Chapter 213 Killing and Returning

The last blow!

Haha!

The middle-aged knight didn't even think about continuing to fight hard. The scene of the falling stars just now was obviously wrong. Only a fool would stay.

As for the old nun, let her buy some time for her escape!

Hmm? !

The middle-aged knight who was running away suddenly felt something was wrong. He used the ghost domain to fly for a long time, why didn't the surrounding environment seem to change? What about the nearby towns?

An ominous premonition emerged in the middle-aged knight's heart. He slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky, and saw a pair of eyes as big as the sun and the moon in the dark sky.

Looking at him coldly and ruthlessly.

"Is this... a ghost domain?"

The middle-aged knight stopped in disbelief. He realized that he had been hit and was surrounded by a more powerful ghost domain.

"The missionary actually has such a powerful ghost domain that he can take it into the ghost domain without my knowledge."

The middle-aged knight secretly used the power of the evil ghost to get rid of this place.

"Stop struggling. No one has ever escaped from my Bible world." A thunderous voice came from the sky. After careful identification, it was the voice of the missionary.

The middle-aged knight would not accept his fate. Seeing that he was discovered, he tried even harder to mobilize the power of the evil spirits in his body.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, the so-called Bible world in front of him was not moved by him.

And while he wanted to escape, the space of this ghost domain was shrinking. Just like time was reversed, the middle-aged knight quickly returned to the place where he had just escaped and saw the old nun with an angry face.

"You are a guy with a guts like a mouse. You don't deserve to be called a knight. You actually abandoned a lady and ran away alone.

And it's all because of you. We had a chance to win. It's because of your escape that we are now trapped in this damn place."

The moment the old nun saw the middle-aged knight, she couldn't suppress her anger and started a verbal attack. If it weren't for the dangerous situation now, she would definitely attack the middle-aged knight directly.

Because he was in the wrong, the middle-aged knight did not retort to the old nun's scolding, but proposed the next cooperation:

"I did something wrong just now, I apologize to you, but we have to work together next. It's too dangerous here, we must escape."

"Escape? Hahaha..." The missionary's laughter suddenly came from the sky, "This space was created by my master and given to me for use. Even if an S-level ghost comes, it is impossible to escape."

Before the voice fell, the whole space began to vibrate violently, and human figures began to appear out of thin air from the void. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen human figures came to the middle-aged knight and the two.

"What? Impossible?" The old nun looked terrified, "The jailer, the iron knight, the ghost rose... Aren't they all dead?"

The middle-aged knight's hands and feet were also cold. He knew five or six of the dozen figures, all of whom were famous ghost riders in Europe, and the weakest ones were elite ghost riders.

It's just that the reputation of these people has made another person, that is, the missionary, because these people all died at the hands of the missionary when they were enemies of the missionary.

It stands to reason that what is in front of him should only be the corpses of those people, but the pressure brought by these figures in front of him is so real, which makes the middle-aged knight a little confused about the situation.

"They are indeed dead, and now they are just resurrected by a kind of supernatural power, but their strength is not weaker than when they were alive." The voice of the missionary came again. "You can entertain these two guests for me!"

"No problem! There haven't been new people here for a long time, I'm almost bored to death!" The jailer with a livid face raised his big nail hammer and said fiercely.

"It turned out to be Mr. Knight and Lady Saint Sister. It's been a long time since we last met. I didn't expect that we would meet in this way." A female ghost rider with twisted hair exclaimed.

The middle-aged knight's eyes lit up when he found out that these resurrected ghost riders still had wisdom:

"Everyone is an enemy of the missionaries, and you were all killed by the missionaries, why do you want to kill each other?

Don't you want revenge? Why don't we cooperate to deal with the missionaries, and then you can escape from this damn place."

The middle-aged knight's words made the whole scene quiet, and then there was a mocking laugh.

The resurrected ghost riders looked at the middle-aged knight with a look of looking at a fool.

"You idiot, since the missionaries dared to let these people out, they must have a way to control them. What do you think of cooperating with them?" The old nun gritted her teeth.

