Chapter 2093 Shrinking Giants
"It's considered to have found the source. When the power of faith from the entire Crete Ukrainian Church is blocked, Mo Fan's side should end the battle soon." Mu Bai walked towards the mountain full of torches. go.
Although the power of faith can come from all over the world, it is possible to get a bath of evil power just one Pacific Ocean away, but if there is a large-scale transfer ceremony, the power of faith that has been lost due to long journeys can be refined.
Therefore, those Ukrainian church members gathered on the other side of the mountain, not only to hide people's eyes and eyes, to block the government, the military, and the Parthenon, but also to provide the Ukrainian church godfather with a long-distance package, so that the Ukrainian church godfather's The Trident Sword Demon Tan can ensure a purer and more lossless instillation of the power of faith.
A branch president of the Gangster Guild, who controls such a powerful force, how can there be no strangeness?
Mu Bai has been thinking about this issue from the very beginning.
Fortunately, Gui Ji was eager to kill himself and helped him find such an important clue, otherwise it would be really difficult to link the powerful power of the three-pronged sword Motan with Leng Jue, who was blood-stained in the Mediterranean at that time.
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When he reached the top of the mountain, Mu Bai saw the torches on it, and each torch represented a Ukrainian believer.
Most of them are wearing very ordinary urban clothes, and some of them are even girls in Mediterranean-style skirts. Because their relatives are trapped in this so-called belief, they are also immersed in it, and they do not need to study or work. It doesn't take much effort to get supplies that other girls don't.
But they didn't make it clear that they were the accomplices in the entire Luyacheng Island massacre. They didn't kill a single life, but they handed sharp knives to the real murderers!
Sometimes people really can't be so ignorant, giving up thinking and obeying everything is helping the tyrants.
Mu Bai stared at the crowded group of people, the temple fair was so lively, the festival was so excited and joyful, watching them still put on a pious and serious look, and then recalled the rotten pieces that were picked up from the sea by Zhao Manyan. corpse...
When the anger surged into his heart, Mu Bai wanted to use an ice-type super-level magic to kill all these people. They would soon understand whether they went to hell or heaven.
But after sinking his heart, Mu Bai couldn't do this.
They are just being used.
Even if they really think that believing in the Ukrainian Church can bring them all the dignity and respect they lack in life, it is their own choice. Their souls are handed over to the upper classes of faith, and their fate will be firmly in the hands of the upper classes of faith, not themselves.
To persuade, Mu Bai could not go down to persuade.
Telling them the truth doesn't make any sense.
In front of a group of such steadfast people, the truth is nothing more than a lie.
"It turns out that guy is the leader of the organization." Mu Bai saw a person in the crowd, and that guy was the guy who spit into their food in the restaurant.
It's really a cycle of heaven.
Not picking him up that time, this time he hit the muzzle.
It would be ridiculous if the leader of the organization of the ceremony did not know the truth.
After dealing with him, this ceremony, which did not understand magic and did not understand the principles of true belief, became a bonfire party.
"Go, dig into his chest and see if its heart is the rotten color of your appetite." Mu Bai stretched out his arm, and a tiny silkworm crawled out of his sleeve.
The silkworm fly is actually very delicate, like a tiny golden figure with a somewhat cartoonish appearance. It swings its body, throws out a pair of transparent wings, and flies towards the leader of the ritual organization.
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The evil moon that was inexplicably swallowed began to shine again. At this time, the moon was no longer hanging in the sky, but seemed to sink into the ocean.
The radiance that spills out is also very close to the sea level.
Mo Fan's Burning Skyfire was initially swallowed up by the dark and turbid moonlight. This turbulent sea has turned all the dense dark clouds in the sky into red.
The fire is divided into three layers. The first layer is rendered like a haze in the sky. There are countless flames like cloud lotuses in the middle, covering a height difference of thousands of meters.
The King of Flame, Mo Fan, was standing on the flame forest of the sea, and the huge body of the three-pronged sword demon jumped to a higher place, looking like he wanted to borrow the power of the dark moon from the moonlight, but the entire space was blocked by Mo Fan's skyfire. Ruled over, the layered sky-fire domains of Huoqiong, Huoyun, Huolin make the three-pronged sword magictan be in a furnace of heaven and earth no matter where they are, accepting the burning of different effects!
"Why did this guy suddenly leak?" Mo Fan said inexplicably.
A minute ago, the three-pronged sword demon was still imposing like a rainbow, and he would not feel tired even after fighting for another 300 rounds. However, his dark moon magic light suddenly disappeared. He has to change to a more domineering power to compete with himself. Who knows that it has returned to the previous silver moon magic light. Not to mention the combat effectiveness is greatly reduced, even the skin and muscles of the body can't withstand the burning of the sky!
"Honey, why is your size shrinking?" Mo Fan said with a surprised look on his face.
A two-hundred-meter-level titan, with just such a physique, it is unlikely that he will die if the fire burns him all day and night. Although the size is not necessarily strong, the vitality points must be full. Mo Fan is delighted that his opponent is black. The ability of the cloudy moon has disappeared, who knows that there is still a gift, and the body of the three-pronged sword Motan is shrinking! !
Mo Fan has checked the information. The Titan giant basically has no body shrinking method. Even if it is dead, it should be how many meters or how many meters. Filled with water!
"It turned out to be a swollen face and a fat man. I thought it was a real two-hundred-meter-level Silver Moon Titan..." Mo Fan laughed.
A two-hundred-meter-level Silver Moon Titan is estimated to be able to compete with some Jin Yao Titan giants. The behavior is really not worthy of such a Titan powerhouse.
"It's already 100 meters... If it is 100 meters, in the eyes of my Great Flame King, Mo Fan, you are a child!" Mo Fan narrowed his eyes and began to look at the Wu who had been standing on the shoulders of the three-pronged sword Motan. Church Fathers.
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(This is a two-chapter update on the 22nd. There should be two more chapters today, to make up for the 23rd...)
(I froze yesterday and had a headache, so I didn't write.)
(How do you feel like you will owe more and more.) 8)