Chapter 3345 One Bite After Another

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Watching the angel leave, the entire Holy See Hill was extremely silent. The atmosphere that had finally cheered up just now fell into depression again.

Where to go next, no one knows, most people's eyes are filled with confusion.

"Hey, you bad guy." The little fox tugged at my clothes from behind.

"What are you doing? I've tried my best. Don't embarrass me at this time and let me encourage people again. At least wait for a while until everyone calms down."

Not only were the others greatly devastated, but even I couldn't keep up my spirits. The important information that Ugel gave us last before he left, and the two paths he pointed out, after thinking about it, clearly gave us an unsolvable path. difficult problem.

How to eliminate the resentful soul's rejection of angels? Are you going to tell them the truth? Please, if I can do this, if I can communicate with those resentful souls who have completely lost their minds, why don't I just use the mouth cannon skill + the tiger body shock, maybe I can convince them and save them with my mouth alone.

As for the second way, where do you want us to find a super strong person with four-wing level strength and divine attributes besides angels? nonexistent.

Going back and forth between the two roads, unable to find any exit, I reached an impasse and began to cry with my head in my hands, and even had very negative thoughts.

Simply, let’s not wait for the novice protection period to end. The Seven Giants came here in person to persuade us to quit. Now we can just return to the Dark Continent. After all, with the current strength of the alliance, wanting to take root in the hell world is a whimsical thing. It is like letting a The rabbit has established a base among the wolves. If it were not for the five-year protection period, we would have been bombarded by the Big Seven and nothing would be left.

"Hey, I said, bad guy!" The little fox pulled my clothes reluctantly, as if he wanted to say something important.

"Can't you pity your distressed and helpless husband?" I turned around helplessly.

"I think... you don't have time to be pitiful now." The little fox used an unexpectedly serious tone, his eyes fell into the distance, and he was extremely solemn.

Following her gaze, the dark energy that had just been entangled with Ugel was like a carpet moving and extending on the ground, spreading towards the Holy See Mountain.

At this moment, there is only a capital MMP left in my heart, and I don’t know whether to take it seriously or not.

Those resentful spirits were attracted by Ugel, and seemed to have discovered the Holy See Mountain hidden in the mountains and valleys.

Do you blame Ugel for being the party leading the way? There was nothing it could do about the situation at that time. Could it be that it was just running somewhere else, waiting to fall into the pockets of the Big Seven?

Moreover, Wu Geer tried his best to help us, even using a powerful magic circle like the Great Seal. This is a forbidden angelic technique that is enough to cost a four-winged man his life.

In the end, he was cursed and almost died. Therefore, even if Ugel failed, we have to remember this great favor. Fortunately, he held on to his life in the end. If he died here, it would not be unkind. The question is, what are the consequences of losing a deputy commander in Heaven? Can you imagine what kind of shock would be caused if one of the Seven Giants was killed?

Assuming that Wugel really fell, I am afraid that the current delicate balance will be broken immediately. The hell clan will most likely take this opportunity to launch a general attack. After all, the alliance is constantly rising and uniting the power of more races. , if time drags on, it will be even more detrimental to the hell world.

Therefore, there is really no way to blame Ugel. He did not contribute? He's working hard, okay? Is he leading the way? If he doesn't lead the way and falls here, the situation will only get worse.

So, is it my fault?

"Why are you still dazed? You big idiot, think of a solution." The little fox was angry and the fox swung its tail. Instead of its lower abdomen, it jumped up and slapped me directly in the face.

The tip of the furry tail was gently wiped from the mouth.

If it were not a critical moment, I would definitely say to her in a serious and gentlemanly manner - please do it again... no, a hundred times.

I woke up feeling comfortable and itchy. I took a few glances and felt a little at peace.

"Don't worry too much. The resentful spirit is not very fast. We should be able to get rid of it."

"Then you're so quick to throw it away, why don't you want to wait until it gets closer and then play hide-and-seek?"

"Yes, yes, Lord Tianhu, I will do as I please immediately." Knowing that the little fox taught me the right lesson, I nodded quickly, and with a thought, I connected to a Christmas tree not far away that had an incompatible painting style.

