Huntress Tess fired a bullet that was 100% hit.

Britney the Scarecrow picked up the feathers on the ground and inserted them into the Scarecrow, starting to do effective damage.

The psychiatrist Kayishal Marie also launched mental pollution on the afterimage.

The alchemist Mingming stood on the steel monster that Saoya had gathered again, close to the afterimage.

He touched the huge wings of the afterimage with his hand and activated alchemy, and the left wing of the afterimage quickly turned into pure gold.

All these attacks are only carried out between the electric light and flint.

Sawyer is so strong that he is so strong at the moment, and their cooperation at this moment is perfect, maybe they can really kill the gods... Sherlock sighed inwardly, and at the same time he realized that they were attacking his own level before and now attacking the Phoenix Remnant. The level is simply not a level.

It seems that fear can bring people together. Facing the strong who truly possess the power to destroy everything, only by abandoning all distractions and pride can they exert their ultimate power.

Sherlock originally planned to contribute a little of his own output, but was taken over by Old Salad.

"and many more."

Crocodile couldn't help frowning, he noticed the abnormality.

Sherlock looked up and noticed that Phoenix was still looking at himself.

Yes, his opponent Phoenix must save his strength.

Suddenly, the afterimage made a harsh cry.

The body exploded suddenly, a loud bang swallowed the clouds, and a dazzling white light covered everyone.

In the white light, all those who attacked it were turned into powder.

Sherlock heard the screams of the prisoners and suddenly felt a chill in his back.

It was correct to not shoot just now, and no one thought that the afterimage of Phoenix would use a self-destructive method to solve the opponent.

This also confirmed that Sawyer's attacks did cause a lot of damage to the afterimage, otherwise it would not choose this method.

This dazzling white light is what Phoenix calls the power of faith! Crocodile didn't guess wrong as expected.

But the previously difficult opponents were killed in seconds, which caused Sherlock a lot of panic.

"Sulfur, let's go, we are not rivals."

The poet Goya stood up.

Sulfur's face was full of unwillingness, although he was now using Laubran's face to express this emotion.

Goya began to recite poetry.

"Open a door...

Let those who are willing to leave...

Let those who wish to stay..."

As soon as the voice fell, a light door opened.

Goya took Sulfur away, and he and Sulfur seemed to have a different bond from other prisoners.

Goya turned his face and looked at Phoenix aloft:

"Praise your kindness."

Phoenix's eyes were full of indifference, without a trace of emotion, just like he saw the prostrate believers.

"and many more."

Sherlock stopped Goya and Sulfur, and they looked back at him.

"Boarder, if you hurt my companion, I won't let you go."

"Oh? You'd better survive before talking."

Sulfur took off Laubran's body, took off his top hat, bowed slightly to Sherlock, raised the corners of his mouth,

"Captain, goodbye."

Sherlock frowned. He originally wanted to prevent Goya from taking the sulfur away, but when he thought that the Phoenix risk factor he would face next was too high, perhaps it would be safer for Laubrun to be taken away.

"Rest assured, Laubran is not life-threatening. The essential difference between the host and the parasite is that the host does not kill the deity, but manipulates the deity's behavior. Sometimes when the host is resting, the deity can be free for a short time.

In many cases, the host and the deity are in a state of symbiosis of harmony and mutual benefit.

Parasites are not the same. The parasites will kill the deity, or squeeze the deity's life force to the greatest extent, until it is drained, and then select new parasites. "

Pipicia said with a rounded head.

"How about Holing?"

Sherlock asked.

"Fortunately, it's just a temporary loss of consciousness, but she can't carry Phoenix's soul for too long, even if it is only one tenth, this guy has lived for too long, you have to find a way to force him out."

Pipicia finished talking and went back to the deep soil.

"any solution?"

Sherlock asked, but only received a moment of silence.

Pipicia kisses this guy, and always loses the chain at critical moments.

Phoenix stepped on the clouds with bare feet, slowly got up from the suspended seat, and his eyes fell on Sherlock.

"Since I'm not dead, don't leave yet, waiting for me to give you a reward?"

Sherlock listened to his familiar voice, but could not feel the existence of Heling at all.

He opened up the vision of the game, ready to appraise Phoenix.

Only four words appeared in the line of sight, and the level was not enough.

Even without identification, Sherlock can still perceive the strength of Phoenix, but he hopes to show the strength of the other party through digitization, so that he can better deal with it, but unfortunately things backfired.

Sherlock looked at Phoenix,

"Give Herring back to me."

"The favored one, pay attention to your words and deeds."

Willie Pope said nervously. He believed the archbishop and his own judgment. He felt that Houston was the favored one of the prophecy, so he didn't want Houston to conflict with the new god here.

Phoenix smiled faintly:

"Did the times have changed? People nowadays have no faith?"

"You return my people to me, maybe I will consider standing on your side."

Sherlock peeled a piece of sugar and swallowed it in his mouth, needing to add sugar when thinking.

"your people?"

Phoenix's face changed slightly, and he seemed to care about these three words.

A coldness flashed in his eyes, it felt like a toy I fancy, and you wanted to grab it with me.

"It seems that I am still too tolerant to you."

After Phoenix finished speaking, he turned like a child, stepping on the clouds with bare feet.

In short, his followers did not dare to look up at him.

He was bathed in orange sunlight, the corners of his mouth rose, and tears flowed out, as if he could not control his emotions, or did not want to control it.

Phoenix laughed, laughing and humming,

"The past is bound to pass. I am the master of New World. No one can crack Phoenix's secret..."

The singing spread throughout Phoenix City, and even the island of dusk.

Although his singing is not high-pitched and his voice is not loud, he is heard by almost all creatures here.

In the sound of his singing, the people who were crawling on the ground began to fall asleep.

They seemed to be protected by some power, so they fell into a deep sleep.

Those who did not fall asleep were people who did not believe in Phoenix, including Sherlock, and the Evil Pirates who were sent to the hospital for treatment.

The pirate lying in the hospital was getting better under the care of the doctors and nurses, but suddenly his body convulsed, his face was distorted, and his expression was painful.

The doctors and nurses also fell into a deep sleep, and no one noticed their abnormality until they were declared dead.

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