Ireland.

St. Galen Monastery is a very ancient monastery. It was established in the late Middle Ages, adjacent to the Xiangnong River. It has a beautiful environment and is located in a remote location. Unlike the church that provides places for the believers to live in and practice, it is a place for monks to stay and practice, which is very pure and elegant.

The old professor with messy hair straddled his bulging shoulder bag and walked through the Rococo style walkway.

"Tsk tsk, so many years have passed, and the environment here has changed a lot..."

The old professor avoided the monks coming and going, looking at the decorations around him, and walked through the hall with a familiarity and walked into the chapel located in the center of the monastery.

It is not the time for worship now, and the chapel is empty.

"It's still here!"

The old professor's eyes swept across the podium, and saw the pictures above, showing a touching smile.

The portrait of the Holy Spirit in the picture was drawn based on him.

Back then, he secretly left the legion, leaving it on the earth without leaving. The first place to hide was in this monastery. The first piece of Bertha’s cane was hidden here by him, allowing the monks here to guard for generations.

He trusted the monks here very much because they were all ascetics and would never reveal his news.

After remembering the past, Randolph sighed, turned from the wooden ladder to the attic, found the third wooden cabinet, and reached out without hesitation and tore the wooden cabinet in half.

In the cracks in the wooden cabinet, a silver-white metal rod exudes a faint glow.

"That's great, still here!"

Randolph smiled and took out half of the "stick" and stuffed it into his carry-on bag.

Not far away, Bai Jinglan also smiled and held the silver stick in his hand. The bright magic light rippled and was suppressed by the black Qi.

However, these magical brilliances did not stop, but were still shining with brilliance.

It is calling.

Bai Jinglan's heart moved and took out the other two sticks from his pocket.

Yes, this cane is the last section.

The full sense hypnosis of "Mirror Flower and Water Moon" may not have much effect on supreme mages, but for people below the Heavenly Father, it is basically accurate to each one.

Bai Jinglan just found Randolph in Seville and gave him a psychological hint. The guy immediately dug out the treasure he had hidden in like burning his butt.

In order to speed up his speed, Bai Jinglan even helped him open the portal, allowing him to jump from Seville to Ireland in an instant.

The first cane is in the forest park in Norway, the second cane is underground in a cathedral in Seville, and the third cane is in this Irish monastery.

In less than two hours, the Berserker's canes gathered together to achieve success!

Buzz!!!

Three pieces of canes appeared in the same space, and the three trembled violently at the same time and quickly approached each other.

They are pulling each other and preparing to combine again.

The full version of the Berserker's cane has the attributes that are definitely stronger than the truncated ones.

However, for Bai Jinglan, one thing is enough!

"stop!"

Bai Jinglan reacted very quickly, and he reached out and grabbed it with quick eyes and hand. He stuffed a piece of walking stick back into the dimensional pocket, grabbed one piece tightly in his hand, and threw the other piece directly into the infinite altar.

In a blink of an eye, I changed my appearance.

【Magic Origami

From: "The Adventures of Jackie Chan"

Introduction: Origami with the transformation magic can change its shapes as you wish and have the ability to transform the shapes]

"This thing..."

Bai Jinglan didn't know how to evaluate it. This magic prop is very useful, and it is also very useless.

As long as you have this piece of paper, you can merge with it as you wish, and you are given the ability to change various forms of origami. Not only will it become a knife, it will be sharp as a knife, but it will be sharp as a needle, but it will also become a bird flying in the sky. And it will also become an eagle, and it will be a swallow's dexterity; it can become a variety of beasts, a tiger will be a tiger's ferocity, a bear will be a bear's strength, and a rhino will be a rhino's body... In short, you can obtain similar abilities by using it to make any shape.

However, this thing is a paper item after all, and even magic paper cannot escape the characteristics of the paper. No matter what form it becomes, water, fire, or sharp blades can cause fatal damage to it.

Overall, it is better to say it is a toy than to say it is a magic weapon.

