Chapter 1133: Zhaimang is found

There was a sudden flash of light on the top of the mountain. The sudden light made the sun dim for a moment. The people watching below screamed in pain and covered their eyes.

Even so, they still felt themselves enveloped by the white light and couldn't help but shed tears.

A moment later, the huge explosion that followed was so loud that it hurt people's eardrums and their chests resonated. The windows of the cars parked in the distance were almost all shattered, causing many people to scream and bend down to dodge.

The believers in the central area of the explosion were the first to be hit. They were almost deafened by the intense light and sound, and then they were pushed hard by a strong airflow, and all of them tumbled to the ground.

On the side of the international investigation team, Duryuezi reacted the moment he was illuminated by the light. The field on his body expanded rapidly, covering himself and the members of the investigation team, thus protecting their area from subsequent air flow shocks.

At this time, he heard a rustling sound. Looking up, he saw that there were actually tiny cracks in the air above him, and various colors of light were seeping out from it.

This is because the surrounding ritual site suffered a strong impact, causing damage in an instant and then quickly healed, leading to this phenomenon.

This chaotic scene also caused an extreme discomfort to the people around, and the believers who fell to the ground couldn't help but let out painful howls.

Druyezi was the only person on the field who could ignore these changes. He looked towards the place where the two men collided, and the scene that came into his eyes made his heart skip a beat.

Chen Chuan held the Xuejun Sword in one hand and kept stretching his hand forward with the other. The aftermath of the light was slowly converging, and the strong airflow made his overalls and the red scarf on the handle of the sword flutter.

Opposite him, stood Samarruga. At this moment, the appearance of the Takru lion had completely disappeared, leaving only a huge, terrifying hole between the chest and abdomen of his tall body.

One could see the charred flesh and blood inside, with wisps of smoke rising out of it, and a platinum-colored light wrapped around it. Now, only muscles and alienated tissues remained on the edges of the chest and abdomen, barely supporting the body and not falling down.

His special power could indeed invalidate a certain amount of spiritual fire, but Chen Chuan's spiritual impact this time far exceeded his limit of endurance. Even with the blessing of the ritual, it could not stop it. The only thing that worked was that the ritual bound his body and absorbed some of his strength, which prevented him from being completely blown to pieces on the spot.

But even so, he lost his fighting ability, and the trauma he suffered was not limited to spiritual shock.

One could see the remaining spiritual fire in the rest of his body flickering, and there was actually a green light rippling inside.

Pure and spiritual light.

After just a breath, the remaining spiritual fire was completely suppressed, but the green light still existed and became stronger, spreading rapidly along the gaps in the body to other parts of the limbs. In just a moment, most of the alienated tissues in the body were infected by the pure spiritual light and were rapidly melting under this power.

After Chen Chuan noticed this change, he knew that he had no chance of survival, so he withdrew his hand and stood up straight. Under the pull of the field force, the scabbard automatically flew over from a distance. After he caught it, he put the sword back into the sheath.

After he left, Samarruga's breathing became rapid. He took a few steps back and wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, wisps of smoke came out of his mouth.

A moment later, a green flame gushed out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. At this moment, he finally could not stand and fell to the ground with his back facing up, making a dull sound when he hit the ground.

At this time, countless green lights were flickering on his body. Due to the blessing of the ritual and his own tenacious vitality, his alienated tissue was still growing tenaciously, but then it was quickly dissolved and disintegrated by the pure spiritual light. It was almost as if it was being tortured, and it kept twitching there.

At this time, everyone in the investigation team came to their senses. Seeing Samarruga lying on the ground in a miserable state, they were stunned for a moment.

It felt like the two parties just exchanged a few words, and then after a burst of sound and light, the man just lay down, so fast that it only took a blink of an eye.

Chen Chuan turned his head and said to them, "There is another space below. I will go there to take a look. You all just wait here."

He did not say anything to Duruezi, but the latter stayed where he was, not daring to move. He looked at Samarruga lying there, feeling very lucky that he surrendered early and did not hold on to the end, otherwise he would probably... Oh, no, he was not qualified to feel these things at all, and perhaps he would be relieved after a confrontation.

That would be such a pity, he couldn't bear to part with his property, his art collection, and even more so the implanted maid guards that he had spent a lot of money to build.

Chen Chuan walked along the colonnade towards the palace at the rear. After a few steps, he arrived at the fire pit. The light of truth flickering above it could now be seen more clearly.

