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Chapter 462: The conceited Cyric (Part 2)

"The Priest of Ogma!"

After Niya stood still, he stared at the young priest who had already withdrawn, and his pretty face twisted: "Sneak attack?! You have actually used such a despicable and clumsy method to the only true god in the world!"

When Charles heard this, he couldn't help but curl his lips.∈◆,

Hello.

What's wrong with a sneak attack? This is a life-and-death battle. It seems that this dark sun has been lawless for a long time. It's just a double standard that only allows him to underestimate others, but cannot tolerate others cheating him.

The female pastor was so angry that he cursed and even sweared. Don’t overestimate the moral integrity of the Dark Sun. Before the gods, he was just an ordinary mercenary and a wanderer who had done many dirty work of stealing and stealing. However, the people of the Queen of the gods were afraid of the murder of his church and dared not speak nonsense.

"interesting."

Moander's semi-immortal priestess retreated aside and watched, from time to time he looked at the young Holy Apostle with a surprising look, and said with admiration: "Well done, Pastor Ogma, I thank you for your help on behalf of my Lord. The God of Knowledge will also be delighted that he has such an outstanding believer."

Look, I can only say that I am a priest who is a missionary and complimented casually. The sincerity from the heart made Charles and hundreds of viewers in the live broadcast room feel very comfortable, as if it should be.

Moreover, these words not only brought him closer to his allies, but also made the already angry female priest Cialis jump out of his feet.

"Calm down! Calm down! My Lord, you must be calm..."

In the spiritual world, Niya knelt down under the high platform and kept admonishing him, which made the already angry Cialis blush.

"Calm down!" The powerful god who was tall and above swears and scolds: "A mere Holy Land dares to despise my majesty and hurts me? This is a great disrespect to the true god! Execution! Death must be executed, and torture must be carried out!"

"My Lord, he just hurt my body, this is my body..." Niya insisted in the divine power and said weakly: "It is me that he violated me. For the sake of my Lord's plan, I can tolerate it!"

"Bad!"

"My will has been connected to you, and his sword hurts you. I also feel the pain!"

The thin man with dead white skin said extreme and gloomy: "Now your body is equivalent to the divine clone of me. When mortals see it, they will kneel down to greet him. That damn pastor..."

Before he finished speaking, Cialek, who was excited to snort, suddenly let out a scream of pain from his mouth.

Through the eyes she shared with the gods, Niya discovered that the young priest of Ogma actually attacked again after succeeding in the previous sneak attack.

Moreover, this is a frontal sword strike, which is so fast that she has no time to react. Even if she can react, she cannot control her body.

A dignified sword stabbed into the priest's head, and Anri quickly controlled his body to dodge some distance, so he picked up Niya's hair accessories, and his long brown hair was dispersed down, and blood was flowing out of the sword marks on his forehead, looking very embarrassed.

Positive provocation and contempt are often more annoying than sneak attacks.

"It's over..." Niya finally gave up persuasion, sat down on the ground, looking at the will of the higher gods who had already gone wild in front of the throne, and looked at the face of a strong look of panic.

The audience in the live broadcast room was confused and might not be able to keep up with the development. No barrage rolled by, and the picture was even deserted.

This time, Moander's half-immortal priestess's calm expression could not be maintained. He looked at his eyes with a hint of horror, and gradually appeared with a terrible black flame, like a figure wrapped in a black corona, with a slight trembling body.

The halo of divine power appears.

The pretty mature face of the female priest Cialick vaguely appeared another pale male face as a vampire.

His gloomy and angry eyes were flowing with the skeleton emblem, and his intimidating black pupils scanned. Even through the screen, the audience in the live broadcast room could clearly feel it, and it seemed like a huge rock was pressed into his heart!

"Damn, what negative halo is this!!"

"Damn it, labor and capital were once scared by an adult green dragon, and it wasn't so scary..."

"Does the anchor die? If you don't die, please explain it quickly and tell me what it feels like to be there."

At this time, Charles had completely ignored the barrage on the right eye retina.

He watched the figure walking towards him, his brain still rotating, but his body was out of control.

Niya's figure coincided with the appearance of a thin man. Needless to think about it, this must be the appearance of Cialek.

Shire knew Cialke's temperament well, so the series of genre-style attacks were not a reckless act on a whim, but a plan made in a short time!

Cirick is narrow-minded, self-centered, extremely extreme and conceited, looks down on any god or even despise God. He truly believes that mortals are a group of ants that can be killed at will, and it is the ants in his eyes that attack him. What will he feel in?

Anger is absolute.

No matter whether it is a good god or an evil god, he never minds giving them a destruction of the power of the gods and blasphemy.

Especially the gods with problems with their personalities. In Charles's view, Cialis was just a powder barrel, which was blown up at a glance. He endured the humiliation and quietly lived in his female believers. His plan was small, and the way to destroy his plan was actually very simple, which was to let him appear on his own and show his power!

Cialek has no ally in the God Realm, and even the gods are his enemies. As long as a god notices the breath of the gods of the "Road of Moander", the news from the Dark Sun Lower Realm will spread to all planes in an instant!

"Boom"

The ancient stone altar deep in the valley first shook.

It seemed as if a giant sleeping underground was awakening, and a murmuring sound of dissatisfaction with being awakened in the dark sky.

"MoAnde!"

"** and the fallen god!"

The strange body of Niya and Dark Sun mixed with the strange sun stopped suddenly and raised his head to yelled at the sky. His angry eyes gradually regained his sanity.

"** and the God of Fallen?" Shire's thoughts turned, and he lay in the game cabin. He subconsciously explained to the camera: "This is an evil god from the bottomless abyss, with weak divine powers. Shortly after the turbulent era, he was seized by a group of mortals. And people believed that she had been destroyed. That group of mortals also promoted this way. There are still bards singing their deeds on the mainland..."

"She hasn't actually died yet!" Charle's face changed, "I understand! Cialis is trying to attack her priesthood. I'm afraid there are many gods who have thought of it from this. Rose, Baen and even his former ally Shaer may drool at her '**' and 'fall' priesthood!"
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