"Zhe... rumble! sizzling..."

Looking at the ascetic monk on the ground, Catherine's eyes slashed, her phoenix eyes and long flame tails fluttered in the wind, like two bright red eyebrows, her body hovered, and hitting heavily on the barrier in the sky.

With a violent impact, the void swayed violently, and the surface of the barrier was like boiling water, and bubbles that could be seen in the naked eye bulged.

"Holy Light, follow the guidance of your father and destroy the evil spirits in the void. The Holy Light judges!"

The turmoil in the barrier did not attract the attention of the ascetic monks on the ground. At this time, they were all in their hearts and immersed in their own world.

Theirs all knelt on the ground, and the depths of their hearts were white, and their will turned into a sound of prayer, echoing in the void, like a holy shadow from heaven, and a solemn and solemn artistic conception echoed within a radius of hundreds of miles.

If ordinary people were in this environment, it would not take long to be brainwashed by their voice of will and become a devout Christian.

In their hearts, a hazy figure wearing a white robe and filled with holy light was gradually outlined.

Their wills collided with each other, and gradually formed a hazy lightsaber, reflected in reality, slashing hard towards Catherine.

"Shit...sheep..."

Facing the lightsaber in the void, Catherine had not yet reacted, a narrow crack was cut out of her abdomen, and a series of magma-like blood sprinkled on the long rainbow. The phoenix whined and rolled in the sky, almost falling.

Katherine is very familiar with this power, which is the will that Li Yang once mentioned. There is no sign of any sign. It is the locking of the soul. At this time, the flames around her gradually dimmed, and the phoenix fire, which was like a substance, gradually converged. On a hideous wound on her abdomen, a hazy glow was eroding her body, bringing her a truly heart-wrenching pain that hits her soul.

"Don't stop me!"

Looking back at the direction of the Bloodline Warlock Academy, a trace of determination flashed in Catherine's eyes. A colorful glow appeared above the flames between his eyebrows. The dim phoenix fire around him seemed to be poured on fuel, soaring into the sky, and the flames filled the entire sky.

"Goodbye, my lover!"

As if he was making the final farewell, Catherine looked into the distance, and two lines of tears, like pearls, crossed her pretty face and rushed straight into the sky.

"not good..."

Looking at the burning colorful aurora in the sky, the old white man and the red-robed priest who were watching from the watchtower immediately changed their expressions. The unprecedented Del's spiritual warning instantly made their faces pale.

They are so familiar with this power, it is divine power, the power of the gods, and the remnants of the burning of divine nature.

"Click..."

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the barrier in the sky turned into powder like fragments of glass, and the world was silent. On the ground, there were more than a dozen thin ascetic monks, who were burning out their last life. The torches of the holy light on their bodies were extinguished one by one.

As the breeze blew, their debris that had been burned out of life also drifted away with the wind and disappeared in the eyes of everyone in an instant.

"This is a big trouble!"

Looking at this scene, the old white man and the priest of the red robe couldn't help but look at each other, their faces full of bitterness.

For monks in the church, death is not terrible. It is just an alternative new life. However, those monks were death in the true sense. The collision just now directly drained their spirits, and their traces were erased from the world.

Even the Holy See is unbearable for such losses. Even the Father of Heaven is helpless, which represents the end of the creature.

Crazy believers are the treasures of a church and the true foundation. Even the Holy See cannot afford to lose it, because harmony is not only about the Holy See, but also about heaven.

Every Holy Spirit and a Crazy Believers are qualified to be included in the Genesis of Heavenly Father. Even the Father should pay attention to their demise.

Besides, this time, more than a dozen were lost. It is conceivable how terrible the Pope's anger would be. Maybe he would become the shortest-ranking pope in the history of the Holy See.

......

"Interesting! Divine? What a terrible and terrifying creature, but it's a pity..."

On a mountain not far from London, a man dressed like a cowboy in the west pressed down on the brim of his hat on his head and looked straight into the sky, as if he could penetrate the space and take in everything in the Blood Warlock Academy.

This person has a slender figure, elegant face, three-dimensional facial features, like a knife cut, with a curly brown hair spread on his shoulders casually, and a faint smile always hangs on his mouth, giving people the image of a prodigal son who is unruly and traveling around the world.

"No, I have to write down this scene..." As if thinking of something, the man quickly took out a black notebook from his back, held his head and thought for a while, and then started writing and drawing on the notebook.

After a while, a shrill "Phoenix Death Picture" jumped on the paper.

