Humans are super gods, sons of devils!

Chapter 190

(Sorry, because I was too stressed today, too anxious to concentrate, only one chapter, really sorry, normal update tomorrow, really sorry.) ）

Compared to the more modern United States.

Older Europe can be said to be basically the stronghold of the church.

Nantes, as one of the most special cities in France, is also an ancient city, and the power of the church is naturally even greater.

The two of them didn't even have to contact the local forces of the church, and they could directly arrange a suite to stay in a hotel under the Angel Star to brush their faces.

This process is still the same as the last time, the best and most expensive rooms are arranged directly, and it is still a permanent residence.

"Sister Yan, can you really do whatever you want if you have money?"

Qilin once again felt the power of money, although her mother was also rich.

But obviously it can't be compared with Hiko's treatment of being assigned the best room every time he goes to a place.

And remembering the last time I evacuated Raccoon City, I thought that I would be interrogated and then isolated in various ways.

As a result, Yan turned into a Mi army escort with a single call, which felt outrageous.

Qilin is just a little bit of a big grin to her own people, and she is not a fool.

She obviously felt that Yan's status was not ordinary, and she was not an ordinary chairman or president at all, otherwise she would not have such great energy.

Don't forget that behind the Angel Star is the support of the Church.

It can't be said that Hiko's identity is the Pope's illegitimate daughter or a distant relative, right?

That's a bit of a nonsense.

But for Qilin, no matter what the other party's status is, the relationship with his girlfriend is really good.

So she doesn't care what the other party's true identity is, Qilin does a lot of things to see through and not say broken.

Just like she first found out that Yan was interested in Ling Yeruo, and then the two of them made out and ambiguous later.

Qilin looked at it in her eyes, typical of seeing through and not saying broken, and she was also happy to find someone to help share the firepower.

It's just that to his own surprise later, the sisters who share the firepower have it, but not Hiko.

And there are still two!

This incident made Qilin secretly depressed for a long time.

When he heard her inquiry, Hiko thought about it and then answered with a smile.

"Having money doesn't necessarily mean you can do whatever you want, maybe it's because your sister is beautiful so you can do whatever you want?" Ha ha. "

Yan showed an unscrupulous big sister-like smile, and Qilin pouted.

Sure enough, after following Ling Ye for a long time, he will be more or less contaminated with some bad habits.

You see, Sister Yan is a good girl.

After meeting Ling Ye, all kinds of unscrupulous big sisters will be counted, and this will also learn the other party's narcissistic set.

Is this really the near Zhu Red and the Ink Closer?

And although Sister Yan is very good-looking, it really feels strange to say such words from the mouth of the parties.

How to say, there is quite a feeling of selling and boasting.

Sure enough, it was still damaged by this guy Ling Ye, and Qilin couldn't help but narrow her eyes and secretly spit out.

A few people walked into the hotel room, and after putting things away and cleaning up, the two girls began to think about which attractions they should visit.

The main thing is that Qilin wants to walk around more, after all, it is rare to have a rare opportunity to go out for a trip.

In the United States, I encountered the matter of Raccoon City, plus Los Santos itself is also a fast-paced big city.

Now that she has come to Europe with a slower pace and is still the old city of France, she naturally wants to visit more and slow down her mood.

Contrast to when the two girls were discussing where they should go shopping.

Ling Ye on the side felt a little difficult.

Ki Lin still doesn't know that Hiko is an angel, but she knows her identity, and if she does things herself, Ki Lin will definitely help cover up.

On the surface, Yan is kept in the dark, but in fact, Qilin is the one who is kept in the dark.

And as an unscrupulous big sister, Yan was also very happy to watch Qilin help cover in front of her.

In case her identity was exposed in the future, Ling Ye felt that Qilin would definitely die on the spot.

Remembering that when the little milk cat showed a milky fierce expression and croaked its teeth and planned to bite himself at any time, the corner of Ling Ye's mouth twitched.

The little milk cat is not easy to coax, and in order for the other party to be less social and dead, it is better to minimize this situation.

Moreover, Ling Ye had a hunch, he felt that Qilin would definitely know Yan's identity in the recent period, this feeling was inexplicable but very strong.

In the end, Ling Ye decided to go to the Gates of Hell alone.

After making up his mind, he no longer hesitated, just told the two that he was going to catch up on sleep, and then he went directly into the bedroom and closed the door.

Under normal circumstances, Qilin and Yan should not come over to disturb.

If any of them came over and saw that they were not in the bedroom, they would probably think that they had something important to deal with and would definitely be silent.

Qilin covered and pretended to be stupid, so that neither of them was too embarrassed.

The moment Ling Ye closed the bedroom door, his figure disappeared directly in place.

When he reappeared, he had come to a secluded alley.

He glanced at St. Paul's Cathedral in the distance, which was a landmark.

The Gothic architecture is very eye-catching, and Ling Ye leans against the wall and listens to the neat chanting of chants in the distant church.

Ling Ye did not immediately go to the gates of hell, but just leaned against the wall and quietly listened to the neat chants in the church.

I have to say that these things can really soothe people's mood, and Lingye is no exception.

After listening for a while, Ling Ye lit a cigarette, and he walked unhurriedly towards the church.

That's right, this time the gates of hell are located, near the church.

There are not many pedestrians on the street, and Ling Ye is not in a hurry.

It's a pity that because of his high appearance, the rate of turning back along the way has risen wildly, and even many young ladies have come forward to ask for his phone number.

