Mysterious Recovery: I Have Two Ways To Become a God Chapter 212

 Chapter 212 Conflict arises

The German envoy was still arrogant and domineering. When he saw the missionary coming out, he sneered: "Have you asked your god? What did that stone statue say?"

As soon as these words came out, the members of the Perfect Church once again aroused angry glares, but the Delian messenger just responded with a sneer and didn't care.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. In this messenger's view, even if Delian has suffered heavy losses, it is still not comparable to a perfect church that was established less than half a year ago.

Moreover, he himself has believed in Catholicism since he was a child, and he does not like this new perfect church from the bottom of his heart.

Facing the provocation of the German Alliance envoy, the missionary showed a sneer on his face. He stretched out his hand to stop his men who were about to move, and then said to the German Alliance envoy and the men following behind him:

"My Lord has sent down an oracle. He doesn't care about the alliance proposed by the German Alliance, so I decided to refuse to form an alliance with the German Alliance."

The German envoy snorted coldly: "I hope you won't regret it, let's go."

"Did I let you go?" the missionary said calmly.

"Haha," the German envoy said with a playful expression, "Do you still want to fight with us?"

After scanning a circle of people in the Perfect Church, the Delian envoy continued to say disdainfully: "Is it just you rotten fish and shrimps?"

Although the Perfect Church has developed rapidly, its establishment was too short. Most of the ghost masters are actually ordinary ghost masters who control a powerful ghost. Naturally, they will be looked down upon by this Delian envoy.

The German envoy was about to leave, but suddenly he felt a powerful force restraining him in place. His expression suddenly changed, and he quickly mobilized his ghost ability.

But the missionary moved faster than him. He opened the black book in his hand and muttered something:

"The German envoy was disrespectful to our Lord and should be punished. Sacrifice him to our Lord and let him repent endlessly in the holy flames!"

As the missionary's words fell, countless white flames appeared out of thin air around the Delian envoy. It was Wang Xiaoming's forging fire, blessed by the Wilderness of Knowledge, and its power had reached the level of Sequence Four.

Wang Xiaoming, who was far away at the headquarters of Renguo, sensed the movement in the wilderness of knowledge at the same time. After a little sensing, he learned what happened. It turned out that he was fighting with people from Delian.

Projecting his mind, he saw that the missionary had the upper hand, and Wang Xiaoming ignored him.

On the European side, the white forging fire had completely surrounded the German envoy and penetrated into his body. The huge ghost behind the German envoy was also bound by chains turned into white flames and could not break free.

As for some people brought by the Delian envoy, they were also surrounded by the ghost masters of the Perfect Church. Although the Delian was powerful, they came to win over the Perfect Church this time, so most of the team were ordinary people. The ghost master only has the leading envoy and two deputy envoys.

"Damn it! You bastards, how dare you attack me?" The German envoy was still struggling at this moment, "You heretics, if you have the ability to let me out, what's the point of sneak attack?"

The Delian Messenger's curses continued to echo in his ears. The missionary turned a deaf ear and kept praying to the Lord of Perfection for strength. As more forging fires appeared, the Delian Messenger's voice became weaker and weaker.

"Please... let me go... just pretend that nothing happened today... otherwise if I die, Delian will send more people..."

Seeing that he was about to be tortured to death, the German envoy's face showed a rare look of pleading, but there was still a weak threat in his words.

The missionaries ignored the last words of the German envoy and finally tortured him to death.

If you have never faced death, you will not know your own worth. At the moment when he was about to die, the German envoy wished he could turn back time. If he was given another chance, he would not be so arrogant.

Must live in harmony with the perfect church.

Not long after the missionary finished here, the two ghost masters in the German League team were also captured.

In the end, there was only one middle-aged man with glasses left in the entire team, lying on the ground shivering.

Other ordinary people were killed by the aftermath of the Ghost Controller's battle.

"you come up!"

The missionary pointed at the middle-aged man lying on the ground.

The middle-aged man did not dare to move, lying on the ground trembling. Finally, a ghost controller from the Perfect Church stepped forward and dragged him to the missionary.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." The missionary said calmly: "Go back and tell the people who sent them that if you want to cooperate with our Perfect Church, don't send some fools."

After finishing speaking, the missionary ordered the survivors to be taken down.

Then a sacrificial ceremony was held in the main hall, and the fierce ghosts just obtained were sacrificed to the God of Perfection.

