After going into the sea, I met the witch lady

Chapter 244 New weapon, [Ember-Severing Great Sword·God-Eating]!
The dim sunset, covered by the gray sky, barely penetrated a few rays of dim light, casting a lonely evening veil over the central church of the Brass Church.

Ryan walked towards the central church and said without looking back: "Quinn, find a safe place to wait for me."

"Yes!"

Quinn, who was standing with his hands hanging on the carriage, saluted respectfully.

He silently watched Master Zifeng's back gradually blending with the light of dusk, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

The evening breeze blew, and it was obviously the depth of winter, but it made him feel refreshed.

Even in the dead of winter, as long as spring finally arrives, all the sufferings are just the trials before the new life comes.

Lord Zifeng is the first wind that drives away the harsh winter and brings the breath of spring.

"Master Fengshen..."

"Your followers sing your praises..."

Ryan sighed.

After experiencing so many powerful enemies, Saint Iocillis was nothing more than a clown in his eyes.

These brass knights who can stay in the central church are much stronger than the brass knights in the branch. There are even "paladin" level existences among them, which can be said to be elite brass knights.

Such a horrifying scene scared the elite Brass Knights who came one step behind and froze in place. Fear made their feet seem to sink into the earth, and every muscle in their bodies was as heavy as a mountain, making it difficult to move at all.

However, these soldiers who are nothing more than "knights" naturally cannot detect Ryan's existence.

Walking on the path between the mountains, Ryan took a leisurely stroll.

There are those with two-meter-high sledgehammers, those with human-high giant shields, those with crossbows, those with swords, etc., and their strength has been further improved, but for Ryan, it doesn't make much sense.

At that time, in his heart, the power of Saint Iochilis was simply indescribable.

Saint Iochilis was the first demigod-level existence he had ever seen. The scene when he was shot and exploded by an arrow from the air when he first met him was still vivid in his mind.

He broke in like this without fear of Saint Iocillis knowing about it.

But the ending...

Ryan didn't care much about this either.

……

As Ryan went deeper, the types of elite brass knights that appeared in front of him also became richer.

Such violent movement immediately attracted the attention of many Brass Knights.

Such a strong man, such a strong man...

Even now, they didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of extraordinary power in Ryan.

A huge hole appeared on the front of the central church, and horrifying cracks tens of meters long spread around the edge of the hole.

There was a low roar, accompanied by the spread of dust, and the huge metal door made a sour tearing sound, then sunk inward and flew sideways, bringing up billowing rubble and smoke.

They looked at the figure standing in front of the disappearing metal gate in horror, their faces distorted in shock.

They either drove brass carriages or walked, and the division of labor was clear.

He just walked calmly through the "open" door and strolled towards the depths of the central church.

"boom!"

Quinn half-knelt on the ground devoutly.

He just walked leisurely to the door of the Central Church, raised his head, and looked at this building that was magnificent on the surface, but actually extremely decayed and dirty inside.

Those on foot are the patrolling knights here, while those driving carriages come from distant branches to transport ownerless souls on a regular basis.

And now...

The huge shock wave made the knights guarding both sides of the brass gate roll like boats caught in huge waves, making it difficult to move.

Ryan raised his feet, pressed one hand on the brass door made of metal, and pressed it slightly.

Ryan didn't pay much attention to the two little shrimps who were affected.

Everything that blocks his progress is like the weeds that can be seen everywhere on the roadside, being ruthlessly crushed.

They found Ryan who was in a deserted place, with anger surging in his eyes, and they rushed down without hesitation.

In front of the demigods, the number of people has completely lost its meaning.

"Boom-"

"The so-called saint is just a clown who steals the gods."

As the headquarters of the Brass Church, the level of vigilance here is far higher than that of other branches, and Brass Knights can often be seen traveling back and forth on the road.

The bodies of the two brass knights were buried in layers of rubble, and their eyes fell into darkness.

Several meters apart, but before Ryan took action, the two brass knights did not feel Ryan's presence at all.

Therefore, the next second the explosion sounded, countless figures rushed towards this place.

