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Chapter 679 Wishing Magic Lamp(1/3)

Southern Continent, a magical place.

Coming out of the wormhole, Bernadette was dazed for a while.

"Bonova, your equipment needs to be improved..." She suppressed the discomfort and pinched her eyebrows without even looking at her unlucky brother.

Bonois scratched his head, "Indeed - there will be varying degrees of effects below the angel level. Saints can barely tolerate it, but there should be some irreconcilable side effects when you reach the demigod level."

Suddenly, he changed the topic: "However, external force alone can reproduce the spatial transition of the extraordinary person in the gate path. Hehe, it's me as expected."

The truth is this.

Let me tell you, who can't bear several negative effects when using an extraordinary item? Compared with the simple and convenient long-distance teleportation ability, a little discomfort is nothing at all.

But Bernadette didn't want to follow Bonois.

He turned his head with a sharp look in his eyes: "Your skin is itchy again, right?"

The saint beats the angel.

Only the Gustav family can see such wonders.

Bonois shrank his neck and muttered, "Don't use your favored father's treasure if you have the ability. If I can't beat you, I..."

"What are you!" Bernadette snorted coldly: "Let's agree first. When we meet Mr. Jon later, please restrain yourself a little and don't always be out of shape."

"I know, I know." Bonova waved his hand.

While they were talking, members of the patrolling Spiritual Cult discovered the two of them.

It's a sensitive moment.

Who can remain calm when seeing a stranger face suddenly?

The surrounding warning sentries soon sounded.

"Well, we seem to be hostile." Bonova said helplessly.

After saying that, he took out a mobile phone from his pocket.

That's right——

It's a mobile phone in the literal sense.

He called Jon very skillfully: "Hey, hey, Mr. Jon, my sister and I have arrived at the headquarters of the Spiritual Religion Group, but the transmission location is a little bit off... Well, as long as someone picks up, that will be fine.

,see you later."

After finishing speaking, he said to Bernadette, who had a subtle expression: "Let me just say that a high-end scientific research talent like me can be transported by private car no matter what."

What else could Bernadette say.

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The siblings completely ignored the nervous members of the Spiritual Cult.

A saint, an angel.

If you really want to take action against Extraordinaries who are not even demigods, that would be too cheap.

"They must be spies sent by the Blasphemer!"

"That's right!"

"Where's the captain? Why hasn't the captain arrived yet?"

There was a lot of chattering around and it was extremely noisy.

Bonois was upset.

Fortunately, a skeleton door appeared out of thin air.

The members of the Spiritual Cult were stunned for a moment, and then they knelt down on the ground in great horror, lowering their heads, not even daring to take a breath.

Squeak——

The door is wide open.

A beautiful girl with white hair up to her waist walked out, wearing a crown and looking cold.

"Your Majesty Bernadette, Your Majesty Bonois, this is the first time we meet. I am Shia Lempak Eggers, the leader of the Spiritual Religion. Mr. Jon asked me to come over to greet you two." Queen Shia said calmly: "

Please come with me."

Seeing Queen Shia, Bonova's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt the blood of Gustav awakening in his body.

Understandable.

Russell is a man who sleeps with stunning women, even witches.

Bonova inherited his father's personality, so how could he turn a blind eye to the 'Pale Queen'?

After all, both Audrey and Cattleya were just outsiders before, so he naturally had no idea.

But Queen Shia is different.

As we all know, Klein and Russell were both from China before they were released by Source Castle.

In China, the average person has white hair.

It can be said that Queen Shia completely hit Bonova's XP.

"be honest!"

My dear brother, Sister Mo Ruo.

Seeing that Bonova's eyes were not clear, Bernadette directly warned in a low voice.

Is now the time to fool around?

Pay attention to the next occasion!

Queen Shia was a little helpless.

She's not stupid.

I just didn’t expect that the Angelic Crown of the Church of Fools would actually...

Uh, moving your heart?

To be honest, physical characteristics such as gender are very vague when you reach the demigod level. If you insist on speaking, mythical creatures focus on gender recognition.

And she is the ferryman in charge of the 'Pale Ring', which is essentially the same as a corpse.

Is it possible?

A special hobby?

Oh~

That's really disgusting.

The brainstorm was fierce, but his face remained as calm as water.

Queen Shia invites Bonova and Bernadette to enter the door of bones behind her.

Bonova scratched his eyebrows: "It is a novel experience to borrow a passage from the underworld to achieve space jump. It will definitely add a lot of inspiration to my research."

As he said this, he did not forget to smile gracefully at Queen Shia.

And what he got was an amazing pink punch from his sister, "Be normal!"

Bonova:…

Queen Shia immediately developed a good impression of Bernadette.

This sister is amazing.

It's just that my taste in choosing clothes is a bit poor.

The whole journey was silent.

The three finally returned to the center of the Spiritual Religion.

This is not far from the capital of Loen Colony, Infinite.

It is a temple of the Death God located in a dense forest.

After many days, Bonova finally saw his "pengdou brother" (the real person) again. He was so excited that he stepped forward, even temporarily forgetting the white-haired beauty next to him.

"Mr. Jon!"

Jon responded enthusiastically: "Dude."

Bernadette:……

I don't like shouting "Brother" indiscriminately. It's too senior.

Bonova was indeed happy from the bottom of his heart and kept holding Jon's hand: "Mr. Jon, thank you, thank you so much. I have been practicing the path of my Lord before, and now, I have found a path that belongs to me."

Your own path to perfection!”

My Lord, I mean that nature is the "god of machines and steam."

This title is an issue left over from history and cannot be changed anytime soon.
To be continued...
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