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The bewitching woman with fangs was stunned all of a sudden. The old man on crutches...... What a terrifying aura of superiority. It was like a high king, which made her feel that she didn't dare to fight and was prostrate on the ground.

By the way, she remembered.

She had followed the Duke of Morta to meetings of the Alliance, and she had felt this awe-inspiring aura from afar. It's just that the distance was relatively far back then, but now it's close, so close that it's only a dozen meters away.

Is he really the head of the council? yes, there can be no mistake. This aura of absolute superiority made her instinctively dare not give birth to the slightest resistance, and she was even more powerless than facing the Duke of Morta.

Compared to other organizations, the Dark Council is more hierarchical and harsh. The superior often has absolute control over the subordinate and the power of life and death.

Fear, horror, and a glimmer of glory. The Elder of the Council actually came to her little bar?

"Poof!" said the bewitching woman, kneeling on one knee and whispering, "Descendant of the Duke of Morta, Rebella meets the Lord of Parliament. ”

The old man on crutches walked leisurely into the bar step by step, without even looking at her from the corner of his eyes. A vampire marquis is already an extremely terrifying existence in the eyes of ordinary people. However, for an existence like him, who stands at the pinnacle of the world, he is like an ant.

Maybe in normal times, he would casually try to say a word or two. But today, all his attention was on those two people.

"Bang Bang!"

The old man clapped his hands lightly, and a kind smile appeared on his slightly pale face: "Welcome His Holiness the Pope to the sphere of influence of the Dark Council." ”

Teach. His Holiness the Pope?

The vampire Marquis Rebella heard the name. I'm going to go into cardiac arrest. The already pale face was even more pale, and the fear that could not be contained in his whole body trembled. Because there is only one person in the world who is called His Majesty the Pope, and that is the legendary Pope of Light of the Holy See.

Satan is above.

It was an existence of the same level as the council leader, and a finger was like the top person who stabbed her Rebella to death. She was about to faint, and she was in the office just now, and she was wondering if she should seduce those two strangers to try it. Who would have thought that one of them would turn out to be the Pope of Light!!

The Elder Council, the Pope of Light. Two of the world's strongest mythological figures. When they all showed up in her little predatory bar, Rebella was so frightened that tears fell. I'm just a poor little vampire, opening a little bar, raising a few little blood slaves, and living a hard life. How could he be so unlucky to meet the Patriarch and the Pope of Light here.

She seemed to have forgotten how towering she was when she faced those low-level beings or ordinary humans.

Well, the man sitting with the Pope of Light seemed ordinary. But now. She didn't dare to think that the other party was ordinary. Because in this world, there is no ordinary person who can sit and drink with the Pope of Light. And he's still so calm. After seeing the council grown-up appear, he still drank a little wine nonchalantly.

"Prince Richard. "The world belongs to the light, and a dark creature like you deserves to go back to hell." Perhaps, only when facing Yan Zun, he would often be unable to contain his violent temper.

The old man on crutches was naturally Prince Richard, and he didn't have a verbal dispute with the Pope of Light. Instead, he focused on Cao Dacang, and said with a somewhat solemn look in his eyes: "Yanzun, we haven't seen each other for some years. The flame scar on my body has never been removed. That's to remind me all the time that sooner or later, I'll have to take back that shame on you. ”

"Poof!"

As soon as he heard Yan Zun's name, the poor vampire Marquis Lord Rebella finally couldn't bear the pressure and fainted on the spot. It's a dream, yes, it must be a dream. Otherwise, how could some of the world's top celebrities gather in the little bar she makes a living for.

Of course, it doesn't matter if she's faint or dead. There are several big people present, and no one will pay attention to her.

"Hehe, old thing, you have lived for so long, and your anger is still so big?" Cao Dacang smiled lightly and said, "Go back and introduce this Tao Te Ching to you and learn about self-cultivation." Don't be angry at your age, it's easy to hang up with cerebral infarction. I haven't seen you for a long time, so it's better to sit down and drink tea first, and then talk about it for a while. ”

"Yanzun, don't gag with me here. Prince Richard said coldly, "Today, since both of you have the audacity to intrude into my sphere of influence, let me stay here forever." ”

"Yo yo, you old thing has such a big breath. Cao Dacang smiled casually, "Which green onion do you think you are?" There are two of us, you are one, and you don't know how to learn to be low-key?"

"Jinglu, don't talk nonsense with this old monster. The Pope of Light said coldly, "I already feel a powerful aura of darkness enveloping the land, and we must kill him as quickly as possible, so as not to cause trouble." ”

As soon as his voice fell, his momentum changed.