Before Ryan could make a move, all the elite brass knights within a ten-meter radius of him fell to their knees, and the fire of life in their eyes suddenly stopped.

In the end, no "little soldiers" appeared in front of him. It seemed that he had received some kind of instruction.

On the wide brass-framed passage, fragmented light pours in from the gaps in the colored windows, creating a few mottled shadows.

The slope of the passage decreases as it goes deeper, and it seems to lead to the depths of the mountain.

Finally, when Ryan stopped, what appeared in front of him was a giant brass door hundreds of meters high.

The exquisite reliefs are lifelike, engraved with images of thousands of mortals kneeling on the ground, worshiping the "god" in the center.

Before Ryan could take action, the giant brass door buzzed and opened toward the inside.

Ryan stepped into it without any surprise.

Soon, the scene reflected in his eyes caused a little shock to appear in his eyes.

Who would have thought that there would be such a "filthy place" deep in the magnificent church?

What appeared in Ryan's eyes was a spacious palace covered in black mud.

The dome, which is hundreds of meters high, is supported by four extremely thick brass metal columns.

What should have been a majestic place was tainted by dried black mud that spread across the domes, floors, and surrounding walls.

Ryan stepped into it and felt the soft feeling from the soles, and frowned slightly.

The strong fishy smell was trying to squeeze into his nostrils.

Ryan opened the blood barrier and excluded it.

He tilted his head and cast his gaze on a figure with its back to him in the deepest part of the filthy church.

It has the upper body of a human, with more feminine body features, while the lower body is made of squirming black mud.

Saint Iocillis slowly turned around and put down his slender hands from his mouth.

Black mud flowed from between the fingers, and black mud marks remained at the corners of its mouth.

The lips and teeth were open and closed, as if chewing, and the face that should have been beautiful became ugly because of the large scars.

The cloudy eyes fell on Ryan, and in the silent gaze, a trace of clarity flashed in the eyes of Saint Aeochilis.

It remembers this breath. It's just that it's much more powerful than in memory.

Just when Saint Iocillis was still thinking, the clear color in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a violent and bloodthirsty look.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Amidst the crazy and painful shouts, a somewhat worn female helmet and soft armor appeared on its body. Then, she raised her hands and made a bow and arrow shooting motion.

Dark purple light emerged, forming a gorgeous physical energy long bow and arrows. The arrows reached the dome, and then the strings trembled and the arrows were fired.

Ryan's eyes moved slightly and he swept ten meters to the side.

The moment he left, densely packed small energy arrows landed where he was standing, covering all areas within a three-meter radius.

In the distance, the body of Saint Iochilis melted into the mud under his feet. When he reappeared, he was already behind Ryan.

At some point, an energy scepter appeared in her hand. The gem at its tip was filled with brilliance and turned into countless energy missiles, attacking Ryan.

With such a close distance and such a dense barrage, it is indescribably difficult to avoid them.

Not to mention, the speed of each of these energy missiles far exceeds the speed of sound.

"Puff! Puff!"

There were continuous penetration sounds, but what was destroyed was just Ryan's phantom.

Green light circulated, and Ryan's true body appeared behind Saint Iocillis, and the black sword that had been charged in his hand was slashed out slowly and quickly.

At this moment, the air became extremely condensed, like heavy mountains pressing down.

Realizing the danger, Saint Iocillis immediately deployed a dark purple energy barrier, and at the same time, the lower half of his body began to blend into the mud beneath his feet.

As long as the dark purple barrier can block the attack for a moment, it can escape.

However, it overestimated the defensive power of the energy shield and underestimated the power of the great sword's slash.

Although there is no gorgeous aura, the power of this sword is doubled with the blessing of the condensed sword domain.

It did not act as a hindrance at all. In front of the great sword blade, the dark purple barrier collapsed, and then fell on the body of Saint Iocillis.

"--boom!"

First there was a brief silence, and then there was a thunderous roar.

Under the terrifying power of the slashing blow, Saint Iocillis's body, which was far less tough than the eternally frozen monster, was immediately torn apart. Black blood spread all over the sky, and a head flew up. A hint of shock appeared in his chaotic eyes.

It couldn't imagine that it couldn't even take a sword.

