Chapter 213 Kill and Return

Final blow!
Ha ha!

The middle-aged knight didn't even think about continuing to fight. The scene of the falling starlight just now was obviously wrong. Only a fool would stay.

As for the old nun, let her buy some time for her escape!

Ok? !

The middle-aged knight who was fleeing suddenly felt something was wrong. He had been flying in the ghost domain for quite some time, but why did the surrounding environment seem to remain unchanged? What about the nearby towns?

An ominous premonition emerged in the middle-aged knight's heart. He slowly looked up at the sky and saw a pair of eyes as big as the sun and the moon appearing in the dark sky.

Looking at him coldly and mercilessly.

"Is this... a ghost realm?"

The middle-aged knight stopped in disbelief, realizing that he had been tricked and trapped by a more powerful ghost domain.

“The missionary actually possessed such a powerful ghost domain that he could take me into the ghost domain without me even noticing.”

The middle-aged knight secretly used his ghost ability to try to get away from here.

"Don't struggle anymore. Once you enter my world of the Bible, no one can escape." A sound like thunder came from the sky. Upon careful listening, it was the voice of the missionary.

The middle-aged knight naturally would not accept his fate, and when he was discovered, he tried even harder to mobilize the evil spirit power in his body.

It’s a pity that no matter how hard he tried, the so-called biblical world before him remained unmoved.

And while he was trying to escape, the ghost space was shrinking continuously, as if time was playing in reverse. The middle-aged knight quickly returned to the place where he had just escaped and saw the old nun with an angry face.

"You are a coward like a mouse. You are not worthy of being called a knight. You actually abandoned a lady and ran away alone.

And it's all because of you that we had a chance to win, but because of your escape, we are now trapped in this damn place."

The moment the old nun saw the middle-aged knight, she could no longer suppress her anger and started a verbal attack. If the situation was not so serious, she would definitely attack the middle-aged knight directly.

Because he was in the wrong, the middle-aged knight did not retort to the old nun's scolding, but proposed the following cooperation:

"I was wrong just now. I apologize to you, but we still have to work together. This place is too dangerous. We must escape."

"Escape? Hahaha..." The missionary's mocking voice suddenly came from the sky, "This space was created by my Lord and given to me to use. Even if an S-level evil spirit comes, it will be impossible to escape."

Before he finished speaking, the entire space began to vibrate violently, and human figures began to appear out of thin air one after another from the void. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen figures appeared in front of the two middle-aged knights.

"What? Impossible?" The old nun was horrified. "The jailer, the Iron Knight, the Ghost Rose... aren't they all dead?"

The middle-aged knight also felt cold hands and feet. He recognized five or six of the dozen figures. They were all famous ghost riders in Europe, and the weakest ones were all elite ghost riders.

It's just that the fame of these people was made by another person, that is, the missionary, because when these people were enemies of the missionaries, they all died at the hands of the missionaries.

Logically speaking, what he saw before him should have been just the corpses of those people, but the pressure brought by these human figures was so real that the middle-aged knight was a little confused about the situation.

"They are indeed dead, and now they are just resurrected by some kind of supernatural power, but their strength is no weaker than when they were alive." The missionary's voice came again. "Please entertain these two guests for me!"

"No problem! There haven't been any new people here for a long time, and I'm almost bored to death!" The jailer said grimly with a sullen face, holding up his sledgehammer.

"It turns out to be Mr. Knight and Lady Saint Nun. It's been a long time since we last met. I didn't expect that we would meet in this way." A female ghost rider with twisted hair exclaimed.

The middle-aged knight's eyes lit up when he found out that these resurrected ghost riders still had wisdom:
“You are all enemies of the missionaries, and you were all killed by the missionaries, so why are you killing each other?

Don't you want revenge? Why don't we work together to deal with the missionaries, and then you can escape from this damn place."

The middle-aged knight's words caused the entire scene to fall silent, followed by mocking laughter.

These resurrected ghost riders looked at the middle-aged knight as if he were a fool.

"You idiot, since the missionaries dare to let these people out, they must have ways to control them. What are you thinking about cooperating with them?" The old nun said gritting her teeth.

