Vol 2 Chapter 29: I'm coming

Second, there is one more at night! Red ticket keep up!
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At this moment, all the magic patterns behind Murphy showed an incandescent color that was hard to look at. Then, twenty meters below the ground, he suddenly pointed his scepter to his feet.
At the next moment, the entire Vatican trembles.
The horrible turbulence directly affected all the buildings within ten kilometers nearby, even including St. Peter's Basilica where the Pope is located!
At the center of the explosion, Murphy had already felt the special feeling of getting closer and closer to the contract goal-more of the severe pain in his chest that needed to be gritted.
Ashcandi can't hold it anymore.
The crumbling earth and smoke obscured the vision, but they couldn't block Murphy's golden light left arm and the slightly buzzing Sulfuras scepter.
"wait for me."
Murphy gritted his teeth and said the promise he had left when he left Ashkandi, and the scepter that brought him terror and mental burden to the ground again.
Closed his eyes firmly, Murphy standing on the fifteenth dungeon screamed, and the scepter bombarded the ground with an indescribable terrorist power!
After this blow, the surface part of the heretical ruling nearly disappeared.
Murphy stood in front of his final destination.
The eighteenth floor.
"hell".
Even though the thick rock layer of this cell is more than eight meters thick, it still can't stop Murphy's progress.
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And just when Murphy lifted the ruling, the three giants did not appear to be where they should appear as if they were missing.
The three at this time were in the antechamber of St. Peter's Basilica, and ignored the breath and disaster of the heretical ruling.
In front of them, a young man in his twenties only looked serious and said softly: "This is a punishment."
The Pope's inner servant, another identity of him is the Pope's godson.
The news of Pope Gregory VII’s critical condition made the three magistrates temporarily called to the hall to wait for the pope’s internal clerk to read the oracles-but it seems that at the time when the heretical judgment was hit hard, everything was still standing here. It seems too absurd.
"boom!"
After another wave of shock, countless debris and dust fell from the top of St. Peter's Basilica, priceless murals suddenly cracked, and the world-famous "Genesis" cracked clearly above his head.
Mrs. Bragg looked up at the young Pope’s inner servant in front of her and snorted. She turned around and rushed toward the near-disappearing heresy. The dwarf Panning rushed out silently, except Maxi. Mu touched his head slowly and followed behind, his expression unexplainable strange.
"After all...it still caused a storm."
As if reflecting his sighs, the ground on which the heretical ruling was burst and shattered like waves of water, and the ancient stone road shattered, with more than ten towering ancient trees and saints' proverbs on the marble wall...collapsed and disappeared together.
This may be the most spectacular and bold provocation of the Vatican in history.
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And Murphy, who is at the center of the storm, seems to have broken away from the category of "human".
The heresy is not a deserted back garden. In the face of a sudden attack, even if the bombing of the heresy is terrifying, this is not the place to raise lambs.
This is the largest headquarters for the execution of heretics, the adjudicating body of the "adjudicators" everywhere, and the gathering place of the ultimate iron-blooded butchers trembling for heresy throughout the continent!
Will the strong be fewer?
The answer is naturally no, but when a large group of "Executioners" with a strength of level II or even I rush to the Murphys who has rushed above the "hell", the rain-like attack gains that authority A burst of blows from the stick's upward swing.
The attack on Murphy was completely ineffective, but all the people who attacked him disappeared in a ray of destruction.
Language could not describe the fear brought about by the scepter of Sulfuras at this moment. When the scepter Cain himself used fully exerted its power, there seemed to be nothing to stop it.
Especially when the person holding him is a young man who has never mastered the Ω-level strength, the performance of this extreme power is far more violent than any time.
The I-level strongman is not a cabbage, but disappears completely in the light. Murphy gritted his teeth and jumped into the huge cell that had been radially split. The golden eyes swept, and the first time he locked the already Ashcandy dying in the middle of the cell.
The plump body was imprisoned, Ashkandi's fair chest exposed a golden spear tip, and the awe-inspiring breath made the surrounding air condensed into substance... The sacred gun seemed to have stripped Ashkandi's life.
At this moment Murphy's chest suffocation was extremely abnormal, and his steps became heavier-behind him, the ruins of the ruling blasted directly from the ground, and in front of him, the dark queen with her head down and no smile.
I'm coming.
Murphy was unable to speak these three words, and as he stepped forward, he raised his left arm, but suddenly waved towards him!
"boom!"
