When Joe wrote 'Ram' real name in his own blood and sang his name in strange language.

In the main hall of St. Hilde's Cathedral in Port Tulun, an elderly man with a peaceful face is kneeling under the golden oak icon due north.

According to the Book of Creation Divine Transmission of the Mu Church, the original form of the supreme god king Mu was a golden oak tree in the middle of the sun. Therefore, the oak has become the sacred tree of the Mu Church, and the golden oak statue has become the standard icon worshiped by the original sect of the Mu Church.

The port of Tulun is extremely rich and has many believers, and St. Hilde's Cathedral, which is the headquarters of the Muslim Church in the southern part of the empire, has a golden oak icon in the main hall of the main hall, which is made of hundreds of tons of pure gold donated by believers.

Under the illumination of a brilliant crystal chandelier, the golden oak icon with a height of nearly 100 feet is shining brightly, and under the blessing of divine magic, the icon seems to be wrapped in a thick layer of golden flames, sacred and majestic, making people dare not look directly.

The peaceful-looking old man Loren, the parish archbishop of St. Hilde's church and the archbishop of the southern diocese of the Deren Empire, wore a pale golden robe, a golden oak leaf badge hanging from his left chest, and a crown made of oak branches, knelt respectfully in front of the icon, and whispered a prayer to the Supreme Mu.

"May the lost children be redeemed, may the port of Tulum be at peace, and the faithful of our Lord should return to the temple of our Lord as soon as possible and offer the most devout offerings."

As the demon killer whales were burned by the gray flames, a breeze suddenly rose up in the lobby of the main hall with the doors and windows closed, and the pale gray breeze blew towards the brilliant icon, and with a crisp 'click', a pure gold oak leaf the size of a thumb snapped out of thin air and fell flutteringly.

Loren's prayer was cut short as his eyes widened as he looked incredulously at the pure gold leaf that had fallen to the ground.

The original golden leaves have turned into a strange gray-white, not like pure gold, but like a piece of tinplate.

"Heresy!" Loren muttered to himself.

"Heresy!!" Loren raised his voice sharply.

"Heresy !!" Loren almost danced and screamed, he jumped to his feet, his peaceful expression became distorted and hideous, he jumped his feet and hissed and shouted: "Heresy, heresy, there is a heresy in the port of Tulum!" Someone, someone, someone! ”

'Boom, boom, boom', more than a dozen large arches leading to the main hall were violently pushed open at the same time, and hundreds of church knights wearing close-fitting chain mail and white clergy robes broke in in a hurry.

"Port Tulun, there are heretics, they have launched an evil sacrifice!" Loren's eyes bulged, and he pointed at these Church Knights who rushed in, and roared with bloodshot faces: "Find him, catch him, and burn him...... Dig up all the people associated with him, and burn him at noon, in front of all the believers in the port of Tulum! ”

Loren bent down, picked up the gray golden oak leaf, and solemnly handed it to a tall and burly young man with bright pale gold hair and eyes.

"The all-encompassing light of our Lord will guide you to those heretics."

"Use the blood in his heart to restore the light of this golden oak leaf."

"Don't let me down, Longinus, my child, go, go, bring back those evil heretics."

Loren patted Longinus' thick and powerful arm lightly, and whispered, "Remember, my child, there may be more than one or two heretics hidden in the port of Tulum. Dig them all out, dig them all out. ”

Longinus clenched the golden oak leaf in his hand, knelt down on one knee, bowed to Loren solemnly, and then stood up and rushed out of the main hall with a large group of church knights.

Soon, outside the gates of St. Hilde's Cathedral, the shrill sound of sirens and whistles rang out.

The knights of the Church, who were dispatched overnight, collided with the military police of Tulun Port, who were carrying out the curfew mission, and the two sides immediately began to tear apart, and a small conflict broke out.

In the lamprey fish field, Joe had already reset the floor tiles of the escape passage, he searched in the field for a while, and finally found a pure steel crowbar with the thickness of an ordinary man's arm and a length of ten feet in the corner of the field.

Holding the crowbar in both hands and waving it slightly, Joe shook his head dissatisfied.

But a few hundred pounds, a little too light, too light!

Taking a deep breath and standing at the gate of the inner and outer rooms, Joe exhaled softly: "Laprahi, you're not mistaken, are you?" My strength, really 75,000 pounds? Are you not mistaken? ”

Laplasi giggled: "How could I be mistaken about the shallow wisdom of the ignorant? I even eliminated some of the bits and pieces that were an eyesore. Rest assured to fight, the bloody crimson ......"

"Go and fight with all your might, don't think about anything, don't worry about anything, use your inhuman brute force to crush them!"

With a loud bang, Joe struck the door in front of him twisted and crooked, and fell heavily to the ground. The metal shaft of the door's arm was violently pulled, and it broke off directly from the door frame, and flew out with a piercing sound of breaking the air.

