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Chapter 67 The Fall of God(2/2)

The Longineus's spear has penetrated into the magic goddess.

The magic goddess, who had not yet been completely solid, did not even have the power to fight back. Just under the power of the Longines gun, the divine light exploded, and then a flash burst out. It was the magic goddess's divine nature, which exploded at this moment.

Yao Ji Miyue raised her hand and grabbed a large number of divine fragments in her hands. She even looked at Junlin carefully, but Junlin didn't move at all, and she had no intention of robbing her.

"No!" The magic goddess screamed in wail. The true god instantly contracted and her divine power plummeted. But she was a true god. Even if the divine nature was gone, she would not fall. She turned into a remnant spirit and wanted to escape.

Monk Da Cang raised his hand, and under the power of the magic lamp, the residual spirit of the magic goddess was directly sucked in.

The two sides divided the spoils and divided the true gods. At the same time, the arbitrary door also fulfilled its mission and shattered - the fantasy props finally have their own limits.

But at this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared to be swaying by the broken door.

A shadow that seems to be wearing a hat?

An inexplicable sense of familiarity in my heart.

Junlin's heart moved, and he absolutely controlled the activation, and had put away any fragments of the door.

No one snatched this from him.

Over there, Deluo Ossius laughed: "It's done!"

This scene shocked everyone.

The true god is gone?

Just hang up like this?

Fang Mu looked at Junlin and saw that Junlin was indifferent.

Fang Mu shouted: "Boss, do you have any other way, right? The magic goddess is not finished, can you save her, right?"

Junlin shook his head gently: "She is finished. But why should you mind? In life, no one will be defeated. I am not embarrassed to lose to the three strong people."

"No! Impossible! I know you! You are not that kind of thing, so how can you save some things..." Before Fang Mu finished speaking, Maizi covered his mouth.

In the sky, the monster slowly turned around holding the Longineus gun.

He looked at Junlin and laughed softly: "You are right. People always fail. Sometimes failure is to pay the price of their lives. I will leave it to you!"

The Longineus gun was swung back, and the magic gun fell into the clown's hands, but the soul of the monster had returned to the clown's body.

This attack just now consumed all his strength and had no spare energy to take action.

But enough.

Holding the Longines gun, the clown smiled and said, "This gun still has one tenth of its power, but it is no problem to kill you. Oh, by the way, we didn't seem to have agreed before, and the person who lets you go, will you let you go? And your procedural justice has been used up. The most important thing is... If you betray the Church of the Gods, they will not help you now."

Junlin looked back at the back.

Pope Yabrasin and Archbishop Loina's eyes flashed with anger.

Yes, they won't help themselves.

The failure to take action was due to the extreme restraint of the current situation.

So Junlin nodded: "You are right, but everything comes first and then comes. Even if you want to kill me, you have to execute the contract first, right? Nicholas!"

"That's right!" Nicholas responded loudly.

The next moment, the Pavlin Castle suddenly changed.

The magic cover suddenly disappeared and everyone flew out of the air.

"I'm free!" A loud cheer rang out.

It's the Night God.

"Tifa!!!" Kishimoto Hachichiro rushed over with a whistling sound.

"Not good!" The clown and others changed their colors at the same time.
Chapter completed!
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