Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 2107 Whirlpool

The curtain wall of the skyscraper is also a huge projection screen...On the screen, the PV of the Holy Maiden ceremony is flashing quickly.

People are immersed in this beautiful PV, and the entire [Free City] is full of expectations.

"It's about to begin, the holy girl ceremony..."

On the roof of the building, Mr. Bertrand from the village of [Donremi] retracted his eyes from the screen... He was looking down at the street below, looking for something.

What he was looking for was the thickening that had lurked outside the [Mansion] and then slipped away.

Although he is only the real holy angel [Bertrand] betting in the village of [Donremi], in order to be part of the birth of the new saint, there is a huge gap with the body.

But after all, it is one of the saint angels who are the top three [wings of freedom] army among all legions in the kingdom of heaven. The strength of this small part is actually not weak.

Putting it in the sub-world with a relatively low upper limit is also the level of the ultimate and powerful creature of one party.

So, if you can slip away from his hands, even if your strength is not strong, there must be something extraordinary-but it should not be!

Because, in the Kingdom of Holy Light, there should be no extraordinary power.

It is possible to allow the existence of miracles, but they must only belong to the realm of the supreme, and are used to strengthen the faith of the people in the kingdom of light.

But Fache, the head of the bodyguard of President Baran, said something like [The Holy Power] before committing suicide.

Can he make it artificially that the kingdom of Holy Light is already unknowingly, with extraordinary powers sprouting... and this sprouting extraordinary power has even concealed the supremacy of Qidu?

However, the creation of the destiny system was initially initiated by the Lord Saintess... As the leader of [Freedom Wings], although Saint Angel Bertrand was not able to participate in this plan, some internal consultations still knew.

The creators of the destiny, as well as the supremacy of Qidu, have absolute monitoring authority over the Holy Light Kingdom-under this kind of authority, how could they have not discovered that there has been a budding of extraordinary power in the Holy Light Kingdom?

This kind of germination, logically speaking, should have been killed in the cradle early.

"Can I think that the only one who can conceal the highest is the same highest person, or..." Bertrand of [Dongleimi Village] narrowed his eyes at this time, "Or, another destiny created By."

He was even startled by his own thoughts at this time.

"This is not an easy thing." Bertrand from the village of [Dongremi] couldn't help but smile. "My Lord Saint is also unable to walk when he sees his uncle...Huh? Huh, at last it is. Did you show your tail, slippery guy."

Bertrand's purpose was very clear, which was to search for the guy who had slipped away - and at this time, under the continuous search, he finally sensed some anomalies.

It's that weird fluctuation.

Before the guy who slipped away, there was a trace of indifferent but very strange fluctuations around him.

"over there!"

Mr. Bertrand's gaze was like a torch, and he turned into a faint streamer, which was almost imperceptible under the sunlight during the day-his speed, even in the [Freedom Wings] army, was one of the best.

...

The destination is a building under construction on a construction site.

[Doremi] Mr. Bertrand of the village was walking among the rough floors, getting closer and closer to the source of the strange fluctuations.

The wave became stronger and stronger, and even formed a whirlpool in front of his eyes...The twisted whirlpool was like the eyes of the abyss, and a figure appeared in it.

Bertrand chuckled lightly and waved his hand, and a cross sword condensed by holy light was immediately caught in his hand.

"This time I won't let you easily... Oh, the look is pretty good."

The whirlpool dissipated, and what I saw was a guy with an exposed brain—in fact, it was not a real exposed brain, but the other party's cerebral cortex seemed extremely developed, bulging like muscles.

He...or it's squatting, arms longer than ordinary people, almost hanging down to the ground... Tongue is longer than ordinary people, like the tongue of a lizard, and he wears a jacket full of nails. .

It looks like a frog.

"Unpleasant light..." A sharp voice came from the mouth of this guy with an abnormally developed brain... Its head suddenly tilted, "Unliked fellow."

Mr. Bertrand is never shocked when it comes to sniping, "Although I am not a popular type, but in terms of popularity, I will probably be one more sponge than you?"

Tears——!

The weird man made a harsher sound instantly, and with a bounce of its knees, it directly rushed towards Mr. Bertrand at an extremely fast speed.

