"Another, another! This crazy killer really doesn't take us FBI seriously! Gentlemen, we can't lose to such a madman!" The leader of the FBI in charge of this case slapped the table angrily.
The group members bowed their heads, looked ashamed and very depressed.
Crazy killers have not stopped since the beginning of the killing. People will die every few hours. From the first one or two to ten or so, they are getting more and more crazy. The media got news reports again, and they also took sensational names. - Skinning Maniac!
People are really panicking, and people are blaming the investigators for why they can't catch this devil! However, that guy just came and went without a trace, how to catch it!
The only profiler in the group began to say, "He should be offering sacrifices. I've checked this method of sacrifice, and it's a bit like... Indians." The authorities' dissatisfaction with and control of Indians... As pure white people, after the profiler has read history, he can't help but feel a little guilty about Indians, after all, they have done it. However, he is not a politician, and he cannot change the injustice in society.
The young profiler has sympathy for the Indians, and the older ones think more: "Looking at the photos, it is indeed a bit like an Indian sacrifice. I think that the skin maniac may not be able to commit such a big crime alone, but if there is a strict organization, it is difficult to say.”
When everyone thought about it, really, the skinning madman doesn't need to rest? The non-stop killing is not so fast, if there is a team, it is much easier. This ancient sacrificial method is only done by traditional Indians, right? As it happens, there is an Indian reservation on the edge of the city, and they are basically cut off from the city people, living their own monotonous lives, only young people think about entering the city.
The leader immediately spoke: "Go to the reservation to investigate and see who has gone out recently."
Raphael stood on the cloud, his index finger was placed between his straight nose, and he muttered: "There is magic." It is really bad that this prosperous city is infected with magic. Since they believe in God so devoutly, then help. Wangtian, it seems that my father has never been here before, and the angels have probably never appeared before. It’s fortunate that they still believe so.
But from now on, there will be legends of angels on this continent.
Raphael flew down.
Feathered Serpent God is still killing people, killing government officials, the kind of officials who propose to drive out the people from the reservation and then develop it—for Feathered Serpent God, this kind of person is unforgivable! His people have been hurt to such an extent that they are not even given a place to live. It's disgusting! This is their land.
Feathered Serpent God felt sad while peeling his skin, his eyes were sore and almost weeping, he felt the hardships of his people.
Seven of the more than 20 officials at the meeting in the government building had been skinned, and the rest were paralyzed on the ground, unable to move. Their heart-piercing screams did not attract anyone's attention - the feathered snake god who had harvested the power of sacrifice. There is still some ability, is Zhang Gejie good to kill
"Will this meeting be held for an hour and a half? Well, killing you guys is enough." Killing people is fast, and skinning is troublesome. Feathered Serpent God is a bit obsessive-compulsive, and he likes perfection. "Why do you want to do this? You killed so many Indians and forcibly took all their treasures. Now, without even giving them a piece of land, where do you want to drive them? Do you want them to die?" After a pause, Feathered Serpent raised a human skin and said with a smile, "I heard that you also had laws back then. How much did it cost to peel a piece of Indian skin? One hundred? Now it's your turn, talk about it. ,Comfortable?"
The rest of the officials howled in fear, but they didn't try to beg for mercy, because the first seven had already told them that the more they begged, the faster they would die, and the worse the pain would be. This pervert, he likes to watch them suffer, using His words - that's not one-tenth of what the Indians suffered.
Indians... The officials couldn't help thinking to themselves: If only all the Indians had been wiped out at that time, there would be no perverted killers! Sure enough, their policy is right, the Indians are all barbarians!
Feathered Serpent God sensed the official's heart, frowned slightly, and murmured: "So far, don't you feel that you are wrong? It's really interesting. Since you think so, then let's take a knife on you."
Feathered Serpent God stood up with the blood dripping knife and walked towards the official. Death was imminent, but the official was bloody and roared: "You pervert, if you do this, it will only make Indian die faster! The FBI won't let you go, just wait and see!"
