In the end, the other girls could only leave unwillingly.
Meanwhile, Lilian Luo, who was temporarily victorious, and Amiya, held blankets and bedding rolls, and made a floor bedding in the church hall.
"I'll just sleep here, sleep with you, and stay by your side all the time."
Like a newlywed daughter-in-law, Lilianluo spread her quilt beside the altar, knelt on it, and carefully tidied up the corners of the floor, trying to be neat, as if she was arranging a newlywed love nest.
Her little feet, which were only wearing white stockings, kept dangling, as if attracting Gallo to play with them.
It's a pity that Jia Luo doesn't have such a good mood right now. He is very afraid that when he is making out with Lilian Luo, he will say something too much, and then be misunderstood as a pervert like a copper smelter.
He first bit Lilian Luo's hammerhead shark puppet in his mouth to prevent himself from talking nonsense, and then took out the diary from his sleeve, wanting to read the contents behind it.
As a result, I couldn't understand it at all, and it was full of ancient Chinese like a heavenly book.
It seems that if you want to read the diary, you can only do it in a dream.
Lilian Luo tidied up the bed, took the initiative to get into Jia Luo's arms, rubbed his face, put a pair of small arms around his neck, and said softly:
"Okay, let's sleep together..."
Gallo nodded, and then entered into a state of resonance with her, turning Lilian Luo into a more delicious white-haired loli.
Then, lying on the altar, he began his bedtime confession:
"Master Miya, I have a physical problem, I may not be able to control myself..."
"Lack of self-control is also a sin. I hope the goddess will forgive me."
After that, he couldn't wait to activate his sleep ability, returned to that white space, and quickly opened the diary in his hand.
He thought he could enter that spectator mode again. After all, Victor is learning divine arts from the angel at this time, so the contact between the two should be more frequent, right
But no, the next page is just pure text content, and it has been half a month since the previous page...
The first line above reads like this:
"I already have a preliminary understanding of this divine technique, but I have accumulated a lot of questions..."
"Although my thoughts may be somewhat disrespectful, I really want to see Lord Gallo again and ask him to clear up my doubts..."
"But Lord Gallo hasn't come back for half a month since he left last time. He must have forgotten us, right?"
"No, no, how could I have such disrespectful thoughts!"
Then, he wrote a long section similar to a self-criticism and a repentance letter. Anyway, it was all kinds of confessions in the diary, accusing him of slandering the angel, and asking the angel for forgiveness.
It wasn't until the end that he mentioned something else:
"Daidai is the most talented young man I have ever seen. Although she modestly calls herself 'Daidai', she is definitely a once-in-a-century super genius. No wonder she has the opportunity to touch the eighth-level magic at such a young age. .. "
"I have received a lot of guidance and help from her during the period of practicing divine arts with her. I must find an opportunity to thank her when I look back."
"However, like me, she also looks forward to the early return of Lord Gallo..."
"Master Jia Luo must have encountered some powerful enemies and troublesome troubles? May the light of our Lord bless him!"
This page of the diary ended here. Most of the space was used to write the review book, and there was not much substantive content recorded. The eighth-level divine art that Gallo was most interested in did not mention the details.
Before, he thought that through the diary, he could understand or even learn a little bit of eighth-level magic. Who knew that others didn't write in the diary at all.
But after thinking about it, it was quite normal. In that chaotic era, the magic arts of each sect were their own secrets, and they were not as widely spread as they are now.
What's more, this is an important eighth-level divine art. Even now, it is the secret card of each family, let alone talk about that era.
Of course, it is impossible to write such an important thing in a diary. Who is a serious person to write a diary
As for where the angel went and why he didn't come back in time, Gallo had some ideas of his own.
Although there is no basis, I always feel that the guy must have really forgotten about it and gave these two believers away...
This kind of thing, Gallo feels that the guy can really do it, okay
With disrespect and slander towards the angel, Gallo turned to the next page.
This time, his vision blurred as he wished, and he entered the spectator mode.
Victor has left the warm, cozy and sunny building before, and came to a wilderness.
He was wearing a set of teaching robes, lined with a thick chain mail, and was marching with more than a hundred crusaders.
Gallo looked around and found that the surroundings were full of heavily armed crusaders, and not far away he could see a cavalry accompanying them, obviously heading to the battlefield.
The angel floated quietly in the air, his eyes seemed to be looking into the distance, as if he was thinking about some complicated and profound problem.
In order not to disturb his meditation, the army marching below did not make any unnecessary noise, and everyone tried their best to keep quiet.
