Chapter 216: Concept Concealment, Nine Saints Killed in Action ()

It had been a few days since he obtained [Ultimate Lifeform].

Although he spent most of his time eating, drinking, and playing, Lin Que was relatively attentive to this new ability.

Like the 'Concept Replacement' part, he had been studying how to replace the target's identity without exposing his own original identity.

'Concept Concealment'—this was the final result that Lin Que researched and extended from the ability of 'Concept Replacement'.

Infinitely lowering his own concept of 'Lin Que' to the extent that even acquaintances couldn't recognize him.

And then infinitely magnifying the concept of the swallowed target, thereby making the other party put all their attention on that identity.

The final result achieved was that Simon, one of the twelve saints of Christianity with strength as high as a top four-digit powerhouse, didn't recognize him at the first moment even after realizing something was wrong.

However...

"If you can remember after getting certain keywords, it seems that the influence on four-digit powerhouses is still limited."

Lin Que looked at Simon thoughtfully: "Is it because your ability is biased toward the mental and soul aspects that you were able to react?"

But even so, this was still some distance from the target in Lin Que's estimation.

"It seems that it still needs to be improved, at least to ensure that those below three digits can't see it."

"Why do you always study these strange abilities."

Algol, who was constantly whipping the corpse, raised her small head and looked over in confusion.

Because she was in frequent contact with Lin Que on weekdays, Algol had some understanding of what he was doing.

"With your strength, you could clearly push through directly; why do you have to study this kind of hiding ability."

"Who told you this is what I use when I fight."

A meaningful smile appeared on Lin Que's face: "If it's fighting, I have enough with these two fists."

"Compared to combat and concealment, what I value more is the use in daily life."

Algol: "???"

Daily life?

What can this kind of ability be used for in daily life?

With Algol's thinking, she thought about it, and this kind of ability in daily life could only be used to scare people.

Would Lin Que do this?

Thinking about Lin Que's personality, Algol's gaze toward Lin Que instantly became subtle.

"You are really bad."

"Likewise."

Lin Que reached out, lifted Algol, who was still whipping the corpse, and pulled her away from Simon's North North North Side.

"Don't play anymore; seal him up and let's go; our target is not just these few."

"Fine."

Algol raised her palm and shot a gray beam of light at Simon from the air.

Click~! Click~! Click~!

With the position where the gray beam of light touched as the center, Simon's body quickly petrified and finally turned into a stone sculpture.

Lin Que took out the Gift Card Algol gave him and waved it at Simon casually.

The next second, the other party's figure disappeared from the spot and was transferred to the game venue inside the Gift Card.

"Who are we looking for next?"

An expectant expression appeared on Algol's face: "If I remember correctly, quite a few of the twelve saints are four-digit powerhouses, right."

"Don't be anxious; Christianity exchanges intelligence between the upper and lower levels once every three days."

A smile appeared on Lin Que's face: "Now that the general managers Raziel and Sariel are dead, and Christianity has a conflict with the Greek god group, this speed will only be slower."

"As long as we don't kill too many people, they won't notice the abnormality in a short time."

"Three days or so is enough for us to clear out most of Christianity's high-level officials in the lower levels."

"Wow~ so cool!"

Algol, who originally thought it was just a small fight, instantly had light shining in her eyes.

"Lin Que! This is the first time Al has found you so pleasing to the eye!"

"You can like me a little more~"

"That depends on your performance!"

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Lin Que smiled and grabbed Algol, disappearing from the spot.

"Let's go; next, let's go find Saint Matthias."

Four days later.

Little Garden West District upper level, 77th Outer Gate, Christianity headquarters.

"Hmm?!"

Peter, the head of the twelve saints, woke up from his sleep, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

"How is it possible! The connection with Simon and the others was interrupted all at once?!"

As one of the twelve saints, even if they were in a very distant position, there would still be a faint connection between them.

If this connection is interrupted, it basically equates to a death notice, representing that the other party has completely disappeared from this world.

Seeming unwilling to believe the perceived result, Peter released his perception again to confirm it carefully a few times, and his face became increasingly ugly.

His perception was not wrong; the connection between the twelve saints had indeed been interrupted by nine people in an instant just now.

Carefully confirming the identities of the nine people whose connections were interrupted, Peter found that these nine people were all responsible persons of Christianity in the lower levels.

What this meant went without saying.

"Could it be... that the Greek North North North Side took action?"

Peter, who also went to the Olympus sacred mountain four days ago, locked his target on the Greek gods at the first moment.

"No, I must tell Michael about this immediately."

A faint holy light flashed across his body, and Peter's figure instantly disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of a room door.

Time was pressing, and Peter couldn't care about etiquette at this moment, directly pushing open the room door and walking in.

"Michael, something big is wrong!"

"Saint Peter?"

Michael, who was talking to Gabriel, stopped and looked over in confusion.

"Why are you so uncomposed? Has something happened?"

"The lower-level forces of Christianity were attacked by the enemy!"

Saint Peter replied directly: "Including Simon and Matthias, a total of nine of the twelve saints have been killed in action!"

"Please send an envoy immediately to the lower levels to find out the truth!"

Michael: "???"

Nine people?