In the process of rushing, the weird frog-like guy suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Bertrand frowned subconsciously.

At this moment, a fierce murderous intent came from behind his head-the disappeared weird frog man appeared behind Bertrand again out of thin air... he seemed to have found nothing!

The frog man's tongue was wrapped around Bertrand's neck in an instant.

But the cross of the holy light flashed suddenly!

On the ground, there were already more tongues that twitched and curled up... and the weird frog guy covered his mouth in pain, and large swaths of blood poured out from his fingers.

"That's it?" Bertrand waved the Holy Light Cross Sword in his hand at random, and the blood stained on the Cross Sword instantly evaporated and disappeared, "It's an ability like space shuttle...Although this type of ability is relatively rare, It's a pity it's still too slow."

The weird frogman cursed something in a low voice. It was a language different from any other city in Qidu...The space behind it was rapidly twisting at this time.

Bertrand sneered, turned into a streamer, and arrived in front of the frog man before the vortex behind him was completely formed!

The palm of the hand directly grabbed the head that resembled the cerebral cortex, and then pressed it to the floor without saying a word!

Boom! !

The floor cracked, and almost half of the frogman's head was planted into the cement slab... The Holy Light Cross Sword in Mr. Bertrand's hand instantly spun, directly nailing the opponent's palm.

The frog man's eyes were confused at this time, and the violent color on his face became more and more intense...The eyes were more chameleon-like, turning frantically, and the cursing sound in strange language became more and more ear-piercing.

Mr. Bertrand stood up, and after pulling out his ears, he shook his head and said: "I will let you guys slip away... It seems that I have been too comfortable recently."

Shrugging, he won't kill people, but will take them back to Master Saintess-even though Master Saintess may not care, he still has to leave.

She is the saint of [Wings of Freedom], and it doesn't matter whether she is the so-called [saint] of Heaven.

"You better be quiet, brother frog... the adult in my family doesn't like noisy guys."

Mr. Bertrand's fingers circled, and the sharp Holy Light Cross Sword instantly turned into a soft rope, completely binding the frog man's body. He then bent over, carried the back collar of the opponent, and directly dragged his plan. go away.

But at this moment, Bertrand first frowned subconsciously.

He subconsciously looked around, then dropped the frogman in his hand on the ground casually, "It seems that this is not the only skill?"

At the moment of speaking, among the empty rough floors of the building, one after another twisted vortex appeared... They stepped around Mr. Bertrand.

Counting a little, there are as many as seventeen vortices... and in these twisted vortices, similar figures are hidden in each.

Afterwards, one by one, like frogmen, came out of these whirlpools... They almost all looked the same, probably slightly different in height and physique.

"So there is more than one." Bertrand's eyes narrowed, "So, you are not scolding me, but calling your own companion."

One by one weird frog-like guys gradually approached... and surrounded Bertrand.

[Dong Remi] Mr. Bertrand of the village loosened his neck at this time, waved his hands... Dual wielding the Holy Light Cross Sword.

"You don't need to live too much, one is enough, and there is more...just to relieve the fatigue." Bertrand chuckled lightly, but saw the dozen frog men starting to disappear one by one at this time.

"It's this kind of trick again... Oh, it's a little different." Bertrand looked around.

He is confident enough to kill directly when the opponent appears.

But surprisingly, these guys didn't show up after they disappeared... Bertrand frowned and suddenly looked at his feet, "Are you down?"

He snorted coldly, stomped his feet, and the large slabs of slabs broke open... At the moment of falling, the cross swords of both hands had already condensed a strong shock wave!

But where Bertrand fell, it turned out to be a... huge twisted vortex!

The moment he saw the vortex, Bertrand instantly turned into a stream of light, but in that instant, in the huge twisting vortex, a huge shadow-like arm suddenly stretched out at a faster speed than him. , Held his body directly!

The moment his body was clenched, a strange and cold power eroded the power of the Holy Light in his body instantly.

Do not!

They are fateful enemies of each other, not erosion, but directly dissolving each other-however, the amount of Sombra's arms is obviously more than Bertrand's at this time!