Of course, if you use toys well, it is no worse than magic tools.

Bai Jinglansi was using the use of origami. Randolph tucked the rotten wooden sticks and was excitedly ready to leave, but as soon as he reached the door of the chapel, he was blocked by a group of people.

The leader was a European man with a strong body, a sickly smile on his face, and looked Randolph up and down with a pair of sinister eyes, muttering in surprise: "It's you! It's you! I knew that the ancestors' notes did not deceive me..."

Randolph frowned and shook his bag behind him: "Who are you?"

"I am Jacob, we are all... your believers!"

The man spoke the words of the believer, but his expression seemed to look at prey, "My ancestors helped you keep a secret, Theresa Barron, for hundreds of years, do you still remember this name?"

"Tresa?"

Randolph nodded perfunctorily, "Of course I remember Jenny's brother, the pastor who recorded my story."

In the fifteenth century, he returned to this monastery and fell in love with the nun Jenny here. Jenny liked to listen to stories, so he processed his story and told Jenny. Jenny's elder brother Theresa overheard the story, shaped him into the Holy Spirit of the world, and vowed to keep this secret for him.

But now it seems that he did not obey the complete oath, but instead passed on the story of Randolph in another way.

Jacob was so excited: "According to my ancestors' records, you fell in love with the life of the earth and human nature, so that when the legion of God returned to the divine realm, you quietly stayed on the earth and lived a simple and happy life. I was a little skeptical, but when I saw you nearby, I almost thought I had hallucinations, haha, my ancestors really didn't lie to me!"

Randolph said lightly: "Then you should know that I don't want to be disturbed."

Jacob closed his smile, his mouth was strangely raised, and his eyes were a little crazy: "We just think that since you are no longer willing to fulfill God's responsibilities, what should we do to us?"

Randolph's expression completely sank: "What do you want to do?"

"Artificial Artifact!"

Jacob sneered before he spoke. The woman beside him took a step forward and shouted loudly, "You are a coward, you are escaping from God's power. We will take over your divine power, become the God of the new world, and establish a new world order!"

"New Order!"

"New Order!"

The followers behind the two cheered wildly.

"A naive human."

Randolph shook his head and suddenly felt very funny.

He tried his best to hide his cane, but he didn't want to be found, but for more than a thousand years, people have been searching for it.

Jacob's group was not the earliest, nor was it the last one. As long as his legend was still circulating on the earth, countless people would continue to look forward to finding the legendary creation of the gods, and then soaring into the sky and becoming a new god.

He actually didn't see these ambitious people on earth, because no matter how great their ambitions were, they only had a few decades of time. He could drink coffee and watch the time flow, waiting for these ambitionists to enter the graves one by one.

The shouts of these fanatics finally attracted monks who practiced.

Seeing the crazy crowd in front of the chapel, the old monk was very upset and shouted: "Hey, what are you doing here? This is a place for the cultivation of the Qing Dynasty. If you want to go to the church for worship..."

"Go to die!"

Jacob didn't know if he was born with a bad temper or acquired bipolar disorder, but he was like a bomb that was about to hit the spot. He took out the gun from his arms without hesitation and pulled the trigger at the old monk.

"don't want!"

Randolph wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

He did not hold the Berserker's cane and his physique was just an ordinary Asgardian. Even if he was much stronger than the Earthlings, he could not intercept bullets.

Bang!

The gunshots are crisp.

However, it doesn't seem to hit.

The old monk was shocked and found that he was not shot, so he ran away while rolling and crawling.

"I'm not dead, you're lucky!"

Jacob and his party didn't think much about it. They were not sharpshooters, so it was not surprising that they shot one shot.

Randolph's eyes were full of surprise.

With the Asgardians' super vision, the bullet trajectory can barely be seen.

He vaguely saw that the bullet did not deviate from its trajectory. It was originally a result of a certain hit, but when it was about to hit the old monk, another trace quickly passed by and instantly beat it into powder.

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