Chapter 212 The conflict gradually arises
The German Union envoy was still arrogant and domineering. When he saw the missionary coming out, he sneered: "Have you asked your god? What did the stone statue say?"

These words once again caused the Perfect Church members to glare at them angrily, but the German Union's envoy just sneered in response, not caring at all.

A lean camel is still bigger than a horse. In the eyes of this messenger, even if the German Union is suffering heavy losses now, it cannot be compared with a perfect church that has been established for less than half a year.

Moreover, he had been a Christian since childhood and disliked this newly emerged perfect church from the bottom of his heart.

Facing the provocation from the German Union envoy, the missionary showed a hint of sneer on his face. He stretched out his hand to stop his men who were ready to move, and then said to the German Union envoy and his men following behind him:

"My Lord has sent down an oracle. My Lord does not care about the alliance proposed by the German Union, so I decided to refuse the alliance with the German Union."

The German Union envoy snorted coldly: "I hope you don't regret it. Let's go."

"Did I let you go?" the missionary asked calmly.

"Haha," the German Union envoy said with a playful look on his face, "Do you still want to fight with us?"

After glancing at the people from the Perfect Church, the German Union envoy continued to say disdainfully: "Just relying on a bunch of rotten fish and shrimp like you?"

Although the Perfect Church is developing rapidly, it was established too recently. Most of the ghost riders are actually ordinary ghost riders who only ride on one evil ghost, so they will naturally be looked down upon by this German Union envoy.

The German Union envoy was about to leave when he suddenly felt a powerful force restricting him in place. His face suddenly changed and he quickly mobilized his evil spirit abilities.

But the missionary was quicker than him. He opened the black book in his hand and muttered:

"The German Union's messenger was disrespectful to our Lord and deserves to be punished. Sacrifice him to our Lord and let him repent endlessly in the holy flames!"

As the missionary finished speaking, countless white flames appeared out of thin air around the German Alliance envoy. It was Wang Xiaoming's forging fire, blessed by the wilderness of knowledge, and its power had reached the level of Sequence Four.

Wang Xiaoming, who was far away at the headquarters of Renguo, sensed the movement in the wilderness of knowledge at the same time. After a little sensing, he found out what had happened. It turned out that they had a fight with the people from Delian.

Projecting his mind over there, Wang Xiaoming saw that the missionary had gained the upper hand, so he ignored him.

On the European side, the white forging fire had completely surrounded the German Union envoy and then penetrated into his body. The huge ghost behind the German Union envoy was also bound by the chains made of white flames and could not break free.

As for some people brought by the German Union envoy, they were also surrounded by the Ghost Riders of the Perfect Church. Although the German Union was powerful, they came to win over the Perfect Church after all, so most of the people in the team were ordinary people, and there were only the leading envoy and two deputy envoys as Ghost Riders.

"Damn it! You bastards, how dare you attack me?" The German Union envoy was still struggling at this moment, "You pagans, if you have the guts, just let me out. What's the point of a sneak attack?"

The angry curses of the Delian envoy continued to echo in his ears, but the missionary turned a deaf ear and continued to pray to the Lord of Perfection for strength. As more forging fires appeared, the voice of the Delian envoy became weaker and weaker.

"Please... let me go... just pretend nothing happened today... otherwise if I die, the German Alliance will send more people..."

Seeing that he was about to be refined to death, the German Union envoy showed a rare pleading look on his face, but there was still a weak threat in his words.

The missionaries ignored the German Union envoy's last words and eventually burned him to death.

If you have never faced death, you don't know your own weight. At the moment of death, the German Union envoy wished that time could go back. If he was given another chance, he would definitely not be so arrogant.

Must live in harmony with the Perfect Church.

Not long after the missionaries finished here, the two ghost riders from the German Alliance team were also captured.

Finally, there was only one middle-aged man with glasses left in the entire team, lying on the ground and shivering.

Other ordinary people were killed by the aftermath of the Ghost Riders' battle.

"you come up!"

The missionary pointed at the middle-aged man lying on the ground.

The middle-aged man dared not move and lay on the ground trembling. Finally, a ghost rider from the Perfect Church came forward and dragged him in front of the missionary.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." The missionary said calmly, "Go back and tell the people who sent them here that if they want to cooperate with our Perfect Church, they shouldn't send some fools here."

After finishing speaking, the missionary told his men to take the survivor away.

Then a sacrificial ceremony was held in the main hall, and the evil spirit that had just been captured was sacrificed to the God of Perfection.