“Haha, the Saint Sister is the one who understands,” said the female ghost rider with twisted hair, “unlike the fake knight who looks smart but is actually a fool.”

"Okay, stop talking nonsense," the jailer smashed the ground with his hammer, "take them both down as soon as possible."

"You two, join us!" As the female ghost rider spoke, her hair began to spread like vines, surrounding the middle-aged knight and the nun.

The knight and the nun looked at each other and used their trump cards. The knight pulled out a bloody bone spear from his spine. The moment the bone spear appeared, the approaching vines instantly withered and turned into ashes.

The nun's transformation was even more terrifying. A crack appeared between her eyebrows, and a bloody spider-like monster crawled out of it. Then a shrill scream rang out, and blood marks began to appear on the bodies of those ghost riders who had come back to life.

For a moment, even though there were only two of them, the knight and the nun did not lose out when facing the siege of many ghost riders.

However, these are all temporary, and a momentary outburst cannot get them out of trouble, because as long as they cannot escape from this space, they will need to constantly deal with these resurrected ghost riders, and even the most powerful ghost riders will be worn out to death by the wheel of battle.

The giant eye in the sky disappeared at some point, and the fluctuations of the battle became weaker and weaker. In the end, the knight and the nun did not escape from here.

In the outside world, the ghost riders of the Perfect Church were cleaning up the battlefield. Those ghost riders following the Knight Sisters had all been killed, and the evil ghosts they rode had also been imprisoned separately.

"Pope, what should we do next?" The gentleman came over. Last time, because he came to his senses and turned back in time, he was only put in solitary confinement for a few days and was not held accountable any further.

"Gather all these evil spirits. I will hold a grand sacrificial ceremony here and sacrifice all these evil spirits to my Lord."

The missionary continued, "As for the German Union and the Church of God, they dared to challenge the majesty of our Lord. We must make them pay the price and declare war on them directly."

The information about the middle-aged knight and the old nun is recorded here in the Perfect Church. They are from the German Union and the Church of God respectively.

"Yes!" The gentleman bowed his head and left. After what happened last time, he looked more and more like a qualified believer. Not long after, at the Renguo headquarters, Wang Xiaoming, who was in the laboratory, received a sacrifice from the Perfect Church. There were dozens of evil spirits, each with its own characteristics, which made him very satisfied.

"Hmm? There is one more message." Wang Xiaoming heard the missionary's prayer again, and he told him everything that had just happened.

"It's time to increase some combat power for the Perfect Church!" After listening to the prayer message, Wang Xiaoming thought about it for a while and made a decision, which was to help the ghost riders of the Perfect Church to control the evil spirits.

He had not provided the service of controlling evil spirits before because he believed that being a god should not be too cheap. Helping them suppress the revival of evil spirits was already good enough, and too much would be as bad as too little.

But now, the Perfect Church is in a rather dangerous situation and is in urgent need of improving its strength to overcome the current difficulties.

As for the target of promotion, they are the ghost riders who just fought. They have already proved their loyalty.

Afterwards, Wang Xiaoming selected some evil ghosts in the Wilderness of Knowledge, and then used the power of the Wilderness of Knowledge to send the evil ghosts directly to those ghost riders, allowing them to forcibly control the evil ghosts.

In Europe, people who were holding a sacrificial ceremony in the wilderness suddenly felt a flash before their eyes, and a tall figure appeared, emitting a dazzling light:

"Good, you deserve a reward!"

Except for the missionary, white flames began to emerge from the bodies of the remaining ghost handlers, and in the flames, a fierce ghost was being melted.

These ghost riders only felt their bodies warm, and unknowingly they were controlling a fierce ghost.

They didn't know how long it had passed, but when they woke up, they discovered something was different. They had actually controlled a fierce ghost out of thin air.

Among them, the gentleman was particularly surprised. At this moment, he became a top ghost rider who could control three evil ghosts.

For a moment, everyone's excitement was out of control, and they all used their ghost abilities to determine which ghost they were controlling.

After everything calmed down, under the leadership of the missionary, everyone prayed to the Lord of Perfection again.

But this time Wang Xiaoming ignored it and began to focus on supernatural research.

At the European German Union headquarters, inside the minister’s office, a group of people were standing.