"Paji!"

A large amount of rotten flesh was stuck on the ground, and Saint Iochilis, who had only one head left, was not dead.

It let out a shrill cry, spit out an amber ellipsoid, and a rich white light exploded on it.

The unparalleled vitality rushes towards the face, forming a strong contrast with the filth and filth of this place.

In the amber, there seemed to be a baby struggling, but in an instant, it was suppressed by the dark purple veins covering the surface.

Under the nourishment of this vitality, the body of Saint Iocillis quickly regenerated, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to its original state.

This scene made Ryan's eyes show interest.

"That one just now, is the King of Life, the Innocent Witch?"

The reputation of Saint Iochlis for devouring gods spreads widely.

But judging from what he just saw, it seems that Saint Iocillis cannot completely digest the Son of God?

Hmm... Let's study it slowly after we deal with Saint Iocilis.

Looking at Saint Iocillis who had recovered as before, Ryan's eyes were indifferent.

Before he was promoted to the fifth level of the Furious Saint, his traveling clone had the strength to defeat the Sword-Severing Dragon variant. As a forbidden three-star monster and a special two individuals, the Sword-Severing Dragon variant is already infinitely close to the limit in terms of strength alone. Demigod.

After being promoted to the fifth level, the base attributes have further increased sharply, and the traveling clone has mastered new powerful professional skills. The combat power of the traveling clone is so strong that Ryan can no longer predict it.

The sword that just killed Saint Iocillis was blessed by the Sword Domain, but in the final analysis, it was just an ordinary flat A, without even the most basic three stages of charging. conduct……

The reborn saint, Iochilis, had dark purple flames beating violently around his body, and the tip of the scepter in his hand began to spread and turned into a strange-shaped sickle.

After a sharp scream, the figure of Saint Iochilis disappeared from the spot, and then, a sickle blade of light emerged from Ryan's side.

This time, Ryan no longer evaded.

Blood light appeared on his body, and the triggering of [Special Sword Skill - Defensive Collision (Blade Center Version)] not only shook away the sickle blade in the hand of Saint Iocillis, but also caused the sword in Ryan's hand to appear. The light of power.

Three stages of charged attacks were slashed out, and in the eyes of Saint Iocilis, which opened furiously, it hit its body again.

This time, Ryan did not hold back, and countless sword energy fell.

For every piece of flesh and blood that Saint Iocilis regenerated, he erased a piece of it.

In this way, after watching Saint Iocillis being reborn countless times for ten minutes, Ryan couldn't help but feel admiration in his eyes.

"The power of the Son of God is indeed extraordinary..."

"No wonder, after you devoured Wushou Witch, you had such serious side effects. You even need to absorb the ownerless soul to barely maintain your consciousness."

"It's just that the power of others belongs to others after all. If you blindly devour it, you will eventually reap the consequences."

Ryan raised his hand and grabbed it in the direction of Saint Iocilis.

"Gospel, explode!"

A faint purple light emerged on the body surface of Saint Iocillis. The eyes of Saint Iochilis, who had died and been reborn hundreds of times, became numb at this moment.

The moment before the purple light erupted, it suddenly woke up after feeling the real death. It wanted to plead and struggle, but as the death scythe passed by, in the end, dust returned to dust, and soil returned to dust.

Like mud collapsing, its entire body lost its source of support and melted into a puddle of mud.

A burning dark purple twisted soul emerged, suspended in mid-air.

Appearing together with it was an amber oval ball.

Ryan stepped forward and took away the two trophies.

By the time Ryan walked out of the central church, the sun had just set on the horizon, and the last light was swallowed up by darkness.

But when the night comes, there is also a bright moon that brings light.

……

Huangji Temple.

Archbishop Luca lay limply on the high platform, exhausted from excessive exhaustion.

Looking at the generous back in front of her, her eyes were a little blurry.

At this moment, Ryan had no intention of paying attention to the situation behind him. Looking at the new weapons smelted in the old furnace in front of him, his eyes were filled with anticipation.

A big sword was suspended above it, and a fierce aura rushed towards him.

——[Ember-cutting Great Sword·God-eating]!
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