But at the Ren Kingdom headquarters, Wang Xiaoming sensed the sacrifice, and his consciousness came to the Wilderness of Knowledge, where he identified the evil spirits sacrificed one by one.

"Hmm... this evil ghost is pretty good and worth studying."

When Wang Xiaoming saw a ghost that looked like a shadow, he immediately became interested. This ghost was the one in the Delian messenger. It could live in the shadow of the ghost rider. The rule of killing was to touch the shadow. Anyone who was touched by the ghost would die.

"This ability that can be stored in the shadow is somewhat different from what I have seen before. I can study it when I have time."

Wang Xiaoming nodded with satisfaction. He finally saw another evil spirit with interesting abilities. As for its killing rules, they were too common and nothing special.

Afterwards, Wang Xiaoming regained consciousness and continued his research on curse control.

Just like that, three days passed.
Wang Xiaoming does research in the laboratory during the day, and at night he takes a magical taxi to watch the stars and digest the potion. Sometimes when he is tired, he takes out the compass car to study it as a way of relaxing.

Compared with the research on curse control, the supernatural knowledge contained in the compass car is quite limited, and the number of supernatural runes is even more different.

Although he used some of his spare time these days, Wang Xiaoming still mastered the supernatural knowledge contained in the compass car. Now he is confident that he can copy a compass car.

During his research, he discovered that the compass chariot was not picky about wood materials. It seemed that any tree that grew naturally could be used to make the chariot.

This was good news, as it meant he didn't have to look for trees specifically to make the compass car.

He also discovered that the power of this compass chariot was much smaller than he had imagined. He had seen ancient ghost riders using compass chariots in the mist of history. In comparison, the power of this compass chariot was much weaker.

“This should be related to the material!”

Wang Xiaoming had a guess in his mind, because he had seen a clip of an ancient ghost rider making a compass chariot in the mist of history. At that time, the ghost rider used a kind of wood with a black cross-section. It did not look like a product of the real world, but more like a ghost wood from a spiritual place.

"For now, we should focus on studying curse control and make the ghost riders at the headquarters stronger. This way, we can better explore the spiritual places."

"Otherwise, the technology I developed to travel through the spiritual world will have to be shelved."

Since he developed the technology to shuttle through the spiritual land, it has been applied to the spiritual taxis, which cannot be promoted at all. The main reason is that the spiritual land is too dangerous. If you are not strong enough to get through, you will just be sent to the hospital. "Professor," Chen Wei came over and reported some important information: "Zhao Kaiming will be able to return to the headquarters this afternoon."

"Well... notify Zhao Kaiming to come to the laboratory immediately after returning. I need to give him a full body examination." Wang Xiaoming said seriously.

The more Wang Xiaoming studied the photo curse these days, the more he felt how crude the previous experiment on Zhao Kaiming was. The success was just luck. If he hadn't designed a formation to control the evil spirit, the experiment would have failed.

But even so, the experiment cannot be said to be successful. The curse connection between the wish ghost and Zhao Kaiming cannot stop the evil ghost's erosion. Every time Zhao Kaiming uses the evil ghost's ability, a part of the corrosive force will be transmitted to Zhao Kaiming. Although it is small, it accumulates over time.

And this is the most serious thing. The serious thing is that as the invasion of evil spirits worsens, the connection between Zhao Kaiming and the evil spirits will most likely be destroyed, and then it will be troublesome for the evil spirits to escape.

This time when Zhao Kaiming comes back, I must give him a thorough check-up.

Wang Xiaoming was thinking about Zhao Kaiming's affairs, but he unexpectedly sensed that there was a big movement in the Perfect Church.

There were constant sounds of prayer coming from the void, all of them were from the perfect church members he had marked. It seemed like something big had happened.

"Could it be that someone from the German League called us?" Wang Xiaoming guessed in his heart.

Ever since the conflict between the Perfect Church and the German Union envoys three days ago, the German Union seemed to have swallowed the loss and did not take any action against the Perfect Church.

Could it be that they were trying to paralyze the Perfect Church by launching a sneak attack?
Wang Xiaoming's consciousness was high, and he followed the connection to the place where the most prayers were heard.

Unlike the Renguo headquarters where it was already dawn, it was around two in the morning in Europe, still deep in the night.

Under the bright moon and stars, in a wilderness, a great battle between ghost riders is taking place. Dozens of ghost riders from both sides are restraining each other and constantly using their evil ghost abilities.

