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Oren was skeptical, so he rushed to the wounded and carefully examined their gunshot wounds.

"No! This wound doesn't look like it was caused by the Guardian Gun, it's more like one of those imitation guns!"

Gianluca speculated, "Maybe the other party is deliberately trying to deny their identity?"

"That's not necessary." Oren shook his head. "If they were really one of us, there would be no need to try to hide the truth and confuse us. They're trying to trick us into thinking someone else is interfering!"

Gianluca thought it made sense and decided to take his men to catch up first.

What's more, even if the reformists took action, they might not be able to protect the fallen angels.

Mostima has become the focus of contention between the two sides, and he and others are fighting to protect the traditional concepts of Lateran!

Chen Xiu looked at the Sakotas who were following closely behind him and sighed softly, "Hey, I've already given you a chance."

The lead-gray clouds cracked at the top of the dense forest. The moment the three bullets penetrated the branches, the tip of Mastema's staff burst into blue ripples.

Subjective slow time spread out like a spider web in an instant, the brass bullet hovered in the air, and the rotating etching lines were clearly visible in the cracks of time, but no matter what, it could not move forward even half an inch.

The fallen angel girl's waist bent backward into a crescent shape, and her arrow-shaped tail deftly swept away a piece of broken leaves.

"You guys are really murderous. You actually aimed at the vital parts right from the start."

Mastema's eyelashes trembled as she chuckled softly, her fingertips brushing against the bullet's scorching trail as if stroking the strings of a guitar.

When the first bullet finally penetrated the afterimage she left behind, the real body of Miss Fallen Angel had already fallen to the ground.

Chen Xiu's plan was seen through by the other party, and no one knew what backup plan he had this time to deal with these guys behind him.

Suddenly, Chen Xiu jumped out from the dense forest ahead and shouted, "Mostima, run! I'll cover you!"

The smile on Xiao Mo's face froze and he was sweating profusely.

Good man! You ran out now, are you afraid that those Sakota behind you are not murderous enough?

"It's the Sarkaz! The Fallen Angels have made peace with the evil Sarkaz!"

"Damn it! This guy really betrayed Lateran! He betrayed the law!"

The angry roar sounded like the boom of a cannon, causing Mostima to run a little faster.

Could it be that this bastard Chen Xiu did this on purpose?!

Now, even if she didn't betray Rutland, she has no way to explain herself!

Sarkota really shouldn't have trusted the Sarkaz! This guy must be seeking revenge for that last time he jumped over the wall!

Oren was also stunned after seeing Chen Xiu. Mostimaco knew a lot about Lateran. If she was allowed to defect to Kazdel, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Everyone, today we will carry out the Lord's will and cleanse this land of filth! The fallen angel Mastema, who abandoned his halo and the law, became an unclean being, colluding with the Sarkaz."

"Her existence is a trampling on the dignity of the Holy City and a blasphemy against the bloodline of Sakota!"

Oren pulled out the guardian gun from his waist, shouted angrily, and stared at Mostima and Chen Xiu in front of him.

"Hold your weapons tightly, and let every bullet become the holy fire of judgment - we are not killers, but judges of order!"

"Use her blood to prove that Lateran law will not tolerate the slightest blasphemy, and the glory of Sakota will never be tarnished!"

The Sakotas drew out their guard guns and pointed them at Mostima or Chen Xiu and pulled the trigger.

The etched bullets tore through the air, carrying sympathetic anger and murderous intent, but at the moment they were about to penetrate Mostima's shattered light wings, all the guardian guns in the hands of Sakota suddenly emitted a sharp buzzing sound.

Oren's pupils suddenly shrank. He clearly saw that Gianluca's halo was shattering, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on the glass hit by a heavy hammer.

"No! This is impossible!" Gianluca staggered and covered his forehead. The bright white halo that was gentle in the past was now flickering wildly, and a sharp pain of torn flesh and bones came from the smooth corner of his forehead.

