RPAGF Chapter 522 I am a bishop
Chapter 522 I am a bishop
"Isn't this the time to talk about this?"
Trigger said with a hint of helplessness, "Major General Lorenz was killed right in front of us."
Sid blinked, seemingly unaffected.
She wasn't familiar with Major General Lorenz, and besides, he was just beginning the cycle of life and death.
Hmm, this person's flowers probably smell bad and aren't very pretty.
"To die like this, it's so sudden."
Iserd looked deeply at the stunned corpse from behind.
She had many plans; taking down a major general required the right timing and location, and might require more than one opportunity.
However, Lorenz was unexpectedly drawn into the incident involving Hikari Mikko and was killed before he could say more than a few words.
It happened so suddenly; perhaps this is fate. Fate is always unpredictable.
……
Lorenz's adjutant and his trusted soldiers stood frozen in place, too afraid to move.
No matter how loyal they were to Lorenz in life, they dared not utter a sound at this moment, like ducks with their throats being choked.
Lorenz died too easily, killed head-on by so many people protecting him; it was terrifying.
Their legs were trembling slightly. The beam of light avoided them not because they were tougher, but simply because it didn't want to kill them.
For now, it's best to behave and wait for your fate.
The pressure was too great; they had no obligation to face an enemy they couldn't possibly defeat.
Anbi's gaze swept over the corpse, then turned to Orpheus, her expression softening considerably. She said earnestly, "Take his body back. You shouldn't have come today."
"Or do you have any other ideas?"
The equipment she had was more useful and more powerful than she had imagined.
It seems there's nothing this Saint Cloth can't do if she wants to. The root cause is that the AI residing within it has excessively strong computing power, allowing it to perfectly utilize the Saint Cloth's abilities.
Of course, this Saint Cloth was ultimately given to her by Su Chen, and in the end, she still had to make the most of it. At the same time, the Saint Cloth was also a masterpiece of a cultivation method, and with the AI's demonstration, she had already grasped some of its secrets.
At present, receiving Huijing Meike is not as troublesome as she imagined. By handling it step by step, she thinks she will bring back a satisfactory answer to Su Chen.
"Nothing."
Orpheus shook his head, feeling somewhat conflicted.
They were tricked into coming here; they knew nothing about the inside story.
Moreover, his rank was far below that of Major General Lorenz, so he had no right to stay and make any decisions.
Let's send the major general's body back and see what the higher-ups decide.
"I will write a report to cooperate with you; you haven't done anything wrong."
“I will also send you a copy of the evidence against Lorenz. Remember to review the evidence against the others he brought with him as well.”
Ambly knew that if she didn't say something, Opoles' squad would have a hard time explaining themselves when they got back.
A major general died under their protection, and although he deserved it, he was still the face of the defense force until he was formally tried.
She had collaborated with Opoles' team a few times through Bell's connections, and they were practically friends. Besides, Number 11 was also in the squad.
"Thank you."
Orpheus belatedly realized what was happening and looked at Ambly with gratitude.
I feel so stupid for not realizing my embarrassing situation right away.
"It's nothing, I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do."
Ambition shook her head, her expression calm.
Number 11 hesitated for a moment, then asked Ambly, "What's going on with them?"
The more she looked, the more familiar she seemed; the one who talked so much was definitely Twiggy.
If that is Twiggy, who has already died twice, then who are the others?
She was so curious that she couldn't control herself at all.
“It’s not convenient here, we’ll talk privately later.” Amby looked around and added, “Anyway, it’s a good thing.”
"Ah."
Number 11 understood some things.
Looking again at those faces that resembled hers, and at those gazes filled with scrutiny, nostalgia, and other emotions, she felt a deep sense of familiarity.
She was a little lost in thought. Had everyone really come back?
"The accident is over, everyone can proceed according to plan."
Ambi turned to face Numbers One through Ten and said seriously, "We need to hurry up, time is of the essence."
"clear."
The girls turned their attention away from number 11 and became serious as well.
Having just witnessed Anbi's incredible prowess, it's time for them to shine.
The purpose of coming here today is not simply to fight; otherwise, one person would have been enough.
The ten people quickly split up and took charge of different departments. Some went to the accounting department to collect the ledgers, some went back twenty years to purge corrupt officials and send the list to the police station, some went to bring back guilty fugitives, and some went to expose the remaining influence of Luke and Philocne...
Only Anbi remained in place to deal with Lucrec and Feralus.
Opoles' squad didn't leave either; they were waiting for things to finish, and their commander, Iserd, seemed a bit mysterious today.
"What's going on? Aren't you going to make your move at the praise event?"
Luke's face darkened. He leaned close to Philocne and whispered, "Or perhaps they weren't planning on coming today?"
The defense forces were completely demoralized, and Major General Lorenz was killed.
Now, he hasn't seen a single soldier, let alone a bishop of the Praise Society!
Now, praise is their only hope, to see if they can stir up trouble and help the two of them escape surveillance.
"Don't worry, maybe we just haven't noticed. They'll definitely make a move. Those lunatics from the Praise Society hate Su Chen far more than we do."
Philoxes was also a little unsure, but he felt he shouldn't be.
Those lunatics don't even care about their own lives for the sake of their ancestor.
At this point, one should shout "The progenitor forged me!" and charge forward.
This is unusually quiet.
Could those gleaming porcelain boxes be empty?
"..."
Anbi watched the two quietly, preparing to suppress any dissent.
It is estimated that at least three more groups of people will arrive.
One group consisted of die-hard Luke and Philocne, prepared to resist to the bitter end.
A group of them were outlaws from the underworld, hired to cause trouble.
One group is the Praise Society; whatever major cases New Ellie has involved, it's sure to fall on their shoulders.
"No need to wait any longer, I've already taken care of them."
Iserld walked forward calmly: "Whether it was the praise meeting or the reinforcements for these two, it has all been resolved."
"Are you talking nonsense?"
Luke chuckled.
"who do you think You Are?"
Philoxus looked at him with disdain.
What gives Lorenz's men the audacity to stand up and boast like this?
"Greedy Philoxus, you can't recognize me just because I look different?" Iserd lowered his voice, stood with his hands behind his back, and laughed coldly, "I am the Archbishop of the Order of Praise. I have betrayed my faith in the false god and beg the true god to grant me judgment!"
"Is that really her voice?"
Philox felt like he was dreaming.
"Fake!"
The will-o'-the-wisps behind Orpheus trembled incessantly.
"It's not just the sound."
Iserd laughed, a rather unrestrained laugh: "It's not fake either."
Then, dark red flames burst forth from her body, both eerie and powerful.
The demonic flames raged, burning my sinful body.
Life holds no joy, death holds no sorrow!