Don't Confiscate My Citizenship Chapter 828

Chapter 828 Lan Qi's fleeting opponent

Montillo, the Son of Decay, was lying on the ground looking at the vast sky.

He opened his eyes wide.

Everything that happened from the moment he was born until every day of the year flashed through his chaotic mind, gradually making his eyes sore.

Just now he made a surprise attack on two mafia soldiers.

The next second he was lying down.

A big **** woke him up.

“Tsk.”

Toliado shook his hand. He was slapped by a mage, and his hand hurt.

“Which path are you on? You are really brave.”

　Toliado admires this guy a little.

This is the first time in all his years as a bishop that he has seen a Resurrectionist seeking death like this.

Although they are basically the top two bishops today, they are not at the level where the Son and the Saint can fight casually.

“Do you know how much harm a big **** can do to a person?”

Lanchi glanced at the decaying Holy Son on the ground with unbearable eyes, and said to Togliado beside him.

　　When Saint Son of Decay heard Lan Qi's words, his eyes finally turned red, and grievance filled his heart.

“You, who are you...”

He was beaten so hard that stars were shining in his eyes just now. His brain, which was about to faint, finally began to turn, and he recalled the two brilliance of the Gods that he had seen before he was knocked over. Then fear began to occupy his mind.

That is undoubtedly the original stone slab.

The Son of Decay is too familiar with this kind of brilliance. His teacher, Cardinal Farmer, has [Original Slate - Corrosion].

And just briefly flashing in the wind and snow, the dark and deep color must be the [original stone slab - seal], and the translucent silver is obviously the [original stone slab - space].

These two pieces of stone should be owned by the cardinals of the Resurrection Church!

“A public-spirited citizen of Brilda passing by.”

Togliado put his hands into his pockets again, bent down and looked at the rotten Son Montillo on the ground and said.

“Dimension, Bishop of Dimension, Toliado…”

Montillo, the Son of Decay, looked at this man with clenched teeth.

“Lord Toliado, this, this is a misunderstanding, I didn't mean to offend you!”

He tried to keep his mind calm and begged for mercy.

The one who holds the space slate can only be the unknown and elusive Dimensional Bishop Togliado. The Dimensional Bishop is said to be the best-tempered bishop.

Montillo was puzzled as to why the Dimensional Bishop would appear here, dressed as a mafia soldier!

This is as unlucky and frustrating as being hit by a meteorite!

“Excuse me, have you seen Nicholas?”

asked the milder Cardinal.

There is a black centipede brand on his right cheek.

Just now, the first target of the attack of the Son of Decay, Montillo, was him.

Because from Montillo's perspective, the magic power on him is probably very weak, while Togliado can't feel the magic power at all, so he must be dealt with first, who has a little bit of fighting ability.

As a result, Montillo felt something was wrong when he hit him, and he couldn't hit him at all.

Then Toliado's space palm came.

“Crazy love…Bishop…”

The Holy Son of Decay read this name tremblingly.

It doesn't matter if there is only one cardinal in Togliado. Montillo also heard from the rotten bishop Farmer about the guy holding the sealing tablet next to Togliado.

More than half a year ago, there was a change of bishops in the Northern Continent.

The defeated cardinal was Askosan, and the new bishop was named Crazy Love, and this Crazy Love Bishop must be the new holder of the sealing tablet.

The person who can kill the Bishop of Nirvana, Askosan, is undoubtedly a more terrifying person than Askosan.

“Nicholas must be in that container area.”

Montillo, the Holy Son of Decay, could not deduce the other party's intention, so he could only answer like this.

Now the two cardinals are fighting each other, and he is the flesh and blood. We can only hope that the other party will not dispose of him for the sake of the rotten Bishop Farmer.

Logically speaking, cardinals would not break the rules and kill saints and saints from other branches.

But today it was not the Cardinal who was chasing him, but he took the initiative to attack the Cardinal, and the nature of the problem had completely changed!

“I, I can help you catch Nicholas!”

But after thinking about it carefully, Montillo, the Holy Son of Decay, thought that these two cardinals were also here to kill Nicholas. Nicholas had made too many enemies with their Church of Resurrection in Brilda recently. As long as he helped them catch him, If he lives in Nikolai, they might let him go.

“Huh? You want to arrest Nikolai?”

Togliado winked his left eye and asked contemptuously.

