God-level Delivery Man from Ten Thousand Realms

Suddenly, the crowd screamed and fled in panic.

In the car, Mike shouted at the driver anxiously:

"Rush over!"

"No, stop."

Jiang Fan suddenly spoke.

At the same time, the eyes seemed to have seen the sky through the roof of the car.

As Jiang Fan spoke, six people in dark cloaks floated slowly in the sky.

These six human bodies are of different shapes, and they look like there are males and females, but they are all embroidered with an inverted pentagram on their cloaks!

When he saw this sign, Mike suddenly opened his eyes:

"Dark Council?! How dare they come!"

He had just spoken, and the leading man had lifted his hood, revealing a thin and old face.

It's just that his face doesn't have the kindness unique to old people, but is full of gloom and cunning. On his forehead, there is a black spar inlaid!

"Cleveland!!"

Mike suddenly exclaimed!

He never dreamed that the one who ambushed them would actually be the upper member of the Dark Council, Cleveland, who has a nineteenth limit!

Coupled with the different breaths behind him, but they are all subordinates of the Grand Master's strength, Mike has only one thought in his mind, it's over!

On the other hand, Cleveland smiled gloomily, raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Fan's side:

"Kill them!"

Several men behind him laughed wildly at the same time, and suddenly rushed towards the car!

However, the next moment, Jiang Fan's low laughter suddenly sounded in the car!

"act recklessly!"

"Holy Light!"

"boom!!!"

In the sky, six huge beams of light with a diameter of three meters suddenly fell. This beam of light was so mighty, like a **** of punishment, and instantly blasted onto Cleveland and the others!

"Not good!! Escape!!"

Cleveland suddenly let out a scream of horror!

However, he hadn't waited to turn around before he was completely enveloped by the Holy Light!

"Boom!!!"

The rich holy light exploded, and except for Cleveland, the other five people had all turned into flying ashes!

And the spar on Cleveland's forehead shattered, and the whole person was almost burned into coke by the scorching light, leaving only a breath!

The old guy looked at the car incredulously, trembling all over, and reluctantly spoke:

"Yes, who is it, is Barkley here?"

"what?"

Jiang Fan in the car was slightly surprised. It seems that the spar on the old guy’s forehead is very unusual. He can actually block his own attack, but it’s good to ask what it is and give it to Curtis in the future. Also prepare one.

However, unlike Jiang Fan's surprise, Mike and others were stunned in shock!

The Holy Light gave the six masters who came to ambush all the seconds, including a high-ranking member of Congress, Cleveland!

The strength of Jiang Fan, a saint, is simply terrifying!

No wonder the Chief Cronus didn't order a guard when he came by himself!

This kind of awesome, how can we still need others to protect!

But he reacted immediately and looked out of the car abruptly:

"Lambs of my lord, the attackers just now are all believers of the devil. The saints have already taken action to wipe out their sins. You can rest assured!"

The shocked crowd responded, all knelt on the ground religiously, chanting hymns one after another.

At the same time, Jiang Fan actually felt a very peculiar energy in the midst of it, and it was actually gathering towards him.

"The power of faith?"

Jiang Fan was startled slightly. The last time he entered the X-Men world, he had felt this kind of power. The system also said that he could use this kind of energy to become a false god, but he refused without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, this time, I actually felt it in the real world.

Jiang Fan is not at all interested in becoming a false god, what he loves most is to grab a false **** and wipe his neck to let blood!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile, and he was about to tell Mike to keep going, but at this moment, a thought suddenly flashed, and Jiang Fan's smile suddenly froze on his face!

Mike turned his head:

"Mr. Jiang, no, under the crown of saints, shall we move on or?"

Jiang Fan's eyes moved slightly and smiled:

"Someone locks Cleveland, let's move on."

"Yes, under the crown!"

The car was back on the road, and on the rooftop of a far away building, a man with a gloomy look finally took his gaze back.

His figure is unusually tall, full of majestic aura, and his bare arms are covered with a large number of weird symbols. This person is the deputy speaker of the Dark Council, Lucas!

Beside him, a dark wizard who was so skinny that there was almost no skeleton left, said softly:

"My lord, Cleveland has failed."

Lucas nodded:

"Well, there is a problem with the intelligence, I didn't expect this Jiang Fan to be so tyrannical!"

"My lord, do you want me to keep doing it?"

"It's unnecessary. The ambush just now must have alarmed Gustav and the others. In accordance with the Speaker's order this time, our first priority is to test the Pope. Jiang Fan is not indispensable."

"Understood."

"Get ready, after the canonization, we will do it again, besides, what happened to the one under the Pantheon?"

"Already negotiated."

The dark wizard Jiejie laughed strangely:

"Speaking of it, it is really the blessing of the dark god. I didn't expect that we just came to the city of seven hills, and we actually felt the breath of that one!"

"At first, we all thought that he was expelled back to **** a thousand years ago, but we didn't expect that he would be suppressed under the Pantheon!"

"My lord, he hates the Council of Illumination to death. With his help, this time, not only can he test out the pope, but also kill him!"

"At that time, no one in the world will be an opponent of the Speaker, and we will definitely..."

The dark mage chattered endlessly, but Lucas spoke coldly:

"Don't think too much! He has been suppressed for so many years, and there is still a bit of strength left. No one can say that, but during the canonization period, the Big Three will inevitably gather in the temple. We have a chance to help him. Charge it...Are things ready?"

"Of course, my lord, please see."

As the dark mage spoke, he had already taken out a clay pot covered with charms.

The moment this thing appeared, the surrounding temperature dropped a full dozen degrees in an instant, and even a layer of frost formed on the ground of the rooftop.

At the same time, countless stern and terrible howls faintly sounded in the clay pot.

"My lord, these are the souls of the most pious believers of the God of Light, but they have been twisted and tortured to the extreme by us, and they are the best tonic!"

"very good."

The corner of Lucas's mouth finally raised a smile:

"With such ample supplement, how can he contain the Pope, and I can finally have fun with Gustav!"

While talking, he subconsciously touched the position of his collarbone, where there was a scar that radiated like an explosion!

"Gustav, don't let me down!"