Who knew that before Montreal entered the field, the furious Hercules punched Montreal.
Montrey was a little confused for a moment. Most of his attention was on Long Xiangtian. Now he suddenly realized that the person attacking him was not Long Xiangtian but Hercules. He paused at that moment.
During this moment of distraction, Hercules' fist, as big as a casserole, landed on the protective shield hastily formed by Montreal.
With a loud bang, Hercules' furious blow shattered Montreal's protective shield like paper, and the punch just hit Montreal's chest. Montreal looked at Hercules with red eyes in disbelief, not understanding why he turned to attack himself, but Hercules did not give him a chance to react, and punched Montreal one after another. In the blink of an eye, Montreal was hit by several punches.
Montreal was not an ordinary person after all. After a brief moment of unconsciousness, a surge of anger appeared in his heart. Although he was severely injured by Hercules's blows, his ability was not limited to his body. He raised his hand and pointed, and a holy light hit Hercules.
Hercules roared to the sky, and his huge body collided with the holy light falling from the sky, shaking the entire tomb.
Hercules' angry roar echoed throughout the space.
"I want you to die!" Hercules' mind has been completely occupied by the red energy. Montreal first trampled on his dignity as a warrior, and now attacked him. This made Hercules, who was about to fall into the attack instinct, furious. After enduring this shocking blow, he turned into a red cannonball and rushed towards Montreal again.
Hercules' followers looked at each other, then suddenly nodded to each other and rushed towards the missionaries on the side. Everyone's skin began to turn red. The missionaries were also secretly guarding against TSM's sudden attack, so when the other party took action, they also released the spells they had prepared.
Suddenly, the situation in the field became chaotic. Holy light and red flesh intertwined in the entire space, roars and screams came one after another, and the original allies became enemies due to Montreal's unintentional actions.
Hercules had completely lost his mind at this time, and had completely turned into a monster with only killing in his heart. Especially when he saw Montreal releasing the energy that he didn't like towards him again and again, he became even more agitated, twisting his huge body and forcing towards Montreal.
Montreal was indeed a person that the organization had vigorously cultivated. After being unexpectedly beaten by Hercules, he never let him get close to him again. He recited a series of spells extremely skillfully and accurately, including attacks and restraints, which made Hercules howl in anger.
Long Xiangtian was dumbfounded watching from the side, but although he didn't know what was going on, this kind of infighting was what Long Xiangtian wanted to see the most, so he waved to everyone, and while the enemy was in chaos, he took Yunniang and others and escaped.
The crowd walked very fast and soon disappeared in the treasure house. However, when they were leaving, Long Xiangtian was in trouble again. There was a big fire behind the stone door. Touching the hot stone door, Long Xiangtian knew that he couldn't get out of here anyway. So if they wanted to leave, they could only choose one of the two options: go up or go down.
After all, heaven is the way to heaven. Although Long Xiangtian knew that things might not be as simple as he imagined, he still chose heaven between hell and heaven. Everyone had no objection and followed Long Xiangtian up the stairs to heaven.
Back in the treasure house, the fierce battle was nearing its end. Although the missionaries were strong, the space was not as big as imagined. Dozens of people were fighting in the room, and the weak missionaries immediately became a group of lambs to be slaughtered. Although these lambs used their horns to butt the TSM several times before they died, most of them were still killed when they were close to the TSM. In just a few minutes, several missionaries were torn to pieces by the TSM.
Montreal was so angry that his eyes were red with anger. He shouted, "Hercules, are you crazy? We are allies!"
But the answer was still Hercules' fist. Hercules had lost his humanity. Under Long Xiangtian's coercion and Montreal's unintentional actions, he was infected by the violent consciousness contained in the red energy and became a monster that only knew how to kill. In fact, under normal circumstances, the transformation would not happen like this, but Montreal took the initiative to help Hercules, which made him, who had a strong self-esteem, lose his mind at that moment. Coupled with the frustration of fighting Long Xiangtian for a long time, he exploded in an instant. At the same time, the energy with independent consciousness also invaded Hercules' soul, turning him into a walking beast.
Montreal was forced into a state of distress by Hercules, and as the number of his men gradually decreased, the pressure on Montreal gradually increased. Although Hercules' followers were not as powerful as him, they were all elites trained by the organization. With the cooperation of them, Montreal was forced into a state of great embarrassment, and he almost had the urge to curse.
Montreal knew that this was not a solution. He would be wiped out by TSM before he could find the secret treasure. So he stopped hiding his secrets, reached out from his arms, pulled out a golden Bible, and began to read aloud.
This was not a big deal. When the TSM members who were about to launch a sneak attack on Montreal heard the sound, they suddenly fell to the ground with their hands covering their ears. They began to tremble uncontrollably, and their faces began to distort.
Hercules also lost consciousness for a short time at the same time, but after that he attacked even more violently.
Montreal gritted his teeth and ignored Hercules who was attacking with his fist, and endured his terrible blow with gritted teeth.
With a loud bang, Hercules punched Montreal, but surprisingly, this time Montreal just shook his body and didn't fly out. Hercules saw that his punch had no effect, and he howled in anger, clasped his fists, and hit Montreal's head hard.
At this time, Montreal's spell had reached the most critical part, and the light around him became brighter and brighter. When the few remaining missionaries under his command saw this, they all faced Hercules' fist with determination.
Puff, puff, puff... One after another, bodies collided with Hercules' fist. They were smashed into bloody mist under this violent attack, but it also helped Montreal delay time and helped him complete his ultimate attack.
roar!
A loud roar came from the sky.
A huge griffin of light and shadow swooped down towards Hercules from the sky.
Hercules, who felt the tremendous pressure at the first moment, saw the griffin at a glance, and a fanatical expression appeared in his eyes. He wanted to fight this griffin!