It seems that this corrupt saint is the kind of person who is determined to cause trouble today.

“Not only did you attack us, but you also wanted to arrest the police officer. Are you completely ignorant of the law?”

Lan Qi sighed in surprise.

“…Aren't you… here to arrest Nicholas?”

Saint Son of Decay Montillo's heart instantly became cold, his shrunken pupils trembled, he looked at the two people and asked.

“I said we are enthusiastic citizens, so we must be here to help Chief Nicholas catch the bad guys. Aren't you just hitting the muzzle of the gun?”

Togliado sneered.

“Have a good life and work with the rule of law. Classmate, it seems that you are going to prison to reflect. Attacking a police officer is a serious illegal act. Fortunately, you met us and we can correct you quickly.”

Lan Qi nodded gently and kindly.

He asked about the Son of Corruption, and the two bishops each said their own things.

“Stop joking! How can a cardinal of the Church of Resurrection help Nicholas, a little spy leader! Aren't you criminals yourself?!”

The cardinals' answers were like roaring thunder, echoing in Montillo's ears, almost confusing his wrinkled brain.

These two cardinals were more terrifying to him than any other bishop at this moment.

They cannot be killed. It is a physical terror. They cannot be recognized. It is a terror that destroys logic and reason. They cannot communicate with humans normally. It is a terror that cuts off emotions and sensibility.

Realizing that it was impossible for him to evacuate, he was the only one left in the square. Panic and anger intertwined into bloodshot eyes in Montillo's eyes.

Lanchi shook his head.

He looked at Montillo's eyes and took out the Creation Empire Certificate from the inner pocket of his gray coat—

【Certificate of no criminal record】

　　【After verification, the person being inquired about: Landry Wassington, nationality/region: Creation Empire/Nixasend Province/Callen Town, ID name: Empire Identity Card, no criminal record found. 】

The signature is also stamped with the official seal of the Imperial Special Operations Office in the capital city of Brilda.

He proudly showed it to Montillo, the Son of Corruption, and pointed to the content above with his other hand, all without saying a word.

“Brother Chao, you actually opened this thing.”

Togliado commented in surprise.

“Where is the stamp that Nicholas stamped on me.”

Lan Qi put away the certificate and put it back in his pocket. He looked at the Rotten Son on the ground again, as if asking him how he was doing.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Montillo, the Holy Son of Decay, had a sore throat?

Even though this madly loving bishop looks like a good person.

While saying honorifics, I will kill you!

This kind is the craziest cardinal.

Professor Landry... is the madly in love with the bishop?

No one discovered it.

I didn't realize that such a person had sneaked into the Creation Empire.

“Alright, sir, please take this student away.”

Ranchi no longer plays the mafia, but puts his hands behind his back and preaches to Togliado.

“Youth Campus Prison is OK.”

Toliado tapped his fingertips on the rotten Holy Son who was blocked and suppressed by the space barrier. A translucent vortex suddenly appeared in front of the rotten Holy Son who was unable to move on the ground, and then twisted the entire body of the rotten Holy Son. Inhaled.

On the white snow on the ground of the Mafia Port Square, only human-shaped indentations were left, while the Son of Decay completely disappeared.

“Is this the most noble space magic?”

Ranchi was surprised by its convenience. He had never seen Togliado use this trick.

Forcibly imprisoned the Son of Decay, Montillo, in the prison space.

“It can only be used against enemies who have lost combat effectiveness or friends who have voluntarily agreed. It also consumes a lot of mana. It can be used as a daily storage magic.”

Toliado spread his hands and explained.

He is not very good at offensive space magic. He is born that way. On the contrary, functional magic is easy to understand.

Space magic relies purely on innate attributes and is basically impossible to learn.

"You seven big demons really can't make up a main character. They are all auxiliaries and assistants."

Lanci commented.

In today's southern continent battlefield, the eighth-level heroic units are often relatively scarce in the role of assistants. As a result, the demon clan elders cannot find a pure output like the blasphemous Lord Melogas or the Wanwei Lord Ogryn.

“In fact, the talents and characteristics of the demons will be reflected in the character to a small extent. It may be because we are not that aggressive, so we have become the only surviving big demons outside of the main war sect.”

Toliado shook his head and spoke.

“No wonder Hyperion is so good at escaping. Her personality and talent match perfectly.”

