One thousand two hundred and sixty-five: Got slapped in the face in the blink of an eye!
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He pointed to the ripples left on the water by the passing ship and asked, "But will these ripples also be eliminated?"
Matthew hesitated for a moment and replied: "That's not clear, but it probably won't be because the magic scroll covers only ships."
Not long after, the sky outside disappeared in vain, and the cabin suddenly became dark.
They entered the cave...
Yan Wan rolled his eyes and asked the question again: "Why does the Holy See have to get rid of this dragon this time? I heard that it seems to have always been honest and has not gone out to harm anyone."
"Forehead……"
Facing this question, Matthew showed a rare seriousness on his face and hesitated for a long time.
When he came into contact with Yan Wan's curious eyes, he was finally defeated and said with a wry smile: "As an exorcist, you should have heard how tragic the battle was.
The door to hell was broken, and the key was divided into three parts. Two parts were kept at the headquarters of the Exorcist Guild and our Holy See. The remaining one was missing and has never been traced.
We recently found out that the key seems to be in the dragon's lair. It is precisely because of the remaining power in the key that it has grown from a young dragon to this level in just one hundred years.
So the purpose of coming here this time is to get rid of the evil dragon and retrieve the key to the gate of hell to completely seal it to prevent the devil from invading the world again. "
This answer made Yan Wang puzzled. You know the demon invasion is so serious. Why didn't Mao just find a few masters to kill the dragon with three strikes?
It has to be done like this, hiding and hiding like rats in the ditch. That's what he thought, so he naturally asked.
Regarding this question, Matthew's answer made him murmur in his heart.
He said: "Because the original Hell Legion was not completely wiped out. They scattered and hid, and they have been causing trouble over the years, trying to open the door to hell and attract Murphy's Hell Legion here again.
That's why we acted secretly this time, trying not to let the wind out, lest those guys come over and snatch the key fragment away. "
After hearing this, Yan Wan nodded thoughtfully in agreement.
His head began to spin rapidly. Sure enough, there were remnants of demons, and these guys were not weak, otherwise the Holy See would not have been so cautious.
Maybe we should find a way to contact this force? Let's take a look at their specific strengths. Can they help him complete this mission?
Of course, if they are of no use, don't blame Yan Wan for selling them and using them as capital for promotion.
Yan Wan has great experience in selling teammates.
Matthew smiled and said, "We'll be at the exit soon, and we'll be ready to disembark then. We can just watch from behind."
Yan Wan untied the iron pot from his waist, poured a sip of mellow wine into his mouth, and said with a click of his tongue, "I hope everything goes well with the plan. I promised Thor that I would take the three of them back safely."
"You won't break your promise." Matthew replied with a smile.
In a normal plot, if Matthew is not the protagonist, then the bragging he is doing right now is like standing up and being slapped in the face in the blink of an eye.
For example... right now.
Boom! !
There was a violent shaking in the cabin, followed by a long and low groan, and a violent hurricane mixed with hot flames instantly enveloped the ship.
The timing is just right.
Just when they drove into the cave, ten meters away from the shore.
This distance is really too subtle. To say it was a coincidence...is a bit unrealistic.
Perhaps, the dragon must have known about it for a long time, so it ambush here in advance?
"Is this what you said, just take a look?"
Although the cabin has been shaking violently, and the hot flames have quickly raised the surrounding temperature to a terrifying level, Yan Wan's sitting posture is still as stable as an old dog, not moving at all, as if his butt is stuck to the floor.
Matthew, on the other hand, is older and looks like an old man who is half buried in the earth.
However, the book "God Has Pity on the World" in this guy's hand emitted a circle of milky white and soft light, holding him in the air and isolating the hot air around him.
Yan Huan waved his hand to block the fallen wooden beam, raised his head and looked at the shore not far away, directed at the evil dragon that breathed flames here, and asked: "Didn't you say that some kind of magic can make other things see?" Can’t we? What about now?”
"..." Matthew's face was slapped hard, and the slap came so quickly that he was caught off guard.
However, he still couldn't figure it out. This operation was so careful. He didn't even tell the Exorcist Guild the purpose at the beginning. How could it be leaked?
Moreover, with the blessing of the divine scroll, it was impossible for the evil dragon to see any flaws. This dragon looks like it has been ambush here for a long time.
unless……
Yan Huan chuckled and interrupted his thoughts: "You people in the Holy See have those monsters working inside. Maybe the devils noticed your purpose when you were on your way. But in any case, this matter has nothing to do with us. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com ”
Yan Wan actually felt in his heart that this kind of thing was probably just a coincidence. Maybe the evil dragon was drinking water by the river and happened to see the water surface being sunken and rippled. He felt something was wrong, so he tried to spit out flames.
After all, Matthew also said that the magic scroll only covers the ship, but cannot cover up traces such as ripples and ripples. The Holy See ship carried a lot of heavy weapons, so the waterline of the ship was very deep and the traces were really obvious.
But even if he had this idea, would Yan Wan say it out loud?
There's no benefit in saying it.
It's better to take this opportunity to dig a hole and play a casual game.
Maybe it will come in handy later.
Matthew subconsciously retorted: "...impossible. We are all God's people and the most devout believers. And we all disguised our identities on the road."
"You are a devout believer, but others may not. Can you see their thoughts?" Yan Wang curled his lips and said dismissively.
"As for identity, you knights, even if you change your skin, the aura unique to the Holy See is still very obvious."
Pious?
Only idiots believe this stuff.
Compared with illusory bullshit gods, most people still think that the real money and silver in front of them is more real.
Matthew murmured: "But, there are no more than ten people who know about this operation... These people will receive the baptism of God every year. Even if he can hide it from us, he can't hide it from God."
"Who said that?" Yan Wang looked at Matthew's confident face and laughed loudly. In his confused expression, he said calmly: "I can think of many ways to avoid the so-called baptism you talk about."
Matthew asked: "For example?"
Yan Wan boldly imagined: "For example, put an extra soul in the body. The one who receives the baptism is his pious soul, but the one who usually dominates the body is another soul, similar to this method.