Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1022 Have you paid the electricity bill?

"The great savior!"

"Creator of the New Order!"

"Lord God..."

From the moment Sirok was resurrected, the believers fell into a crying state, singing loudly her praises, the supreme, all-knowing and all-powerful apostle.

Now that you have been born from chaos and nothingness, please grant us justice, peace, and a new order in this world, and everything will work according to your will.

"Noisy! You dare to intervene!"

The just-resurrected Lord Apostle was obviously in a bad mood, and a single word carried a murderous air, blasting dozens of believers to pieces, all of them were pretenders without exception.

From those people, she sensed a faint aura of other apostles.

The proud queen Zhuya Luopa, how could she tolerate other apostles approaching.

"And you, get out!"

A flash of lightning at her fingertips pierced to a corner of the underground space. Under Ye Lin's somewhat bewildered eyes, Naiyali's small hands propped up a protective shell that looked like a mind shield.

It's fine that Naiyali is here, but why are Seaman, Bibi, and Becky also in there?

At the same time, there was a petite girl with her feet off the ground, half suspended in the air, with two octopus-like tentacles on both sides of her head, helping to tear open a bag of potato chips and stuffing them into her mouth.

It seems to be the friend Niari mentioned, Nerorot.

"How many of you..."

Ye Lin slapped his forehead, a bit at a loss for what to say, full of helplessness.

However, a certain apostle obviously didn't have such patience. She raised her arms and surrounded the purple-black energy, bursting in a spiral shape, and bombarded Niyali's energy shield, causing ripples.

"Wait, Your Majesty, you may not be able to provoke the people there..."

Yelin hurriedly wanted to be a peacemaker, and Sherlock seemed to want to clear the scene and settle accounts one by one, but she was really not easy to mess with that guy there.

He didn't care whether Xilock listened or not, pointed to Naiyali, and said, "The great evil god of another dimension has recovered about [-]% of her strength. Although she is not an apostle, she is not inferior to you at the peak."

The implication is that she does not apply to the law of "Apostles cannot harm each other".

"That, flaxen hair is very long, slightly curly hair, black leather skirt, underwear is a holy white girl, she has the summoning method of Casillas the Conqueror."

Sitting cross-legged, Bibi blushed and hurriedly covered her little leather skirt. This kind of tight skirt barely reaching her thighs is not suitable for wearing safety pants.

Although Sherlock was very upset with Yelin, her face changed when she mentioned the conqueror. That lunatic once beat her by a trick.

"Also, that girl with the big slingshot on her back and the big glasses on her head, do you know who her grandfather is?"

Yelin looked mysteriously, leaned closer, covered his mouth with his palms tilted, and whispered: "Her grandfather is the king of Hyperion, that is, Luke the maker. By the way, you have been in the center of the orbit for more than 1000 years and ate Luke. Don’t you know how many grams of electricity you have? You still owe someone’s electricity bill, don’t you?”

If Sherlock wanted to hurt Becky, it would be unreasonable in any aspect.

"That old man, huh..." Sherlock seemed disdainful, and she obviously didn't know about the King of Heberon in his heyday.

"Tsk tsk, queen, let me tell you that the old man almost knocked the center of the earth's orbit off with one shot. He is the king of a planet just like you! But he needs light just like you..."

Suddenly being mentioned to the pain point, Sherlock managed to stabilize his long hair, and danced like a demon again, unable to hide his anger.

"Also, that little girl with twin ponytails and a different-colored bowknot is even more powerful. Behind her is one of the most powerful, handsome, and elegant gentlemen on this continent, that is... ahem, next."

Seaman's teacher is Alice, who is well-known in the devil world, but it can't be said now, because Sherlock probably knows that Alice is Herder's puppet.

boom!
An energy ball with lightning flashing on its surface smashed directly at Ye Lin's position, Mo Mei's mind hood trembled a few times, and a trace of undetectable cracks appeared on the surface.

"So strong~" Mo Mei muttered.

"Siroc..." Azera sighed softly, taking the initiative to take a step forward.

"It's you~"

Sherlock, who has always been emotionally unstable, unexpectedly showed a smile. She had communicated with Azeroth in her residual consciousness a long time ago.

And what is certain is that Azeroth is in her own group and knows Herder's plan. She likes Azeroth's breath very much.

"Lord Sirocco, what are your future plans?" Azeroth still had a little expectation at this time.

"I need more energy! The energy is hidden under the earth, in the Eaton industrial area in the heaven..."

Sherlock has devoured many magic gunmen and the materials and memories brought to her by the prophets, so her understanding of the continent of Arad is more professional than ordinary residents.

Ye Lin resolutely shook his head and refused: "No! If you want to go back to the Demon Realm, I can send you away now, and we will settle everything in the future."

"What qualifications do you have to command me! It's ridiculous!" Sherlock was angry again. If she returned in this posture, she would never be the opponent of that woman.

The end must be to be exiled to the world of endless darkness again, and she will only be accompanied by eternal loneliness.

Energy, she needs to obtain a kind of energy that is warm enough to fill her body and return to her full state.

Just like being rooted in Juya Ropa, greedily absorbing every ounce of resources.

"Then... let's fight?"

Pulling the leader behind him, pointing the long sword obliquely, the overwhelming cold sword intent, like a hoe digging the roots of weeds, threatened Xilock from every corner in all directions.

An apostle who is not beaten will not be obedient and have a long memory.

"You dare to snatch my lonely funeral object, damn it!"

Hit and hit, as an apostle, one of the ultimate life forms in the universe, how can he retreat with just a few words, he is afraid.

"Blade of Trials? Oh, it's just because of us that you were enshrined in the altar. You, who are complacent, are just a knife being used. You, like us, are invaders and monsters. "

Sherlock sneered at the words, but secretly she has been trying to take root in Arad, but the situation is still the same as before, with strong strength and will hindering.

"And..." She turned her eyes and stared at the quiet, delicate and dignified Celia, and couldn't help laughing:

"Do you know how hard it was for Herder to find you? She is a pretender, and she can't wait to destroy the real tears. In this way, the fake will become real, and you will become fake Already!"

"It won't do what she wants." Celia shook her head. Although her strength had not yet recovered, her delicate face was full of confidence.

She originally thought that meeting Sherlock would awaken something, but it didn't seem to be the case. She just felt an inexplicable sense of connection with Sherlock.

How should I awaken the power of the apostle?
"Let's fight, if you don't vent your grievances over the years, we won't be able to calm down and talk." Ye Lin shrugged and signaled to the team behind him, ready to start a war.

Now Sherlock is half-crazed and half-quiet, and desperately eager to gain energy. The danger has reached its peak, and she is about to explode. If she doesn't give her a welcome ceremony from Allard, the danger will always exist.

"Resentment~"

Sherlock chanted this word, the tone of his mouth was almost distorted, yes, resentment!

Transferred to the mourning cave, the darkness and coldness froze every inch of formless, and her soul seemed to be pricked by needles. How could she not be resentful.

The pride of the ultimate life form made her underestimate the aborigines of this world. The bright red arm seemed to be strangled by her throat and cut off her invisible body. How could she not be resentful.

After a long wait and recovery, he parasitized seven souls and spread a large number of seeds, finally gaining the ability to re-condense his body.

This great process is constantly being interfered by outsiders, and there is also the shadow of that woman, how can she not be full of resentment.

(End of this chapter)