Academy City, Seventh School District.

On the rooftop a distance from Fangli's home, a group of people were busy at this time.

It was a group of people wearing extremely ordinary clothes and about dozens of people.

These people were laughing and talking while doing various work on the rooftop.

The iron bars were installed, the walls were painted, advertising paper, leaflets, wall stickers and other things were found to decorate them, and there were people writing and drawing with chalk.

These scenes look like a group of people are decorating the rooftop, very harmonious.

However, if there is a keen magician here, you will definitely be able to discover it.

The power called magic is gradually starting to work as these actions unfold.

"Ji..."

At some point, the rooftop door was pushed open, causing the harsh and harsh sound of the iron door to echo.

""

On the rooftop, everyone's movements stagnated for a moment, but they soon recovered. While continuing the work at hand, they looked at the direction of the door obscuredly.

The next second, everyone saw it.

Two people walked in from outside the door.

"It's here, Lord Fangli."

Wuhe, who was responsible for leading the way, made way to the side behind him, looking like he was serving him.

When everyone present also saw the people standing behind Wuhe, their eyes lit up.

Fang Li raised his eyes and looked at these people.

"Is this the Amacao-style Cross-Sading Sect?"

This question was answered.

"Yes, we are the Amacao-style Cross-Sading Sect."

Speaking this, a man with a tall and thin figure, but wearing wide white clothes and jeans that even sumo wrestlers can wear. Two red stripes interlaced in front of the clothes, forming a cross pattern.

The man's hair seemed to be deliberately shaped into a chaotic shape with wax, like a stag beetle's beetle, emitting a strange black luster. He was wearing basketball shoes with shoelaces of more than one meter on his feet, but for some reason he didn't tie it. A rope made of leather or other materials hung around his neck, with four or five small electric fans about ten centimeters in diameter on it.

Such a dress is extremely strange. If you walk on the road, you will definitely attract the attention of others.

However, like the Kamikaze Fire Orion, this outfit has extraordinary significance.

The Amacao-style Cross-Sading Sect, which is good at hiding in people and society, has always used very ordinary behaviors to launch magic, including clothing, food, housing, and transportation in daily life. Finally, it is pieced together into a magic method to launch magic.

Therefore, the strange outfit of a man must have the religious significance of the Arikasa-style Cross-Sading Sect. It is definitely not a problem with the aesthetic view of using magic by every move.

Fang Li's eyes fell on the man.

The other party also raised his eyes and grinned as he walked out of the crowd.

"Are you Fangli?"

The man raised one hand and spoke like hello very casually.

"I am Jiangongzhai and am currently serving as the acting pope of the Ancestor Cross-Secret Cult."

Acting Pope.

In other words, this man named Jiangongzhai is the current leader of the Amacao-style Cross-Sad Sect.

Of course, it's just an agent.

Although his behavior looks a bit frivolous and his dress is even more inappropriate, from the bright eyes of Jiangongzhai, it can be seen from the only thing that this man cannot retreat from.

Because, the leader of the Amacao-style Cross-Sading Cult is not him, but the Divine Split Fire Weir.

He is just an agent.

As for the surroundings of Jiangongzhai, the members of the Arikasa-style Cross-Secret Sect are men, women, old and young, all wearing clothes that are no different from ordinary people. They can be integrated into the crowd naturally. They have only undergone some adjustments in subtle aspects to prepare for the activate technique at any time.

These people, plus Wuhe and Jiangongzhai, have a total of 52 members, which are all composed of the current Apeca-style Cross-Secret Sect.

They looked at the square on the rooftop one by one, with light in their eyes, but their hands did not stop.

Fangli's words can tell more or less.

"Are you building a barrier?"

Yes.

The Amacao-style Cross-Sading Cult is building a barrier.

The props used are just advertising paper, leaflets, wall stickers, chalk, paint, and so on, and so on. They look like a decoration company working, but these extremely ordinary behaviors are mixed with the instruments, conditions and meanings required to start the operation, and the ultimate formation is a barrier.

Why lay out the barrier here?

The reason is very simple.

"Your home is right here?" Jiangongzhai said with a smile: "The enemy is coming for you, so the possibility of fighting is quite high. Prepare for this area to be bounded, so it will not be a bad thing."

This is why the Amacao-style cross-death religion mentioned by Wuhe is spread around.

"After all, the opponent is a saint." Jiangongzhai said with some emotion: "No one knows better than us, how terrible a saint is."

Such speech made the members of the Amacao-style Cross-Sad Sect around them silent.

Even Wuhe lowered her head with deep understanding and fell silent.

In the past, it was because of the lack of strength that it could not keep up with the footsteps of the female pope who was a saint that the Amacao-style Cross Desolation was abandoned.

Now, a saint is about to be used as an opponent. It is conceivable how the Amacao-style Cross-Sading Sect feels.

Not to mention, this time the opponent is not just a saint.

"That is the saint, or the right seat of God, the power of the Son of God and the angels is included in the water behind the man who is in his palm."

The word Jiangongzhai is like talking to yourself, and she is talking about it as if she is talking to herself.

"That's an opponent who is stronger than the Pope. We are crazy about finding him."

As he said this, his eyes burned with fighting spirit.

Not only the character Jiangongzhai, but also the members of the Amacao-style Cross-Secret Sect are like this, including Wuhe.

The opponent is undoubtedly powerful.

But because of this, it is worth challenging.

Everyone silently told such a will.

In order to catch up with the people who long for their dreams, these people seemed to have regarded this battle as a trial.

Just because the opponents are like the God Rift Fire Iron, they are all saints.

"Sorry, I've said everything."

The word Jiangongzhai suddenly became a little frivolous and spread his hands.

"We were too excited to see a man who could defeat our female pope with one blow."

Speaking of this, the sound of the word Jiangongzhai does indeed contain a hint of enthusiasm.

In the Amacao-style Cross-Sading Sect, all those who look in the direction also have longing in their eyes.

Seeing this, Fang Li also smiled bitterly.

"So that's it, I know you a little."

Leaving such words, Fang Li looked at everyone present.

"Since all the words are over here, I'm not polite."

Fang Li said so.
Chapter completed!