The dragon was very fast, and it was flowing with the blood of a dragon in another world. The powerful force made him come to the sky above the fashion capital in just a few minutes.

Above the sky, Fang Lei looked down at this city that was still prosperous and even more prosperous because of the appearance of the Dragon Knight!

Standing quietly in the sky and observing this prosperous city, Fang Lei was looking for an entry point.

A Mr. St. Andre truly appeared in the fashion capital as a dragon knight, exposed to the public, and became the entry point for the Guardian of France.

The divine power gathered on his eyes, and even the power of the crown of thorns was used by Fang Lei for a little.

He needs to find the evil in this city, only evil can set off the justice of the Dragon Knight and the sacredness of the Holy Light.

"Huh? There is!"

In the state of pseudo-knowledge, Fang Lei quickly found the target he wanted.

The Fashion Capital has always been a city full of contradictions.

In addition to being a city of writers and artists, the capital of fashion is also a city of violence.

There have been many riots and massacres in modern history to express dissatisfaction with politics, and cultural divisions continue to brew new crimes and terrorism incidents.

At least in just a while, Fang Lei had easily sensed the existence of many sins, but Fang Lei was not a great saint who could not control so many things.

After slapping the dragon, the dragon immediately sensed the message conveyed by Fang Lei's mental power. With a roar, the dragon swooped towards the fashion capital.

...

The fashion capital is full of traffic, and everyone's outfits can be said to be smooth and smooth. After all, this is the fashion capital, bringing tourists from the whole world.

And at this moment, a long roar came from the sky, and many people subconsciously looked towards the sky.

"Ao!"

In the roar of the dragon, a giant dragon swooped from the sky, and the pitch-black scales flashed with cold light in the sun, and the diving dragon's body was full of power!

Bang bang bang!

Almost at this moment, the appearance of the dragon caused car accidents to occur everywhere in the fashion capital. People's eyes were already attracted by the dragon, and they subconsciously ignored other things.

They once again thought of the fear of being dominated by dragons in the fashion capital.

Almost everyone looked up at the dragon.

Although I was afraid, in addition to fear, the whole city was more excited.

With the media bombardment, everyone knows who the dragon is!

"It's getting closer! It's getting closer!"

"Oh my God, what a strong wind pressure, it's so terrifying!"

"See it! There is really a person on its back!"

Looking excitedly at the giant dragon swooping down from the sky, bursts of exclamations came from the crowd from time to time.

But at this moment, the diving dragon shook its wings and flew towards the west of the city.

The unexpected changes made the citizens and tourists who were originally near the dragon feel lost. They quickly began to mobilize the power of technology and share the excitement they had just seen and heard.

"Hey, Tom, the dragon goes to you? What dragon? The dragon of the dragon knight Mr. St. Andre!"

"Hurry! I'm going to tweet!"

Everyone was extremely excited wherever the dragon passed!

Just like the old Carlos's feeling, the giant dragon shuttled through the city, sitting on the body of a handsome warrior in armor, and the warrior's body had holy light floating...

Such a picture made everyone realize that the myth has arrived!

Arrived in a city where technology is king.

Rumble!

The helicopters of the big media were dispatched directly, and a large number of helicopters followed you far behind the dragon.

It is absolutely impossible for these media to miss such an opportunity. The Dragon Knight has arrived in the fashion capital, which is definitely big news!

Under the instruction of the court, the entire fashion capital was dominated by the news that the dragon knight appeared.

The media helicopter followed the dragon, and the reporter above shouted excitedly:

"Accounters, have you seen it? That's the mythical dragon!"

"Oh my God, Mr. Andrei noticed me, and he nodded at me!"

"Let's guess where Mr. Andre is going?"

The helicopter followed all the way, synchronizing the pictures of the dragon knight and the dragon to the entire France. On the streets of the fashion capital, those who can look up at the dragon will naturally look up.

The name of the Dragon Knight St. Andre was constantly shouted out by those people.

Facing the enthusiastic French people, Andrey also waved at them in the low altitude:

"May the Holy Light fool you!"

The handsome dragon knight, smiling and waving in the holy light, often causes a burst of screams.

On the back of the dragon, Fang Lei could probably understand why Hitler once supported the public to chase stars...

"Mr. Andre!"

"Sir Dragon Knight!"

"The Holy Light is with you, St. Andre!"

Wherever the dragon passes, there are the sound of mountains and tsunamis roaring everywhere.

After the dragon flew over low altitude, everyone quickly picked up their phones or simply watched the nearby public TV and continued to pay attention to the movements of the Dragon Knight.

"The dragon is flying lower and lower, is it a church?"

"Is this church the residence of Mr. Dragon Knight? Or is Mr. Dragon Knight a believer of God like us?"

On the helicopter, reporters kept replacing the audience with their own questions.

This is the picture in the whole of France.

The hideous and mighty dragon flew low, hovering around the small church. The dragon knight sat on the back of the dragon and kept looking at the church, as if he could see the inside of the church.

"No! Mr. Dragon Knight seems to be looking for something! Be careful and give enough space for Mr. Dragon Knight."

The reporter looked at the crowd gathering below, thinking of some rumors that he had heard in the circle, and hurriedly reminded the camera.

But how could the crowd disperse in an organized manner because of a reporter? In this way, there would be no stampede.

Not only did the crowd not disperse, but instead it was like smelling bloody sharks, and it began to gather more and more.

On the back of the dragon, Fang Lei looked at the increasing crowd and smiled on his face.

"The witness to evil is almost done."

He murmured to himself, and the dragon rushed towards the church, and his powerful hind paws grabbed the church's spire tightly.

On the back of the dragon's spine, St. Andre slowly stood up, and the holy light spread from his body, covering the church's spire, leaving the entire spire covered by the divine light.

Then, he grabbed the void and appeared in his hands while slaying the dragon.

At the same time, the dragon began to exert force!

Accompanied by everyone's screams, under the terrifying power, the church spire shrouded by the holy light was pulled up by the dragon!

Everything in the room on the top floor of the church was exposed to everyone's eyes.

With a loud bang, the church's spire was pulled down directly under the magical power of the holy light and the barbaric power of the dragon.

It is a church that is mainly made of wooden structures, but for some reason, after being torn such a powerful way, no wood chips or wreckage fell down.

Faced with such a magical scene, the reporter secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly hinted that the photographer had pulled the focal length of the lens over.

The reporter, like all the audience, was curious about what the purpose of Mr. Andre and the Dragon destroyed it.

The focal length of the lens was pulled over, and the scene that exposed the scene in the room was immediately exposed to the entire France.

"My God!"

"Is he a devil?"

After all, the church is a building. Even if the crowd below looks up, they can't see the scene in the room above.

But the pictures recorded by the condescending camera are different. Every person who sees that picture is instantly exhausted, leaving only a voice of my God to express the horror in their hearts.

The church spire was pulled down, and a room that was obviously like a secret room was exposed under the camera.

An old priest in a black robe looked at the suddenly lost ceiling with a dull look on his face, and seemed to have not yet reacted to what was going on.

The old priest held a knife in his left hand and a whip in his right hand.

And in that secret room, there were more than a dozen girls imprisoned there!

Some of them were tied up with iron chains like beasts, some were bound to the wall like Jesus suffering in blood, and some were stuffed into huge vases, leaving only one head exposed...

Even if you can't smell it in the whole room, you can see the bloody and filthy old priest dressed in a pastor, and the clean and tidy old priest standing inside, so dazzling and out of place.

The exquisite church should have been a place to spread the gospel, but no one would have thought that there was a place like hell that was stinking like hell.
To be continued...