Behind the sharp figure of Mrs. Prague just fell, he was struck by the light of the scepter in Murphy's hand-in an instant, the entire half of the cell of "hell" disappeared even with Mrs. Prague's figure, and the "heavy hammer" Penning followed The attack on the ground was completely solidified by the pointing finger of Murphy's scepter, and was hit directly by a beam of light!
The dwarf with no physical power in the ruling was directly penetrated the right shoulder, and flew away like a far away, and there was no more movement.
Within a second, the Big Three of the referee fell two directly.
At this moment, the power of Morpheus can no longer be stopped by mortals. No one understands how terrifying the power of the scepter and the almost identical black magic pattern behind Murphy-that is a golden compass council. The truth has been discovered, and at this moment, the "truth" that has not been confirmed for more than ten centuries is moving in the near-impossible footsteps and comes to Ashcandi.
The left arm, which symbolizes the Holy Covenant, is raised, and the strength of Murphy's just killing the strong men has faded away. At this moment, he is shaking like a late old man, and his body collapses uncontrollably and falls in front of Ashkandi.
Extreme pain and weakness tormented Murphy-he already had enough reason to believe that if Ashkandi passed away, he would certainly die as well.
That's it?
Murphy and Ashcandi are only a dozen centimeters away, but it seems that even the prostrate strength has disappeared-but he still clenched his teeth at this moment, exhausting his last effort to the front. It can already be described Withered Ashkandi moved...
When the world abandons Murphy, he will not abandon himself.
The shirtless teenager screamed with all his strength, holding the arm of Sulfuras scepter to support the body, kneeling up, his left hand exuding the golden light touched the fragment of the sacred gun, pinched, exhausted the last Pull out the strength!
"Ding…"
The crisp sound of the gun fragments of Lankinus landed quietly in the ruins.
Murphy, who was doing all this, was exhausted, and the magic patterns on and off his body were suddenly full of light. The pattern of the symbol of the contract was dimmed. The unstoppable teenager in the previous moment completely lost his last trace of strength and fell.
The scepter of Sulfuras, a symbol of the dark order, slipped gently from the powerless palm.
Time seems to stop at this moment.
The original golden prison was shrouded in darkness.
A long, weak arm embraced Murphy's body.
Slender fingers clenched the falling scepter.
Bloody eyes stared into the deep sky above the head, and the damaged bat wings spread out.
The shackles that had lost their imprisonment effect were torn apart in the crackling sound.
In the dark, the figure destined to become a legend slowly straightened up and could not live forever.
Ashcandi looked down at Murphy, who had closed his eyes, but no longer disdain and contempt.
The light on the surface of the gun of Lankinus gradually annihilated and was immediately shrouded in darkness.
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The spring of Byzantium was mixed with several spring rains.
The morning breeze is slightly cold, but the warm sea breeze can already be felt from the perspective of Constantine's city walls. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
As the capital of the country, Byzantium issued a mobilization order for the entire army today.
The first 3,000 regular knights of the "Medical Knights" and two infantry groups and a logistics engineer unit embarked on a mighty journey to the border of Caslandi in the northern empire.
Prince Ronkinus rode in front of the team on a knight riding a pure black Nibble blood horse.
The horses with amazing value have a stature similar to that of a pure-blooded horse. The horseshoe is as thick as a bowl and has a pure black color. It has strong endurance and impact, and weighs nearly one ton. It is amazing after assembly.
Prince Rankinus on horseback in a black military uniform, the cloak raised gently in the breeze, the Prince, who always looked indifferent, turned back slightly, the majestic figure of Constantine was silent in the sun, as if staring gradually away This army.
"Is it still so calm when I come back?"
Sigh gently, no one heard.
A few hundred meters away from the prince of the Chinese army, the Duke of Windsor also rode a war horse and led the entire "health knight" to follow the infantry square ahead.
As for the war planned for several months, Akar Windsor, as deputy commander of the army, did not have any clues about the strategy formulated by Prince Longinus. He had some friction with the prince before, but The appearance of Murphys has buffered a lot for the two, but now that it is time for the expedition, Windsor, who does not seem to have any extra words, still has doubts about the battle of Caslandi in his heart.
The empire stalemate at the border with Kaslandi for more than eight years but did not do it. Today’s actions have been called premeditated rather than whim. It’s just that the country that Byzantium almost killed the entire knightly army is really a soft bone. What?
The Duke of Windsor was not optimistic.