People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room Chapter 476

"The greedy hyena vulture, enjoy this rotting imperial corpse! The True Church will not serve you."

After Cardinal Isabelle of the True Church delivered the final taunt, she immediately fell into the scarlet mouthpiece of the burrower leader, and withdrew from the battle as the burrowers poured into the earth.

At this moment, Isabelle's group ridicule made the high-spirited gods stunned!

Obviously, the Earth Driller had suffered heavy casualties, and the True Church strategy was completely bankrupt. In this case, how did Isabelle mock her?

What do donkeys and radishes mean?

Could it be that all of this is a trick of the real church?

Since it is a plan of suspicion, what is the real purpose of the real church?

The gods who were born with doubts could no longer sit still.

They all turned their attention to the Alcott Empire, not missing any detail.

It's good that this is not investigated, this careful investigation, a terrifying and absurd fact, makes them feel like they were struck by lightning and angered!

I saw that in the large and small underground fortresses of the Alcott Empire, the priests of the earth gods suddenly disappeared.

Only a few supernatural beings and puppets remained, running wildly, creating the illusion of "swearing to the death to resist".

When the gods looked at them, these extraordinary people seemed to have also received orders, and they all fled into the fantasy dreamland and gathered to a certain gathering point.

The gods followed the vine, and as far as they could see, the huge team walking through the fantasy world suddenly made them angry and furious! ! !

The Earth God Sect actually migrated to the magical continent Zosik through the dreamland.

Let the time go back to three hours ago.

"Sir Bishop, the civilians stranded on the streets of Augustus have basically been brought, about two hundred people."

"I did a rough inspection and found no mice for the time being."

As Father Barron reported, he took a special potion to restore his energy.

As the Alcott Empire that believes in the **** of the earth, each city has a large number of emergency escape routes.

Under normal circumstances, these hedging channels are only for hedging purposes.

Under special circumstances, special secret doors will be opened to provide civilians with access to the bunker.

This is also one of the fundamental reasons why the Earth God Religion was attacked for the first time and took away a large number of civilians.

However, even so, a considerable number of civilians failed to evacuate in time for one reason or another.

Father Barron's task is to bring these civilians who have been hiding in the evacuation channel into the bunker.

As for the mouse in his mouth, it is the name of "spy".

For this kind of situation, the Earth God Sect has already made various pre-plans. It cannot be said that it is absolutely foolproof, but it can also guarantee that once a spy is mixed in, it can quickly isolate the risk and avoid the leakage of the core bunker!

"It's hard work, how is your health?" Bishop Spencer nodded with satisfaction and asked.

"It's okay for now!"

"The battle ahead is tight, I'm afraid you will have to work harder."

"It is my honor to be faithful to my Lord." Father Barron hurriedly greeted him.

"I need you to create the illusion of sniping in the tunnel, try your best to contain the enemy's pace, and three hours later, open this spell and follow the instructions of the spell."

Bishop Spencer condensed a curse mark and floated towards Father Barron.

Father Barron took it, checked it a little, and immediately looked at the bishop with a stunned expression.

This is actually a secret spell seal!

As the name suggests, this type of curse seal is usually used to protect important information. When it is opened at the wrong time, in the wrong place, or even in the wrong way, the curse seal will self-destruct.

"Is there a problem?" asked Bishop Spencer.

"No..." Father Barron shook his head subconsciously, took a deep breath, and asked, "Sir Bishop, what should I do if my faith is gone?"

Bishop Spencer's expression became solemn.

After a long time, he whispered: "Faith is not between words, it is in flames and blood. If you want to win respect, you must prove your worth."

"Three hours! Three hours later, open the curse seal, and you can decide whether to stay or go. May the Lord always take care of you!"

Father Barron was shocked when he heard the words.

He was silent for a while, saluted solemnly, and turned to leave.

Different from the anchoring of Bishop Spencer, he has long been deeply bound to the earth gods, and has coexisted and prospered.

He, Father Barron, is only a four-ringed superhuman after all.

He was angry at the War God Cult and hesitant about his future destiny.

As the saying goes, it is better to turn around when the boat is small. After all, he still has a chance to choose his destiny.

"Three hours?"

Father Barron let out a deep breath and fled into the darkness.

Time has never been more difficult than it is today.

As a well-known hunter of Elit, his most sturdy record was that he hibernated for five days and five nights without rest, ambushing a heretic who was known for his elusiveness.

But even so, Father Barron still felt that these three hours were thousands of times more difficult than those five days.

He can only madly walk between the cracks in the tunnel, attacking the war sacrifices, and avoiding the pursuit of fear!

In the tense nerves, time ticks by, three hours in the blink of an eye.

Father Barron hid in a crack and opened the secret-keeping spell with a trembling heart.

Thank you, devout and brave warriors, all the elite civilians have completed the transfer, the new faith and the real people embrace the earth lamb, the magic continent Zosik will be the promised land bestowed by the Lord to us!

Feeling the information in the seal of keeping the secret spell, Father Barron was completely stunned!

New faith?

real people?

The magic continent Zosik?

Explosive information bombarded Barron's short-sighted eyes.

He repeatedly checked the secret-keeping spell seal, and again and again determined that the spell was not stolen and replaced during the battle, and it took a long time to calm down his trembling heart.

In silence, he gritted his teeth, escaped into a dreamland, and rushed to the reserved meeting place.

The green hills are burning, and the sky is shrouded in darkness.

For some reason, today's fantasy dreamland always makes Father Barron feel unfamiliar. In the barren mountains that stretch for thousands of miles, there seems to be an indescribable terror lurking, which is coveted and coveted.

In the uneasy ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Father Barron can only grit his teeth and hurry as soon as possible.

Climbing up a mountain, Father Barron was stunned!

He saw... saw a giant dragon-like procession, meandering at the foot of the mountain, walking on the barren land, heading towards a dazzling sun.

It is the gate of a new world and the dawn of a new home.

From the heights, he even saw the whispering charming rat, showing its head from the cave in the wasteland, watching this population migration curiously!

The rotten crow, covered in rotten flesh, hovered greedily in the air, ready to move.

However, in this empty mountain, all the abominations tacitly endured greed and hunger, and watched these uninvited guests leave.

"A mouse gluttonous for honey will inevitably drown in the honey! A real person, are you trying to make the Mother Earth return again?"

An angry roar roared in the sky above the dreamland, and it also shocked Father Barron to the point where his scalp tingled.

Chapter end

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