Gate of Revelation Chapter 778: [Gattuso]

At the foot of Mt. Fuji, the sea of ​​green trees.

There is an abrupt open space in the dense sea of ​​trees. The towering trees that are hundreds of meters in length are all cut down with roots, leaving only the stump, but the trunk part above is missing and I don't know where to go.

Mene wears a similar set of silver knight armor, looking up at the top of Mount Fuji not far ahead, squeezing his fists tightly, almost spitting fire in his eyes.

"Stop playing ... Stop playing!"

Using to the holy light on the top of the mountain from time to time, Meinet whispered to himself.

Behind him, a unicorn with a pure white fur is standing quietly, making a ringing nose from time to time.

Finally, Mene saw a light shining from the top of the mountain, and quickly landed towards him.

In a blink of an eye, the Holy Light has fallen to the ground in front of him, revealing the bronze knight encased in it, and—a half-sky picture in his right hand.

The sky is covered with blood, his eyes are half-open and half-closed, his arms and legs are chopped off, leaving only his trunk and head. The bronze knight's hands were holding her tangled hair and threw her to the ground.

"You ... how did you make her look like this !!! Are you crazy?"

After seeing the tragic situation of Tian Zhao, Meinet gritted his teeth and stared at the bronze knight in front of him: "This is the last Tianjin god! What if she died! We will be judged directly as negative Yes! "

"The Lord does not want to see her die, then she will not die."

The Bronze Horseman walked towards Mene with a stiff and indifferent tone: "I have already said that I do not need you to worry about these things. The Lord has his own arrangements."

"You ..." Mei Nei desperately suppressed his anger: "Why the **** do you have to kill these Tianjin gods! They are npc of our camp! Killing them does not have any reward, but it weakens us. Fight against the power of the Kunjin God camp! I — "

Oh! !! !!

Mennet's words weren't finished yet, but the Bronze Knight suddenly reached out his hand and pinched his neck.

Menet flushed, grasping the bronze knight's right hand with both hands, pedaling desperately with both feet.

But the hand was locked on his throat like an iron hoop, and he couldn't open it with all his strength.

The Bronze Knight leaned his head close to Mene, and said in his ears word by word through the mask: "Those npcs called themselves gods and desecrated the glory of the Lord, and this is why I must kill them. And you—as a servant of the Lord, I do n’t want to hear from your mouth, once again use the word “God” to describe anything outside of the Lord. Otherwise, I will give you this lost lamb with my own hands Do you understand the altar of the Lord? Mennet? "

Menet struggled desperately, suddenly feeling a loose throat, and once again got air, kneeling on the ground in a fierce cough, panting heavily.

"You ... you are a lunatic! This is just a copy! Only copy! Our purpose here is to complete the mission, get rewards, and leave!" Mine finally managed to breathe and stared at her eyes. Bronze Knight: "The identities of those npcs were designed by the development team! What's your dissatisfaction! Gattuso ... you should at least give me the least respect for this head of delegation!"

"Leader?"

The Bronze Knight burst into a burst of laughter from under his faceplate, squatting down, facing Meinet, and lifted his faceplate.

A beard-covered face is the knight Gattuso, who Chen Xiaolian once played against in Jerusalem.

It's just that although his appearance has not changed, the whole person's aura is already completely different from that day.

If the piety in Gattuso's eyes was two flames, then the piety burning in his eyes is now two suns!

"Where is there any head! Each of us is nothing more than a lamb bathed in the grace of the Lord's God!

All beings are equal before the Lord!

Not to mention ...

If your status as head of delegation really represents something, then why isn't you, but me, the power that the Lord has given you?

Why am I alone in the entire Knights, and get the Lord's revelation from that pair of wings? Just like the sage Saint Mark, the sage Saint Tracy, the sage Saint Canaan?

Because I, like them, have enough devotion to the Lord!

Neither you, Mene, nor all of you! enough! Pious! Sincerely! !! !! !! "

Gattuso suddenly pulled Mene, strode to the side of Tian Zhao, who was dying, and pressed him in front of Tian Zhao: "Look at her! Look at the ugly face of the false god! Look at her. How to blaspheme our Supreme Lord in the name of God!

Tell me, how could a true godly knight who dedicated everything to the Lord tolerate the existence of these false gods! "

Menet was pressed to his head by Gattuso, and his face was almost in the sky, but no matter how he struggled, it would not help.

Umenu can only breathe in a big mouth and squeezed his fists.

"Menet ..."

Gattuso's tone suddenly changed.

His hand is loose.

Unetai slowly stood up, but saw a tearful face.

Gattuso, who was just madly roaring, just now, the expression on his face became a smile.

A smile with tears.

His eyes are filled with sympathy and compassion.

"But I know, it's not your fault, Mene." Gattuso's hand rested on Mene's shoulder, but this time without force, he gently embraced him into his arms, The voice was soft: "The Lord has made the Lamb astray, and he must have his own intentions. You are now ... just bearing his gentle yoke."

Gattuso's voice has started to choke: "And I, your brother. I will accompany you to end the test of the Lord. And that day, you will be like me , Realize that everything is the Lord ’s arrangement, and ... just like me ... get the power the Lord has given you!

So, I hope you do n’t have any more worry, no more fear, and give everything to the Lord. "

Gattuso let go of holding Mene, holding his shoulders firmly, and the expression on his face turned into a bright smile at the moment: "Let ’s go, let ’s clean up these fakes God, okay? "

Crazy! You have become a complete lunatic!

