Chapter 1775 The Bitter Meat Scheme

Although the mysterious aura in Bulat's body is magical, it is not powerful enough to defeat many with one person. It's almost a step at a time, and I don't dare to make any unnecessary movements!

Don't look at the tyranny when he is in Bulat's body, that's because not everyone can have an opportunity like Fang Yang, there are so many big bosses in his body, not even the Pope of Light!

Brat activated the power of light to perform a healing technique on himself, and found that his body had completely recovered, and he couldn't help but shed tears of gratitude:

"Fang Yang, you really helped me a lot! If it weren't for you, I really don't know what to do this time.

But if you breathe that breath directly into your body, will it be okay? If there's anything you need me to do, just ask! "

Having experienced that kind of pain personally, Blatter understands what it feels like, which is why he is so grateful to Fang Yang.

Fang Yang had an idea and made a conscious decision: "If you don't inhale this breath into my body, there is no better way to control it. The matter is urgent, and there is no other way.

As for what the impact will be, it's not clear yet. All I can say is wait and see what happens, and hope it won’t be too severe.

To put it bluntly, if there is really any impact, don't you have a way to control it? There shouldn't be any fear for one's life, right? "

Brat was so frank: "Fang Yang, I do have a way to control the alien aura. But it's not that easy to do.

Otherwise, do you think I would be willing to give up the position of pope and go to that ungrateful place in Siberia to blow the northwest wind?

Besides, I can't guarantee that if you have a physical problem by then, Martin and the others will help you treat it wholeheartedly.

Besides, there is still a matter of time, unless you are willing to give up everything and stay in Siberia! "

Fang Yang took the opportunity to ask: "This is simply impossible, you know how many things I have to deal with now, how can I stay in one place.

Is there any way that I can get help as soon as possible after I have a physical problem? "

Brat looked around carefully, and after making sure he was safe, he lowered his voice: "Fang Yang, you saved my life this time and helped me stabilize my position as pope, so I will tell you some secrets.

According to what you said, the only way to get help as soon as possible is through space teleportation! "

Just wait for Bratt to say it himself! Fang Yang pretended to be surprised: "Space teleportation? What does this mean?"

Bratt's voice was lower and he spoke very fast: "Space transmission, as the name suggests, is to achieve point-to-point real-time transmission through the power of space.

It is similar to the teleportation array in the East. But for some unknown reason, this skill has been lost for a long time! "

Fang Yang asked: "Awesome! Listen to what you said, Martin and the others were able to rush here from Siberia for rescue, right?"

"Yes." Brad nodded: "It's just a pity that the formation here was somewhat damaged when you attacked the Pope's Palace last time;

Now I can only receive, not send. Therefore, after being attacked, I can only ask you to report for help. "

Fang Yang looked a little embarrassed: "It was all accidental injuries. I really didn't expect it would have such a big impact."

As for whether the Light Church would be destroyed due to his attack, Fang Yang didn't really care.

In contrast, Fang Yang was more concerned about whether this would affect the stability and structure of the teleportation array.

Bratt seemed very generous: "In your Eastern terms, maybe this is God's will. Although I also want to help you, I am really unable to do so."

Fang Yang carefully made his suggestion: "Brat, can you let me take a look at your space teleportation array? Maybe I can try to repair it."

Bratt was taken aback: "Are you sure? You're not kidding?"

Although Brat knew that Fang Yang had created a series of miracles, and although he knew that Fang Yang had extraordinary abilities, but, but, but, that was a space teleportation array that had been lost for many years!

Of course Fang Yang would not finish his words: "I just said to give it a try, but I can't guarantee that it will be successful."

Brat said seriously: "Fang Yang, the space teleportation array relies on space magic. If you are not careful, you can harm others and yourself!

What's more, through this incident, you should know how important this space teleportation array is within the Church of Light.

Although I am the Pope, I do not have the qualifications and power to allow you to approach the space teleportation array without authorization.

If he really did that, I'm afraid he would be kicked off the stage even if nothing happened. Even disappearing from the world is nothing new. "

Fang Yang played the emotional card and used retreat to advance: "In this case, I can't embarrass you, let's live and die according to our destiny!

Once things have reached this point, it is impossible to do it all over again. At least you fully recovered and your work was not in vain. "

Although Brat has never been a merciful master, he was still moved by Fang Yang this time.

Hearing Fang Yang say this, he felt uncomfortable in his heart and hesitated again and again: "Fang Yang, if not, I will go and discuss it with Mr. Martin. If he is willing to let go, everything will be easy."

Fang Yang knew not to push too hard at this time: "I have to trouble you to make another trip. If it's too troublesome, don't force it."

Bratt said: "You put yourself in danger to save me. If I don't do anything, how can my conscience be at ease? I will go to the temple right away. You can rest in the guest room at the back first."

"Thank you for your hard work." Fang Yang was taken to the guest room of the Pope's Palace to rest. I don't know if this cruel trick will work.

Brat hurried to the sanctuary behind the Papal Palace.

The temple is the most unique place on the Holy Mountain of Light. There are no luxurious decorations or grand buildings.

There are exquisite murals carved on the four walls. There is no roof and it looks more like a large open square.

In the middle of the temple, there stood a huge statue of the God of Light. Martin and other ascetics sat devoutly around the statue and recited scriptures.

Brat didn't dare to disturb him, so he just stood by the side with his hands down respectfully, waiting patiently for their ceremony to end.

Half an hour later, Martin stood up slowly, nodded slightly to Brat, and walked outside the temple.

Brat quickly followed outside the temple and bowed: "Sir Martin, I have something that I would like to ask you to consider."

Martin didn't ask anything. Instead, he looked at Bratt carefully and asked in surprise: "The alien aura has been removed from your body? How did you do it?"

Brat took the opportunity and said: "Sir, you can see it, right? Fang Yang helped me solve this. But the trouble now is that the alien aura has been transferred to his body!"

"Really transferred into his body?" Martin was even more surprised: "Don't he know how dangerous it is? How dare he do it?"

Brat didn't know how to explain it: "Sir, I'm sure that Fang Yang should know how terrifying that breath is, and I also told him the stakes.

I think it was Fang Yang who wanted to try to suppress the alien aura, but an accident happened, which led to the current situation. "