"Haha, the Saint Sister is still understanding," said the female ghost rider with twisted hair, "unlike the fake knight, who seems smart but is actually stupid."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense," the jailer smashed the hammer hard on the ground, "Take them down as soon as possible."

"You two, join us!" As the female ghost rider spoke, her hair began to spread like vines, surrounding the middle-aged knight and the nun.

The knight and the nun looked at each other and used their trump cards. The knight pulled out a bloody bone spear from his spine. The moment the bone spear appeared, the vines that were approaching instantly withered and turned into ashes.

The nun's transformation was even more terrifying. A crack appeared between her eyebrows, and a blood-colored spider-like monster crawled out of it. Then a piercing scream sounded, and blood marks began to appear inexplicably on the bodies of the resurrected ghost riders.

For a while, even though there were only two of them, facing the siege of many ghost riders, the knight and the nun did not lose.

However, these were temporary, and the momentary outburst could not get them out of trouble, because as long as they could not escape from this space, they would need to constantly deal with these resurrected ghost riders, and even the most powerful ghost riders would be worn out by the wheel battle.

The giant eye in the sky disappeared at some point, and the fluctuations of the battle became weaker and weaker. The knight and the nun did not escape from here after all.

Outside, the ghost riders of the Perfect Church were cleaning up the battlefield. Those ghost riders following the knights and nuns had all been killed, and the evil ghosts they rode were also imprisoned separately.

"Pope, what should we do next?" The gentleman came over. Last time, because he returned to the right path in time, he was only locked up for a few days and was not held accountable again.

"Gather all these evil spirits. I will hold a grand sacrifice ceremony here and sacrifice all these evil spirits to my Lord."

The missionary continued: "As for the German Union and the God Church, they dare to challenge the majesty of my Lord. They must pay the price and declare war on them directly."

The information of the middle-aged knight and the old nun is recorded in the Perfect Church. They are from the German Union and the God Church respectively.

"Yes!" The gentleman bowed his head and left. After the last incident, he became more and more like a qualified believer.

Not long after, at the headquarters of Renguo, Wang Xiaoming, who was in the laboratory, received the sacrifice of the Perfect Church. Dozens of evil spirits, each with its own characteristics, made him very satisfied.

"Hmm? There is another message." Wang Xiaoming heard the missionary's prayer again, and he told him everything that had just happened.

"It's time to increase the combat power of the Perfect Church!" After listening to the prayer information, Wang Xiaoming made a decision after a little thought, that is, to help the ghost riders of the Perfect Church to control the evil spirits.

He didn't provide the service of controlling evil spirits before because he thought that being a god shouldn't be too cheap. Helping them suppress the resurrection of evil spirits was enough. Too much is as bad as too little.

But now, the Perfect Church is in a more dangerous situation and is in urgent need of improving its strength to overcome the current difficulties.

As for the target of improvement, it is the ghost riders who were in the battle just now. They have proved their loyalty.

Then Wang Xiaoming selected some evil spirits in the wilderness of knowledge, and then used the power of the wilderness of knowledge to send the evil spirits directly to those ghost riders, allowing them to control the evil spirits by force.

In Europe, the people who were holding a sacrificial ceremony in the wilderness suddenly felt a flash in front of their eyes, and a tall figure appeared, emitting dazzling light:

"Not bad, it should be rewarded!"

Except for the missionaries, the remaining ghost riders began to emit white flames, and in the flames, a evil ghost was melting in it.

These ghost riders only felt warm in their bodies, and they controlled an evil ghost unconsciously.

I don't know how long it took, when they woke up, they found something different, they actually controlled an evil ghost out of thin air.

Among them, the gentleman was very surprised. He had become a top ghost driver who could control three evil ghosts.

For a time, everyone was so excited that they could not control themselves. They used their evil ghost abilities to determine which evil ghost they controlled.

After everything calmed down, under the leadership of the missionary, everyone prayed to the Lord of Perfection again.

But this time Wang Xiaoming ignored it. He began to focus on supernatural research.

There was a group of people standing in the minister's office at the headquarters of the European German Union.

