From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 477 Saint

Chapter 477 Saint
Ding!
At this moment, a long-lost reminder tone suddenly rang in Jilan's ears.

Along with the sound, a task panel appeared in front of him. On it, colorful, crooked, and constantly twisting words described:

"Trigger mission: rescue."

"The city of Cockburn was ravaged by the devil, and the local people suffered heavy casualties and torture."

"A large number of residents fled to the Dawn Cathedral for refuge, but a group of members of the Eclipse Society were watching here, preparing to launch an attack and try to break through the cathedral's defenses."

"Help the priests and monks of the Dawn Cathedral to resist the attacks of the Eclipse Society, or kill more than half of the invaders and demons."

"Time limit: 6 hours."

"Reward: Slight improvement in spiritual knowledge, spirituality, or physical body (choose one of the three)."

'The "Golden Sigh" has finally been triggered again, but... the reward is only slightly increased?'

Jilan looked at the task panel and couldn't help but guess that the reason why the reward became smaller was because his current physique was too strong, making it more difficult to improve it further.

He accepted the task silently, and with a glance, he discovered that in the distance on the street, a group of guys in different clothes were rushing towards this side.

At this moment, someone in the church had already seen through the stained glass and spotted Gillan standing on the steps outside.

"Pastor Domo, there is a survivor outside!"

A woman with messy hair exclaimed.

Her voice obviously attracted a lot of people's attention. A middle-aged priest and two monks came over. Even the people around gathered around the stained glass and looked out.

Sure enough, everyone saw a young man wearing a hat standing on the steps outside the church, but he had his back to them and did not seem to intend to come in.

"Don't you think that the man outside looks like Foreign Minister Gillan Iros..."

Suddenly, a short-haired man wearing glasses who was crouching on the windowsill spoke.

As he said this, everyone was stunned, and the more they looked, the more they looked alike.

"Yes, yes, only Master Gillan has this kind of golden-red hair, and his figure and age are similar!"

Another girl exclaimed.

With previous media reports and the publication of "The Biography of Gilan", the image of the empire's youngest foreign minister has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

At this stage, it would be hard to find a few imperial people who don’t know Jilan.

Just when everyone was suspicious, they found that the young man turned around and made a gesture towards the stained glass.

Pastor Tama was stunned.

"It's really Lord Gillan Iros!"

The crowd exclaimed when they saw the young man's appearance. The others heard the sound and came over to try to peek through the stained glass.

But there were too many people gathered by the window, and those behind couldn't squeeze through.

"Reverend Domo, don't open the door. The guy outside is most likely the devil in disguise!"

A bald, slightly fat man came over and spoke loudly. His face was tense and sweaty.

"How could a big shot like the Foreign Minister suddenly appear here? This is obviously unreasonable! If we open the door, the demons outside might take the opportunity to come in and eat us all!"

His words obviously aroused the approval of many people, and they echoed and asked the priests and monks not to open the door rashly.

However, the Dawn Pastor named Tama just shook his head calmly and said to the crowd:

"Don't worry, the person outside is Foreign Minister Gillan Iros himself. Although I don't know why he is here, he is definitely not the devil in disguise."

The reason why he is so sure is that the priest himself is a 4th-level Jiushi.

Under the spiritual vision, the dazzling spiritual light of the young man outside almost blinded the pastor.

How could this be the devil in disguise...

"But there is no need to open the door, because Mr. Gillan's gesture just now meant that we should not act rashly. He did not intend to come in, and it seems that there is some danger approaching."

Pastor Domo said this with a serious expression.

Holding the consecrated object in his hand, he led several monks behind him and stood at the door, ready to go out for support at any time.

soon.

Everyone saw through the stained glass that a large group of men and women in strange costumes appeared in the square.

And his footsteps kept moving towards the church.

Those people were holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, fiddling with them while showing ferocious smiles, and it was obvious that they had bad intentions.

When Pastor Tama and the monks saw this, their faces turned pale.

"It's the blasphemers of the Eclipse Society!"

He revealed the identities of the strangers in a deep voice.

The invading cultists were almost all level 2 and 3 mystics, and they all followed the same July "Noon Dawn" path as the priests.

However, these blasphemers borrowed the power of the "secret rituals" of the old gods, polluted the original essence, and thus gained the power of degenerate evil, which made them extremely difficult to deal with.

The survivors in the church also spotted the aggressive blasphemer and began to make uneasy noises of surprise.

Pastor Domo placed the silver cross against his chest, prayed to the void, and murmured:

"Disaster has befallen Qyburn. May Lord Omer protect the people of the world, and may Lord Gillan Iros be safe."

