Parr's palms were slightly sweaty, and almost the same sweat glands of humans drained bodily fluids outward.

How could Tyre be here!

Although he changed his appearance when he joined the White Lions to distinguish him from his appearance as a disciple of George, he still used the name Parr.

He is in danger and could reveal his identity at any moment.

But with Parr's plan, Tyr would not be here at this time, and he should be near the Pure White Tower now.

Parr spoke a little nervously:

"Lord Tyr, why are you here?"

Tyr glanced at the many knights behind Parr with puzzled faces. Said:

"Plans have changed, we have moles. ”

Parr almost thought that Tyr had discovered his identity, and only forced himself to calm down after seeing that he had no intention of making a move:

"What's going on?"

Tyr Says:

"You, Wright, Gary, one of the three of them leaked our plan to Alec, and now he has not left the church, but has stayed in the center of the church, protecting the faithful, and if you take these knights to the Firth Cathedral to slaughter the faithful now, you will only face Alec's wrath. ”

When the hundreds of knights who followed Alec heard this, they immediately looked at each other and slaughtered the believers?

A question came from the Knights of Reims:

"My lord, we can't do anything to innocent citizens of England, I swore to protect them"

"Won't you explain, Lord Parr?"

"What the hell do you want to do, Pal, that's not what Master George and Lord Adams meant!"

"Parr, who is this man, have you betrayed the Knights?"

Oops, they say their names.

Parr clenched his fists, he hadn't thought about the situation without thinking about it, and he had a special way of coping with it.

Normally, his cognitive interference with the humans around him is passive, but if he actively invades a person's mind, his interference ability will be increased countless times.

He was ready to hack into Tyr's head, but now he wasn't as sure as he had been.

The current Tyre was the same as the Tyr he had seen before.

It's not just the power of Pengbai within him, it's the terrifying will revealed by his tyrannical and crazy eyes.

It wasn't the will and strength of the White Lions President, it was something much older, more mysterious.

Pal didn't know what it was, and he didn't know if Tyr would be able to harness this crazy power, but at least he could see that Tyr wasn't at his mercy like he was a few dozen days ago.

The irrepressible madness and brutality hidden in the depths of Tyr's heart had spread around like some kind of rare gas that actually existed in the air, and even if the other party was now shouting that he wanted to kill him, Parr would not have any surprises.

Tyr chuckled:

"What are you worried about? Relax, but there is no power of will, and a person of your will would be terrified by the tyranny and madness of this power.

"But for me, this is nowhere near the ultimate horror I have ever encountered, and the real evil is countless times more terrible than this power that has lost its master. ”

Although Tyr spoke lightly, he knew that he had indeed been attacked by the power of the Old Gods.

If he hadn't been affected, he would never have been so arrogant and rude when he had just spoken to Hervin, and now when he was communicating with Parr, but he would have been as approachable as before.

For Tyr, as long as he can achieve his goal, he can do even the most despicable things.

If he needs to lose face, he can be humble as a servant, and if he needs to be high, he will treat all beings as worms.

But the pollution of the power of the old gods is physical in nature, and it cannot be overcome and overcome by will alone.

Fortunately, he was ready to deal with filth.

Now that he has decided to steal the power of the gods and be on an equal footing with Gaphnan, how can a mere spiritual pollution stop him.

Tyr and Parr looked at each other:

"I don't care what you are, how you tricked me, and I don't want to know what secrets you have.

"As long as you're on my side, I'll help you achieve your goals, you want to deal with the Primordial Fire, right? Even if you plan to destroy them completely, I can help you enough. ”

Parr wasn't convinced, could Tyr really turn a blind eye to his tricks?

Even though he remained skeptical, the parasite said with a look of reverence:

"If you can help me deal with the Primordial Fire, I'll say yes to whatever you ask. ”

Whatever Tyr wants, Pal will accept it first, because as soon as this matter passes, he will change his identity casually, and no one will be able to find him.

Under the influence of the forces of war, Tyr's expression was haughty and indifferent:

"If you have betrayed me and ended up killing yourself now, you will only be killed, but if you don't tell the truth, I will exterminate your entire race. ”

Parr's face also turned cold:

"Don't worry, I haven't betrayed you, but I'm kind enough to warn you that even the Pope of the Primordial Fire would not dare to say such a thing. ”

Tyr smiled:

"He's a great guy indeed, but compared to the realm I'm about to reach, you, Gary, Wright, and the Primordial Fire Pope are all just bugs, the difference is that some bugs are hypertrophied and some bugs are skinny. ”

Tyr spoke as if he were already one of the many gods, distinguishing himself from the mortals:

"In the meantime, if you can solve that traitor for me by the way, I will reward you well. ”

Parr was no longer respectful to Tilby, and he had already seen that the other party was not going to do it now.

Pal sneered and asked:

"What can you give me?"

Tyr didn't answer directly, but made a request first:

"I need you to bring a war to the Primordial Flame, a small war, but remember that it is a war, and deep down you have to sacrifice this war to me.

"I will let this war continue to expand and spread, and the war will grow in a distorted manner in this world in a manner similar to a plague, and it will be intertwined like the oldest vines, and all the souls that die in the war will become the source of my strength, and I can assure you.

"The souls of all members of the Primordial Flame belong to you. ”

At this moment, Parr, who finally noticed something unusual, slowly turned around, and the members of the knights who followed him had not made a sound for a long time.

The silent war quietly unfolded behind him, all the knights' eyes were red, and they plunged their long swords into the chests of their comrades, who were usually like brothers and sisters, seemed to have turned into ghosts in hell in their eyes, even if they gave up their lives and honors, they would kill their former brothers in a cruel and efficient way.

Parr clenched his fists with excitement and trembled uncontrollably.

Such wonderful power!