After Signing In For 20 years In The Mysterious World, I Have Become Omniscient And Omnipotent

Chapter 96: Cleaning

As the storm bishop Conil slowly narrated in a cold and emotionless voice, the temperature of Mrs. Hairou's whole body also dropped to freezing point, and it felt like the whole world had become colder.

She is not a fool, on the contrary, she is very smart, otherwise, she would not have forced Trixie to burst into primitive impulse, and would have corrupted the entire Church of Storms,

Just out of faith, Hairou has never doubted Amira, and she firmly believes that this angel of disaster, who is recorded in the doomsday scriptures and serves the goddess of doomsday, will pamper and protect his believers. When the oracle is completed, At the moment, the gift will follow,

Now Hai Rou finally understands,

In the eyes of the disaster angel Amira, she is just a pawn that can be discarded at will when she is useless. What kind of blessing, what kind of favor, what kind of gospel, is worthless in the face of interests.

Under the shining stars,

Hairou showed a desperate and poignant smile,

"I see, the 'Storm King' you believe in, the god who ordered the sky and the sea before the creation of the world, has already reached a tacit agreement with Lord Amira, oh no, that bitch Amira , we are all pawns, but the difference is that...you always know that you are a pawn, so you have been patient, and I have been kept in the dark from the beginning to the end.

Bishop of Storms Conil didn't have any waves on his face, "One of the reasons why I serve as the bishop of Rena Hodge, the capital of the ocean, is to clean up the Wind Blessed who have been corrupted by the witch. I have to say, you witch is really It's quite scary, not only did you use 'joy' to control most of the wind favored people, even the previous bishop was forced to death by you, but I'm not the previous bishop, if it wasn't for the great storm king, who acquiesced in the actions of the disaster angel , The Witch Sect has long been uprooted in the ocean capital Rena Hodge, "

At this moment, Mrs. Hairou's body has gradually become distorted,

After all, she was unwilling to die like this, and wanted to show an incomplete mythological form, forcing the Storm Bishop to retreat, even if she deformed into a monster from now on, after all, it is better to die than to live

But at this moment,

Kearney, the Bishop of Storms, took out a blue crystal bead, and the air around Mrs. Hazel instantly froze, imprisoning her in it forever, preventing the witch from displaying an incomplete mythical form.

"You, did you go back to the City of Storms a while ago just to get this magical item?"

Conil nodded, "It's called the Stealth of the Wind, and it's a seven-star magical item. It can exert the power of a controllable incomplete mythical creature, and freeze the air in a designated area. For you."

The look in Mrs. Hairou's eyes dimmed,

She already understood that no matter how hard she fought, she could not escape her established fate, because Lord Amira not only stopped protecting her, but pushed her into the abyss with her own hands.

"Conil, do you accept?"

"What?"

"Do you accept this fate, being at the mercy of the gods above you, becoming a pawn, letting their will determine your own destiny?"

"What do you want to say?"

"Conil, my Mr. Bishop, have you never doubted the god you believe in, the Storm King who is in charge of the sky, sea, and storm? Why did He reach a tacit understanding with the angel of the secret organization? Rena Hodge, the capital of the sea, was involved in the battle at the myth level and remained indifferent, and even issued an oracle to make you turn a blind eye to the active Witch Sect, have you never doubted this?"

Mrs. Hairou paused for a moment, and then said word by word: "You hate the secret organization so much, especially the witch who spread disasters and corrupted the wind bearer, but you have to bear it because of the will of the Storm King, don't you think that you are the one in your heart? Don't you feel dissatisfied at all?"

Storm Bishop Kearney was unmoved,

The expression on his face seems to be expressing a sentence, "I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice, and if you talk to me, who are you?"

After Mrs. Hairou finished speaking,

The Bishop of Storms, Conil, gave an even less disturbing answer:

"Gods have disputes at the level of gods, and angels have fights at the level of angels. I am just a bishop and a demigod. My personality and height determine that my vision is destined not to reach such a high level. What is it, and what is the purpose of letting the disaster angel come, I don’t know all of these, so why should I doubt the gods I believe in..."

Speaking of which,

Kearney paused for a moment before speaking again, "If you don't even believe in the gods you believe in to protect yourself, then who else can I trust..."

Mrs. Hairou showed a poignant smile,

She used to believe so firmly, believing that the disaster apocalypse, Amira, would bless her, bestow gifts on herself, and give herself the gospel, but in the end she became an abandoned child

Mrs. Hairou really wanted to use the joy she had brought to Kearney in the past few years to beg him to spare her life, but seeing the cruel look on the face of the Storm Bishop in front of her, she knew it was useless to do so. It was about to come, Madam Hairou suddenly said with emotion:

""I have lived for hundreds of years, brought joy to countless men, and made countless men fall in love, but I have never enjoyed the love I wanted. It is really a pity․ ......"

boom,

At this time, Kearney snapped his fingers, and the wind sword exploded in an instant, and even the beautiful and enchanting Mrs. Hai Rou disappeared.

This kind of scene also made the surrounding Wind Blessed and Witch Cultists shudder. In fact, when Conil started, they already felt that something was wrong. They wanted to escape from the Sea God Church, but the surrounding area was already surrounded by a "storm" The mysterious power of the way, the cage formed is imprisoned, and there is no way to escape.

At the same time (obtained),

Kearney also turned around slowly and said: "Bewitched by the witch's joy, indulged in desire, and deviated from the path revealed by the gods, the wind favored one will eventually face the punishment he deserves and spread disaster , the witch who uses joy as a weapon will also be torn apart by the storm"

A great purge began.

...sweet...

Naturally, the movement outside cannot be concealed from Azathoth in the sanctuary, divination, secret peeping, his thirteenth eye, he has many abilities to peep secretly,

And when she saw Amira treating Mrs. Hairou as an abandoned child and throwing it away without hesitation, her eyes couldn't help but narrowed.

"This is Amira's true face. This is the witch. Even her own believers and priests can be discarded at will. Falling in love with me? Investing in me? Hehe, these two reasons came from her mouth, I'm afraid there will be some discounts.