Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

After chanting a string of incantations in his mouth, the little cross once again emitted an extremely dazzling golden light, directly illuminating the already dim street.

The light immediately pierced Old Robert and the crowd raised their hands to cover up, and exclaimed: "What are you doing Marbury! What kind of light is this!?"

"Of course this is the divine light of the great Lord!"

Seeing Robert and the others were pushed back by the Holy Light for a few steps, Marbury couldn't help standing up and laughing arrogantly.

The cross in his hand is raised higher, and the light shines more and more with his laughter, "Robel, this is your punishment for blocking the emissary! Enjoy it all!"

When his voice fell, Robert and the crowd suddenly wailed one after another.

Obviously, this so-called holy light is more than just dazzling.

It even penetrated their clothes, like thin and sharp needles, directly piercing their skin, causing a series of great pain!

This, how does this look like a divine light, and how can there be a divine light that makes people painful!

Thinking of this, Old Robert shook his heart suddenly, gritted his teeth and held it back, stretched out his hand and stroked his waist, and drew out the six-shot revolver he was wearing with him.

There was a bang directly into the sky, and then he shouted: "Give me all! Take down Marbury the Insurgent!"

"……Yes!"

The guards got the order and immediately raised their shields, rushing towards Marbury and the priests with a big drink.

There was an instant melee on Victory Avenue.

However, under the weakening of Marbury's Cross of Light, the city-state guards on Robert's side soon felt powerless.

The suffering burned by the Holy Light made them weaker.

However, just when the situation fell into a stalemate.

"boom!!--"

It was deafening, and a loud noise that even shook the heavens and the earth for a few minutes, suddenly came from the direction of the north of the city.

Immediately afterwards, a group of red light, as red as a fire, suddenly surging from the source of the loud noise, rushed straight to the clouds, and dyed the sunset that has not yet dispersed into a blood-like color...

However, this shock inexplicably shocked the voice that had been bewitching and manipulating Marbury's consciousness.

It made him suddenly regained his senses, could not help but fix his eyes, subconsciously side his eyes, looking at the fire cloud.

But this look made him guilty, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

That, the direction of that Huoyun...

Isn't it the direction of their Los Cathedral? !

Yes, who is such a big list that dared to burn his Los Cathedral? !

Right now, Marbury didn't care about any vampires, so he hurriedly took the cross and led a group of priests to rush back in the direction of the cathedral.

However, before this took a few steps, there were a few horrified exclamations from the team.

"God... what, what is that!?"

"Then, isn't that the legendary, holy angel?!..."

Hearing this, Marbury was startled and couldn't help raising his eyes again, looking at the flame.

Sure enough, I saw a pure white body that looked like a human figure, manipulating a magic circle glowing with golden light, firing flames continuously towards the Cathedral of Los Angeles.

And a pair of huge white feather wings behind the humanoid, as well as the pale golden light above his head, and even the golden brilliance that surrounds him...

Are telling Marbury tangibly.

This so-called arsonist.

It is the "god" they worship.