Alcatraz

I stood in the biting snowstorm, unmoving. I predicted the arrival of the angel Michelle twice in a row in the past few days, but every time she escaped cunningly.

In terms of skill, although Mihir's holy power cultivation is many times better than that of an axe, she is far from my opponent. It's just that this woman is extremely cunning, like a slippery loach.

The ax was not far behind me, draped in a freshly skinned polar bear skin. I chased him in a hurry, and I didn’t bring any clothes to keep out the cold, so I had no choice but to let him make do. I didn’t use any tools to keep out the cold. Such cold weather will actually increase the power of my martial arts. Last time, I used the cold air of heaven and earth to freeze Mihir on the spot. Unfortunately, this angel has many times more combat experience and actually took the opportunity to escape. I searched all over the sea to no avail.

"Wang Lin, you are making it difficult for me to behave like this. Mihir is my mentor. Is there anything you can't say to me?"

"No way!" I sighed: "If I were willing to be sealed somewhere in the world of Alcatraz by her, I wouldn't have to fight anymore. It's a pity that I'm not so open-minded. But the final result of this war is just me. No one can kill her if she is sealed or she is driven back to Heaven Mountain."

My words are of course meant to comfort Axe. He seems to have an unclear relationship with the woman possessed by Mihir. No matter how humble a person is, there is a bottom line in his heart that cannot be touched, and I do not intend to touch the bottom line of the axe. Regardless of the relationship between the woman possessed by Mihir and the axe, I will not allow him to appear during the final battle.

"Maybe Mihir doesn't want to embarrass you, she..."

"The problem is, behind her is the Mountain of Heaven. Do you think she can be her own master? The owner of the Mountain of Heaven is either Enoch or Elijah, the only three people in human history who ascended to heaven in the flesh. These The human saint has cunning that angels don’t have, and every word she says is a lie.”

Ax was silenced by my words. I knew he would not be convinced, but that was no longer my responsibility.

The ability of the Time and Space Orderer did not bring me any results this time. I sighed and said: "Forget it, we will rest here today and turn up the car's heating to the maximum. We should be able to sleep more comfortably. "Ax got into the off-road vehicle I summoned, rolled up the window tightly, pressed against the window and asked: "Aren't you going to sleep tonight?"

"It's better for me to be outside!"

I casually sat down on the ice, took a breath of mist, and raised my hand to form a transparent energy shield to protect the surrounding area. I don't need sleep. Since my martial arts and necromancy were promoted to the silver level, I can be considered the lowest level of divine creatures. All changes in the outside world, such as cold and heat, sleep, and food, are no longer needed. You can draw nutrients directly from nature to supplement your body’s needs.

Sitting within the magic shield, I had some thoughts.

I once predicted the weapon that Mihir was looking for, but the ability of the Time and Space Orderer only told me its name and ability, but not its location, because the weapon itself was alive. It has its own intelligence. Therefore, the strategy of finding this weapon first is unlikely to be completed.

But at the same time, I don’t believe that Mihir can easily find it, because this weapon does not belong to the divine system that Mihir represents. It is a treasure left in the world by another divine system.

This thing is called a Christmas tree, and it is said to be a branch of the wish tree. It cannot bear the fruit of a wish, but it can fulfill anyone's wish for a gift.

As a weapon, the Christmas tree may not be very powerful, but it can produce weapons of any form. This can also be regarded as one of the gifts, a gift for warriors. If you find it for Mihir, it will be like having an endless arsenal of weapons, which is very troublesome.

Although I don’t know the level of the Christmas tree, and I don’t know if the weapons it produces are as powerful as the battle ax of God King Tamura, but as long as the weapons it produces are as powerful as the undead weapons, I will be in serious trouble. .

There is such a thing as the Holy See in this world. Once Michel brings the Christmas tree back to Europe and performs miracles, who knows what will happen. Being an enemy of the world's largest religion, let alone whether I have the courage, even if countless believers line up and let me kill at will, it will be very troublesome.

"Mihir's purpose may not be to kill me, but to prevent me from ever returning to Earth!"

This idea came to me, and I suddenly felt a sudden sense of joy. When a divine creature comes to the world, it has to give up its own power. Most powerful gods are not willing to take such a risk, and the power they give up, Even if you return to your own kingdom of gods in the future, you will not be able to recover immediately, it will take a long time.

These low-level divine creatures, such as the female war goddess Nana and this Mihir, cannot really defeat me. They can only use various forms and their own wisdom to fight with me, so the female war goddess Nana needs to With the help of the humpback dragon, this Mihir found the axe. They all need the help of various forces to be able to compete with me.

"In that case, why should I organize her to find a Christmas tree? I just want her to not be able to go back to Paradise Mountain!"

The battle with the female war goddess Nana made me understand that these low-level goddesses and servants of gods are very sad existences. They are basically treated as abandoned children. This Mihir may be in a different situation, but at least there is a context in this aspect. Can be found.

Just when I was thinking hard about how to destroy Mihir's return, suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred, and I actually sensed her location again. The ability of the Order of Time and Space is clearly demonstrated. Mihir is dressed in white fox fur and looks heroic with a pack of Arctic wolves.

She was as proud as a queen, controlling the pack of Arctic wolves and running wildly on the snowy field.

"This woman is very difficult to deal with. Why does she work part-time as a druid?" During several battles, I found that Mihir's power has been improving rapidly, although she still can't match mine in a short period of time. But the direction of her abilities is particularly weird, like the legendary great master who learned from the best of hundreds of schools of thought and knows almost everything.