Vol 2 Chapter 25: Holy Gun

Two more today! Seeking a red ticket!
There was a 4D outbreak this week, and I hope you can give it a try!
It's almost summer vacation? All student friends should also be able to relax a bit, then have more time to throw a red ticket.
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Panning, who was buckling his nose, slowed down a bit, and the dead fish eyes rolled over, then he stood up and hesitatedly lifted the sledgehammer under his butt, hitting Ashcandi's chin fiercely!
"Boo!"
The sound of metal collision echoed in the cell.
The burst of air is not only the air waves, but also the horror breath mixed with the elements bursting.
"Heavy Hammer" Pan Ning, the first physical combat power of the Heretic Judgment, the scorpion who has more power than Yalong but does not speak more than three sentences a year. His full blow is enough for any opponent to shatter into the ground. Scum, just at the moment his heavy hammer was swung out, but it was Ashcandi’s faint laughter.
"Oh, you don't deserve to bite."
Ashcandi’s chin only had a blood stain on his chin, but he didn’t seem to have any signs of extra injuries-it was impossible to doubt her body structure, but Panin once again muffed the movement of the hammer and was reached by Maxim. stop.
"Be gentle with ladies."
The bald voice gently persuaded the dwarf Pan Ning, who was still hitting Ashcandi’s lower abdomen with a hammer, and the latter's body suddenly rose into the air, but was dragged to death by the shackles of the imprisonment-just so scary 'S attack still did not make Ashkandi's face even a minute change.
The bald head turned a blind eye to Panning's obsessive-tempered temperament, but stretched out his hand and took something out of the package he had been carrying, and his expression suddenly became serious.
"I know that you are seniors to us, but your existence is a disaster for this world. Before being destroyed by the Holy Light, tell us where the scepter is. You can go to very happily, It’s not a good choice to endure torture here."
"Torture? This is not enough."
Ashcandy’s answer seemed to be chatting with friends, the bruise on her chin had gradually subsided, and the speed of recovery was incredible. This is enough to imagine the attacks that usually leave her body with wounds that will take several days to heal. How terrifying.
"It may have been said before, but the Holy See is not a weak sheep, is it?"
The bald head grinned broadly, and the face was even more weird-the thing wrapped in his hand suddenly hummed slightly.
"Is he willing to take out his last weapon at this time? The old guy who can't even speak can still care about here, which is really embarrassing for him."
Mrs. Prague seemed to be too lazy to even look into the eyes of Her Majesty the Pope. She glanced at the thing in her bald head, but she reached out and said, "Your own decision?"
"I don't have the guts." There was no expression for Mrs. Prague's bald head, but he didn't hesitate to reach out to the woman next to him, but his eyes were still fixed on Ashkandi, his eyes seemed to be looking carefully. A lamb to be slaughtered.
"It seems that the old guy had expected it."
She picked up the mass wrapped in dark linen and carefully pulled the linen away. Eventually, a dagger-sized spear tip reappeared after being sealed for hundreds of years.
A genuine relic-one of the spearpoint fragments of the gun of Langenus.
The spear tip radiating light gold floated slowly and placed on the palm of Mrs. Prague, then the horror character who studied the route of the "holy body" among the three giants of the heretical tribunal erupted instantly, and the whole "hell" began Vibrate slowly!
The "holy body" is one of the most unpopular among the magicians. The power used is not a pure physical attack method of the "ascetic" system, but a "semi-divine" battle method that uses the power of faith as a conductor and the flesh as a medium. Generally speaking, it is "incomplete sacred fall" with itself as a "container", and angels or other heavenly creatures come to fight on the island itself. It sounds extremely powerful. In fact, this route that almost no one has studied is at level I. In the past, the combat effectiveness was many times weaker than that of professionals of the same level. At the same time, the probability of "incomplete holy fall" was extremely low, but everything changed completely after entering level I.
At this moment, Mrs. Prague, holding the fragment of the lance of Langkinus, chanted the prayer gently, and within ten seconds, she made a supporting circle with one hand to maintain the stability of the plane. After strengthening the surrounding space, she slightly raised her head toward The depressed ceiling above his head whispered: "In the name of a mortal, begging for the coming of Andalil, the angel of wisdom."
