The Holy Right of a Comic

Chapter 938

"Thor, are you going to betray Gremlin?"

Roy's expression was still so soft after seeing the two of them, he turned around slowly and looked at the young boy.

"Aha, I'm really sorry for the deputy chief. Actually, I don't want to do this either."

After seeing Roy, Thor just... shivered unconsciously.

To say who in Gremlin scares him the most is... the mysterious deputy leader in front of him.

Although their leader Othinus seems to be some kind of demon.

But she usually has a cold face, without any emotion, which is scary but has no other thoughts.

And this... deputy leader, he always had a terrifying, chilling smile, as if he could see through everything in this world.

Thor was in awe every time he was watched by Roy, as if he had seen through all his thoughts and had no secrets in front of him.

The feeling of standing in front of others stripped naked made Thor extremely uncomfortable.

"I joined Gremlin just to have enough battles to improve my 'experience'."

"...But Gremlyn's approach, I can't agree, I like fighting, but I don't like blood."

"And since fighting other people is fighting, then fighting Gremlin is not fighting!"

Thor found a reason for his betrayal casually, and pretended to say it in a sassy manner.

"It doesn't matter, the choices you make yourself can't be ignored by others, you just need to know that everyone has to bear the consequences for their choices."

Roy shook his head gently, then he looked to the other side.

"And the two of you, since both of you are here, come over quickly."

Roy's voice fell, just... I saw two figures, one yellow and one blue, walking on the other side.

Those were the other two at the right seat of God.

Since then, most of the actors in this drama revolving around the "Magic Forbidden Book Catalog" have arrived.

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Chapter 216 The confusion and fear of the fire on the right

Tokyo Bay, Queen's Fleet of the Adriatic Sea.

The commander-in-chief of the fleet, Posoni, looked at the man in front of him with fear and hatred.

It was an extremely thin, malnourished-looking man, wearing a red plaid shirt and red hair with short ears.

This man can be said to be the representative of 'red', and his whole body is surrounded by such bright colors.

He is the last member of the Right Seat of God, and the strongest of the Right Seat of God.

Or he himself is the real right seat of the gods, symbolizing the red, the right and the right fire of the four fires.

"Can't you hear what this uncle said, this uncle now asks you to activate the "Dinner Fish", now, immediately.

,immediately!"

This man who gave people a strange sense of oppression commanded the bishop in front of him with an almost hideous tone.

"The fire on the right..."

Posoni stared at this man who made him fearful, angry but helpless with a terrified look on his face, and his expression changed.

In the end, the strong faith prevailed over the fear, and he said with a firm expression: "..."The Fish for Dinner" is a technique that only His Holiness the Pope can agree to use!"

"Without the consent of His Holiness the Pope, even the fire on your right is not qualified to activate it!"

Right Fang Zhihuo looked gloomily at the bishop who had rejected him, and said frivolously, "...my words are...that old man's words."

"...Since that old man asked you to prepare this technique, and he also directed the malice of two billion believers to Academy City, it means that he is planning to use this technique."

"I don't have time to listen to your nonsense, hurry up and use it for me!"

Right Fire forcibly endured the impatience in his heart, and finally gave a warning, but he did not expect this sentence to irritate Bishop Prosoni. He looked angry and shouted at Right Fire: "... Mouth, you disrespectful to the Pope!"

"...This technique is only prepared by the Pope as a precaution. If "Dinner Fish" is activated on Academy City at this time."

"All troops of the Roman Orthodox Church, and other members of the Right Seat of God, will also die under this spell!"

Blue veins appeared on Posoni's forehead, and when he saw the fire on the right insulting the Pope, he immediately became furious.

This shows how much prestige the Pope has among believers.

"My lord doesn't care so much, things like Roman Orthodox troops can be rebuilt in a few years."

"...God's right seat will exist forever as long as this uncle is there."

"The other three are irrelevant. Since you are disobedient, the uncle has nothing to do."

The fire on the right sneered, and saw a group of twisted blocks like a mosaic on his right shoulder.

Seeing this thing appear, Poussin's color changed greatly, he knew that this was the right fire that was about to start.

"How dare you attack the fire of the Lord personally appointed by the Pope!! Simon bears the 'Cross of the Son of God!'"

Prosoni quickly took off the cross hanging around his neck, chanted the mantra, and then aimed the cross at the fire on the right in front of him.

The allusion to this technique comes from before Zi was executed, a man named Simon bore the cross in his place.

When Posoni uses this spell, the weight of all the people and objects in the entire Adriatic Queen's fleet will be concentrated together into attack power, thus crushing and defeating the enemy.

But in the face of Prosoni's technique, the... block on the right shoulder of Right Fire just moved, and the technique just... became invalid.

Even the cross on Prosoni's hand was left crisp and turned into shreds.

"Just a mere bishop!"

"...Even if the old man is here in person, this uncle will let him know who the person who truly controls the Roman Orthodox Church is!"

The voice fell, and the block on the right shoulder of Right Fire seemed to move.

Immediately following Bishop Prosoni is... a scream.

His body seemed to be stuffed into some working machine, twisted by force from the inside out, turning it into a puddle of flesh and blood.

The sound of 'bang' exploded into fireworks of flesh and blood.