Lanchi held his chin and thought thoughtfully.

“She will be sad when she hears it...”

The cat boss emerged from Lan Qi's shadow and complained to Lan Qi.

Lanchi also has a tendency to be even-tempered in daily tasks, trying to break Talia's monopoly.

“By the way, what are you going to do after you take away the Son of Decay?”

Togliado asked Ranchi.

If this seventh-level holy son is thrown into Abigail's house, Abigail will definitely get angry, lift a box, hit him, and kick him out.

“Let's put it in the mafia's underground palace. Now that it's vacant, it can be used as a prison in the future.”

The cat boss suggested.

At present, their Silver Moon Reformation Alliance only has these three secret bases available.

Abigail's place has been eliminated as a common meeting place for everyone, and the remaining space barriers that can be used are either the Landry family or the Brilliant Mafia underground.

It doesn't want to have a rotten son locked up in the basement at home.

“Okay, who will ask him?”

Lan Qi believes that they have a lot to talk about with the Holy Son of Decay.

But the great poet has been disobedient these past two days.

No matter how much I call her, she won't come out.

It is estimated that if the poet of great love is allowed to interrogate the corrupt saint Montillo, the poet of great love will also go on strike.

If you want to use the power of the Great Love Poet, you can only let Thalia fuse the Great Love Poet and then use it, but Thalia is not very good at interrogation.

“Leave it to Iphatiya, her interrogation is very famous, she can be as cruel as possible.”

Togliado replied.

Lanqi thought for a while.

He remembered that when he first met Iphatiya, she had a lancet in her hand.

But he still had a hard time imagining what it would be like for a harmless little sister like Ifatia to torture an enemy.

“You're not bad either, meow, do you still remember the “Mummy Making Class that a Three-Year-Old Child Can Understand” by Mr. Lan, the villain of the Temple?”

The cat boss saw what Lan Qi was thinking, and came to him with a speechless expression and lectured him.

　　After returning from the Northern Continent, it made up for it at Iclita College.

It is very clear what Lan Qi did in the first two shadow worlds.

But then Boss Cat understood Lan Qi, and it was too late.

The reason why Lan Qi and Ifatia are like brothers and sisters is not only that one of them resembles the old principal and the other resembles the little sister, but also that they have a similar sense of madness and can both do inhumane things with a calm expression.

A gray-white snow curtain enveloped the entire city of Brilda, as if a huge felt had absorbed all the sounds in the square in front of the Mafia Hasel Port Building. The white scroll once again restored the previously undisturbed calm on this cold Lunar Festival. .

Snowflakes are as fluffy as cotton wool and fall gently on the container, covering the bare iron sheet with a layer of silver.

“Nicholas, come out, we are not enemies.”

Toliado glanced in another direction and shouted loudly towards the container area.

Lanchi also looked in the direction where Togliado was looking.

After all, Togliado is a serious mage. In terms of magic manipulation and detection perception, he is not on the same level as a summoner. Toriado must have discovered Nikolai's location long ago.

There was no echo from the direction of the swarms of containers, and only the fine snow was still falling, making the view of the square in front of the Hasel Port Building always blurry.

After a long time, Nicholas, wearing a military coat, walked over from the corner of the distant container.

His imperial uniform, which had never even wrinkled, now had some scorch marks.

Or in other words, when he was sure that this guy was the Dimensional Bishop of the Resurrection Church, any hiding was meaningless.

As long as he is within the distance of the eighth level bishop, the opponent can actually lock him with just one thought.

He came to the two of them.

“Dimension Bishop, why do you want to save me?”

Kestrel Nicholas was not afraid and still maintained the straight back of an imperial officer like a chess player.

There are too many strange things today.

At the moment when he was in a desperate situation, he thought he might have a narrow escape from death.

Barton Hall rescued him, he could probably guess a possibility.

That is, the mafia leader Barton has always been loyal to Princess Alexia, so he will choose to help him Nicholas at this moment.

But cardinals like the Dimensional Bishop, who have always had a chaotic brain, have nothing to do with their imperial military. If it must be said, the imperial military and gray manufacturers such as the dimensional branch have had a slightly hostile relationship in the past.

Even if it was these two people who contacted Barton via communication before, it was full of absurdity.

What worldly ways have made the cardinal of the Resurrection Church a righteous partner?

(End of this chapter)

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