It All Starts with the Wizard

Where Roman's figure passed, the monsters who dared to rush up seemed to be unplugged, and all fell to the ground.

The gray-white resentful souls were stripped from the monster's body, and turned into yin winds that were swallowed by the black shadow behind Roman. With almost no effort, Roman came to the bottom of the Tower of Flesh and stood in front of the figure.

The figure still hangs its head, its short golden hair stands like steel needles, and the black priest's clothes on his body are tightly supported by strong muscles, giving a sense of weight and strength.

"It's been a long time, Father Alexander Anderson."

The smile on the corners of Roman's constricted mouth could not hear the slightest emotion in his tone.

Hearing Roman's words, Father Anderson didn't say anything, he still hung his head, sitting there like a dead person.

Roman looked behind him, and a dark red tentacle with the thickness of an arm stretched out from the Tower of Flesh and pierced the back of Anderson's head.

"Hehe, you who dedicated everything to the gods are now being manipulated by this kind of thing. It's really sad to be a believer in Suma."

With a hint of sarcasm in Roman's tone, he looked up at the tower of flesh and blood in front of him, and continued to mutter to himself:

"This thing, isn't it the so-called God of Suma? In this way, you are truly a servant of God, and you are considered lucky. Then, where is the so-called person who covets the world? Is it the pope? Or is it in this tower of flesh and blood?"

As Roman said, his right hand suddenly burst into flames, and the black flames rose into the sky, almost three meters high.

"Although I have no prejudice against the church, whether you preach love and peace as you seem to be on the surface, or do these terrible human experiments in secret.

To be honest, it has nothing to do with me, but there is no way, who made you just become my mission target, since you refuse to come out, then I will destroy the tower and pull you out of it! "

When Roman entered this Exham Abbey, he used his mental power to scan the entire cave, but there was nothing alive except Anderson and the group of monsters.

Anderson is Roman's old friend. This guy is a stubborn lunatic, and looking at his current fate, he is obviously a victim of the dark side of the church. It is obviously impossible to be the so-called covetous person.

The Pope, although there is also a big suspicion, but in view of the current situation, Roman has not listed him as a target for the time being, because if the person looking for is the Pope, there is no need to spend so much effort to find the monastery, so there is a high probability. There are others.

And when Roman's mental power carefully scanned the tower of flesh and blood, he unexpectedly discovered that there was an extremely powerful soul inside the tower of flesh and blood.

This soul hides well, and it obviously also has a strong control over mental power, almost completely concealing its own breath.

So that Roman didn't even find it during the first scan, but after Roman carefully scanned it again, he still found some clues by relying on his keen mental power.

But this guy didn't seem to have any intention to come out, so Roman didn't bother to ink with it, and simply prepared to do it directly, ruining the tower of flesh and blood, and forcing this guy out.

However, at the moment when the black flames rose, Roman keenly noticed that something was wrong, an extremely pure sacred power actually radiated from the tower, and then followed the tentacles into the back of Anderson's head.

"kindness?"

Roman immediately lowered his head to look at Anderson, and saw that his short golden hair was turning white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the priest's uniform behind him was consumed by the golden-red flames that rose instantly.

A ring of condensed flames rose from behind him, and at the same time, Anderson's head was slowly raised, and a flame cross pattern on the center of his eyebrows was shining.

At this time, Roman finally saw his appearance. It was basically the same as before, but there were no pupils in his eye sockets. Instead, there were honeycomb debris left behind after being burned by the flames.

After Anderson stood up, he was even taller than before. His forehead was violently blue, and his entire face seemed to be distorted, extremely hideous.

With his mouth wide open, a scorching steam gushes from his mouth, and a tyrannical roar echoes throughout the cave.

"Haha, it's so pathetic."

The hot air blows the ends of Roman's hair, but Roman is not afraid at all. Instead, he takes a step forward and slightly raises his head to look up at this old opponent, his eyes cold and murderous intent.

The air seemed to be quiet for a moment, and then Roman and Anderson shot at the same time. At this moment, time seemed to have returned to when the two first fought in the sunset forest, but this time, the situation of the two was completely different.

Hearing an inhuman roar from Anderson, two sharp silver knives slid down from the cuffs, and then he snatched them into his hands.

At the same time, Sheng Yan immediately clung to him, only to hear two "swishes", two lines of fire appeared out of thin air, and crossed towards Roman.

Roman snorted coldly, and the black wind wall roared up, stopping Anderson's slash at the moment of his death. At the same time, Roman's right hand was pointed into a knife, and a black electric light ran at his fingertips.

Then Roman narrowed his eyes, his mental power keenly caught the gap in Anderson's attack, and the knife with his right finger pierced out without hesitation.

"Hey!"

A trace of hot blood splashed out, and Roman's right hand directly pierced Anderson's chest. In the palm of his hand, a heart that was still beating strongly was being held in his hand.

The hideousness on Anderson's face gradually faded, he lowered his head and looked at his chest with eyes that had already lost sight.

"Go with peace of mind~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Remember in your next life, stop believing in religion, and you must always control your life."

Roman whispered softly, then his right hand slammed hard, and Anderson's heart suddenly turned to ashes.

At the same time, the Silmos spar in Roman's Sea of ​​Consciousness turned, and the rune Ainz engraved on it suddenly lit up, and the spiritual force turned into a sharp arrow, aimed at the location of the soul, and pierced back suddenly.

"what!"

A painful scream suddenly sounded, and then the entire Tower of Flesh shook violently.

At the same time, the Pope, who was flying rapidly in the sky toward the Holy Land, suddenly changed his complexion. The sacred flames around him suddenly became indeterminate, and his flight trajectory became a little erratic, which seemed to be greatly affected.

Fortunately, the pope stabilized his figure again soon, but at the moment his old face was full of gloom, his eyes fixed on the direction of the Holy Land like a falcon, and then turned into a line of fire again, at a faster speed. Disappeared in the wilderness.

Roman looked at the swaying Tower of Flesh in front of him, a cold smile flicked across his mouth, and Anderson lay softly on the ground under his feet.

Before he died, Anderson seemed to have finally recovered some consciousness. He slowly put his hand into the priest's uniform on his chest, and took out a thick paper book with a hole through it. It was the one he had been carrying with him all the time. Gospel of the sun.

Anderson put the book on his chest with difficulty, then folded his hands on the book, and then the breath of his whole body gradually dissipated.

"Sad man."

Roman lowered his head, the smile at the corner of his mouth changed from a coldness to a sarcasm, and then snapped his fingers, and a black flame fell, burning Anderson's body to ashes.

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