Chapter 532: Shaking the Eight Directions

"Carlos, a total of five black-robed warriors in Huaguo's operation in Huaguo completely failed, and they did not show the divine power that my Death Temple should have. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The Grim Reaper spoke, his eyes sharpened like two unsheathed swords, and he stared at the beautiful face of the mandala and said, "I suppose you didn't make a move at the time, did you?"

Mandala shook her head, and she said, "I didn't make a move. If I make a move, then between me and the lone wolf, you will either die or I will live. I guess that's what you want to see, right?"

The eyes of the god of death sank slightly, what Mandala said was true, he needed Leng Feng to live, his purpose was to capture Leng Feng alive, naturally he didn't want Leng Feng to die. On the other hand, he was even more reluctant to see Mandala trapped in Celestial City, and Mandala was one of the most powerful help by his side.

The Grim Reaper was silent for a moment, and then he asked, "Mandala, do you think the lone wolf deliberately released the news of his whereabouts, what is his purpose?"

"The lone wolf is clever and stupid. Mandala said.

"How?" asked the Grim Reaper.

"Obviously, Lone Wolf's purpose is to rescue his brothers in the mercenary group. He released the news, and the forces besieging the mercenary group would turn their attention to him, thus defusing the pressure on the mercenary group. ”

Mandala opened his mouth and continued, "The stupidity is that his actions are tantamount to pushing him into an extremely dangerous situation. The lone wolf is very strong, and he has many enemies, how can he be the opponent of the strong on all sides alone? If he is not careful, he is afraid that he will be buried on the island of bloody war. ”

"Listening to your tone, it seems that the lone wolf is really going to die on the island of bloody battle, will you be sorry?" The Grim Reaper stared at the mandala and asked again, "I think, you have seen a lone wolf in the Heavenly City, right?"

Mandala smiled and said, "I have indeed met him, he is a very attractive man. As for regrets, if there is no such a respectable strong man in the world, of course there will be regrets. But wouldn't you feel even more sorry for the Grim Reaper?

The arm-thick butter candles in the main hall of the black castle constantly crackle under the firelight, and the soaring candlelight illuminates the entire hall, but it also illuminates the strange shadows in the room, reflecting the bloody reliefs of the surrounding reliefs of the god of death walking in the world in Western myths and legends, which adds a little gloomy feeling to the whole hall.

"Do you think the lone wolf is just helping his brothers in the mercenary group? The Grim Reaper sneered and spoke.

Mandala's seductive eyebrows lifted slightly, and she asked, "Then what do you think the lone wolf has for any other purpose?"

"Lone Wolf declares that he is on the Island of Blood, and this Island of Bloodshed is the main battlefield he has chosen. He'll be ready for everything and wait for those who come to him. A lone wolf who is well prepared, do you think it will be easy to kill?" said the Grim Reaper.

Mandala smiled, endless charm revealed, she looked at the god of death, and asked curiously, "Then how do you plan to deal with the lone wolf?"

"No, I'm not going to do anything for the time being, I'm just going to wait and see. My purpose is not to let the lone wolf die, so why should I rush to find him? There are always some people in the dark world who want the lone wolf to die, so let these people experience the wrath of the lone wolf first. The grim reaper's eerie tone revealed a sense of tranquility that made the scalp tingle.

"I see, are you going to wait for the lone wolf to fight with the powerhouses of the other forces and defeat both sides, and then our Death Temple will strike again?" Mandala asked.

"At that time, when the lone wolf was wounded, wasn't his own strength at the weakest time? At that time, I led people to go out, and it was easy to catch the lone wolf. Death said.

"It seems like a good idea, so it's decided. ”

Mandala smiled, and she turned around lightly, walking towards the outside of the black castle hall.

"Mandala, where are you going?"

Death's inquiring voice rang out.

"Take a look around, maybe you'll be on the island of bloody battles, and see how the lone wolf fights the pack. Mandala replied in a very casual tone, and she walked out without looking back.

……

Black Cross Temple.

This is a powerful force whose reputation is not weaker than that of the Temple of Death, but in recent years, the Black Cross Temple has not known what the reason is, they seem to be extremely low-key, and rarely come out to act.

No one in the dark world will forget the power of the Black Crusaders, who are like a torrent of iron horses.

The Black Crusaders are the first legion in the dark world in the true sense of the word, and no one can stop them.

In the entire history of killing in the dark world, the bloody records of the Black Crusaders are amazing, and they are even more frightened, just because the Black Crusaders are too strong, and the long string of bloody records alone is enough to make people tremble and suffocate.

On an island, where birds and beasts should be exhausted, there is a majestic and solemn church, which is white and gives people a sense of holiness and solemnity.

In front of the church there was a cross, a black cross!

This black cross is like a stain, dotted on the white church, which also destroys the original sense of holiness and solemnity of the white church, but makes people feel an inexplicable chill. Even, staring at that strange black cross for a long time will make your scalp tingle, and then produce an eerie sense of fear.

This is where the famous Temple Church, the supreme symbol of the Black Cross, is located.

On the throne of the temple at the top, a man in a white uniform sits tall, with a black cross hanging from his chest, and his eyes are looking forward, looking at the congregants below who are standing with solemn and respectful faces.

"I think you already know the news. The man in white on the throne of the church spoke, his face was calm, but the gaze in his eyes was filled with endless power, and he continued to say word by word, "Lone wolf, he has appeared again!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire church hall was immediately filled with a strong sense of slaughter.

"Honorable Lord of the Temple, the War Lion is willing to go to the Island of Blood to kill the lone wolf, Your Excellency and his head, come to pay homage to the great Black Cross Temple!"

A burly man stood up below, his lion face and broad nose, his body was powerful, and he had red hair, he looked like a lion in a rage, and the terrifying fury that emanated from his body made people's hearts palpitate.

"In that battle four years ago, the lone wolf killed an archbishop in my temple, which is a great shame for our Black Cross Temple, if we don't take revenge, how can my temple stand?" The man on the throne of the church, who was also the master of the temple, spoke, his tone was cold, and a powerful and incomparable aura gradually emanated, enveloping the entire temple.