Only Gallo knows what that guy is thinking...
"Daidai is really a cute girl, a beautiful white-haired girl who suits my taste very much, and also has that kind of naturally cute personality..."
"However, she is still too afraid of me to get close to me..."
"Alas... helpless, sometimes it is too dazzling, and it is also a kind of pain..."
Gallo was speechless for a while, and couldn't help but slander in his heart:
Why are you thinking about this at a time like this
Seeing that war is about to start, can you be a little more reliable
Don't destroy your personality anymore!
At this time, a scout rode a fast horse, approached Victor, and whispered something in his ear.
Gallo heard clearly that the scout reported that traces of cultists were found in front of them. They seemed to be confident, and they were likely to be sheltered by high-end existences such as heirs of evil gods or sinful angels.
The archbishop who was in charge of commanding the entire army was a little worried, but he didn't dare to report to the angel rashly, for fear of disturbing his meditation, so he threw the bad luck to Victor.
In the eyes of outsiders, Victor is the disciple and student of the angel, and he has a close relationship with him, so he should be easy to speak.
Only Victor secretly complained in his heart. Since the last farewell, he hasn't seen Lord Gallo for a whole month, and he still hasn't learned the eighth-level magic. What kind of student is this
Moreover, how can human beings discover things that can be hidden from the eyes of angels? No need to report, right
But since it was the archbishop's request, he had no right to refuse, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and leave the queue, went to the side of the road and knelt down, worshiping the angel in mid-air, and said:
"Lord Gallo, there seems to be a situation ahead..."
With this shout, the angel came back to his senses, paused for a while, and said:
"I already know, you guys are doing great..."
"Don't be afraid of the heretics, keep going!"
After finishing speaking, he stretched out his right hand and plucked a sharp sword-like feather from the left wing, and then rubbed the feather with both hands, blessing a layer of dancing holy flames on its surface.
Although the distance was a bit far away, the postures and movements were a bit strange, and the prayer hadn't been said yet, but Gallo still recognized the eighth-level divine art 'Sacred Sword of Heaven's Punishment' that the angel was about to release through the fluctuations in the air.
This fluctuation made him feel very familiar, and even awakened a memory, or feeling, that should have disappeared.
It was his memory of using the Holy Sword of Heaven's Punishment when he was fighting against the Star God Vessel Big Mouth Flower.
That memory or feeling should have been erased by the goddess by some means, but at this time, when Gallo saw the angel release this magic spell with his own hands, the lost feeling It's back again.
This does not involve prayers, or the specific use of the power of faith, it is an indescribable feeling, like muscle memory.
It only took a moment for him to learn, or recall, this magic spell, and he has a very high level of proficiency. Even if he leaves the dreamland now, he can cast this magic spell at will, just like Just like other spells.
Such an experience was so miraculous that Gallo was so focused on chewing on the magic he suddenly learned that he didn't notice what the angel did.
He doesn't need to pay attention, because the angel will definitely throw the Holy Sword of Heaven's Punishment towards the distance next, and then add a line that is both secondary and shameful.
Sure enough, after preparing the magic, the angel held the hilt of the sword and threw it into the distance, and at the same time shouted in Chinese:
"Eat me on the dragon sword!"
He probably felt that no one could understand what he was talking about anyway, so he did such a shameful thing of calling out the name of the move.
Fortunately, even Gallo wasn't listening, otherwise it would have been extremely embarrassing.
The flying Holy Sword of Heaven's Punishment kept spinning in the air, then fell suddenly, and plunged into a seemingly empty wilderness in the distance.
Then, the holy sword exploded violently, and led down a dazzling beam of light from the sky, hitting the ground hard.
However, there were bursts of heart-piercing howls from the ground that should have been empty, accompanied by a series of sounds of flesh and blood being burned, like the wailing of some ferocious beast before it died.
What gushed out at the same time were large streams of filthy black blood, which were vaporized instantly by the beam of light descending from the sky.
It turned out that the enemy had ambushed some kind of monster on the ground that must pass through this marching route. If the people of the Creation God Sect passed by here, they would definitely be caught off guard by the sneak attack from the underground and suffer heavy casualties.
However, under the protection of the King of Angels, the enemy's tricks were destroyed in the blink of an eye, and the remaining cultists fled in all directions like birds and beasts.
The angel floated in the air, and muttered in Chinese with a little bit of contentment:
"I will overlook the entire battlefield from the sky!"
"Do you really think I won't hide?"