"Swish." The Lord of Light waved his hand and his armor returned to its original state, but he also put away his lightsword and looked at Lin Yunxuan: "You reminded me of that person, Forrest Gump..."

"Just hope..." The Lord of Light was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "You won't be the second him."

"Forrest Gump!" Lin Yunxuan turned his head to look at the City Lord of Light. He watched him turn around and leave with his subordinates, but stopped and did not ask. It was obvious that the City Lord was obviously unwilling to say it, otherwise he would have been able to tell Lin Yunxuan directly.

"Forrest Gump...what happened to him?" Lin Yunxuan frowned slightly, as if he had a bad premonition.

"Okay, everyone."

Lin Yunxuan calmed down and said to the abyss demons who followed him: "Continue to move forward, our first battle will be the Holy Light Monastery located in the Eternal Canyon!"

"Aoao!" The humanoid depraved people who heard the targets cheered first, then drove the evil spirit and demonic nature of the demons, followed Lin Yunxuan and ran towards the east.

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Earth, in the Far Eastern Empire region.

Lin Yunxuan's male blaster clone and ammunition expert clone were not summoned by Lin Yunxuan to merge, but stayed on Earth.

As the planes began to merge, the cooldown time of the clone became longer and longer. So far, Lin Yunxuan found that his clone could exist for at least three days.

This made Lin Yunxuan's original body lead the abyss demons to make trouble for the gods, but the development on earth and in the game world did not stop because of this.

Relying on a large number of gold coins, the weapons, equipment, materials and props in the game world were also continuously exchanged and transported to the earth. It is no exaggeration to say that every soldier has a magic-breaking rifle equipped with standard lv15-level silver bullets, and a team of 10 people. There will be special magic-breaking Green machine guns, explosive magazines and frozen magazines.

In addition to the bonus of chanting Qi tattoos, the elite soldiers can also be equipped with various instantaneous attribute potion bonuses and a full set of blue magic equipment prepared by the sharpshooter profession, high-power weapons such as grenades, laser cannons or quantum bombs.

However, in the earth where the army is constantly strengthening, uninvited guests have also begun to come uninvited.

The British Empire, because it was lonely outside of Europa, once again became the first target of the uninvited guest.

This time, in addition to a large number of believers of Amora and a army of monsters, a special uncle priest with a brown beard appeared together.

This is an amiable uncle. He was wearing a white dress embroidered with golden silk thread, and on his back, carrying a golden cross. His feet were gently flirting on the ground, his eyes swept at the city not far away with compassion, and sighed softly: "It seems that this is also a city full of vitality."

"Yes, sir." A moon priest from the Amora God Cult walked beside the uncle and said with a smile: "In your eyes, this is a city full of vitality, with no less than 2 million creatures living in it."

"It's just a pity that these creatures are all a group of unbelievers, and they do not have the favor of God." The priest of the Amora God Church said gloomyly: "So, today, they will become our feed and offer their souls for our growth."

"Hahahaha." The priest laughed a few times, as if he noticed the uncle's unhappiness, and shrugged, "Ah, I forgot that you are the great priest. In your eyes, we guys are also cultists."

"Right, you, who was once known as the strongest priest in history, Lord Michelle, the Saint!"

"What I said is correct?"

"It's good if you know." Saint Michel glanced at the moon priest, with cold eyes. Just one glance was enough to make the priest fall into an ice cave all at once, and even his thoughts were frozen.

After a while, the priest thawed out, then carefully glanced at the back of the Saint Michel who had walked a little far away, spat and said, "Hmph, what's the priest? Even if it's Saint Michel, what's the same? Under the will of God, do you have to destroy the order of this world with me?"

"Nothing can gain the power of faith from others than recasting order in ruins."

Saint Michel looked up, looked at the full moon sky in the dark night, muttering to himself the words from the temple, and then his eyes struggled for a moment and returned to peace.

The Saint Michelle flew up to the sky and released the first attack tonight's tonight's attack towards a military camp near the distant city!

"True. Justice Judgment!"

Saint Michel made a spell at the military camp, and a red magic pattern appeared in the military camp in the distance.

Two seconds later, the officers and soldiers of the military camp who felt all kinds of discomfort under the magic circle suddenly found that countless blood-colored spears and short swords appeared above the sky of themselves and others.

As Saint Michel's right hand was slightly pressed, thousands of spears and short swords made of blood rays roared into the military camp in groups like a tsunami, and all the creatures in the military camp were given a judgment called death.

"ah!"

The army in the military camp was destroyed in an instant, leaving only screams, wandering in the cold air, and spreading to the distance with the sound of the wind.

"Ha ha."

The priests of the Amora God Cult waved their arms excitedly, commanding the thousands of unicorn yakshas and ghouls that rushed upwards, and rushed towards the city that was almost the same as unpreserved!

"This is jihad, the price of justice."

Saint Michelle hung in the air, staring at the screams of innocent people in the distance, closed her eyes gently, and murmured to herself...

ps1: The strongest game clone has been written so far, I believe book friends can see that it is almost over, so the plot of gold fingers pushing fast is probably over. This book may end in early January (Well, if ********** doesn't come true, it should be fine.)

ps2: The Dust New Book should not be the enemy of the saint who tried the fantasy. Although the title of the book has not been confirmed yet, it should still be a game in another world. The general framework is ok... it is similar to the strongest pope...!~!
Chapter completed!