Chapter 342 Four Riders

‘How could the windmill cat appear here? ’

Gilan’s heart sank.

This guy is an apostle-level existence, an old monster who has lived for who knows how many years.

Facing such an enemy, there is no way to fight, it depends on how to save his life from the opponent.

What surprised Gilan even more was that the windmill cat seemed to recognize him.

‘Is it because of the Christmas demon "Krampus"? ’

Gilan guessed secretly.

He once learned from Miss Tolina that Krampus is the "other self" of the windmill cat, so it is not surprising that the other party recognizes him now.

But there is another possibility...

That is, the windmill cat can share the memory of the real film, and anyone who has come into contact with it in the film will be known by Him!

“Introduce yourself.”

The big golden cat head raised its arm, stretched out a hooked claw, and scratched its cheek.

"I am the leader of the 'Eclipse Society'. You delicious friends can affectionately call me 'Mr. Cat'."

"On this wonderful night, I am very honored to have you all witness the advent of disaster and the end of the world."

"Look! What beautiful ash!"

He said, spreading his arms, his tone fanatical.

Boom--

Behind the golden cat-headed man, the volcano continued to erupt, and the black matter mixed with billowing smoke almost filled the entire night.

The moon and stars were covered, and the surrounding environment seemed even darker.

The ground was still shaking. Some black flocs like snowflakes fell, and the air was filled with a pungent and unpleasant sulfur smell.

At this time, a sound of footsteps came.

The nuns who were sent by Alida to hunt down the Ascetic Sect just came back.

Their steps were scattered and their movements were staggering. Almost everyone's face was covered with blue veins and nosebleeds. It was obvious that they were seriously infected by the miasma.

"Vice President Alida... The concentration of miasma here is too high. We... We can't hold on any longer."

When the nuns came to Alida, they could no longer stand and fell to the ground one after another.

When Alida saw this, she clenched her fists with a serious expression.

Facing the increasingly dense miasma, she had no good solution. Now she wanted to lead the team away, but was watched by the six hell lords and the cat-headed man, so she dared not act rashly.

The situation was in a dilemma.

Gilan glanced at Aurora in the team. The latter was pale and also had a nosebleed. Her condition was worrying.

His eyes condensed.

'If this goes on, even if the windmill cat and the six hell lords don't take action, Aurora and the others will be killed by the miasma...'

The concentration of the miasma now exceeded 10 Pa. Except for Gilan and Alida, the two long-lived people, the rest of the people couldn't stand it at all.

Gillan thought for a moment, and silently took out a little finger-sized light green potion from his alchemical leather pocket.

This was the "highly effective anti-malaria medicine" he exchanged from the Armed Forces with his merits before he set out on the mission. It was the latest generation of alchemical products.

It could also be said that this was an experimental product jointly developed by scholars in the field of mysticism at the "Anti-malaria Medicine Seminar".

"Miss Alida, distribute these potions to the nuns. Maybe it will be helpful." Gillan whispered, and handed the light green potion in front of Alida.

The latter was startled, and then said in a deep voice:

"Thank you very much, Mr. Gillan."

She took the potion and quickly gave it to the nuns under her. Gillan also gave three to Maiwei, Kaya and Celine, and they thanked him one after another.

The windmill cat brought six black devils with hideous appearances, just standing there, watching with interest, but did not step forward to stop them.

"The long-suppressed miasma will continue to erupt from here from tonight until it spreads to every corner of the world."

Pal licked his paw and smiled.

"Well... this is more lethal and destructive than the so-called plague or war. How many people will die? How many will survive? It's really exciting."

"The greater the suffering, the greater the probability of my Lord's resurrection... Praise sulfur, light and heat will once again descend on this world full of decay!"

Listening to the windmill cat's mumbling words, Jilan's brain was working fast.

He knew in his heart that even if he used "Mind Comb" again, he might not be able to defeat the opponent.

However, running away is also a fantasy.

'I still have one last trump card. '

Jilan thought.

He put his hand in his pocket, where the "letter comb" given by Miss Tolina was placed.

Through this token, he can summon Miss Tolina's messenger, the powerful existence named "Fen Hou" Joe.

Although it is not known whether Joe can defeat the opponent, it is better than having no hope at all.

"Yernei, Sangasuren."

The windmill cat tapped its chin with its claws and said.

"Send these humans to hell."

"Yes, Lord Pal."

The two devil lords standing beside the windmill cat bowed their heads and agreed.

They were a man and a woman. The man was three meters tall, with a dark body and a sturdy body. The woman was also 1.8 meters tall with a beautiful figure.

Wow——

The two devil lords spread their wings and flew over.