Only an old man with a white beard sat behind the desk. After reading the information in his hand, he threw it hard at a young man standing in front of the desk and said angrily:

"You bastards, I really want to kick you back into your mother's belly. You can't handle a small matter, and now you are making a fuss."

The information fell to the ground, revealing the information. It was written that the Perfect Church had declared war on the German Union and the God Church.

The young man lowered his head and kept apologizing, but he still couldn't extinguish the anger of the old man with a white beard. In the end, it was under the persuasion of others that the white beard temporarily calmed down.

But when the Perfect Church declared war, the office fell silent again. The main reason was that the German Union was facing internal and external troubles. It would be a loss to deal with a powerful Perfect Church now.

Seeing that most people did not agree to conflict with the Perfect Church, Minister Whitebeard could not go his own way, and finally decided to retreat and confuse the audience.

Not to conflict with the Perfect Church for the time being, and at the same time spread the news that the middle-aged knight had actually left the German Union in secret, and the German Union was not aware of his impulsive behavior.

Bang!

The luxurious solid wood table in front of him was smashed by a huge force, and an old man holding a cane said angrily:

"The German Union has no assholes. This operation was obviously organized by them. Now that something went wrong, they immediately excluded the relationship. What a disgusting politician."

"Pope calm down!" A group of cardinals immediately stepped forward to comfort him.

"But, what should we do now? The German Union does not want to provoke, and after we lost Her Highness the Holy Sister..." A bishop hesitated.

After losing dozens of ghost riders and two top ghost riders, they didn't want to fight anymore. Wouldn't it be better for them to just be their own bishops? If they continued to fight, what if they lost?

Finally, after an hour of intense discussion, the God Church decided to shrink its forces to avoid conflict with the Perfect Church.

The contraction of the two major forces led to the illusion that when the missionaries began to attack the city with great momentum, they had the illusion of hitting nothing. There was no resistance along the way, and the Perfect Church's sphere of influence doubled directly.

At the headquarters of Renguo, Wang Xiaoming finally waited for Zhao Kaiming, and saw that he was dusty and had a trace of fatigue on his face.

Originally, Zhao Kaiming was selected to stay in Southeast Asia to deter foreign ghost riders, but later discovered the conspiracy of the captain's ghost, so Zhao Kaiming received a new task and began to kill those humans who had been transformed into ghost slaves by the captain's ghost in Southeast Asia, and only now rushed back to the headquarters.

"Professor!" Zhao Kaiming greeted weakly.

"Find a place to sit down first, do you feel any changes in your body?"

Wang Xiaoming first scanned up and down with his spiritual vision, and confirmed that Zhao Kaiming's current appearance was just too tired before he felt relieved.

Zhao Kaiming nodded: "I feel the evil spirit erosion, and it is still growing! And I found that the evil spirit erosion caused by using the evil spirit ability is getting more and more serious, of course, these are still within my tolerance range."

Wang Xiaoming nodded, these were already within his expectations.

Next, he first gave Zhao Kaiming some basic physical examinations, including blood tests for supernatural runes.

Then there was a full-body test. Wang Xiaoming took out the test chamber that looked like a sleeping chamber again and let Zhao Kaiming lie in it.

After this series of tests, Wang Xiaoming finally had a comprehensive and in-depth understanding of Zhao Kaiming's current state.

"The situation is not as bad as imagined. It just so happens that I have some new insights these days, which can make your control more perfect." Wang Xiaoming said to Zhao Kaiming while packing up the experimental tools.

"Professor, don't worry," Zhao Kaiming stood up and said firmly, "I understand the importance of curse control. I will never back down at the critical moment."

"Well, go back and have a good rest today, adjust your state, and come to the laboratory to find me tomorrow. We will conduct the second experiment of curse control."

Wang Xiaoming patted Zhao Kaiming on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Yes!" Zhao Kaiming nodded and turned to leave the laboratory.

After watching Zhao Kaiming leave, Wang Xiaoming began to deduce and test tomorrow's curse control experiment.

And began to redesign the ritual formation to assist in controlling evil spirits, striving to make this experiment more perfect.