Oh no, it's a combination of poisonous flower vine and oak wise man.

Nowadays, they have completely replaced the crystal trees of the year and have become the AI ​​system of the Holy See Mountain.

Originally, only the little ghost who was the heiress of the Saint could drive the Holy See Mountain, but through the AI ​​system, I can now do it. Of course, the authority is definitely not as good as that of the little ghost. Some core functions still need to be used by the little ghost himself.

There is no problem in moving the Holy See Mountain.

There was a roar and dust billowed.

Hidden among the mountains, the huge Holy See Mountain looks like a sleeping dragon. It trembles slightly, as if it has opened its eyes. The countless anti-gravity magic arrays engraved on the hull of the ship seem to be composed of thousands of gears. Like a precision pocket watch, it started to operate and emitted a faint light.

The hull of the ship left the ground little by little and floated. The Holy See Mountain, which had been silent for a long time, finally started to move again.

Well, it actually didn’t take that long. The little ghost likes to go boating when he has nothing to do. When he is awake, he drives the Holy See Mountain for a few laps in Hell Mountain every three days. When the mood strikes, he even drifts. Thanks to When the Demon King Village was originally built, arrangements were made to prevent the Demon King Village from being damaged due to the earthquake in the Holy See Mountain. Otherwise, the little ghost would play like this and the villagers inside would vomit all last night's dinner on the floor.

Controlled only by the AI ​​​​system, the Holy See Mountain moves slowly. I have personally seen the little ghost who is already very familiar with it. It can make the Holy See Mountain levitate in one second, and accelerate the Holy See Mountain to 60 yards in three seconds. It’s too much to say. It was full of tears.

I don’t know why, when I think of the little ghost Zongzong, the worries in my heart suddenly dissipate a lot. It seems that no matter how difficult it is, it can’t coax this little ghost to be happy and listen to the words. It’s so difficult. So important.

Half a minute later, the Holy See Mountain finally began to accelerate and slowly drove towards the depths of Hell Mountain. At this time, the other demon kings who were in panic and sluggishness also woke up from the movement of the Holy See Mountain. They first wondered why they were suddenly moving. Lao Lao, and then soon discovered the approach of the resentful spirit, and his expression changed again and again.

"Everyone, calm down, meow." As a little angel in the Green Forest Bar, Fini felt that at this time, she must use her popularity and charm to say something and do something for her cousin, meow.

She raised and waved her arms vigorously to attract as much attention as possible, and then explained to everyone with a deep and confident expression of an old scholar.

"The Holy See Mountain moves faster than the resentful soul. There is absolutely no need to worry about it catching up."

I:"……"

I was poisoned by a certain immortal-level person. What should I do? I'm waiting online. I'm really in a hurry.

In any case, Holy See Mountain finally started to move, faster and faster. Seeing the approaching resentful souls, they began to distance themselves bit by bit, and in a complex geographical environment like Hell Mountain, it was easy to hide and seek. It's very good. If the resentful soul doesn't have a hide-and-seek professional level eight, even if it's faster than the Holy See Mountain, it's absolutely impossible to catch up.

Uh...it seems like I gave myself a sip of poisoned milk. Am I really a man?

The Holy See Mountain shuttled through the mountains, reaching its fastest speed. Soon, the resentful soul behind it was blocked by the mountains and disappeared from sight. Seeing this scene, everyone has been paying close attention since Wugel's failure. The tense nerves finally got a moment of relief and respite at this moment.

"Everyone." I clapped my palms and shouted: "It's useless to stand here. Let's go back and rest first. Even if we fail, we won't be harassed by the resentful spirits for a while. Maybe By then, we will have thought of a better strategy, and even if you don’t believe me, you should still believe in the wisdom of Great Elder Akara and Lord Raphael, right?”

Obviously, the credibility of Akara and Raphael is much better than that of my pseudo-savior. When these two wise men were mentioned, everyone nodded, the pessimism on their faces faded again, and even put on the look of hope again.

Yes, even if it fails this time, it is not the time to be pessimistic and desperate.

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