"Ahhh! My head, my skull is growing!!" A young Sakota fell to his knees, his hands tightly clasping the dark horns that were breaking through his skin. Behind him, a thorny demon tail pierced through his robe and stood upright.

Oren's Guardian Gun fell with a clang.

He reached up to his head, trembling, and frantically searched for a small mirror on his body.

The smooth mirror surface reflected his distorted face, and beneath the dim and broken halo was a face that only a devil could have.

“T-This is impossible! How could this happen!? How could this happen!? W-Why did I fall from heaven!? What law did I break? Oh my Lord—!!!”

At this moment, several shrill and terrified howls drowned out Oren's questions.

A scorching flame ignited from his fingertips, and the dazzling light shot up into the sky, burning several Sakota to ashes.

In just a few seconds, before Oren and Gianluca could even react, several of their companions were reduced to ashes before their eyes, as if they had suffered real divine punishment.

The Liberians retreated far to the side and watched all this in horror.

Everyone was talking and laughing not long ago, but a huge change destroyed everything and made everyone become strangers.

Mostima was even more stunned. She had never expected that so many fallen angels would suddenly appear.

What is even more puzzling is which law they accidentally broke?

It can't be because he attacked her and Chen Xiu, right?

Chapter 116 Mostima signs a letter of commitment to voluntarily give up salary (3K)

The one who pulled the trigger at Mastema was met with a fallen angel with horns and a tail.

Those who pulled the trigger on themselves were burned to ashes.

The outcome is obvious and the conclusion is unsurprising.

Chen Xiu felt that even if the Pope was assassinated, the outcome would not be so tragic.

"What's going on?" Mostima quickly came to Chen Xiu's side and asked, "Why did they suddenly fall from heaven?"

"You're asking me?" Chen Xiu pointed at himself and asked in surprise, "Isn't it only those who break the law who fall from heaven? Shouldn't we ask the Lord of Lateran about this?"

Mostima suddenly choked and didn't know what to say.

But her intuition told her that Chen Xiu must have something to do with this, but she didn't know what he had done.

Could it be that the law has really changed?

Now, if Sakota wants to kill the fallen angel, he will also fall from heaven?

What about the person who was burned to death just now? This kind of horrific scene is really the first time I have seen it.

It felt like it was comparable to the divine punishment described in the Lateran Canon, but what on earth had they done to make the Lord so angry?

Mostima felt that the reason was definitely not her own.

If it was because of Chen Xiu's words, it wouldn't make sense. After all, this guy had suddenly turned into Sakta before.

If he was truly the one chosen by the Lord, then Sakota, who wanted to kill him, was truly unlucky.

Compared to Mostima who was only shocked, Oren, Gianluca and others were completely desperate at this time.

They regarded themselves as judges, but were judged by the law when their emotions were at their highest. The mental blow caused by this was unimaginable.

The sunlight pierced into the forest like broken glass, but it could not illuminate the empty and dull eyes of the Sakotas.

His trembling fingers dug into the newly grown black horns on his forehead. Fine beads of blood trickled down through the gaps between his fingers, but he could not erase the fact that they had already grown.

Oren frantically tore at the scriptures he carried with him, and the yellowed pages made a rustling sound as they turned.

But he could not find any evidence to convince himself. His bloody nails left blasphemous marks on the scriptures, as if the devil was desecrating the sacred church books.

Gianluca knelt on the ground, his knees sunk deep into the rotten earth.

He folded his hands together, closed his eyes and prayed and confessed to the Lord, tears streaming down his face and his voice trembling, as he begged for the Lord's forgiveness.

Some people banged their horns against the rocks like crazy, some covered their heads with clothes and cried loudly, and some wanted to insert the barrel of the guardian gun into their open mouths.

Chen Xiu looked at them from a distance and was a little envious of the guard guns in these guys' hands.

Although they would not be of any use in the future, considering Mostima's feelings, he did not do Sarkaz's old job after all.