After the words, the ground suddenly shocked!
Mrs. Prague's white robe was suddenly blown up by strong winds, her long hair loosened and fluttered with the disorderly chaos that appeared in the space-the ground under her feet gradually flashed a golden light, and then it seemed like Things suddenly fell from the sky, and a phantom penetrated the wall and struck Mrs. Prague!
She bent down slightly, as if her body was bearing and adapting to something.
The raised robe and long hair suddenly stopped, and when Madam Prague's slightly closed eyes opened again, a golden light flashed out.
Behind her appeared the phantom of angel wings, between the entity and the illusion, dreamlike.
The bald Maxim stepped back a few steps, and the dwarf Penning stood with the hammer in his hands for more than ten meters away, seemingly disgusted with the sacred breath of Mrs. Prague.
Mrs. Prague, who has entered the "holy body" state, stretched out her hand and held the fragment of the lance of the gun of Langkinus, which had never been touched by a mortal body before. Then it becomes a beam of light that cannot be clearly seen.
"You have no chance of confession now."
For the first time Ashcandi's face appeared dignified-the fragment of the lance is definitely not a simple holy weapon! If only the holy sword or cross sword smelted from the fragments of the saint's remains is used, the damage to her is almost negligible, but the authentic Langkinus holy gun is definitely not the case.
Mrs. Prague held the fragments of the sacred rifle with both hands, and when she raised her arms, she seemed to gather the power of the entire space at the tip of the spear!
Ashcandi is no longer a lamb to be slaughtered at this moment, but is suddenly standing upright!
The chains that are always slack around are suddenly tight!
The imprisoned formations on the ground instantly burst into indescribable dazzling light. The entire dungeon was nearly illuminated, and the sound of metal friction that made people's ears numb!
The chains that shook Ashcandi’s arms were horrified by the struggling arms. The wings behind the dark queen splayed open, almost covering the light in the cage, although the holes above It is clearly visible, but it shows the queen's desperation!
"Click--"
The ground pins used to fix the shackles are deformed!
"Boo!"
Penning's hammer hit Ashcandy for the first time, but was blocked by a batwing effortlessly. The still imprisoned arm stretched out and pinched the hammer in the dwarf's hand. , Actually picked up like a toy.
Heresy giant?
Even in front of imprisoned Ω-level strongmen, still is not.
Ashcandy, who was silent, was more terrifying than ever. She pinched Penning and waved violently towards Mrs. Prague—the dwarf flew out like a cannonball with his hammer~www.mtlnovel .com~ was blocked from the side by the bald head that appeared in an instant, leaving the attack line of Prague.
"Useless struggles."
The eyes of a golden lady, Prague, stretched out her arms, and suddenly spurred the lance of Langkinus, which was no longer in physical form!
"puff."
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a muffled sound, Mrs. Prague, who was in a state of half-man and half-angel, flew out, striking the stone door of the entrance across a short distance of nearly twenty meters, smashing a solid wall into a terrible spider web with a loud noise Cracks!
When she attacked Ashkandi, the seemingly imprisoned Ashkandi still let the careless ruling giant suffer a big loss!
It’s just that there is a spear tip with a golden light on Ashcandi’s chest-her wings tried to block, but there were two more terrible lacerations, but the price was that the spear tip was successfully 'S direction of attack has shifted from the original heart position!
Mrs. Prague has no chance to attack Ashkandy again. The attack of the Holy Gun requires vast divine power. To complete this task with the coming of the Eucharist, she has reached the end of the crossbow!
Korankinus’ holy gun was the most horrible holy thing after all — Ashcandi could barely stand after being stabbed. The dark queen lost her eyes for a moment, and when she looked down at the tip of the spear on her chest, it seemed Trance saw that the scene in front of me had changed.
The torn vibration of the space skyrocketed with the light from the contract of the left arm, and it dimmed in an instant-the dungeon in the field of vision switched to a dark forest in the blink of an eye, but recovered in the next instant.
Ashkandi seemed to understand something suddenly. He looked tiredly at his hands, but smiled helplessly.
The next moment, her body changed indescribably.