But it is obvious that one side has far fewer people than the other.

The battle was most intense in the center, where there were three figures, one of whom was a missionary from the Church of Perfection, and the other two were a middle-aged man dressed as a knight and an old woman in nun's clothes.

The two sides were fighting fiercely, and the missionary's black book, which was always invincible, was restricted at this moment. Every time he opened the black book and wanted to attack the middle-aged knight, a dark green flame would inexplicably ignite on the black book, preventing him from using the black book.

When the missionary wanted to attack the nun, the middle-aged knight would appear behind him unexpectedly and stab him with a sword, forcing him to dodge and give up the attack.

The missionary had a gloomy face. Both the middle-aged knight and the old nun were extremely powerful top-notch ghost riders. Their strength was only slightly weaker than his. Even if the two of them joined forces, the missionary was no match for them.

Fortunately, the missionary has been praying silently to the God of Perfection, borrowing the power of the wilderness of knowledge to protect himself, and is not in danger of death for the time being.

Compared with the missionaries, the Ghost Riders of the Perfect Church were in a more miserable situation. It was almost as if one Ghost Rider was chased and beaten by two Ghost Riders. In just a few seconds, the Perfect Church lost three Ghost Riders.

Fortunately, there are still strong men like Gentleman among these people, who can hold on for a while. At this time, the ghost riders of the Perfect Church are praying to the Lord of Perfection and praying for victory in their hearts.

"It seems I have to take the initiative!"

Wang Xiaoming shook his head helplessly and pointed to the sky.

hum...

At this moment, the sky full of stars suddenly lit up, and countless starlight fell, turning into spears, swords, or flying knives.

brush!brush!brush!
Countless weapons fell on everyone's heads like rain. Those who were originally fighting now showed their magical powers and used their own ghost abilities to avoid the attacks from the sky.

But the starlight weapons came too fast and were too dense. Many ghost riders had just dodged a spear when they were hit head-on by a sharp sword.

Any place hit by a starlight weapon will be continuously eroded by the starlight until the entire body turns into starlight and dissipates.

"Hey... I'm fine!" Another ghost rider was hit by the starlight weapon, but not only did the weapon not hurt him, but it turned into a layer of starlight armor to protect him.

"What is this armor?"

"This armor is so strong that it can even resist supernatural attacks!"

Joyful voices were heard from the ghost riders of the Perfect Church. They discovered that as long as they were from the Perfect Church, they didn't have to be afraid of the starlight weapons. On the contrary, these weapons would turn into armor to protect them.

The falling starlight lasted for more than a minute before slowly dissipating.

After everything calmed down, the Perfect Church suffered no losses. Instead, they killed many hostile ghost riders during the period when the stars fell.

As for the enemy side, they suffered too much loss. There were more than forty Ghost Riders left, but now there were less than ten. They were the smaller side.

"Damn it!" The middle-aged knight looked unhappy. "What's going on?"

"This thing is weird. It seems to be made of starlight. There is no record of it in the intelligence."

The old woman also looked bad. Just now, when she was dodging the missionaries' attack, her arm was pierced by a starlight spear. If she hadn't reacted quickly and taken off her arm directly, she would have been decomposed by the starlight like those unlucky guys.

"This is a miracle from the Perfect Lord! Praise be to my Lord!"

At this time, a voice was heard in the air, and the missionary, wearing gorgeous starlight armor, seemed to be stepping on invisible steps, slowly descending step by step.

"Praise our Lord!" All the ghost riders of the Perfect Church bowed.

"What should we do?" Seeing the morale of the Perfect Church soaring while his own morale was almost gone, the middle-aged knight showed hesitation on his resolute face, "It's impossible to kill the missionaries now."

The old woman said viciously, "We have suffered such a great loss this time. It will be hard for us to explain it when we go back. I know you are still holding back in the battle just now. Why don't we use our trump cards together and kill the missionary? This way, at least our trip will not be in vain."

"This?" the middle-aged knight hesitated.

"Don't hesitate. Even if we leave now, do you think the missionary will let us go?" The old woman continued, "It is better to give the missionary a final blow. Even if we can't kill him, it will give us a chance to escape."

"That makes sense. I'll count to three, and then we'll attack together." The middle-aged knight said solemnly.

The old woman showed satisfaction on her face.

"One...two...three...do it!"

After the middle-aged knight finished reading, he immediately disappeared from the spot and turned into a rainbow light and fled into the distance.

(End of this chapter)