There was only one old man with a white beard sitting behind the desk. After reading the information in his hand, he threw it at a young man standing in front of the desk and said angrily:
"You bastards, I really want to kick you back into your mother's belly. You can't even handle a small matter, and now you're making a big fuss."

The intelligence fell to the ground, revealing the information on which was written the news that the Perfect Church had declared war on the German Union and the Church of God.

The young man lowered his head and kept apologizing, but he still couldn't extinguish the anger of the old man with white beard. Finally, after being persuaded by others, the old man with white beard calmed down temporarily.

But when the topic of the Perfect Church declaring war was brought up, the office fell silent again. The main reason was that the Delian was facing internal and external troubles right now, and it would not be worth it to deal with a powerful Perfect Church.

Seeing that most people did not agree to conflict with the Perfect Church, Minister Whitebeard could not go on his own and finally decided to back off and confuse the public.

There will be no conflict with the Perfect Church for the time being, and at the same time, the news will be released that the middle-aged knight had actually secretly left the German League, and the German League was unaware of his impulsive behavior.

Snapped!
The luxurious wooden table in front of him was smashed to pieces by the huge force. An old man holding a cane said angrily:

"The German Union is a bunch of assholes. They were clearly the ones who organized and coordinated this operation. Now that something has gone wrong, they immediately deny any involvement. What disgusting politicians."

"Pope, please calm down!" A group of cardinals immediately stepped forward to comfort him.

"But what should we do now? We don't want to offend the German Alliance. After we lost Her Highness the Saint Sister..." A bishop hesitated to speak.

After losing dozens of ghost riders and two top ghost riders, they didn't want to fight anymore. Wouldn't it be better for them to just be their own bishops? What if they lost the fight?
Finally, after an hour of heated discussion, the Church of God decided to shrink its influence to avoid conflict with the Perfect Church.

The contraction of the two major forces resulted in the missionaries having the illusion that they were hitting nothing when they began to attack cities with great momentum. There was no resistance at all along the way, and the influence of the Perfect Church doubled directly.

But at the Renguo headquarters, Wang Xiaoming finally waited for Zhao Kaiming, only to see him dressed in dust and with a hint of tiredness on his face.

Originally, Zhao Kaiming was chosen to stay in Southeast Asia to deter foreign ghost riders. However, he later discovered the captain's evil ghost's conspiracy, so Zhao Kaiming received a new mission and began to kill humans who had been transformed into ghost slaves by the captain's evil ghost in Southeast Asia. Only now did he rush back to the headquarters.

"Professor!" Zhao Kaiming greeted weakly.

"Find a place to sit down first. Do you feel any changes in your body?"

Wang Xiaoming first used his spiritual vision to scan Zhao Kaiming up and down, and then he felt relieved after confirming that he just looked too tired.

Zhao Kaiming nodded: "I feel the evil spirit erosion, and it is still growing! And I found that the evil spirit erosion caused by using the evil spirit ability is getting more and more serious. Of course, it is still within my tolerance range at present."

Wang Xiaoming nodded. This was already within his expectations.

Next, he gave Zhao Kaiming some basic physical examinations, including a blood test for supernatural runes.

Then came a full-body examination. Wang Xiaoming once again took out the examination chamber that looked like a sleeping chamber and asked Zhao Kaiming to lie down in it.

After this series of tests, Wang Xiaoming finally had a comprehensive and in-depth understanding of Zhao Kaiming's current condition.

"The situation is not as bad as you imagined. It just so happens that I have some new insights these days that can help you improve your control." Wang Xiaoming said to Zhao Kaiming while packing up his experimental tools.

"Professor, rest assured," Zhao Kaiming stood up and said firmly, "I understand the importance of curse control. I will never back down at the critical moment."

"Well, go back and have a good rest today, and adjust your condition. Come to the laboratory to find me tomorrow, and we will conduct the second experiment of curse control."

Wang Xiaoming patted Zhao Kaiming on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Yeah!" Zhao Kaiming nodded, turned and left the laboratory.

After watching Zhao Kaiming leave, Wang Xiaoming began to deduce and test tomorrow's curse control experiment.

They also began to redesign the ritual formation to help control evil spirits, striving to make this experiment more perfect.

(End of this chapter)