Feathered Serpent sneered: "You can't see it anymore."
Won't let go of Indian? He still won't let the white people go. Feathered Serpent God's knife stretched out, but paused, looking up at the ceiling.
The ceiling was not broken, but a ray of light descended, and an angel with open white wings descended.
Feathered Serpent God looked at him coldly, secretly guarding himself, he felt a powerful threat. When the white officials saw the angel, they cried and began to complain: "Angel, this person is a pervert. He killed a lot of people, and he should go to hell!"
Raphael ignored these people. With his ability, he naturally knew the dark psychology of this group of people at a glance. If you want to go to hell, they should go to hell. If Feather Serpent was really just an ordinary perverted killer, he would not care about human affairs, but Feather Serpent God is not, he is a god of other systems. For the existence that would hinder his father's belief, Raphael has only one purpose - to destroy.
"Feathered Serpent God, the god of the Indians?" Raphael raised his eyebrows.
Feathered Serpent God stared at him: "Heaven's side? Want to kill them?" Feathered Serpent God has no hatred for Heaven. His world was destroyed by humans. When immigrants destroyed his believers, he The power is naturally weakened. Of course there might be other reasons, but he forgot.
Raphael said lightly: "This land is already my father's territory, you can leave, or die."
Feathered Serpent God sneered: "As expected of heaven, it is as evil as white people, taking other people's homes as their own and beheading them, with a merciful look on their faces, disgusting!"
Raphael smiled faintly and drew out his long sword. The light of Yingying scattered, and the blood and bones on the ground suddenly turned into flowers, covering the entire conference room, which was extremely beautiful.
The officials who were not dead were huddled together and trembling. With angels, they are not afraid of this pervert!
Bai Xiaosheng sat on the roof with one hand on his chin, half-smiling. Does the host ask for a live broadcast? Come on then. He pointed a finger, and all the TV computers and the main street TV wall of Laomei turned into a picture of the confrontation between Feather Serpent God and Raphael.
Raphael seemed to be aware of it, but he didn't care. People's firm belief was only good for him. He also wanted to regain his strength and find his father earlier.
Feathered Serpent God's strength was a little weak, and he didn't realize that Bai Xiaosheng was in the live broadcast, but the anger and determination on his face were clearly shown in the live broadcast room.
The Indian reservations are very backward, but they are very united, especially united, so when the FBI came to take people away, they were not afraid of violent resistance to death.
They took out all the hoes and kitchen knives that could kill, and kept them outside the reserved area. The FBI was not allowed to come in, and they threatened to kill them when they came in... The boss with a fierce expression and wide-eyed eyes.
But the FBI lives up to them.
Unity and resistance can't deal with the fully-armed FBI, and can't deal with the narcotics that are particularly effective... So after a fierce confrontation, three people were injured in the FBI, countless Indians fell to the ground, and the reservation ended in failure. All the people who had gone out during that time, men and women, young and old, were all arrested.
There is no evidence, but the FBI said that it is not a criminal suspect, it is just brought back to "assist in the investigation". It is the duty of every citizen to assist the police in handling the case.
Indians are no exception.
The Indians are very worried about the people who are caught. You must know that this is what the white people did in the past. The compatriots they took away could not come back... In fact, they thought too much. Now the old beauty is not as vicious and ruthless as before. The whole world sees it. However, people with reservations and stubbornness do not understand the world. They do not know that the world has changed. With the word "humanity", all countries in the world hope that they are, no matter what, they still need a fig leaf. Not to mention that the pure Indians have almost become a rare species... to protect.
So the people on the Indian reservation dragged their families and followed FB stubbornly. They went out of the reservation and ran for a few kilometers until they came to a large park. In the suburban park, there was a large TV wall outside the park. The luxurious facilities of the broadcast park attract people, but now it has become Bai Xiaosheng's live broadcast.
The dialogue between Feathered Serpent and Raphael was very clear, and everyone could understand it. When Raphael opened his wings, the old beauty was boiling, angel! Angels come! ! God bless Milliken!
