Chapter 120： saint incarnation

Chapter 120 Saint Incarnation

"Hoo..."

Chen Lun breathed a sigh of relief, and did not expect the additional benefit of popularity.

He has turned on the serpent form at this moment, and under the blessing of [Hell Resistance], even if he is within the core range of the flame, he has not received any damage.

Take off the leather glove on the severed palm and put it in the grape ring.

A 【B-level creepy thing】became his trophy.

Polaris and his party were standing blankly on the edge of Bradley Square, looking up at the figure in the sky, and the scene that just happened was deeply imprinted in their minds.

The five players turned their heads and looked around again, and saw a crowd of people praying and worshiping.

"Then... is it really just a slightly heavyweight NPC?"

The centaur was startled, and asked.

"His identity is probably even more surprising than we imagined... He may even be one of the protagonists of the main storyline."

Polaris exhaled and analyzed in a deep voice.

Gou Toujin and Wang Wang Wuji nodded in agreement, Su Keying saved the video, opened her eyes wide and said:

"It must be! So handsome and so strong, can he not be the protagonist?!"

In her eyes, there were only stars popping out.

"Pink it!"

Gallery below.

The distinguished guests who came to participate in the art exhibition looked at each other silently at this time, only feeling lingering fear, and even a kind of rejoicing after the catastrophe.

The Pompeii family did not smile, but were very dignified. Rebecca pursed her lips and kept looking up at the sky, concerned about the safety of Mr. Jack.

"He's actually fine... It's really surprising, how does a [Sequence 8] Transcendent manage to do this."

Rosa let out a light snort.

Noah, who was beside her, laughed happily after hearing what her sister said.

Floy hid behind the crowd, lowered her head, listening to the message from the existence in her body.

She could feel the warning from [Potted Plant in the Back Sun], telling her to leave immediately.

"I won't go, I will wait for him."

【Back-sun potted plant】It was silent for a while, indicating that with Floyd's current physical condition, it can only be released once, and then it will quickly get out of control, and there is almost no time to save it.

"It's okay, I must help him."

Floy said lightly.

On the ground not far away, there is a black area like ruins.

Beckman's body fell in the center, burned to black charcoal, and the human form could barely be seen.

"Traitor of the 'History and Ritual Society', member of the Mitchell family, Beckman Mitchell..."

The bone key was turned completely, and a cool male voice came out from inside.

Everyone was startled and cast their gazes one after another.

"Thank you for everything you do for Red Apple Church..."

Beckman's corpse began to twist, and the skeletal muscles made a creepy clicking sound, and finally formed a spiral "gate" with the bone key on his chest as the core.

The "gate" opened slowly, and a large pale hand protruded from the inside, covered with scarlet blood.

At first glance, I even felt that I was in a sea of ​​blood, and my whole body began to tremble involuntarily, producing instinctive fear.

Immediately afterwards, on a wall of intact flesh and blood, a brand new painting slowly emerged, which was exactly the portrait of Beckman himself.

His figure is illusory, with dozens of hundreds of different figures, some with ferocious expressions, some excited and laughing, some embarrassed, or completely unrecognizable... But these are like worms frozen in amber, overlapping each other, Difficult to break free.

The name of this oil painting - "Poor Worm"

Perhaps Beckman never thought that he would eventually become a work in [Gallery of Bones].

At this moment, the spiral door transformed by Beckman's corpse opened completely.

A naked man emerged from a bath of blood, holding the bone key with his backhand.

He pulled out the bone key and stood alone, with red hair reaching his waist, deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and an endless sea of ​​blood in his eyes.

The man looked around for a week, and everyone suddenly felt that their breathing was stagnant. The smell of blood overwhelmed them, and they almost suffocated.

"Red Apple Church, Archbishop Rafah..."

Rosa looked at the man in front of her, and said the name hoarsely.

Rafa looked at her with a smile.

"You know me... that's right, the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce has always had great intelligence.

