Chapter 1125 Fusion Demon Sword

In the church under the base of the Holy Lord statue.

Several priests were praying with more than 30 lonely elderly people.

Until the communication was restored, the mobile phones of several priests rang almost at the same time, and the official text messages to comfort people came.

The priests who presided over the prayer ceremony and the elderly believers smiled and thanked the Holy Lord, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

When the thunder and lightning giant appeared, the tourists around the Holy Lord statue dispersed.

The priests also planned to leave at first.

But after seeing that the road down the mountain was blocked, the priests gave up the idea of ​​leaving and hid back in the church, praying that the Holy Lord would help them get through the difficulties.

As a result, the church soon welcomed those equally helpless elderly believers.

The priests simply held a prayer meeting with the elderly believers to suppress the fear that kept surging in their hearts.

"Great, thank you, Holy Lord."

"Today we are all safe, all thanks to the great Holy Lord."

"You should remember this grace and never forget it."

The host stood on the podium, looked around at the elderly people who echoed him, and listened to their praises to the Holy Lord. He felt a sense of vanity filling his body.

He felt that his soul seemed to be getting closer and closer to the heaven of the Holy Bishop.

"Holy Lord, I am so pious, why don't you let me see angels?"

"I am willing to give everything I have!"

The priest muttered a few words in his heart and was about to announce that everyone should leave.

Suddenly, the door that should have been locked suddenly opened.

Along with it came a word with a chill:

"It is not the Holy Lord who keeps you safe."

"Unbelievers, or heretics?"

The priest and the crowd whose faith was questioned did not realize that they did not understand the sentence just now, but they all understood the meaning. They stared at the door angrily.

"Child, the Holy Lord is not someone you can blaspheme!"

"Evil guy, have you been seduced by the devil? You actually doubted the great Holy Lord!"

As the priest began to question, the old man and the believers all agreed.

"That's right, it was the Holy Lord who sent down the grace, which resolved the crisis!"

"Yes, although it was the extraordinary who destroyed the monster, it must be the grace of the Holy Lord that allowed the extraordinary to come here."

The believers' words were very consistent with their own logic.

The cause of all good things is attributed to the Holy Lord, and the result of all bad things is due to their own impiety or the test of the Holy Lord.

It's a pity that they met Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu rarely debated with them. He walked in with the magic knife Bingxin Enci and sneered: "I am very sure of my belief."

"Because I killed that monster."

"Wait, what did this guy say just now?"

The priest looked at the masked man who walked in, and was about to use the crowd to talk back to him.

He suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and then he thought carefully about the words he had just heard.

"..."

"This guy, it seems that he just said that he killed the monster?"

"Holy Lord, how is this possible!"

The priest widened his eyes and stepped aside to avoid the masked swordsman transformed by Xiao Yu who walked into the church.

He pointed his right index finger at the priest, and said with a touch of fear: "You, what you said is true?"

"Are you the extraordinary person?"

Xiao Yu nodded slightly, then walked up to the podium, raised the magic knife Bingxin Enci and stuck it into the ground.

Then he said calmly:

"So, I am sure that what I came here to do has nothing to do with the Holy Lord of your sect!"

Father, the believers' hearts: (╯>д<)╯

If he met an ordinary person, the priest would definitely quote scriptures and force Xiao Yu's actions into the theological framework for explanation, and said that Xiao Yu's behavior and thoughts were also tests given to them by the Holy Lord.

But now, the priest, who was a little worried that he would be cut in half by the other party, forced himself to show an ugly smile on his face and asked in a low voice:

"Super...Superhuman, I wonder why you are here again?"

"This is the church of the Holy Bishop!"

"We are a formal sect with official certificates."

"I need to borrow this place for something."

Xiao Yu said:

"You can leave. If you are dissatisfied, you can write to your cardinals."

"I...we..."

The priest's face changed several times, and he looked carefully at the masked swordsman's dress, recalling the incredible things in the conversation just now.

He lowered his head and said obediently: "I will leave now."

Then, everyone in the church of the Holy Lord Statue filed out, and just after leaving, they saw the door was closed with a bang.

Then, they stared with wide eyes and saw that the entire Holy Lord statue was suddenly shrouded by a blue light, and the blue light became brighter and brighter.

From a distance, it looked like the 38-meter-high Holy Lord statue had turned into a large candle!

"Father, can our church still be intact?"

A monk beside the priest asked cautiously, looking at the statue of the Holy Lord with a worried look.

"It should be...it should be fine."

"Our Holy Bishop also has an extraordinary inheritance, that sir, should be a little more cautious, right?"

The priest had a bitter face and could only comfort others in this way.

Then, just as he was thinking whether he should call the authorities first or report to the Archbishop of the Batello area in San Pablo.

Suddenly, there was a noise of propellers all around.

It was the official helicopter that arrived first.

In fact, the moment when the masked swordsman transformed by Xiao Yu appeared outside the Holy Lord Statue, he was discovered by some tourists who had fled back to the top of the mountain and called the police.

And it was discovered that the masked swordsman who had destroyed the lightning giant appeared again, and appeared in the landmark building in Rio de Janeiro.

The Battersea officials were surprised and happy and took action immediately.

In addition to elite officers and soldiers, there were also Battersea's envoys and the mayor of Rio de Janeiro who came down from these helicopters.

They came to the Holy Lord Statue, looking at the Holy Lord Statue shrouded in blue flames, but no one dared to approach.

Finally, an expert stepped forward and shouted inside in the language of the ancient oriental country.

At this time, Xiao Yu was holding the magic knife Bingxin Enbun tightly and trying to completely integrate this world's wonders.

Hearing the voice outside, he was not surprised.

He showed up to alert the local officials.

Xiao Yu smiled calmly, and his mind moved. He had seen the outside world through the surveillance eye.

The blue light suddenly flashed a few times.

A voice was transmitted to the ears of the people waiting outside.

It was Xiao Yu who put forward his own request.

"No problem, we will deal with it immediately!"

Hearing Xiao Yu's request, the mayor of Rio de Janeiro nodded hurriedly. He was worried about how to please the extraordinary, but he didn't expect to encounter an opportunity.

With the order of the mayor.

In the name of special handling of special matters, the vaults of major banks in Rio de Janeiro were opened.

A large amount of gold and various gems were transported to the vicinity of the Holy Lord by helicopter.

In addition to the large amount of corals that were forcibly transported from the port area.

The last gap that Xiao Yu needed to fuse the magic knife Bingxin's gift was also met.