Alida took a deep breath, raised her hand and spread her five fingers.

"Fire!"

Bear! !

I saw that the orange-red flame was burning on her palm, which was highly condensed and dark red.

Then she flicked her fingers.

There were two sounds of swishing.

Two arrows made of flames flew out, heading straight towards the two devil lords in mid-air.

The male devil among them had a ferocious smile on his face.

"Fire? Ridiculous!"

I saw it slapped its backhand, and with a bang, the fire arrow flew away like a ball.

Another female devil grasped the fire arrow with five fingers and held it in her palm. Immediately, he waved his hand and created a slender soft whip of flames out of thin air.

Alida raised her head, her expression ugly.

The "match" essence she controls is being restrained by the devil lords, making it difficult to cause effective damage.

Seeing that the two devil lords were about to dive over and charge towards him.

At this moment.

A scarlet thunder fell from the sky——

Click! !

Thunder and lightning instantly fell on the two devil lords, making a deafening noise.

The sights of everyone present were filled with scarlet at this moment, and some outlines of lightning still remained on the retinas.

The bodies of the two devil lords seemed to be frozen, stagnant in mid-air.

The next second, they didn't make any sound, and their bodies seemed to be forcibly decomposed, quickly turning into dust-like particles and flying high.

"?!"

Alida stared into the sky, shocked.

The power of the scarlet thunder just now made his heart tremble. With just one blow, the existence of the two devil lords was easily wiped out.

The remaining four devil lords had serious expressions on their faces and their pupils shrank sharply. They bared their teeth and looked a little uneasy.

"Huh?" Windmill Cat rolled its eyes and made a surprised sound. "alchemy?"

Click! !

Another scarlet thunder and lightning fell.

This time, let’s go straight to the windmill cat!

"Meow!" Pal cat meowed.

He took a step, and hundreds of afterimages shook out of his whole body. He reached a hundred meters away in an instant, and his speed was actually faster than lightning.

Bah! !

The scarlet thunder struck the ground, spread like snowflakes, and immediately hit the four hell lords who were standing next to Windmill Cat.

Without exception, they all followed in the footsteps of the two previous companions. As if they were broken down into fine particles, they turned into powder and flew everywhere.

At this time, Jilan suddenly noticed something and quickly turned his head to look behind him——

I saw an old man with gray hair in a suit and leather shoes, holding a white cane, standing not far away at some point.

"Commissioner Para Celsus!"

Ji Lan was startled and said quickly.

Parra smiled and nodded in response.

He raised one hand and spread his fingers. Countless dust fell from the sky and turned into six black spirals, which gathered in his palm and finally condensed into a six-finger-sized devil "model".

It was those six devil lords!

The expressions of shock, confusion, and panic on their faces are lifelike, and their movements maintain the same postures as they were last alive.

"Gilan, you have done a great job."

As Parra said, he put the six miniature models into his coat pocket and walked over.

At this time, Gilan and others noticed that Para was not alone.

Beside Pala, there are three figures.

Those were three men.

One person was wearing a leather trench coat, a cocked hat, white gloves, and a retro silver-plated spring revolver at his waist.

One person had his hair slicked back, wore gold-rimmed glasses, a white shirt, and black trousers. He looked like an ordinary office worker.

There was another person wearing a silver-white carved hood, revealing only a pair of melancholy sky-blue eyes. He was wearing a floor-length silk black robe, and his whole body was completely covered.

Seeing this scene, the corresponding name suddenly popped up in Jilan's mind——

"Skullmelting Knight" Carl Rhaegar.

"The Silent Knight" Adams Celedonio.

"Silver Crowned Knight" Agni Baldwin.

There is also the "Knight of the White Staff" Pala Celsus who replaced the "Bloody Knight" who had defected and became the new knight commander.

Are all the four knights of the "Crippled King" here? !

Ji Lan couldn't help but breathe.

'Is it because Caesar, the head of state, was sure that the Windmill Cat would show up, so he sent his strongest troops to intercept and kill him, or because...'

Thinking to himself, he looked towards the crater of the erupting volcano.

‘The changes here have attracted great attention from the empire and they have to be stopped in time? ’

"You guys should have a good rest."

At this time, the four people from Pala passed by Jilan and raised their white canes.

Buzz——

The scarlet arc jumped and fell among Jilan and his group in the blink of an eye, forming a hemispherical barrier.

This barrier not only isolates the miasma, but also seems to be extremely protective.

Alida and other members of the Steel Maidens looked at the four Naparas blankly, feeling a strong sense of oppression, knowing that they were strong men that they needed to look up to.

"The Chairman actually came in person..."