He could feel that if this thing was guided by some spiritual power, it could form a fixed crack.

If you want to avoid this, the best thing to do is to destroy it.

It was just that when he came, he received a telegram from the first visiting group, and Group Leader Jiang asked him to be more restrained. Well, restrained, the subtext is actually to do only what should be done, and not to do unnecessary things, to avoid a greater conflict with the New Light Church, which would be a waste of help to the East Coast.

Although the first visiting group had no clear affiliation with them, he knew that important negotiations were going on there and some things did not need to be done too extreme, so he retracted his gaze, walked around here, and continued to move forward.

At this moment, there was a sound of flapping wings suddenly coming from the sky.

Then a common local robin flew over and landed on the eaves in front of him, revealing a humane look.

Chen Chuan naturally saw it as well, and he could tell at a glance that the bird was possessed by the divine image of the international criminal Walch, and now this person has been found again.

This person did not seem to have any anger or shame about the fact that his body was smashed before. Instead, he seemed to think it was very interesting and deliberately appeared in front of him again.

It showed off a few times, and when it saw that Chen Chuan had no intention of speaking or taking action, and was still walking forward with steady steps, it leaned forward and said to the person below, "I say, I heard that the Pope of the New Light Church is a 'saint'. You have done all these things, aren't you afraid that he will come looking for you?"

Chen Chuan replied without even looking up: "If I was worried about this, I wouldn't be here."

There is a balance in the world. The higher-level forces must be dealt with by those at higher levels. Otherwise, the world would have been in chaos long ago.

Moreover, it is doubtful whether the New Light Religion has the so-called "saints". If the predecessor of the New Light Religion is the Secret Religion, then it is possible. However, the New Light Religion does not have any concrete evidence to prove this, otherwise they would not be listed as a cult by countries around the world.

When Robin saw him walking past him, he jumped forward a few steps and chased after him, saying, "Even if the Pope of the New Light Church is not a true 'saint', he is at least a throne fighter. Aren't you really afraid?"

Chen Chuan glanced upwards and said, "Then let him come." After that, he walked into the palace gate.

In front of me was a long, smooth road paved with gorgeous tiles, the pillars were carved with exquisite patterns, and clear water flowed on both sides of the road.

When he reached the end, the closed bronze door in front of him twisted and deformed as he watched, and then opened to the sides with a harsh creaking sound, revealing a staircase leading down.

After he walked down the stairs, he saw a long corridor extending in front and behind. He judged that the one behind him should lead to the bottom of the fire pit, while the other seemed to lead to the back mountain, and there were not many traces of foot traffic on it.

He thought for a moment and decided to look behind him first, so he turned around and walked in. Along the way, he saw ritual symbols on the wall. They were actually independent secret patterns, each of which seemed to have its own function, and should be able to echo the large-scale ceremony outside.

Before it is enabled, the specific effect is not yet clear.

After walking through this corridor, he saw a row of long obsidian boxes placed in front of him, a total of twelve, and Skarsson was lying in one of them. Judging from the field emanating unconsciously, he still maintained a certain vitality.

His body was sealed with thick white ointment, with only the rough outlines of his face and body visible on the surface.

Chen Chuan walked closer and felt it, and found that this was actually a nutrient ointment that fighters could also absorb, which could allow the alienated tissue to absorb quickly. He glanced at the direction of Skarsson's arm, which was intact but looked a little thin. It should have grown again in the past few days.

Of course, these things were not given to him to absorb for nothing. If he guessed correctly, it was for the purpose of restoring him to perfection and then sacrificing him directly.

At this moment, as he watched, cracks appeared on the thick ointment, and then it shattered into dry pieces.

Skarsson's eyelids moved, and then he opened his eyes. He saw Chen Chuan immediately but didn't seem surprised at all. He asked, "Mr. Chen, what time is it now? How is the investigation going?"

Chen Chuan looked at him and could only say that this man really did not forget his duties and did not seem to care about his situation at all. He said, "Mr. Skarsson, it has been almost twelve days since you were imprisoned."

Skarsson was a little surprised. He felt his own condition and asked, "Why did they keep me for so long?"

Chen Chuan thought of a reason in his mind, but he did not say it out loud. Instead, he said, "They may have their own plans. You can only wait and see for yourself."

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(End of this chapter)

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