Then you should also know what I'm going to do next. "

Rosa just felt that the blood all over her body was not in control, as if she was about to get out of her body and run towards the man opposite.

She used her extraordinary power to suppress the manic blood, then figured out something, and said:

"You want to sacrifice all the people here?

Sacrifice them to [Gallery of Bones]...and then blame Beckman, the defector from the "History and Ritual Association", and take back this weird thing justifiably as a victim.

But are you really not afraid of the Church of the Sun and the shelter? "

"What a clever little girl..."

Rafa smiled and teased, but did not respond to the latter sentence.

Rosa immediately figured out something again, and the tension on her face dissipated a lot.

"You can't come here. A saint of the Red Apple Church suddenly disappeared from the Tourmaline King City. The Sun Royal Family will not be indifferent."

"Yes, it's just an avatar."

Rafa admitted frankly.

"But enough."

He played with the bone key in his hand, with a nostalgic look on his face.

"Monroe... just lend me your power."

Boom!

Countless drops of blood floated around the red-haired man's body, forming a blood robe.

Six oil painting phantoms flashed behind His head, spread out like a folding fan.

"The sun, the moon, the stars, flesh and blood, conspiracy, the earth... Well, the power of the moon is a little weaker, it's just a [Sequence 9-psychic medium]."

Rafa chuckled lightly, turned his head and looked aside.

Roderick suddenly became dead.

"Soul rest in peace!"

He raised his hand and aimed at the tall red-haired man.

Enduring the pain of the wound, he shouted:

"Mona!"

Mona standing beside him drew her gun instantly, aimed at Rafa's head and heart and other deadly parts, and fired several times.

Bang bang bang bang!

Enveloped by Roderick's extraordinary power, Rafa stood motionless, but still kept a smile on his face.

Wow...

The oil painting on the back of his head touched Beckman's "Poor Worm", and immediately his eyes flashed countless previous clips.

There were several muffled puffs, and the bullet hit Rafa's body.

He didn't realize it, as if it wasn't him who was hurt.

The history of the previous second began to overlap with this moment, and Rafa's injuries recovered as before. At the same time during this process, His hand began to move slowly.

Roderick, who tried to control him, was sweating on his forehead, and seemed unable to hold on.

Ping!

The black light between Roderick's five fingers exploded, he grunted and staggered back.

Rafa chuckled lightly, and after breaking free from control, his movements resumed freely. With his fingers, he gently picked up four phantom images of bullets from a past picture, stuck them between his fingers, and flicked them.

Boom!

The four bullets made a terrifying noise, cut through the air waves, and flew towards Roderick, Mona, Noah, and Rosa.

"!"

Roderick was powerless to resist, and watched the yellow projectiles flying like cannonballs, and finally blasted through his chest.

He spat out blood with a whoosh, and flew backwards.

After a few roars, Meng Na was also hit by the projectile, and her left arm was directly shattered. She rolled and fell to the corner of the wall, buried by countless gravel and dust.

Rosa waved out the silver mist, inhaled the phantoms of the two bullets that were fired, and disappeared without a trace.

Noah leaned against the wall and stood up, his muscles bulging all over his body, and he rolled up his sleeves, ready to go up and fight Rafa. But he was stopped by his sister in the next second. Rosa turned her head and said softly:

"Noah, don't be impulsive."

"But sister..."

A scream came, interrupting Noah's words.

The bone key in Rafa's hand seemed to be a living creature, wriggling in his palm. Roderick struggled painfully on the ground, and after a while, he froze, like a statue.

On the wall, his portrait emerged, a cold man in black with a high collar. The name of the painting was "The Silence of the Empire".

At the same time, among the six paintings behind Rafa's head, the painting of the woman's back that originally contained [Moon Faction Sequence 9 - Psychic] was replaced by Roderick.

"Well, although it's a bit worse, it's the only way I can do it..."

Rafa groaned, and looked up at Rosa.

"I don't have much time, so let's deal with you first."

(end of this chapter)