But the Indians are indifferent. The gods they believe in have been lost for a long time. Now even if they worship, they have to be secretive. The younger generation almost doesn’t believe in their own gods. They believe in God—how sad! My own civilization, my own gods, have been forgotten.
So the older generation stubbornly kept the reservation as it was. Even if the younger generation never wanted to come back, they didn’t want to change. Maybe when they all died, no one in this world would worship their gods anymore…
At this time, Feathered Serpent opened his mouth and said, "Just right, let's have a fight. If I don't die, I will kill all the descendants who have been stained with the blood of my Indian people." Almost all the old white people, their ancestors, Not many are clean.
Raphael shook his head: "Why the Feathered Serpent God, the Mayans, the Incas, the Indians, it's all over, why don't you believe in my father?"
Feathered Serpent sneered: "Come to fight!"
Raphael flapped his wings, and the long sword stabbed at Feathered Serpent. Small horns appeared on the forehead of Feathered Serpent, and gorgeous feathers appeared from his neck to his back. His pupils turned into snake-like vertical pupils, which looked very strange. , but the old Indians recognized it at a glance, it was their legendary god.
Feathered Serpent God... Feathered Serpent God... The Indian old people cried and knelt down to pay their respects to their gods. Pure faith was attributed to Feathered Serpent God.
The FBI knew after seeing the situation. The killer was originally a god, no wonder the speed was so fast and the technique was so good... Well, let this group of Indians go first, it would be boring to bring them back. This time, no one should force them to solve the case as soon as possible— Angels help them break.
In the Huaguo Internet circle, everyone was excited about Liu Gongzi's acceptance of apprentices, and they all fantasized about entering the fairy gate... Then the picture changed, and they became the angels and feathered snakes on the old beauty's side. God fight.
It can be said that Huaguo Network, in addition to the normal news broadcast, is almost all of this picture.
National No. 1 is dumbfounded, what should he say? Is Bai Xiaosheng quite self-conscious
Well, what should be seen, still has to be seen, he also wants to know about angels and feathered snake gods, foreign gods? I don't know how it compares with the cultivators in the East. You must first understand this matter before you can plan well.
No. 1 stroking Xuanyuanjian while watching the live broadcast. There was no change in Xuanyuanjian, and the inspection did not detect any difference, so No. 1 understood that he could only rely on himself to get Xuanyuanjian's recognition. What kind of person would Xuanyuanjian admit? No. 1 thought, maybe his behavior is not good enough, so he can only work hard in this area.
The angel's sword is not a toy.
Although Raphael is in control of the healing art, his fighting strength is completely different from his suave appearance.
Feathered Serpent turned into a half-human, half-snake, with an extremely strong tail, he wrapped around Raphael's waist and tightened it.
Raphael's expression remained unchanged, and he slashed down with a sword, piercing the skin of Feather Serpent, and the blood dripped, corroding the flowers that Raphael's divine power turned into.
A dozen officials rushed out, afraid to watch them fight here. Immortals fight and mortals suffer. Angels don't seem to care about mortals' lives. Smart people know what to do if they want to save their lives.
Feathered Serpent God roared, earth-shattering, and the shock could be transmitted through the screen. He turned into a huge snake with wings, the snake body was as thick as a bucket, opened his mouth and spewed a large amount of venom, and the green venom was shrouded in mist. Raphael.
Seeing this scene, the old beautiful man gasped, the angel will not have an accident, right
Of course Raphael will be fine.
The moment the venom was sprayed, he had already enveloped himself with glory, and a drop of the venom that could poison dozens of people fell on the glory and evaporated!
The green mist disappeared in no time, and Raphael walked out of the white light with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Feathered Serpent God, you have changed, you are no longer a god, you have fallen into a demon." Even the attack method has changed, so evil. Raphael knew a little about the main gods here, but at that time, the communication between the various gods was not very close. The main gods were very powerful, and no one could do anything about the other, so they were all in charge of their own territories, but they understood other things. The god of the gods is something that every pantheon will do.