Menet growled frantically inside.

But he could barely squeeze a smile and nodded at Gattuso: "Let's go."

Because it's not just an ordinary lunatic before him.

It's a lunatic with incredible power.

...

After all were summoned, Susano and the other five Kunjin gods immediately started to move.

The man Suzu Nobu was guarded by a few people from the great country. His right hand stretched out into the air, and a black shadow kept emerging from the palm of his hand and landed on the surrounding ground.

Each black shadow will immediately become a solid, full of weird monsters, some of which look similar to humans, some of which are a mix of many animals, and even simply cannot be named.

According to Masahiro Sawakita, this is probably the night walk of a hundred ghosts in Japanese mythology.

These low-level Kunjin gods created by Susano's man immediately rushed out of the room and spread out of Nishi Gyoen.

Chen Xiaolian and his party, under the leadership of Guangbe Ze, didn't make any detours, and entered the Saiyodo Honmaru in the shortest route. At the moment, there are still a lot of guards and self-defense soldiers in the entire imperial palace, but because of the terrorist capabilities shown by Chen Xiaolian and others, they did not try to launch an attack.

After the mass appearance of these low-ranking nation gods, the entire imperial residence suddenly began to sound fierce gunfire and screams again, and even began to spread further.

It didn't take long for the entire Imperial Palace, and a part of the surrounding area of ​​Tokyo, to be occupied by a large number of low-level Kunjin gods.

Chen Xiaolian just sat silently, playing his game intently.

Miao Yan sat behind him and looked at his screen.

The three men in the north of Zebei still stood in front of a window with some vigilance, watching the outside.

Until-

"Come here."

Chen Xiaolian suddenly put away the handheld and stood up.

And at the same moment he got up, the calls of countless monsters came one after another from the window.

That was the scream of the low-level Kunjin **** summoned by Susano.

"Holy light?"

Miao Yan also stood up and looked out the window.

In the distance, two holy white rays flew towards the imperial residence like meteors one after the other.

While the one in front was flying, one after the other was beating continuously, bombarding to the ground.

Each chopped shot fell on the ground, leaving a huge crescent-shaped fissure, and the low-level Guojin gods affected by the power of the chopped shot were all gasified without any residue.

"So much movement."

Chen Xiaolian smiled and took out Shi Zhongjian: "I seem to have probably guessed who our mysterious guest is."

"Oh? Do you know?"

Miao Yan turned to look at Chen Xiaolian.

"I don't necessarily know the two people here, but ... eight or nine are members of them." Chen Xiaolian said leisurely: "In Jerusalem, there are a group of religious lunatics, you should hear Alright? "

"Have heard of it, but have never dealt with it." Miao Yan nodded, but frowned slightly: "But from the news I heard, they are not so strong, right? No ... I should say , There should n’t be such a strong guy among all awakeners and players. "

"This shows ... they are indeed religious enough." Chen Xiaolian shrugged and suddenly waved the sword in the stone.

In a few short conversations between the two, the two holy lights have flew over the West Palace and swooped down.

After getting closer, everyone can see the Holy Light clearly, and there are indeed two figures.

A larger slash than before was slashed out and flew straight to the Honmaru Tenshukaku where they were.

At the same time that Dao Zhan flies to Tian Shou Ge, Chen Xiaolian's Shi Zhongjian also wields the same chop.

The two forces collided with each other not far from the castle tower, bursting open.

The strong gale swept the Imperial Palace, and the entire castle tower shook constantly.

The great nations behind him, a few kingdom gods, have a look of fear on their faces.

Even for them, the perceived power of coming is far beyond unimaginable.

As for the man named Susuke, he made a loud roar, his right hand was raised high, and a ball of black light condensed into the palm of his hand.

Bang!

Su Zuozhi's attack has not yet been launched, but Chen Xiaolian kicked him on the body, kicked him far away, knocked down the walls of the Tianshou Pavilion and fell to the west Among the gardens of the imperial garden.

"Go away, it's your business!"

The Suzu Zhinan was opened, and Chen Xiaolian flew out of the window and met the two groups of light in midair.

At such a short distance, Chen Xiaolian has clearly seen the person coming.

As he expected, the guy in front of him wore a set of bronze knight armor, a cross sword in his right hand, and a trunk in his left hand.

It's just the torso. All the limbs have been cut off by the roots, and the face is covered with blood. His eyes were dug out, his ears and nose were cut off, and even the blood on the corner of his mouth saw that his tongue was cut off evenly.

It's almost personal.

Although it was known that the boss was the Tianshen of Tianjin God Camp, a copy of the npc, Chen Xiaolian still frowned slightly when he saw the misery.

The guy in front of you is too hard to handle.

It's just that the helmet covering the whole face, Chen Xiaolian can't recognize who he is.

"Is it Mene, or Alte?"

Chen Xiaolian crosses in front of the Bronze Knight, and looks at him with a smile: "Lift your hijab, let me see your face ~"

The moment the Chen Xiaolian rushed out of the window, the bronze knight suddenly made a sudden brake, stopped the forward sprint, and stopped steadily in the air opposite to Chen Xiaolian. .

Then slowly lifted the mask.

"Is you?"

Chen Xiaolian looked at the bronze knight who lifted his mask, thinking over his head: "I think, you seem to be ... Gattuso, right?"

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