But here at the Renguo headquarters, Wang Xiaoming sensed the sacrifice, and his consciousness came to the wilderness of knowledge to identify the ghosts who had been sacrificed one by one.

"Hmm...this fierce ghost is pretty good and has research value."

When he saw a ghost that looked like a shadow, Wang Xiaoming immediately became interested. This ghost was exactly the ghost in the Delian Messenger. It can be stored in the shadow of the ghost controller. The rule of killing is to touch the shadow. As long as the ghost touches it If you reach the shadow, you will die.

"This ability to be stored in the shadow is a little different from what I have seen before. I can study it when I have time."

Wang Xiaoming nodded with satisfaction and finally saw another ghost with interesting abilities. As for his killing rules, they were too common and nothing unusual.

Wang Xiaoming's consciousness then returned to reality and he continued his research on curse control.

In this way, three days passed,

Wang Xiaoming worked in the laboratory during the day, and at night he would sit in a supernatural taxi to watch the stars and digest the potion. Sometimes when he got tired, he would take out the compass and study, just to relax.

Compared with studying curse control, the supernatural knowledge contained in the guide car is quite limited, and the number of supernatural runes varies greatly.

Over the past few days, Wang Xiaoming has mastered the supernatural knowledge contained in the compass, even though he only used his trivial time. Now that he is asked to copy a compass, he is confident.

And during the research, he discovered that the supernatural object of the compass does not choose wooden materials. It seems that any naturally growing tree can be used to make the compass.

This was good news because he didn't have to look for trees to make a compass.

He also discovered that the power of this compass was much less than expected. He had seen ancient ghost riders using a compass in the fog of history. Compared with this, the power of this compass was much weaker.

"This should have something to do with the material!"

Wang Xiaoming guessed in his mind because he also saw fragments of ancient ghost controllers making compass vehicles in the fog of history. At that time, the ghost controller used a kind of wood with a dark cross-section. It did not look like a product of the real world, but more like It is a ghost tree in a supernatural place.

"Right now, we are still focusing on studying curse control to make the ghost masters at the headquarters stronger. In this way, we can better explore the supernatural land."

"Otherwise, the supernatural land travel technology I developed will have no choice but to be shelved."

Since he developed the technology to travel to supernatural places, it is currently used in supernatural taxis and cannot be promoted at all. The main reason is that the supernatural places are too dangerous and he is not strong enough to get through, so he just delivers food. "Professor," at this time, Chen Wei came over and reported some important information: "Zhao Kaiming will be able to return to the headquarters this afternoon."

"Well... inform Zhao Kaiming to go to the laboratory immediately after coming back. I need to give him a full body examination." Wang Xiaoming said seriously.

The more he studied the photo curse these days, the more Wang Xiaoming realized how crude the previous experiment on Zhao Kaiming was, and how successful it was all a fluke. If he hadn't designed the formation to control the ghost, the experiment would have failed.

But even so, the experiment cannot be said to be successful. The cursed connection between the wish ghost and Zhao Kaiming cannot stop the erosion of the evil ghost at all. Every time Zhao Kaiming uses the evil ghost ability, part of the corrosive power will be transmitted to Zhao Kaiming. Although A little, but a little adds up to a lot.

And this is still the most serious. What's more serious is that as the evil ghost's erosion intensifies, the connection between Zhao Kaiming's control of the evil ghost is likely to be destroyed, and it will be troublesome for the evil ghost to escape the trap.

This time when Zhao Kaiming comes back, he must be examined carefully.

Wang Xiaoming was thinking about Zhao Kaiming when he unexpectedly sensed a big movement in the Perfect Church.

Prayers kept coming from the void, and they were all members of the Perfect Church that he had marked. It seemed that something big had happened.

"Could it be someone from Delian who came here?" Wang Xiaoming guessed.

Since the conflict between the Perfect Church and the Delian envoys three days ago, the Delian side seems to have suffered a dumb loss and has not taken any action against the Perfect Church.

Could it be that they were conducting a sneak attack to paralyze the Perfect Church?

Wang Xiaoming's consciousness increased and he followed the connection to the place where the prayers were the loudest.

Unlike the Renguo headquarters, which had already dawned, it was still around two o'clock in the morning in Europe, which was still very late at night.

Under the bright moon and stars, in a wilderness, a battle between ghost masters was going on. Dozens of ghost masters from both sides were restraining each other and constantly using their powerful ghost abilities.

But it is obvious that one side has far fewer people than the other.