I feel that as a Sarkaz, my moral bottom line is a bit too high, and I am too out of tune with my fellow tribesmen.

Chen Xiu turned to look at Mostima and blackmailed him, "Remember, you now owe me seventeen Guardian Guns."

Mostima almost bit her tongue, but after seeing Chen Xiu's eyes, she understood what he meant.

It would be a huge loss to accept this debt. How much would seventeen guardian guns cost?

But if she didn't admit it, she didn't want to forcibly seize someone else's Guardian Gun.

Now, the stubborn one has become blocked at both ends.

This bastard Chen Xiu, could it be that he also wants me to work for him for free?

After thinking about Arturo and Gertrude who had already voluntarily given up their wages, Mostima felt that it was finally his turn.

But it doesn’t matter. I will be stationed in Penguin Logistics for a period of time anyway.

"Oh my, Mr. Xiu, are you going to make me sign a contract to sell myself? The bill for seventeen guardian guns seems to be enough to tie me to your side for a long time. You really are calculating~"

The fallen angel girl smiled brightly like the sun, and her smile made it impossible to see what she was really thinking.

"How can you say it's a plot?" Chen Xiu said with a smile, "I just want you to stay with me for a while longer."

Regarding the debt for the seventeen guard guns, the two did not sign any paper IOU.

This account sounds like a joke, but in fact it seems serious.

"Let's go. The Queen's Voice will be gathering around soon."

Chen Xiu greeted casually, and Mostima quickly followed his moving figure.

The two quickly reunited with Texas, who was responsible for the response, but the blockade of the Queen's Voice had not yet been in place.

"Oh my goodness! So many fallen angels suddenly appeared! This is going to give old Evangelista XI a headache, hahahaha!"

The emperor stood on a tree branch and watched the whole show through a telescope.

He can now confirm that this kid Chen Xiu definitely has a connection with the host, but he doesn't know how he did it.

Although he was very curious about this, there was nothing he could do if Chen Xiu was determined not to tell him.

Otherwise, next time, why not find an opportunity to get him drunk and see if you can pry something out of him?

Given the current situation, it would be too easy to set up a trap for him!

The emperor was eager to try it out, feeling that this was something that could be done.

When Loris and Begle arrived, the only ones left at the scene were a group of mentally broken Sakota and a group of bewildered Liberi.

Loris really didn't expect that the Lateran people would be defeated so quickly.

What he didn't expect was that some terrible changes had occurred to these Sakotas, and he didn't know whether it would cause any diplomatic incidents.

After all, Gianluca is Lateran's diplomatic envoy to Letania.

Begler ordered his men to provide aid to the wounded in Lateran, then came to Loris and asked, "Captain, what should we do next?"

"Continue the blockade and search," Loris replied calmly. "Lethania is our territory. Unless these guys can grow wings and fly, we will catch them sooner or later."

At the same time, at the checkpoint in the northern part of the Lupokan Region, the Penguin Emperor entered the checkpoint.

Gertrude rolled down the car window and, with a stern face, handed a piece of ID to the soldier in the sentry box.

He looked at the picture of Texas on the ID, then at Gertrude.

Gertrude's hands, hidden under the car window, clenched slightly, and her wolf tail straightened.

Although Chen Xiu said that this method could get away with it, she still felt it was not very reliable.

Soldier Caprini looked at it several times before hesitantly asking, "Is this photo of you?"

"It's me," Gertrude replied calmly. "I took this photo a few years ago when I was still very thin."

Soldier Caprini took a closer look and felt that Gertrude was indeed more mature than in the photo, which made sense.

Inside the carriage, Arturo gently plucked the strings, silently suppressing the Caprini soldier's idea of ​​calling the captain.

"No problem, go ahead."

Soldier Caprini handed back his ID and pressed a button to open the gate ahead.

Gertrude breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly drove through the checkpoint, leaving the Lupokan area and continuing north.

It was not until late at night that Chen Xiu, Texas and Mostima, who had temporarily left the team, finally caught up.