"Why don't you let us in? You damned Nordic barbarians, fuck!"
A tall, thin young man in a sweater hid in a corner, intoxicatedly taking a sip of something indescribable, feeling high and ecstatic, while muttering angrily, "Bitch, bitch! You're using our land, but you won't let us in. You Nordic barbarians, you're trash!"
His long life as an addict had distorted his brain somewhat, and he had developed a deep resistance to the mild mental pollution of the Eye of Destruction, so it was basically harmless.
All he was worried about were the worm parasites on the road.
He saw with his own eyes that a companion who was sucking the "treasure" was knocked down by a worm parasite that crawled out of the sewer. After a burst of biting, the companion was bitten to death!
Therefore, he was already filled with fear of London. After arriving here in a panic and in a daze, he could only keep taking "treasure" to relieve his fear.
Because of the negative effects of the 'baby', he is becoming more and more irritable. Coupled with the influence of the Eye of Destruction on him, he now hates the missionaries of the Thunder Church inside and wants to eat them alive.
The drug addicts who followed him nodded in agreement, and for a moment everyone was united in their hatred of the enemy.
In the corner, a gangster saw the drug addicts gathered together, sneered, strode forward, and showed the gun on his waist. He taunted: "I have a gun here, do you want to go shoot that Nordic barbarian?"
Although he was very dissatisfied with the arrangements of the Thunder Church, he was still sane and knew that the Thunder Church was the only guarantee of their safety at the moment.
Now they only need to deal with the worm parasites coming from all directions, and do not need to deal with any other crises.
But if the Thunder Church collapses, they will face more than just worm parasites.
The reason why this gangster stood up was simply because he couldn't stand the nonsense of these drug addicts.
What are you trying to show off to? If you have the guts, then go for it. If you really dare, that's what it means. Why are you pretending to be so arrogant when you're standing here and not daring to do anything?
This is the kind of person gangsters despise the most.
"gun?!"
"ah..."
"Shipman, forget it, forget it."
The drug addicts around them turned pale with rage when they saw the gun. They were indeed high on drugs just now, and they would never dare to do it if they were asked to do it.
The gangster sneered contemptuously and was about to turn and leave when the drug addict named Sippman suddenly felt as if he had lost some face and immediately shouted, "Give it to me, I'll go!"
"Um?"
The gangster slowly turned around, looked at Sipman viciously, and said coldly, "Have you thought it through, bastard? If you dare to lie to me, I will chop your fingers into pieces and feed them to the dogs!"
"I, Sippman, have the final say in the south of the city. Feel free to ask around!"
Shipman took another puff of "Baby" and suddenly became a little confused. He stepped forward, took the gangster's gun, and strode into the church.
Looking at Shipman's figure, the drug addicts couldn't believe it and cheered among each other. The gangsters didn't expect that Shipman actually took his gun and went into the church.
'He's not really going to shoot the Thunder Church missionaries, is he?'
The gangster suddenly felt a pang of regret: "No... Impossible, even if this bastard wanted to assassinate the missionary, someone would stop him. The London Police are nearby to maintain order... No, no problem."
......
The crowded Thunder Church was filled with all kinds of voices. As a missionary of the Thunder Church, Ayton tried his best to do everything he could to rescue the civilians in London.
An invisible thunder barrier is constantly expanding, with the Thunder Church as its center, and seems to be expanding step by step towards the whole of London.
Within the thunder barrier, all the monsters disappeared, the worm parasites twitched for a while and then stopped moving, the worms died wailing, and the gaze of the Eye of Destruction was also blocked by the thunder barrier.
This was not Ayton's credit. Ayton knew that it was the great Thunder Lord who displayed his divine power, transmitting energy through the crystal ball to protect the city of London.
Everyone calls him a missionary, and Ayton did not object, seemingly accepting the title. In fact, Ayton's real identity is one of the nine bishops of the Thunder Church.
Eaton clenched the crystal ball in his hand, took a deep breath, looked at the complex scene around him, and sighed slightly.
He never thought that there would be a day when he would become the last savior of a city.
At the beginning, he was still terrified by the ravages of Jörmungandr and Fenrir. He searched the Internet for the safest place in the world and wanted to immigrate to Australia. However, he did not expect that he would be so calm after facing the extraordinary events.
"Your Highness, Saint Aiton, a civilian has come in. He calls himself Shipman and claims to have important news concerning London."
A true missionary who had followed Ayton from Denmark hurried over and whispered in Ayton's ear, "He's acting a little crazy. I suspect he's been taking some drugs... Also, he won't allow us to search him and keeps throwing a tantrum. I suggest you don't see him."
"No matter who he is, he is a member of the Lord's rule. We cannot deny him because of his special nature, nor can we deny him because he has the potential to cause terrible situations."
After Ayton smiled lightly, he told the missionary one of the tenets of the Thunder Church.
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