The cloak turned to ashes in a white glow. A white armor was revealed, and the armor was built to be extremely streamlined, each piece fitting his figure and muscles. The appearance of the armor is like gold but not gold, as if it is like a streamer. It is engraved with complex secret pattern formations, and independent secret pattern formations are connected, blooming with a bright and holy atmosphere.

At some point, he wore a crown on his head, and a white cloak on his back.

He also held a scepter in his hand, which was as smooth as mutton fat white jade, and a fist-sized white bead was suspended in the intricate and magnificent structure at the top of the scepter. It shone with a holy light, and the dark smell that filled the bar dissipated like snow melted in the light of the light.

"Wow!"

A pair of huge white and flawless wings of light slowly spread out on his back. Each feather seems to be condensed by the power of light, exuding a holy and endless majesty.

"God said, Let there be light. ”

The voice of the Pope of Light was like a god on high, and his words and deeds were full of the power of the laws of the Heavenly Dao.

With him as the center, a brilliant white light bloomed in all directions. Those sleeping mortals, as if wrapped in an invisible force, were thrown far away. The entire bar, including the dark forces in the sky, was dispelled.

"Stupid hypocrites. Prince Richard sneered and mocked, "When the battle was about to be fought, it was even necessary to spend his strength to save these fallen mortals. Since I'm going to kill you and Yan Zun, how can I not be prepared at all? Come out, my brothers and sisters. ”

"Giggles, Your Excellency the Prince, can't you let me watch more good shows?" A lazy and coquettish voice sounded, and a fiery red coquettish woman spread her bloody wings, flew down from the sky, hovered in mid-air and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty the Pope, Lord Yanzun, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Duke Rose!?" the Pope of Light's brows jumped slightly, his eyes showed a hint of jealousy, and his voice was cold and majestic, "I heard that you have been living in seclusion for the past ten years, and there are signs of fading out of the Dark Council. Unexpectedly, all this is an illusion. ”

"Your Majesty, look at what you said. Duke Rose covered his mouth and smiled coquettishly, "In your eyes, I am a dark creature. If you don't do anything for the Dark Council, will you still take refuge in your Holy See of Light? Giggles, Duke Ben thought about it, but you didn't dare to accept it. ”

"Hmph!" the Pope of Light said coldly, holding his scepter in his hand, "You guys just hid your whereabouts through the dark canopy, but now under my Great Light Realm, there is nothing to hide, so come out." Let the Emperor see how many feasts the old monster Richard has prepared for the Emperor. ”

His voice just fell.

In the dark void, there was a slight fluctuation. A man armed with a jet-black sword and covered in black armor appeared out of thin air. The dark aura on his body was extremely thick, as if it had turned into substance. The eyes under the double-horned helmet looked at the Pope of Light indifferently and ruthlessly and said, "In the Lower Caster, I have seen His Majesty the Pope's crown, and I have seen Lord Yanzun. ”

"Mr. Hades!?" Pope of Light's pupils shrank slightly, "It turned out to be one of the offerings of the FBG, and Mr. Hades is here." I didn't expect the alliance of FBG and the Dark Council to reach this point. ”

"His Majesty is waging jihad against the FBG, leaving us no way to live. In order to protect ourselves, we FBG will of course join forces with the Dark Council. Mr. Hades' voice was cold, as cold as coming from the Netherworld.

"Good, good, good. The Pope of Light said three good words in a row, and said in a majestic voice, "Since this is the place where the Duke of Morta is in his lair, it is impossible for the Duke of Morta not to be present, right?"

"Hahaha!"

In the dark sky, two more majestic figures descended.

One of them was a middle-aged man with white hair in a tuxedo, his white hair was meticulously combed back, his figure was tall, and he was very handsome. There was a hint of evil in his eyes. It is enough to make countless girls' hearts move secretly and make promises with their bodies.

"Morta has seen His Majesty the Pope, Lord Yanzun. The Duke of Molta, with a pair of black bat wings spread out on his back, smiled wickedly and said, "It will be the honor of my life to be able to taste the blood of two adults." ”

Under the other majestic breath, there was a burly hairy man, his muscles were as hideous as iron, and he had thick hair. The voice was as loud as thunder: "Morta, we will divide the two of us." You drink blood, I eat meat. The corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a pair of strong, sharp canine teeth.

"It turned out to be the arrival of Captain Wood, the Dark Judge, and it was a big breath. The Pope's pupils narrowed slightly. But he secretly gave Cao Dacang a look, and scolded, "Dude, are you kidding me? Are you sure you're not joining forces with the Dark Council to trap me?"

…… (To be continued.) )