He was shocked, but his body was pulled directly into the huge whirlpool by his arms, and he couldn't struggle...In the end, Bertrand was completely lost in the whirlpool!

The vortex gradually shrank.

One after another, frog-like guys appeared slowly...They quickly took the injured companion with them, and then jumped directly into the whirlpool.

In the building under construction on the site, calm was restored again...except for a big hole in one of the floors.

...

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"Bertrand, what happened?"

[City of Freedom] In the hall of the Holy Girl Ceremony, two young men in the uniforms of the security personnel of the hall were discussing something in the corridor at this time.

"My clone... the aura has disappeared." The person who was asked groaned.

"Clone?" The other young man frowned. "When did you make a clone? Master Saint did you know?"

Saint Angel Bertrand shook his head at this time, "I did not tell the saint that he was sent to [Free City] at the time, in fact, to verify the rumor at the beginning, but for a long period of time, between us What's cut off the connection."

"later?"

"He appeared suddenly in the past two days, but he hasn't taken the initiative to find me..." Saint Angel Bertrand shook his head: "Of course, it's also because I took the initiative to reduce the relationship between all breaths. After all, our ten holy angels have come, Don't let the princes of Qidu feel it, so be extremely careful."

"How could it suddenly disappear again." The companion asked suspiciously.

Saint Angel Bertrand shook his head, "He may have encountered some danger... In this case, he will not expose his relationship with me. This will make the spearhead be directed at the entire [wings of freedom] army."

The companion's expression became more solemn, and he said coldly, "Bertrand, you said... the plan that the Saintess made before [Holy Fall] can go smoothly?"

"Definitely." Saint Angel Bertrand's face couldn't see any doubt.

"I still feel too crazy... Actually [Holy Meteo]!" The companion smiled bitterly: "If the Supreme of Qidu is not willing to start the Resurrection Day, wouldn't it be..."

"You don't know what kind of urine our saint is." Saint Angel Bertrand shrugged: "She can even do the scariest and craziest things with a calm face... If it wasn't like this, it wouldn't be. Our Lord Saint is."

"That's true." The companion nodded, and then his eyes gradually showed murderous intent. "Next, just wait for the archangel St. John to be surprised...someone."

I saw a young girl who seemed to be walking cautiously in the passage leading to the inside of the venue.

Saint Angel Bertrand frowned, but his companion said: "Go and see what's going on, I'll go to other people to see how it is arranged... keep in touch."

The holy angel Bertrand nodded, and then walked directly in front of the restrained girl.

"Who are you, no one enters here."

"I...I'm here to participate in the ceremony..." The girl lowered her head and said with a trace of panic: "It's just me, I can't seem to find my way..."

"Come to participate in the ceremony?" Saint Angel Bertrand frowned, "What's your name?"

"Da... Daphne." The girl's voice was lower, even with a hint of anxiety.

Saint Angel Bertrand frowned again. He clicked on the tablet computer in hand and checked the list of candidates. There was indeed the name Daphne on the list, and there was even a photo.

The holy angel Bertrand looked at the nervous girl in front of him against the photo, and said nonchalantly: "You are really here to participate in the holy girl ceremony, but you are not..."

"This...this is my pass!" The girl quickly handed out a card at this time.

"This is..." Saint Angel Bertrand couldn't help being startled, "Ms. Isabel's family crest? But why are you... just messing around! Random!"

The girl didn't dare to raise her head at all at this time, her body was trembling slightly, and she had only one thought in her mind: Have you been discovered?

What to do... escape?

However, the holy angel Bertrand seemed to have thought of something at this time, and the front of the conversation turned: "Forget it, since you have a pass, let me go in, they have already started the final rehearsal, you move faster! "

"Huh?" The girl couldn't help but was stunned.

But he saw the security guard looking at him with a bad look, and said viciously: "Isn't it hurry up? Is it really a girl?"

Was discovered... or not?

The girl couldn't figure it out at all, but seeing that the security guard had already walked ahead impatiently-the girl gritted her teeth, only to bite the bullet and follow.

It's just... Mrs. Isabel?

As far as the girl knows: Teacher Isabel, how could she become a wife if she hasn't married yet?

(End of this chapter)