I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 444 Re-burning
The red-hot projectile streaked across the night sky.

The heat contained within the cone of metal was so intense that it seemed to melt in mid-air.

Under the blackened red-gold metal, boiling and scorching heat flowed like magma, and the conical projectile gradually deformed, extending straight wings like wings on both sides.

The oldest giant snake was still immersed in the grief of his sister being beheaded, and its roars were mixed with a hint of deep sorrow.

The sacrifice of its young sister opened a wound in its heart that is difficult to heal.

Pain gushed out from the wound of grief, and the power from the blood of the Queen of the Hole also gushed out!

The giant snake let out heart-wrenching howls in every sense of the word, and the air along the way seemed to be rippling with cracks, and the affected ground was covered with deep gullies, like a crack in the ground.

The skinny rat that escaped from the collapsed house was covered in blood after only taking two steps, and fell to the ground and didn't move.

Only a few ants hidden deep in the wooden beams of the house were still active. They seemed to completely ignore the power of opening and dismantling the hole, or rather, they were enjoying bathing in the power of opening and dismantling.

Even the protective glow of the seven lamps began to flicker, and the light curtains of the seven knights' swords vibrated and distorted under the influence of the aftermath.

Such terrifying power... The flesh and blood of this oldest giant snake contains the ancient and pure power of enlightenment.

It is very likely that it is the first generation of bloodline born from the mother's womb before the Queen of the Opening passed away, or at least the second generation of bloodline.

The howling of pain from the oldest giant snake was so miserable, its pupils, which were almost as big as a human head, were filled with deep moisture.

The snake's tears swirled as if they were about to fall.

However, at this moment, the wall of glow facing northeast suddenly trembled violently, and huge ripples appeared in the middle of the glow curtain that reached the sky and the earth.

In the very center of the glowing ripples, a red bullet filled with scorching heat broke through the wall!

Its speed is faster than lightning; its momentum is louder than thunder; its terrifying heat is unmatched even by magma!
Even if the queen's direct bloodline was exposed, there would be no time to react.

The moment the oldest giant snake caught a glimpse of the blazing flame out of the corner of its eye, the head as big as a carriage exploded!
The blazing metal cone still refused to stop, the newly formed straight wings vibrated wildly, and the direction of the trajectory changed incredibly!
After shattering the snake's head, the red bullet continued to change direction and attacked the giant snake body that was long enough to wrap around a house.

The bright red color meanders through the snake's body covered with black scales.

In just a blink of an eye, the headless body of the oldest giant snake was burned and cracked.

The horrific high temperature that passed through the spine baked all the snake bones into charred bone charcoal, and even the flesh and blood evaporated all the moisture due to the heat.

A foul-smelling steam spread out, and in the smoke that smelled of flesh and blood was a dry, cracked, headless snake body.

Even the direct bloodline of the Queen of the Opening could not reach the heat of the Queen of the Unburning.

The giant snake was born with the power to tear open and dismantle, and even when it died, it maintained a disintegrated appearance.

Seeing the giant snake's head explode in the distance, and its twisted body becoming cooked, burnt, and dry as if it had been roasted in a raging fire, Leonardo Lott finally let go of his anxious heart.

The heavy equipment on his shoulder that seemed to have swallowed up his entire right arm gradually cooled down as he relaxed.

The machine was a black rectangle that was five feet long, one foot wide and one foot high. If placed upright on the ground, it would be nearly as tall as a person.

The surface has a metallic, iron-black luster, but inside the intricate lines carved on it is flowing hot molten magma that is as red as blood.

There is a small opening on the side of the tail end of the rectangle for the operator to put his arm in, and a hole as thick as a wrist is exposed at the front end. At this moment, some extremely hot power still remains inside the hole.

This extremely strange-looking heavy machine, which was clearly not at the level of the current industrial era, was connected to Leonardo's right arm and extended forward in parallel, pointing directly to the seven walls of glory that were invisible to the naked eye of mortals.

