Pastor Bai's Journey to Another World

Like a declaration of war.

As the voice fell, the roars of the undead resounded from every corner of the street. They woke up from the dormancy of the shadows and were attracted by their exuberant vitality.

These undead moved very quickly, sweeping towards the carriage like a tide, their teeth and claws full of desire to tear flesh and blood.

And on the roof of the house in the street, an organist stood high on it, looking down at the lone floating carriage with indifferent eyes.

Chris got out of the car without a word. With a thin figure and glasses, she looked thin and gentle, and she was very small compared to the running undead. Mammy just looked coldly at the undead rushing around, with no expression on her face. Show any panic.

"In the eternal bloody battle, the demons have used the flesh and blood of their compatriots to fully prove that the crowd tactics are useless against the strong."

"Now, let me teach you this truth."

She gently pushed her glasses, and a dazzling light rose from her body, as if a round of never-setting sun rose in the dark night. The bright light enveloped her whole body, and the divine power flowed through her whole body, just like the sun was shining. Crown her.

At this moment, the light of dawn is her crown, and the scorching light is her majesty.

The darkness crawled under the feet of the "sun" and shivered, and quickly fled under the light. The "sun" opened up the gray darkness and immediately illuminated the dim sky.

In an instant, the tide of undead disappeared.

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(This volume is expected to finish around 5 chapters)

Chapter 174 Chapter 170 The Distorted Coordinates

The sudden light in the dark night startled the dormant birds, and the birds flapped their wings and flew high into the sky, and the scarlet moon hanging high cast their shadows.

The undead were almost instantly turned into burning fly ash by the scorching light, and they didn't even have time to scream, and they didn't complete the tactical role they should play at all.

These undead were all Netherhound zombies made by the previous night hags who worked overtime and all night. Under the pressure of the authorities, those night hags didn't even have time to rest.

Of course, they have now rested forever.

Theoretically, this battle group of more than two hundred Netherhounds can hold off for at least 5 minutes even against a strong man like Shanela. After all, the Netherhounds are a strengthened undead creature template researched by the demigod, Ms. , this universal enhanced template can use almost all undead creatures.

What's more, today is still a special day, and the strength of these Netherhound zombies has far exceeded that of the past.

According to the plan, during the time when the Netherhounds dragged the guards, the organ people were enough to forcibly take away their targets.

But now, they couldn't even hold back for a second.

Dispels undead.

As the disseminator of the belief of the gods, the divine power bestowed by the gods can be used to achieve various magical effects, among which priests in almost all fields can rely on guiding divine power to disperse undead creatures.

But with the strength of these Netherhound zombies, theoretically, the priests in the Temple of Dawn in Anda City have no ability to directly destroy the undead creatures by dispelling them.

Isn't Adachi a small place?Why do such powerful people appear?

The omissions in the intelligence led to huge changes, which made the thinking core of the people in the agency give the option of [retreat].

【At all costs to achieve the goal】

The authorities have received orders from the execution port.

The meaning of existence has been endowed with a new mission, and there is no fear in the hearts of people facing the powerful organ.

【action! 】

The people in the mechanism dispersed tacitly, and several delicate small forts suspended in the air appeared in the twisted space around them.

Rays of terrifyingly high temperature burst out from the fort, shooting at the carriage and Chris from several corners.

These annoying gadgets emit heat rays that can plow a slowly cooling stream of hot magma across the ground in one blow.

The mother dean just recited a prayer lightly, and magic blades spinning at high speed appeared out of thin air around them, forming a terrifying metal storm "wall".

The impenetrable cover blocked all the incoming rays.

Six ring magic, sword blade wall protection.

What is a sense of security?

Looking at the mother dean who is like Magneto, Weiwei really feels safe.

She doesn't know what the eternal bloody battle is, and she has never seen a demon before. She doesn't understand what kind of ultimate creature is a strong man like the dean who has retired from the bloody battle and has no veteran ptsd.

Weiwei originally worried that she would become a burden, but now it seems that as long as her thighs are thick enough, she doesn't really care about a few extra accessories...

The combination of me and Mammy is too hot!

"Sister Weiwei, don't need to panic. With the dean and mother among these young people, there is no threat at all. Considering that she is old, I can't guess that it should be resolved in 2 minutes."

The coachman's face was dull, and he has always had no sense of presence. Sometimes he would give Weiwei the illusion that the carriage is driving automatically.

Now this bland expression made Weiwei murmur in her heart.

Is there a possibility that this driver, who doesn't even know his name, is also a big boss?

Hahaha, the three of us are really hot!

The organ people activated the tactical anti-magic field, but it didn't have any effect on this kind of high-level magic. The dean's mother just stood still and let them fight, and this group of organ people couldn't break through the sword wall.

An organ person silently rushed into the high-speed rotating metal storm, and her body surface lit up with a light film.

Force field shield, repulsion protection, energy absorption...

The Man of Steel gained another layer of steel-like protection.

These protective powers provided by the apostles, which do not originate from magic, are an important part of the tactics of these warheads:

Use the tactical anti-magic field to make the enemy lose its protective ability, and the mechanism's protective power that does not rely on magic will gain a huge advantage in the battle.

Unfortunately, nothing can be done.

In the face of the huge gap in strength, the original tactics of the organ people have lost their meaning.

Click!Click!Click!

Every sound of metal clashing means that a body has been dismembered, and the protection of the organ man in front of the magic blade is no different from wearing a layer of paper on his body.

