Chapter 71 You Will Never Find the Saint (Please subscribe and vote) In a corner of the slums, Li Huanhuan and the other two who had been resurrected just happened to see Lear blocking an attack from the Carrion Giant, and then Albert appeared and split the Carrion Giant in half with a sword. [This is the battle scene that a new era virtual online game should have! What did we play before? ] [Criticize those games where the only way to fight in melee combat is to roll and jump! ] [It's a virtual online game, but in some games, only the ranged mage's skills are worth watching, and the melee is a mess! Can you learn this? ] The audience in the live broadcast room were all excited when they saw the battle scenes of the carrion giants. In the past, the virtual online games they played all attracted players with spell effects, and the combat actions were just barely playable. However, judging from the performance of the game "Law" just now, it instantly killed most games on the market. Li Huanhuan and the other two were as excited as the audience in the live broadcast room. Both the Blood Apostle and Lear were connected, as was the big man who split the rotten giant with one sword. From the communication, they also learned that the other party was Lear's father. what is this? A heretical legalist who could save the ghetto. A dual-law professional who knows that the alien has obtained the oracle.
And an awesome father! Isn't this definitely an important character in the game? Maybe even the protagonist! Li Huanhuan and the other two looked at each other and they clung to each other! "Albert! How could you just kill this heretic?" On the other side, Ur looked at Delich who was beaten into a pulp by Albert with an extremely gloomy expression. Albert was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the golden high priest in front of him was so crazy. "You said this is heresy, why can't I kill him?" "Do you know that they kidnapped Her Highness the Saint and the Princess? If you kill him, how can we find out the whereabouts of Her Highness the Saint and the Princess?" Wuer was furious. Albert's appearance just now reminded him of some bad memories, and he completely forgot that he purified the slums in order to lure out corrupt believers and then find out the whereabouts of the saint. By the time he realized what was happening, the corrupt believer was already dead. How could he find out the whereabouts of the saint? The professionals looked at Ur with different expressions. They didn't have any idea about the whereabouts of the saint. Anyway, they were not believers of the Golden Church. As long as the problems in the slums were resolved, it would be fine. "So the reason you made such a big fuss in the slums is mainly to find out the whereabouts of the saint?" Albert understood what Ur meant, and he glanced at the poor people around him. The poor people around also reacted. Judging from Ur's attitude, purifying the slums seems to be just a side job, while luring out corrupt believers and finding out the whereabouts of the saint are the main reasons. If the Golden Church purified them for the safety of the entire royal city, they could understand it, but if it was just for the Saint... Were they purified just to lure out the pagans and then search for the whereabouts of the saint? The poor were angry. Who were they? Their fate could be decided at will. Were they just tools in the eyes of the Golden Church? Sensing the change in the atmosphere around him, Wuer's face changed. He was indeed concerned about the whereabouts of the saint, but making this known would cause public outrage! He doesn't care about these poor people, but if it affects the reputation of the Golden Church, it will be a big deal. "Haha, so the Golden Church wants to know the whereabouts of the Saint?" A crazy voice suddenly sounded. Derrick, who had been smashed into a pulp, slowly recovered his face. He looked at the people in front of him and found them a little ridiculous.
He had no idea what saint or princess was. He had only kidnapped the daughter of the dean of the Arcane Academy, and she was rescued. Who on earth has been making them bear the blame? "You are not dead yet?" Ur was delighted to see Derich come back to life. "Do you want to know the whereabouts of the saint?" Deliqi said grimly. "You dirty heretic! Where on earth did you hide the Saint?" Wu Er shouted. "You don't know." Deliqi spat at Wu Er. The people of the Golden Church were disgusting. He planned to take the blame for kidnapping the saint just to disgust the royal guard in front of him! "You will never find the Saint, ever!" After saying the last sentence, Derrick's body swelled up rapidly, and then exploded with a loud bang, completely "dying". The dirty rotten flesh splattered on Ur's face, and the stench made the anger in his heart reach its peak. "Heretic!" he let out a deafening roar. Li'er looked at the scene of Deliqi exploding with a thoughtful expression, which was exactly the same scene as when Eric died before. Could it be that the corrupt believer in front of me is also a rotten flesh puppet? He suddenly remembered the introduction of the previous corruption mission. [Mission Option 2: Stop the Golden Church from purifying the slums and assist the corrupt sect in awakening the corrupt true spirit] What the corrupt sect wants to do is to awaken the corrupt spirit, that is their real purpose. The rotten giant in the slums is just an extraordinary skill of a corrupt believer. It's not over yet. Even though Ur was furious at being fooled by the corrupt believers, he could not show it in front of everyone. With a gloomy face, he left with everyone from the Golden Church. "Albert, I'm sorry I can't host a banquet for you. Things in the slums still need to be dealt with..." King Rosser looked at Albert. "It's okay, Rosser, let's have a drink after you finish dealing with the things in the slums." Albert laughed. Rosser nodded and told the royal professionals to leave. What happened next made him feel distressed. The Blood Apostle cured the corruption in the ghetto, but no one knows whether the cure is permanent or will recur. It is also necessary to appease the emotions of the poor and restore order in the slums. These are all problems. Watching Rosser leave, Albert set his eyes on his son and daughter. "My dear son and daughter, it's time for us to go home. We haven't seen each other for such a long time. It's time for us to have a good chat." Avian nodded happily. She always admired her powerful father. Lear was sweating profusely. Millia lived in the mansion and the saint was imprisoned in the basement. What was going on? "By the way, there's Greta. You probably haven't met her yet. I'll introduce her to you."
Albert looked at the girl with animal ears standing beside him. Avian walked up to Greta curiously, looked at her animal ears, and couldn't help but reach out and touch them. "Ah!" Greta was startled, her cheeks turned red instantly, and she dodged immediately. Ivian stopped stroking and looked at the frightened Greta, feeling a little embarrassed. "Avian, don't touch Greta's ears casually. Their customs are different from ours." Albert shook his head helplessly and took Lear and the other two out of the slums. (End of this chapter)