The center of the battle was the fiercest. There were three figures, one of whom was the missionary of the Perfect Church. The other two were one of them, a middle-aged man dressed as a knight, and the other an old woman dressed in a nun's uniform.

The two sides were fighting fiercely, and the missionary's invincible black book was restricted at this moment. Whenever he opened the black book and wanted to attack the middle-aged knight, dark green flames always ignited inexplicably on the black book to stop him. Use a black book.

When the missionary wanted to attack the nun, the middle-aged knight would inadvertently appear behind him and give him a sword, forcing him to dodge and give up the attack.

The missionary's face was full of gloom. Whether he was a middle-aged knight or an old nun, they were both very powerful and top ghost controllers. Their pure strength was only slightly weaker than him. When the two of them joined forces, the missionary was no match.

But fortunately, the missionary has been silently praying to the God of Perfection, borrowing the power of the wilderness of knowledge to protect himself, and there is no danger of death for the time being.

Compared with the missionaries, the perfect church's ghost masters were in a worse situation. Almost one ghost master was chased and beaten by two ghost masters. In just a few seconds, the perfect church lost three ghost masters. The ghost master.

Fortunately, there are strong men like gentlemen among these people, and they can still hold on for a while. At this time, these ghost masters of the Perfect Church are praying to the Lord of Perfection in their hearts, praying for victory.

"It seems that I still need to take the initiative!"

Wang Xiaoming shook his head helplessly and pointed to the sky.

Buzz…

At this moment, the stars in the sky suddenly lit up, and countless stars fell down, some turning into spears, some turning into sharp swords, or some turning into flying knives.

brush! brush! brush!

Countless weapons fell on everyone's heads like rain. Everyone who was still fighting was now showing off their magical powers, using their ghost abilities to avoid the attacks from the sky.

But the starlight weapons came too fast and too densely. Many ghost masters just dodged a spear and hit another sharp sword head-on.

Any place hit by a starlight weapon will be continuously eroded by starlight until the whole body turns into starlight and dissipates.

"Eh...I'm fine!" Another ghost controller was hit by a starlight weapon, but the weapon not only did not hurt him, but also turned into a layer of starlight armor to protect him.

"What is this armor?"

"This armor is so strong, it can actually withstand supernatural attacks!"

Voices of joy came from the Ghost Controllers of the Perfect Church. They discovered that as long as they were from the Perfect Church, they did not need to be afraid of starlight weapons. On the contrary, these weapons would turn into armor to protect them.

The falling starlight lasted for more than a minute before slowly dissipating.

After everything returned to calm, the Perfect Church side did not suffer any losses. Instead, they killed many hostile ghost masters during the falling starlight period.

As for the enemy, their losses were too great. There were less than ten ghost masters out of more than forty at this moment, but now they were the one with the fewest people.

"Damn it!" the middle-aged knight said with an ugly face, "What's going on?"

"This thing is weird. It seems to be made of starlight. There is no record in the intelligence."

The old woman also looked bad. When she was avoiding the attack of the missionaries, she was pierced by a starlight spear in one arm. If he hadn't reacted quickly and took off the arm directly, she would have been decomposed by starlight like those unlucky ones. .

"This is a miracle from the perfect Lord! Praise my Lord!"

At this time, a voice came from the air, and the missionary was seen wearing gorgeous starlight armor, and his feet seemed to be stepping on invisible steps, slowly falling step by step.

"Praise my Lord!" All the ghost masters of the Perfect Church bowed.

"What should we do?" Seeing that the morale of the Perfect Church has soared and our own morale is almost gone, the middle-aged knight hesitated on his resolute face, "It is impossible to kill the missionary now."

The old woman said sinisterly: "We have suffered such a big loss this time. It will be hard for you and me to explain it when we go back. I know you still had reservations in the battle just now. Why don't we use our trump cards to kill the missionary? At least it won't be in vain." Come."

"This?" the middle-aged knight hesitated.

"Don't hesitate. Even if we leave now, do you think the missionary will let us go?" The old woman continued: "It is better to give the missionary a final blow. Even if we can't kill him, it can still create a chance for us to escape."

"That makes sense. I'll count one, two, three, and we'll take action together." The middle-aged knight said solemnly.

The old woman had a look of satisfaction on her face.

"One...two...three...do it!"

After the middle-aged knight finished reading, he immediately disappeared and turned into a rainbow light and fled into the distance.

(End of chapter)

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