When the man saw this painting, he nodded with satisfaction, put away the paper and pen, lay down on the spot, and looked like he continued to watch the show.

"Van Helsing...Van Helsing...Van Helsing..."

At this moment, waves of vague summoning sounds came from the void.

The sound is like the chirping of a group of mosquitoes. Although it is not harsh, it is endless and restless.

"Damn old man... Maybe it's better for him to go to see the Father. He's such an immortal thing."

The man who had just lying down suddenly became extremely ugly when he heard this sound. He seemed to be disturbed and got up from the ground cursingly, patted the grass clippings on his body, hesitated for a moment, and ran towards the bottom of the mountain.

......

At this moment, looking at Catherine who had disappeared without a trace in the sky, the bloodline warlocks waiting in place had a major change on their faces.

A heavy atmosphere lingers in everyone's hearts, and the crowd is silent.

"Why are you still standing there? Do you want to make the Saint sacrifice in vain?"

"Hurry up, bring the Alchemy Department and follow me to break through!"

While everyone was still immersed in a sad atmosphere and could not come back to their senses for a long time, Marcus suddenly shouted loudly, and the commanders all started to act quickly.

"Yes, act quickly..."

Emilia also reflected on this and turned around and ran towards the college headquarters. She knew that she could throw away anything, but the foundation of the Bloodline Warlock Academy could never be lost.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... Alice, Alice is angry, Alice is really angry, I want them to pay for Sister Catherine!"

Suddenly, a choked cry sounded from the crowd. At this time, Alice's little face turned red, her big eyes were filled with tears of pain, and blue veins on her forehead swelled up, and a twisted light was gradually eroding her young body.

"No...Alice, don't go, don't go..."

"NO...Alice, don't do this, calm down, do you want to kill everyone?"

Seeing this scene, Hathaway and Kalyn's faces changed drastically, their voices were full of panic, and they stopped them loudly.

"Swish...but...but these bad guys, they killed sister Catherine...Alice...Alice can't spare them..."

After sucking his nose, Alice's voice gradually overlapped, and intermittent strange sounds buzzed in everyone's minds.

"Stop, Alice..."

Just when everyone was helpless, Thomas's voice came, and the hazy light shrouded around him instantly spread. After a difficult struggle, this twisted spiritual light finally rushed into the time barrier created by Alice.

"Bang...huhhh..."

After a while, Thomas suddenly fell to the ground, covered his forehead, and gasped heavily, while Alice fainted and fell into a deep sleep.

"Are you okay, Thomas..."

Looking at Thomas lying on the ground, Hathaway immediately walked up and asked with concern.

"Well...it's so dangerous. Fortunately, Alice's grasp of power is not mature enough, otherwise something big might happen..."

Looking at Alice who was sleeping, Thomas wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear.

Fortunately, the mind is a special energy, and it has the ability to travel through time. In addition, his spiritual power is huge, and Alice's power is too dispersed and his control ability is weak. Only in this way can he stop Alice at critical moments.

After all, the power of time is really terrible. It is an existence that even gods are taboo. If Alice rashly mobilizes time, she does not need to erase it in her subjective sense. The aftermath alone is enough to wipe out everyone.

“Are you ready?”

"Victor, you and Jimmy are in front of you, and the rest, follow me and kill, Hathaway, pay attention to protecting members of the Alchemy."

In less than three minutes, Emilia returned with a group of bloodline warlocks from the Alchemy Department. Seeing this, Marcus did not talk nonsense and immediately arranged an action plan.

"Marcus, where is the Holy Maiden?"

Dr. Yorkson, who had just arrived, turned around and looked around, but did not notice Catherine's figure, and asked with confusion on his face.

"this..."

Faced with Dr. Yorkson's question, everyone was suddenly silent.

As a veteran of the Bloodline Warlock Academy and the inventor of the Bloodline Warlock Serum, Dr. Yorkson's prestige in the academy can be said to be second only to Li Yang, and is a very special existence.

Even the rebellious Marcus did not dare to be too presumptuous in front of him on weekdays. His generous character has won the respect of many senior college leaders.

"Where has the Saint Crown Secret Goed? Now, answer my question!"

Seeing everyone's appearance, Dr. Yorkson felt a vague premonition in his heart, but he still couldn't believe it and insisted on asking the answers from everyone to prove that he was thinking too much.

The voice was still praying in his heart with the great blood warlock god, hoping that his guess would be false.
Chapter completed!