Raphael happens to be in charge of this area, so he knows a little bit about each god system, and the district masters are the most familiar.
Feathered Serpent God, when he was brilliant, he was the Lord God... Now? Haha, it's sad to be like this.
Raphael looked pitiful.
Feathered Serpent God was very angry: "Why pretend to be sympathetic? Do I need your sympathy? Victory is victory, and defeat is defeat! My Feathered Serpent God lost to you heaven, I have nothing to say!" Revenge is still necessary, If he doesn't die today, the old white man will die. If his ability is restored, he will kill the believers to heaven!
Raphael shook his head, hey, the Feathered Serpent God has changed, and he is impulsive even if he has no bearing... Maybe sending him to hell is a respect for him.
Raphael took it seriously, the long sword flickered fluorescently, and when the sword was swung away, the light radiated in all directions, and the feathers of the Feather Serpent fell to the ground, turning into liquid to corrode the ground and melt the ground. The wall behind Feathered Serpent turned into nothingness, the ceiling had already been topped by Feathered Serpent, and the glory turned into dust.
Feathered Serpent was shocked, Raphael was more powerful than he imagined! Glory hit the body, heart-piercing pain. But he can't admit defeat!
His people watched.
Feathered Serpent God and the angel flew into the sky and fought.
Raphael no longer kept his hand, the angel's sword was as fast as lightning, fierce as a storm, the Feathered Serpent was slapped away, and the Feathered Serpent was slapped away again... The huge snake's body became smaller and smaller every time, and its feathers became smaller every time. Finally, The poor thing is his body.
Bai Xiaosheng was as still as a mountain, sitting on the side watching the play, the live broadcast was very careful, and the expressions and eyes of the two gods were vividly displayed.
After the two gods hit the house, they also saw the live TV wall outside, but they couldn't care less. Raphael didn't care, even if Quetzalcoatl didn't want to be seen in a state of embarrassment, he couldn't object. He was busy resisting Raphael's attack.
Anyone with eyes can see that Feathered Serpent God is not Raphael's opponent at all.
The FBI is very happy that the perverted killer is going to die at the hands of the angel.
The old Indians were in excruciating pain and almost fainted. They kept kowtowing and chanting ancient incantations in their mouths.
"Feathered Serpent God, I'm sorry." Raphael said slowly, the sword in his hand became very huge, he slashed at Feathered Serpent God, the snake body several meters high was split in half, and fell to the ground in a very embarrassed manner. The blood flowed slowly, the surrounding ground was corroded, all the flowers, plants and trees died, and the vigorous government agencies suddenly turned into a wilderness.
With a wave of Raphael's hand, the wilderness turned into a garden, very beautiful.
A small emerald snake sneaked away from the lush flowers and plants.
Raphael's eyes narrowed, staring at the swaying flowers and plants, raising the sword in his hand, about to cut it down, Bai Xiaosheng laughed: "Oh, why do you want to kill them all? Feathered Serpent God has become the original form, not many It's so sad that it won't take a human form after a hundred years of cultivation."
Raphael raised his head and looked at Bai Xiaosheng. The white-haired man was very handsome. He looked at the angel with a smile, and his eyes were full of curiosity.
"The gods of the East?" Raphael asked.
Bai Xiaosheng shook his head: "No no, I'm not, I belong to a cultivator."
Raphael lowered his eyes: Are the oriental cultivators and the gods reservists all so powerful
"Why did you come to the West?" Raphael felt that Bai Xiaosheng had bad intentions, a person who announced their duel, an inexplicable cultivator, what purpose did he have
Bai Xiaosheng smiled and said, "It's boring, there's nothing to do in Huaguo, so I've come to the West."
Raphael said slowly: "Cultivator from the East, can we chat?"
Bai Xiaosheng nodded, to be honest, he was also curious about heaven. When Shen Huiyue didn't control Bai Xiaosheng to expel the shell, he was a curious person.