"Is Bugittle dead here?" Chris sensed the rhythm of the ring in his hand and observed the surrounding environment.

This ring is the ring of the oath of the God's Grateful Sect. The missionary Bujitel held this ring and made an oath to God. At that moment, his life made an agreement with this ring.

Through this ring, Bujitel contacted Osgutin, who was far away in the headquarters of the God-Entertainment Cult in the Kingdom of Interkami, and conveyed a certain message.

"Are you wailing too?" Chris put the ring on the ground and pressed his hand to the ground. The breathing in his mouth became extremely heavy, and a strange force surged out along Chris's hand and spread around.

"The rhythm of the heart!" Chris looked serious: "Bugitel, let me see who killed you, let me hear your last murmur!!"

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"Huhuhuhuhu! Be careful, those crows will not operate on large scale in densely populated areas, but they must also prevent the other party from jumping over the wall." Bujitel said urgently, covering the wound on his shoulder.

On the other side, Isabella hugged the sleeping Nora with fear on her face: "Mr. Bujitel, you'd better not worry about us. We can't escape here. That demon, he will not let me go!!"

"Don't be afraid, my Lord will favor us." Bujitel's hand shone with white light, pressing against his wound, and black blood splashed out directly.

When he took Isabella and his daughter away, two crows appeared to attack him. The other party's iron hook-like claws easily tore through his priest suit and left several blood holes, but then he killed the two crows with his gift.

"My Lord has promised me the power to save others, so for that promise, I will not give up any one worthy of saving, and I will extend a helping hand to anyone who needs to be saved!" Bujitel's face inspired Isabella with a gentle smile.

"I'll hire a carriage and walk in a crowded place. Just leave Reals Temperia." Bujitel said comfortingly.

But Bujitel was not as relaxed as he did. Not to mention that if the other party did not care about the pedestrians sending large-scale crows, he would not be able to survive. Crows of that size would be a force that could have become a natural disaster, otherwise no one would resist it.

What's more, a rational evil spirit, which has not appeared several times in the entire Divine Mercy record. This existence is extremely dangerous. In addition to the crow, the existence named Negri must have other powers.

"Samira!" A gentle moan came from a distance, and a strong wind broke out in an instant.

Bujitel's face changed, his body flashed to the side, and in the strong wind, a wound on his cheek was cut and blood splattered.

"My Lord has given me the power to protect others!" Bujitel sang a praise lyrics, and a white light flashed slightly, resisting the things hidden in the wind.

The strong wind gradually subsided, and Bugittle's face was serious. Samira, the legendary god of wind in the Cauchy people, still has a certain understanding of the legend of the Cauchy people: "Is the witch spirit warlock? Do Cauchy people still have this kind of inheritance?"

"Leave here first, the Crow organization of the Cauchy people needs to maintain the order of Rea, and they have no reason to prevent the nobles from returning to their country." Isabella has the identity of a noble and cannot force her to disclose her identity unless Reastemia is ready to break up with Intercamie completely, otherwise Rea would not be able to stop them from leaving openly.

Bujitel took Isabella to rent a carriage and galloped towards the position of the Kingdom of Interkami. While driving the carriage, Bujitel was still carefully observing the surrounding situation.

"Nurella!" Another light sound changed Bugittle's face. He saw a hint of green on the wooden board of the carriage growing rapidly. In just a few seconds, the whole carriage completely fell apart, and the horse ran uncontrollably towards the distance.

Nurela, in the myth of Caucasians, is a goddess who symbolizes the new green leaves. The pile of scattered wooden blocks of the carriage have grown green buds on the side.

Bujitel half-squatted aside, with a white light flashing on his body, guarding Isabella and Nara behind him. He knew that he could not drag it down. He could only make the situation worse and worse. For the sake of the present, only by finding the person hiding in the dark and defeating him can I take away Isabella and his daughter.

"Biography of Osgouting, please listen. There is also a person suspected of a witch and spirit warlock serving Negri. He is chasing me now. Now I have to fight him. Please look forward to my good news."

Through secret techniques, he passed his words into the oath ring he placed in the Godly Grateful Sect. Bujitel pulled out the long sword placed on his waist, put the side of the sword on his forehead and whispered praise: "My Lord has given me the eyes to see everything clearly!"

"There is there! Break the darkness!" A symbol appeared on Bujitel's forehead, which opened a strange vision, as if he had discovered the person who attacked them. His figure flashed and he sang, and the long sword in his hand shone with light and waved towards him.

"Samira!" The strong wind roared again, impacting Bujitel's body, but the sword in his hand seemed to have an incredible force, directly splitting the strong wind, revealing the person behind.

A neatly dressed and calm-looking boy, his long black hair made him look particularly cold. He also had a book in his hand. The sharp-eyed Bujitel easily discovered that the book was actually the God-Grace Bible that spreads doctrine and myths.

"It's actually a teenager." Bugittle didn't underestimate it. The Cauchy people had accomplished the unification of the continent and achieved the feat of the Trilancian Empire, and the witch spirit warlock played a great role in it.

The collapse of the Trilancian Empire, the Cauchy people scattered, and the inheritance of the witch spirit warlock was basically cut off. Since the young man who appeared now has mastered this power, he cannot be underestimated.

"Listen to the boy, I don't care why you and the people behind you want to keep Isabella and my daughter, but she is a nobleman of the Kingdom of Intkami and a devout believer of my God's Grateful Sect. I absolutely want to take her out of here. My Lord will give me strength!" Bujitel pointed his sword at Noah and said in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!