"The kingdom of the theocracy turned into a Shura venue overnight, which was a trampling on people's highest beliefs. Those believers who were destroyed overnight could do anything in their hearts. Thousands of sane madmen rushed forward..." He seemed to think of that picture, and his eyes showed expectations: "Even if someone protects her, she will be eaten alive."

Qin Yuling's face turned pale.

"And His Majesty the Pope obviously could not let this happen, so—"He laughed: "He can only sacrifice himself to heaven!"

The umbrella in Qin Yuling's hand fell down again and she suddenly turned her head in the rain.

The man smiled and covered the umbrella in his hand over her head, blocking the storm again: "Didn't you say you hate him? Now he is about to die, you should be happy."

Qin Yuling's heart trembled.

"If he doesn't die, your daughter, son-in-law, grandchildren, and grandchildren will die," the man said with a relaxed tone: "I don't need to ask what your choice is. After all, I'll take you here to say goodbye to him."

Qin Yu's face was as beautiful as earth.

At this moment, the rain was extremely fierce, and it made crackling sounds as it hit the umbrella surface. She stared at the heavy rain washed the broken flesh and corpses into a bright red stream.

Unspeakable fear and sadness surged in Qin Yuling's heart, that person would die...

She hated people for more than 20 years and missed them for more than 20 years and would soon die...

The screams from the Holy See were even louder than Thor. In the rainy night in the deep winter, the violent destruction and killing continued, becoming more and more intense.

...

Qi Ye's expression was very indifferent from beginning to end. His starry eyes, which were stained by the blood, were filled with solemn and murderous aura. His strange eyebrows and eyes were dazzling, just like the Manzhu Shahua blooming in blood, and his beautiful heart swayed.

His slender fingers slowly tapped the railing in front of him. In the pouring rain, the only man was clean and tidy. He watched the battle below coldly and turned a blind eye to the screaming corpses.

Until the battle that lasted in the middle of the night came to an end.

The last paladin sent by Ou Ruoqinghan fell down.

The remaining soldiers of the opponent pointed the black gun at the people preparing to watch the observatory.

Someone roared and cried with joy, cheering for the coming victory: "You lost!"

Lost?

Qi Ye raised the corner of his lips, his eyes colder than the rain on this night. He had never tasted the taste of losing in his life...

"Kill him!" The man raised his hand and pointed at Qi Ye's face, and his murderous aura almost teared the sky.

Countless black muzzles burst out, and bullets splashed away like rain.

The man on the observatory smiled coldly, leaned back and jumped from above, and the bullets drove the place where he was just standing into a hornet's nest.

The man in black-haired landed on the ground and slowly loaded the gun in his hand, graceful and distracted. Before the second wave of bullets arrived, he suddenly made a sound, extremely cold and resolute, penetrated the rain curtain and exploded with thunder.

"shoot!"

Almost in an instant, countless bullets came from all directions, as dense as locusts.

Then the next moment, a large area of ​​blood appeared in the field of vision, and the blood flowers exploded from the human body, blooming one by one on the ground, spreading into a circle, spreading into a circle, and rolling blood waves stretching out in the city.
Chapter completed!