whether the young man was serious or just teasing him.
When talking with the Holy Son of Tyrant, I always have the feeling that he thinks I have a very low IQ, as if he looks down on me from the bottom of his heart.
"Give me your secret that even Asksan is afraid of, and I won't let you die in such a painful way."
Agnello said coldly. He didn't plan to communicate with the two men any more. "Of course, I also have ways to make you beg me to give it to me willingly."
“…”
Lanqi just smiled slightly when he heard this.
"Son of Annihilation, Agnello, I will not bully you. I swear in the name of the goddess that as long as you can run to the Snowfield Province before the sun rises completely, I will not kill you."
Lanqi raised his left hand and pointed to the south, as if giving Agnello the last bit of leniency.
"My Lady Goddess..."
Agnello smiled at Lanci's provocation, "Only the fools in the Church of the Goddess of Destiny would talk about the goddess all day long."
Do you think that if you confess to the goddess now, she will be able to save you?
When Agnello raised his head again, his eyes had lost all patience!
This pretentious attitude made him very dissatisfied. The attitude of the superior Saint Son of Tyrant, which had never moved him, made the Saint Son of Extinction want to twist his neck off!
The magic energy emanating from the distant sky became stronger and stronger, causing the surrounding snowflakes to tremble.
Thick black clouds gathered in the sky. Attracted by the magic power, the black clouds quickly spun and condensed into a vortex. Shocking waves emanated from it, making the air around it become unusually heavy.
Agnello stretched out his hand, and a dark red magic mark appeared in his palm, which kept expanding, absorbing all the light and energy around it like a black hole. Between this world, all sounds and colors were swallowed up by this magic mark, leaving only dead silence.
Ranch and Sigrid, who were standing far away, could hardly feel their own existence in this magic storm. Everything around them became blurred and even their vision was slowly being swallowed up. This attack might not kill them, but it would definitely make both of them extremely painful and completely lose the ability to resist.
"it's over."
Agnello said coldly, and the magic mark in his hand released a huge black beam of light, which rushed straight into the sky. The beam bloomed in the air, forming a dark magic circle, which enveloped the sky above Lanqi and Sid.
Then, dark grey magic power flew out from the magic circle and transformed into diffused light rain. They descended from the sky towards Lanqi and Sid, intending to completely seal them into sculptures.
Even Sigrid knew that whether or not she could avoid this attack depended on her Son.
During this life-and-death moment, she became exceptionally calm.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
She looked closely at Lanqi, his figure reflected in her pupils.
There was only a hint of apology in Lanqi's helpless smile.
It seemed that when the truly decisive moment came, it would be difficult to explain too much to her, and I hoped that she would not be frightened later.
However, at this moment, West Germany was not panicked at all.
Her purple eyes, which shone like the surface of water, were particularly relieved and gentle. She reached forward and grasped Lanqi's sleeve. Her lips moved slightly as if to tell him that she had experienced life and death with him once, and she would have no complaints even if she died with him this time, so she believed him.
Time seemed to speed up at this moment, and the monstrous magic power surged towards the two of them, falling from the sky and covering their figures! In the vast snowy area covered with dark gray snow, a shocking roar suddenly broke out in the silence. The sound was like a thousand thunders, deafening. In an instant, the entire snowy area was awakened, and all things trembled.
"Hahaha."
Just as Agnello sneered and looked at the moment when everything was submerged in the distance.
Next second.
The entire snowy area was shrouded in a sudden strong wind, and it began to tremble as if the world was about to end!
The gale started out as a tiny whirlwind, but in an instant it became a storm powerful enough to tear apart everything.
Under the violent wind magic, all sealing magic, including the gray line of space left by Agnello before, became like fragile pieces of paper in front of it and were easily blown away!
The sun rises in the snowy region, like the roar of a sacred dragon.
The majestic light that strikes the soul directly interprets the great power that constitutes all things in the world. The glory of the Age of Gods is performed on him. He drives the flow of clouds and changes the appearance of the sky. The power that penetrates the clouds is the unique breath of wind. The wind blows gently on the earth, and the snowflakes stop in an instant and rise against the sky!
In legends from ancient times to the present, the God of Wind controls the direction of the wind. His voice can be a gentle whisper or a thunderous decree.
And the figure standing in the center of the storm is none other than the god who controls the wind!
He looked at Agnello with compassion, sympathy, and a hint of regret.
It's the signal that the game is over.
“Ah…ah…”
Agnello's spell suddenly stopped, his lips and teeth trembled, and his face turned pale in an instant from joy. The thick panic in his suddenly contracted pupils was like a black cloud, obscuring his reason and courage, and making his previous calmness and confidence disappear.
Indescribable fear filled every limb of Agnello, the Son of Annihilation.
He didn't understand why the great priest Loren appeared here, and even pretended to be the son of Tyrant to deceive everyone! ! Today, 8,000 words were updated, double the update volume, please vote for me! (End of this chapter)