Ling Ye felt very distressed about this, no way, handsome is natural.

After politely declining the tenth girl's invitation to her for a date today, Ling Ye finally arrived at the church where she was the destination of her trip.

St. Paul's Cathedral, there are many churches with this name in Europe.

But in France, the only church in St. Paul, famous for its Gothic style, is the only one.

He snapped his fingers lightly, and his figure seemed to have an extra layer of energy.

Originally, he could still cause a high rate of return, but no one continued to look at him again at this time.

Ling Ye passed through the church gate and walked through the part of the fence isolated by no one.

Walking through the secluded path, you all the way to the back of the church, which is quiet and scattered with a few tombstones.

It seems that this is the cemetery of the church, and generally such places are buried either religious aristocratic celebrities or clergy.

In general, it is basically some characters who are either rich or noble.

Walk through the cemetery to the deepest and most secluded corner.

He gently waved his arm, and an invisible barrier formed, instantly enveloping the area.

If there are nuns and tourists passing here, they will subconsciously avoid or ignore this area.

This is a small trick that he often uses.

After all, sometimes this small method is used to deal with some scenes that are not convenient for ordinary people to see, saving time and effort.

He looked around, and many of the landscapes and buildings were slightly different from his own world.

This is normal behavior, and there can be nothing in another world.

If that were the case, Ling Ye wouldn't have to go around so bothering to open the gates of hell.

Taking back some of his scattered thoughts, he found a relatively empty spot. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

There is no cemetery in the vicinity, and the overall is relatively flat.

Ling Ye took out a bottle of red powder from the carry-on space, which was a powder made from the flesh and blood of the hell lizard.

For some believers and demon hunters, these are some very good mediums.

In line with the spirit night that can save a little strength, it is a little strength, and did not carry out too complicated summoning of the gates of hell.

Opening the bottle containing the powder, he took the opened cap and began to sprinkle the powder in the cemetery.

After finishing the matter, he drew a classic reverse pentagram pattern in the very center of the surrounding powder, using the blood of some hellish creature.

These steps are still relatively important for Ling Ye now, but he has materials in his carry-on space.

After about five minutes of drawing, the inverse pentagram had already been drawn by Ling Ye.

At the same time, the five corners are placed in different places with some important summons necessary to summon the gates of hell, most of which are relatively precious hell creatures.

Just kidding, the gates of hell are not open by anyone who wants to.

Although it seems that the steps are very simple, these raw materials alone are enough for some people who want to hit the gates of hell and have a headache for a long time.

"'Whew'!"

He blew away a handful of fine sand condensed by magic power from his hand, and inserted the long knife vertically into the pattern in the corner of the formation.

Ling Ye just inserted the long knife into the sheath of the ground, he slightly held the handle of the knife and stood in the formation signature, and from time to time began to chant some low chanting.

Obscure whispers came out of his mouth, and the disobedient scabbard began to emit a black-red light.

Ling Ye carefully felt the breath in the space, and suddenly, a sulfurous smell came.

When he smelled this smell, Ling Ye's eyes obviously lit up!

The presence of sulfur proves that there are hellish creatures around, which is the most intuitive manifestation.

The smell of sulfur in the air became heavier and heavier, and I felt the ripples of space visible to the naked eye in the originally calm space.

In the next moment, Ling Ye's robe rose automatically without wind.

It was as if an invisible breeze was blowing through a corner of the world.

The originally black-red shimmer on the body of the rebel became stronger and stronger.

This knife is a product of hell, and it was one of Daddy's matching swords.

The reason why he chose to insert the reverse order into the corner of the formation, in the final analysis, is that the most critical core of this summoning ceremony is still the mutual attraction of hellish things.

Rebellion, as well as the corpses and blood of the hellish creatures that were taken out, were all attracted.

Feeling the fluctuations that were almost distorted and deformed from the space, Ling Ye did not feel the slightest panic, and he even had time to light a cigarette and wait slowly.

After about three minutes or so, the breeze suddenly increased. (Zhao's)

Violent clouds and lightning hovered overhead, the wind howled, and the clothes of the spirit night were blown hunting.

This scene was like the end of the world, and the corners of his eyes immediately twitched.

Do you want to make such an exaggeration, just summon a gate of hell?

Feeling that the space beside him was torn apart by inches, Ling Ye withdrew the long knife, only this time it was not placed in the carry-on space, but fixed the long knife on the buckle on the waist side.

The dark clouds overhead gradually converged into the appearance of the eye of the storm, and the lightning and thunder seemed to roll and tumble in the thundercloud, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

The sulfur smell intensified, and suddenly, the surrounding space was torn into fine cracks, but this time it was not quickly repaired.

The cracks gradually increase over time.

Rumble!

A thunder fell, and the world seemed to have some kind of repulsion, trying to prevent something from coming.

The thick smoke and dust from the lightning dispersed, and a gate about twenty meters high that was as black as ink rose out of thin air.

The gate was carved with dense obscure runes and all kinds of skulls that were either smiling, painful, pleading, or hideous.

The expression of each skull is different, and if you look closely, there are hundreds of skull patterns together.

The pitch-black door, scarlet pattern, and the suffocating sulfur smell in the air.

And the gate itself exudes endless evil thoughts and desires all the time.

The strange evil aura spread madly in all directions, as if to pour endless evil on the entire world.

The gates of hell, come!.