Mels, who was torturing Yanan with a gloomy face and becoming more and more impatient, opened his mouth suddenly, like a duck forcibly stuck by his neck, and looked at Joe who rushed out quickly with an incredulous expression.

'Woo'!

The dull sound of breaking the air, like large-caliber shells falling from the sky.

Jo strode up to Myers' men and swung a stick with all his might.

A young girl was lying on the ground crying loudly, and several of Myers' subordinates were surrounding her, laughing and doing something unsightly.

The steel crowbar with the thickness of the arm swept across with a black shadow, and there were several crisp sounds in a row, and several people with big shoulders and round waists and thick bodies also opened the good hands of the sea of power and even the sea of energy, and their bodies were pumped out by a stick.

The violated girl screamed in horror and rolled her eyes and fainted.

Three women, several young girls, and teenagers screamed in terror at the same time, and the blood mist sprayed from the crowbar spread all over their faces.

Yanan was stunned, and then shrieked happily: "Ha, ha, that's it, that's it, that's it, kill these damn guys, kill them, I'll repay you, Joe, I'll repay you!" ”

"With a hundred millimeters of field artillery?" Joe cursed loudly.

He caught Myers' subordinates off guard, and blew up seven good players with a single stick. Myers' other men had already reacted, shouting and cursing, and they all waved their weapons and rushed towards Joe.

The heart was beating violently.

The iceberg that was suppressed in my heart didn't know when it disappeared.

The furious battle intent swept through his body, and Joe's two eyes completely turned crimson, and even emitted a faint red light.

He giggled and stood still, waving a crowbar lightly with both hands.

The sudden surge of power, and the speed that comes with it, will have a long period of discomfort if you are a normal person. Not to mention fighting, even the actions that want to be comfortable can become very difficult, and it is difficult to control the body dexterously.

But with Joe, nothing like this happened.

His heart was beating violently, and Joe's movements became incomparably precise and dexterous.

He had never learned to use any club-like weapons, but at this moment, the crowbar in his hand seemed to become an extension of his arm, and the crowbar made a dull sound of breaking wind, and it slammed into the flaws of these workers with great precision.

An inexplicable fighting instinct took control of Joe's body, and he seemed to have been working on this crowbar for decades, and his casual blows without any discipline seemed to outsiders to be a natural killing move.

Dozens of stick shadows swept by, and more than 20 workers only felt a flower in front of them, and the stick shadows flew like vicious snakes from the angle they thought was impossible.

Every blow hit exactly the most vulnerable flaw at that moment, and attacked the point where it was most difficult for them to exert force and the most difficult to dodge.

More than a dozen of the two dozen workers were blasted out, and only seven lucky ones were only hit by a crowbar in the arm with a knife, and the whole arm exploded into a mist of blood in the loud noise.

The blood mist filled the air, and Myers let out an angry, unbelievable scream.

The huge room was almost evenly covered with blood mist, and the pungent smell of blood made it almost hell, and it was so irritating that Myers almost didn't vomit.

The lamprey fish cutting farm is a secret stronghold that he painstakingly constructed, and all the workers here are his personal loyalists.

The individual strength of these workers was certainly not as strong as that of the official civil servants of the Foreign Affairs Office, but they were all carefully selected by Myers from among the freelancers and even pirates of Tulum Harbor at great expense.

There are more than two dozen good players, even if Myers wants to kill them, Myers certainly has enough strength to kill them, but it will take a certain amount of time, and it is impossible to defeat them in an instant like Joe, who is carrying a crowbar and smashing eggs.

"It doesn't make sense!"

Myers hissed and screamed, he grabbed the small square table beside him, pulled out a slender and long stabbing sword with a 'sonorous' sound, and with a wave of his right hand, he heard the 'clang' sound continue, and hundreds of extremely thin rays of light with a sharp sound of breaking through the air instantly stabbed in front of Joe.

In Qiao Crimson's vision, Myers' sea of strength, energy, and spirit were all contracting and expanding rapidly, like a heartbeat, and in Myers's body, there were seven brilliant bands of light beating rapidly.

In the air, invisible winds converged rapidly towards Myers.

Myers' speed suddenly increased, and his body spun around Joe rapidly, and in an instant, he circled Joe dozens of times.

Extremely thin sword light flew in all directions, and one after another palm-sized cyan wind knives appeared in the sword light, and these wind knives vibrated rapidly, constantly emitting a sharp chirp that broke through the air.

Myers was too fast, too fast to make sense.

Rao is Joe's strength soared at the moment, and he was immersed in some kind of magical battle instinct, battle instinct, he still couldn't catch up with Myers' speed.

With just a flick of his fingers, the thin stabbing sword picked dozens of wounds more than an inch deep on Joe's upper body, and a large blood mist continued to spurt out from Joe's wounds with the rapid movement of the stabbing sword.