With his dismembered and deformed body, this brave organist told his compatriots that the impenetrable metal storm was far beyond the limit of their protective ability.

Facing the physical destruction suffered by their companion's body, there was a wave of waves in the thinking core of all the organs, even though they knew that this compatriot would not just die.

Her consciousness will be transmitted to the spare body in the secret factory of the Ross Viscounty to restart. As long as the signal base station in the city is still working, these organs are immortal to some extent.

But if everyone's bodies here are destroyed, there will be no way to talk about achieving the goal of the mission.

Chris didn't intend to give this group of magic props time to think about tactics. As soon as she thought about it, the sword wall began to spread outwards, and the two wardens were caught in it before they had time to react, and were crushed by the high-speed rotating magic blade. Part of Metal Storm.

[The sword blade wall in the database has a fixed range, and there is no way to expand the range! 】

[Evacuate around the houses first! 】

The authorities quickly retreated to the roof of the private building, so that the other party could not arbitrarily expand the scope to chase and kill them because they were concerned about the casualties of civilians.

They quickly communicated the status quo, and at the same time, they found that the metal storm covering all directions began to shrink. The people in the agency knew that if they approached easily, they might be sucked in and crushed by the suddenly expanding sword blade.

Delay will only make the situation worse. Leaving aside the support of the temple, the strong man they are facing now may cast a terrifying magic spell to wipe them out at any time.

The list of divine spells is unknown, the number of divine spells used is unknown, and the strength of vitality is unknown...

Retreat seemed the only option.

[Use the coordinate wedge. 】

Instructions coming from the execution port.

【Send away this powerful priest? 】

[No, we still don't know if there is teleportation in the priest's magic spell list, there is a high probability that it will be wasted, so let's just teleport away our mission target. 】

[Where is it sent to? 】

[The factory in the Viscounty of Ross, let the restarted compatriots prepare to capture the target. 】

【learn. 】

The agency people have no objection, they have been notified that the execution port is allowed to use the coordinate wedge.

Standing on a high place, the execution port looked at the impenetrable metal storm, and already had a choice in his mind.

A small wedge appeared in the palm of her hand, and a virtual image appeared out of thin air in front of her. Most areas in the image were pitch black, just like the undiscovered fog of war in video games, only a few areas were covered. Light it up, and there is a line of small words [Satellite Lost Connection] in the upper right corner of the image.

The execution port clicked the wedge to a certain place without hesitation, and then placed the wedge in a forest in the virtual image as precisely as playing chess.

Suddenly, the scarlet moon hanging in the sky became more intense, and a large amount of garbage information suddenly poured into the core of the execution port, almost bursting her core of thinking.

In this garbage message, she seemed to hear a bit of laughter, and her vision was suddenly covered with dense double images, which seemed to be distorted figures dancing ridiculous and sad dances.

"Execution port, how are you doing?"

The words of concern from the compatriots of the organmen rang in her ears, and the executive port was stunned for a moment. Everything that happened just now seemed to be an illusion. She glanced at the compatriots who had left the tactical position, and asked doubtfully in her heart:

[What happened, why not use internal communication? 】

[Great, just now your communication frequency band went offline suddenly, we are all worried whether you have been taken over illegally remotely. 】

offline?

The executive port frowned quite humanely. She looked at the projected virtual map in front of her, and her thinking core fell into a brief stagnation.

If she has a fun module, cold sweat may appear on her forehead due to the simulated panic, and some rich people like to see the fearful expression of beautiful women.

In the virtual map, the coordinate wedge is placed in that distant, dark place.

Undiscovered areas.

Like an illusion, a few dancing tentacles appeared on the map, but disappeared in less than a frame.

Sister Chrissy, who was concentrating on maintaining the sword guard, seemed to have noticed something, and looked behind her.

There was nothing behind the floating carriage that was originally parked.

"Vivi?"

The only answer to her was the hum of the bladed wall as it sliced ​​through the air.

Chris was a little dizzy, and walked staggeringly, trying to find Weiwei in this empty place.

It was as if he had lost all his strength.

Just like when she held her infant nephew decades ago and watched the heads of the family members on the guillotine fall to the ground one by one.

The blade guard was lifted quietly, and the high-speed rotating magic blade turned into spots of fluorescent light that quickly dissipated, and the debris of the mechanism man's wreckage swept in it was thrown out and fell to the ground like garbage.

"Where did you take her?"

Chris asked tremblingly, her tone full of murderous intent.

These minions, these ants, these wild dogs, these beasts!

The execution port was silent, and she couldn't answer.

The completely dark place is in an unexplored area. This simulated map is not strictly compared with the world of Salem. For the unexplored area, the coordinate wedge will input random spatial parameters. It is unknown where that area is in the world of Salem .

Therefore, when the apostle gave it to him for use, he emphasized that it could not be sent to unexplored areas in any case.

Facing the silence of the organist, Chris, who was full of anger, was full of remorse.

If, if I were not stingy with my spell slots, if I directly used the seven-ring magic to kill them all from the beginning, if I asked the gods to intervene from the beginning...

This is an urban area, and Chris also knows that she cannot easily use the magic of mass destruction. Facing a group of non-threatening ants, praying for the intervention of the gods is an abuse of the grace of the gods...

She has 1 excuses to excuse herself, but now there is only endless regret in her heart.

Seeing that the execution port was silent, Chris had no intention of talking nonsense.

Take it all down and let Ollie plunder everything they know.

Find Vivi.

Then, kill the mastermind behind the scenes!

[Retreat, I will cover you. 】

The executive port looked serious.