Just as he finished praying, the pastor heard gunshots.

Boom!

Bang bang bang! !
Outside the church, the young man held a staff in one hand and a silver-white short-barreled revolver in the other, and was the first to pull the trigger at the invading blasphemers.

Powerful fire broke out and bullets fell into the crowd.

But the blasphemers were not targets either, and they took evasive action the moment Gilan pulled out his gun.

After a round of shooting, only two cultists were slightly injured, which was not fatal at all.

"Great sulfur power, please listen to the prayers of your devout believers. May the flames and black smoke spread across the world and dispel pain and disease..."

The crowd of people in strange clothes began to pray. The pace of the team of dozens of people was getting faster and faster, and the smiles on their faces were becoming more and more hideous and distorted.

"Malta will rekindle the vitality of life and revive the exhausted body and mind. Please bestow your most generous love and light and heat..."

The prayers became more frantic and louder.

boom! !

A scarlet light emanated from the crowd.

Jilan put away the alchemical revolver "Echo" and narrowed his eyes.

"The power of the holy prayer that was supposed to be possessed by the 2nd level "priest" who was supposed to be able to access the Holy Grail Spiral and the July "Noon Dawn" has become like this after being contaminated?"

he thought.

There was another bang.

An extremely hot red light descended from the sky; it was the attack launched by the group of cultists together.

Jilan's figure flashed and he rushed out of the range of the light beam.

Instead of retreating, he advanced and rushed towards the crowd of fallen ones alone.

Several powerful flying axes were thrown towards him, but they posed no threat to Gilan.

He raised his hand and waved.

Bang!
Silver arcs flashed, and the flying axe was broken into pieces the moment it touched his fingertips.

Immediately, Jilan clasped his hands together, and the "philosopher's stone" in his body was activated, releasing powerful energy.

The two blood-red patterns on the palms glowed.

"Refining!"

He opened his arms again, silver electric light flashed, and a hideous and long black weapon appeared in his hand.

It was one of the new weapons that the Imperial Army had just deployed on the front lines, a heavy machine gun called "Rhinebeck-M1"!
This machine gun, which is 1.7 meters long and weighs nearly pounds, is an anti-aircraft weapon specially used by the Empire to deal with federal airships. When in use, it needs to be supported by a tripod weighing dozens of pounds to prevent the strong recoil from causing the trajectory to deviate.

After all, its firing rate reaches nearly one thousand rounds per minute, which is not a conventional individual weapon at all.

However, at this moment, this weapon was forged by Jilan with his bare hands and held steadily in his hand.

This kind of heavy firearm cannot deal with high-level mystics, but to these members of the "Eclipse Society" in front of them, it is like the scythe of the god of death...

Bang bang bang bang bang bang! ! !

The machine guns opened fire fiercely.

The finger-long bullet shell was thrown out from the side of the gun and fell to the ground with a clang.

Nearly ten bullets per second swept towards the attacking cultists like a metal storm.

The group of guys didn't even have time to react before they exploded into a bloody mist and were torn into pieces.

"Damn!!"

"Why does that guy have a machine gun?!"

"Retreat first!"

"Quickly retreat!!"

The blasphemers screamed in terror and fled in all directions.

But how can they, with their two legs, outrun the bullets whizzing past?
Gillan stood upright, holding a black machine gun in both hands, his face as pale as water. The flashing fire from the muzzle illuminated his deep and three-dimensional facial features.

The powerful recoil of the machine gun was nothing to him. His two arms, which looked like cast iron and copper, barely moved.

Bang bang bang! !
Bang bang bang bang bang bang! !
The cultists scattered like birds, exploded into bloody mist in the hail of bullets, and died without a complete body.

Even the people hiding in the church and gathering behind the stained glass to watch gasped.

They didn't understand why Foreign Minister Gillan could conjure up that terrifying machine gun out of thin air, and they didn't understand why he could grab it with his bare hands and slaughter the invading enemies at will.

But these did not prevent people from feeling awe.

"Omer is above!"

An old lady crossed her fingers and bowed her head in prayer.

"Thank you for sending a messenger to save us."

"saint!"

"Mr. Gillan Iros must be the legendary saint! This is the miracle of dawn!"

Many older Dawn believers also joined in the prayer.

They looked excited and full of gratitude.

Even Pastor Tama was stunned when he saw this scene.

He took a deep breath and looked outside like the people around him, and his gaze fell on the young man's back.

"Today, isn't this Foreign Minister the 'saint' who will redeem the world at the end of the world as described in the Bible?"

The pastor also closed his eyes and prayed.