Maiev and Kaya looked at each other, horrified.

Whether it was the cat-headed man or the three men next to the chairman, they were all unfamiliar existences to them.

But what is certain is that this is definitely not a level that I can imagine.

"Windmill Cat Pal Solomon."

At this time, the old gentleman Parra stopped with his white cane, dozens of meters away from the cat-headed man.

He said calmly:

"After so many years, you are finally willing to show your face... For three hundred years, we have been tracking your traces. In terms of your ability to hide and escape, among all the apostles in the entire Land of Gods, you must be among the most outstanding few. One of several.”

"Ah, thank you for the compliment."

Windmill Cat chuckled, his eyes rolling.

"Isn't this the legendary alchemist, Mr. Pala? Long time no see!"

"There are also the alter egos of the three kings, 'The Ferryman', 'The Silent Speaker' and the 'King Douchun'."

"I am really flattered that the four powerful men whom His Majesty the 'Crane King' most relies on come together!"

Windmill Cat showed an exaggerated smile.

It raised its hand and pointed to the sky. The crater was still roaring and erupting black matter continuously.

"But... I have opened the source of the miasma, how should you deal with it? Should you start a war with me here and waste time, or should you prevent it from erupting?"

"Ah, ah, it's really annoying... if you waste one more second, a lot of people in the world will die!"

The big golden eyes of the windmill cat stopped and narrowed into a slit.

"Oh, by the way. Since you came to me together, then the Owena Federation shouldn't miss this opportunity, right?"

"I remember... the 'Saber Chief' has always wanted to implement the 'Moon God's' will of change and death. Maybe he will attack your territory!"

There was dead silence.

Parra's eyes were deep and calm, and she didn't speak.

The three men beside him also remained silent.

In the scarlet barrier on the other side, Ji Lan and others did not dare to take a breath, watching the confrontation between the two sides intently.

"Really boring."

Windmill Cat pouted.

"Since you are here to cause trouble for me, let's give it a try."

His eyes condensed and became extremely indifferent.

"Come out, Krampus!"

A strong gust of wind swept past.

Parra raised her white cane and said calmly:

"The 'Christmas Devil' Krampus..."

Ji Lan's heart trembled.

Will the Windmill Cat summon his other self to attack the four Chairman Para?

It seems that a war is inevitable!

…

…

Home of God, cloister.

Amidst the ice and snow, stood a wooden hut.

There is also a fat snowman standing at the door.

Heavy snow is flying, and the biting cold wind is howling.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the distance, walking towards the hut.

The man seemed to be wearing a large black priest's cloak, and smoke was emitting from his body. The ice and snow melted wherever he passed.

The snowman turned his head and stared at the visitor with his empty eye sockets. Suddenly, its carrot nose twitched.

"Lord Krampus!!"

As soon as he shouted, black flames ignited from the bottom of the snowman's feet and melted quickly.

Before dying, the snowman screamed endlessly:

"Ah...ah...I'm going to die again!"

Bang!

The small door of the wooden house was pushed open, and a monster with a goat's head and human body came out. It has a pair of scimitar-like red horns on its head, carrying a huge iron cage on its back, and holding a chain iron hook in its hand.

It is the other self of Windmill Cat——

"Christmas Devil" Krampus.

"It's so noisy! Shut up, Snowman!"

Krampus roared loudly.

However, the snowman had already been burned by the black fire and turned into a puddle of water, still bubbling.

"Huh?" Krampus suddenly turned his head and looked, his scarlet pupils condensing.

Only a few meters away in front of him, he saw a priest wearing a wide-brimmed hat standing quietly.

"'Father Jorah' Chox!"

Krampus said solemnly.

"What do you want to see me for?"

"The lady said she wants you to die."

The priest said in a hoarse voice.

Krampus was stunned.

It couldn't figure out why "Father Jiaoyi" came to his door even though he had never offended that person.

"Want me to die? Try!"

Krampus smiled evilly.

Without saying a word, the priest raised his hand and waved it.

Rolling black smoke rose into the sky like a tornado.

boom! ! !

The entire snowfield was immediately filled with a sea of ​​black fire, and the wooden hut was submerged in the blink of an eye and burned to ashes.

…

…

Wait for the strong wind to blow.

The scene remained silent.

The four of them looked at the windmill cat quietly.

But nothing happened.

"Huh?" Pal stretched out his paw and scratched his forehead, and tentatively called again: "Krampus?"

Nothing happens.

Suddenly, the golden cat-headed man was startled, as if he had received some signal.

Its expression suddenly changed, and it looked at the four people in Pala in confusion, and asked:

"You even hired help?!"