When Leonardo relaxed, the molten-like luster flowing inside the dark rectangle immediately dimmed.

The restored iron-black concave lines spewed out boiling steam, and then slowly came together to become a smooth and seamless iron-black metal rectangle.

"This damn Jack the Ripper was actually able to summon a younger sister who is at least the direct descendant of the Ant Mother..."

"Fortunately, they are not those first-generation antiques, otherwise I'm afraid this extinction cannon would hardly be effective."

Leonardo let out a long breath, raised his sore arms and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Although the sweat was due to extreme fatigue, the temperature felt extremely cold, like ice dew that had just melted. Just activating the extinction arm cannon once almost exhausted all the heat in Leonardo's body, leaving only a tiny amount of heat to maintain life.

Now my body is as cold as if I had just come out of an ice cellar. Even the cool breeze blowing on my face is no longer cold, but slightly cool.

His body temperature had dropped below 90 degrees Fahrenheit (32 degrees Celsius), and Leonardo began to lose muscle coordination due to excessive hypothermia.

The heavy burden of his right arm almost dragged him down, and the exposed skin appeared a strange light blue color.

The vocal cord muscles also began to become uncontrollable. "Quick, give it to me, I'm hot..."

Leonardo hurriedly ordered the servant to bring over the stove that had been prepared in advance.

As soon as he finished speaking, a scorching heat spread across his skin, and his cells greedily absorbed this delicious heat.

The body began to tremble slightly, the superficial blood vessels dilated, and the light blue color symbolizing hypothermia was gradually fading.

Leonardo shook himself violently, his muscles regained strength, his heart beat vigorously, and the blood circulated faster, allowing all his organs to function normally again.

"Huh - it feels good."

"Rick, what new fuel are you using this time? Why does it feel like the heat this time is both intense and stable, yet just the right amount of warmth? It's much better than the charcoal stove we used before..."

Leonardo, who had regained consciousness, instinctively twitched his nostrils to breathe.

But this time, the air rushing into the nostrils was not just cold, it was also mixed with a salty, sweet and fishy taste - the smell of blood!
He turned his head suddenly, and immediately raised the Extinction Arm Cannon that had just been lowered diagonally, and the closed lines flashed with fiery red light again - even though there were no shells in the barrel at this time, as long as enough heat was input, the Extinction Arm Cannon could also spray out more condensed flames!

Meow~~~
A golden short-haired cat stretched out its plump paw and gently placed it on the muzzle of the Extinction Arm Cannon.

The boiling heat in the barrel was like meeting the lover of his dreams. He suddenly broke free from Leonardo's control and threw himself into the arms of that fat fleshy palm without hesitation!

The young man holding the golden cat smiled and said:

"Leonardo...it's you."

The young man's fingertips slowly stroked the iron-black Extinction Arm Cannon. Wherever his fingertips passed, sparks of lightning were produced and countless tiny iron filings fell.

"If you want to bring about great changes, destruction and damage are indispensable... This is the power you relied on to conquer the world."

"Nice stuff. I almost thought it was my weapon."

"Don't be afraid, and don't think about destroying yourself and yourself as soon as you meet." The young man snapped his fingers lightly.

The heat in Leonardo's body became uncontrollable, his muscles trembled uncontrollably, a buzzing sound echoed in his head, and his colorful memories seemed to be clamoring for independence, trying to escape from this boring place.

He had forgotten the prayer that required him to burn himself to summon the Crucible Lord and have him avenge him.

Leonardo finally came to his senses, and he uttered the name tremblingly.

"Y-You're the professor!"

The young man just nodded and smiled, "Don't be nervous, I'm here to discuss business with you."

“It’s been almost two hundred years since the Glorious Revolution.”

“I wonder if the current queen still remembers the glory of the Red Rose Family?
"Do you still remember the forbidden evil power hidden deep in the royal bloodline?"

“They were supposed to be immortal gods walking the earth!

"But now I am just like an ordinary person."

"I have a bold idea. Why not..."

"Let the uncontrollable fire burn again!"

(End of this chapter)