"Mohammed!"

"Master Prophet!"

The protesters cheered first, and Zhao Huan was very surprised. What was going on? The prophet was actually an Arab, and Mohammed seemed to be a prophet of Islam, right? These guys were not mistaken. In this doubt, Zhao Huan suddenly found that the prophet wearing a traditional Arab robe was turning his eyes to him and then smiled mysteriously at him.

"Oh, my God!"

"Bastard! Grab him!"

"How is this possible? You must kill him!"

Zhao Huan was also shocked. He was thinking about the meaning of Mohammed's mysterious smile, but he did not expect that the prophet was assassinated in public. The assassinated person jumped out of the guard soldiers. He jumped out while Mohammed was approaching the rostrum and stabbed the dagger into his heart. Everyone was stunned by the sudden change.

The man was actually Zhu San. Zhao Huan always thought they had died at the hands of the angel. Unexpectedly, they appeared here and assassinated the prophet. Zhao Huan checked left and right, and sure enough, Scar, He Li and others were hiding nearby.

Bastard! Zhao Huan was angry when he left his back. Bad people were irreconcilable. Under the new and old hatreds, Zhao Huan had the urge to destroy these bastards immediately. However, he was worried about the situation of the prophet Mohammed. He didn't know if he could save him. So Zhao Huan rushed towards Mohammed, wanting to see how his situation was?

"It's the government! They were worried that the Prophet would threaten their status, so they kept under house arrest and now they were going to kill him again. These bastards, that assassin must be theirs." A voice suddenly whispered in the crowd.

The people who also suspected that they had been deceived were angry and began to attack the soldiers, intending to pull down the leaders on the stage.

The soldiers didn't know whether they should stop them, and at this moment, a more panicked news came.

The radio above the base suddenly rang, "Everyone, I am the commander of the security department, and I will inform you of bad news. Just five minutes ago, the demons had broken through the first line of defense. Now the gate to the north is in danger. Everyone packed up their own things as soon as possible and prepared to break through with the army!"

The base was broken? This news was like a bucket of cold water, awakening all the riots. The prophet was stabbed and the base was destroyed. Is there no way for humans to survive?

Zhao Huan finally squeezed onto the platform and walked to Mohammed. He was lying quietly on the ground, with a blood-red dagger inserted into his chest, and his eyes were still full of agility. It seemed that he had not died yet!

Hearing Zhao Huan come, Mohamed turned his head with difficulty. Seeing Zhao Huan, he had a bright smile on his face, "You are here!"

Zhao Huan was stunned, "Do you know me?"

Mohammed did not answer, and took out a thin page from his clothes with difficulty, "When you come, we will win!"

"How can I save you?" Zhao Huan didn't want him to die. If he died, it means that his side mission had failed.

Mohammed smiled indifferently, "Child, don't be sad. My death is destined. I have foreseeed it. This is my destiny and there is no way to change it."

Zhao Huan was very depressed. It was not because of sadness, but because I worked hard for so long, so you told me that this task was doomed to fail. This is fate. Don’t be sad. Isn’t this a cheating father? The more Zhao Huan thought about it, the more unhappy it became. As he encountered so many difficulties and obstacles along the way, it turned out that it was a waste of effort.

"Finally, I'll give you a piece of advice, be careful of Uriel!"

Be careful of Uli? Zhao Huan frowned. What else would he have to do with this archangel? But this guy Mohammed didn't explain. Zhao Huan didn't know what this sentence was so stupid.

Although I didn't understand what Mohammed meant, Zhao Huan took the page and thought to himself that this would not be a compensation for his failure in the mission. Maybe it was something like advanced skill scrolls or something. Maybe this is the benefit of this mission. I resisted the thumping sound in my heart. Zhao Huan opened the page and looked at the lines of big words on it. Zhao Huan couldn't help reading:

The sky opened, and there was a white horse, and the horse was called the truth of integrity, and the judgment and war were all based on justice.

His eyes were like flames, his head was covered with many crowns and blood-splashed clothes.

He has a sharp sword coming out of his mouth and can kill the nations.

He is the king of all kings and the lord of all kings.

............

Listening to Zhao Huan's recitation, a glimmer flashed in Mohammed's eyes, and he quietly closed his eyes. Great Father, I finally saw you again!

Zhao Huan didn't know that Mohammed was dead. His whole body and mind were attracted by the scriptures and read aloud without stopping.

I came from heaven with justice and justice.

Those who struggle in the sea of ​​suffering and death will be redeemed by me.

I came from the West and I would worship me when I met on the road.

Wherever I walk, all suffering will no longer exist!

The lowly chanting sounded softly, but it rang through the hearts of all the angels. All the angels looked around, wanting to know who was reciting the scriptures, but the three archangels looked over at first sight. They knew very well what Zhao Huan was doing, so they all had an angry look on their faces and rushed towards Zhao Huan.

Michael on the other side also heard the sound of the scriptures, and he looked happy on his face and said to Charlie, "Did you hear it?"

Charlie frowned in distress, "It seems that someone is chanting scriptures, and this sound is everywhere in his mind."

What? Jeep panicked and hurriedly said to Michael, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Michael shook his head, "It's a good thing."

A good thing?

Michael pieced the two tables together and said to Charlie, "Ly on!"

What? Charlie looked at Michael in confusion.

Michael smiled, “It’s just prenatal education!”

Prenatal education? Charlie still couldn't understand, but she still lay slowly on the table. Michael moved a chair to the table and did not do it himself, as if she was waiting for someone to bring it.

The Scriptures were getting louder and louder, and the three archangels rushed to Zhao Huan. Raphael, who was most anxious, took action first. With a wave of his hand, endless flames fell towards Zhao Huan, but at the moment when the flames fell, Zhao Huan actually disappeared.

I entered the world early because of your prayers.

I will lead you to rebirth and return to light, my name is Messiah!

Zhao Huan closed the scriptures and suddenly found that he was no longer on the high platform, but on a chair. There was a table in front of him, and it was Charlie lying on the table?

What's going on?

Before Zhao Huan could figure it out, Michael patted his shoulder excitedly, "Welcome back, brother! Are we successful?"

Success?

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Chapter completed!