I stood up and walked towards the ruins where Oliver was buried. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When I arrived, I saw Oliver lying in the rubble, a lot of rubble pressing on him, the corners of his eyes and ears were cracked, blood was leaking out, and when he grinned, his teeth were bright red, and he looked miserable.

When he saw me, his eyes were full of fear, and I saw that his hands were shaking uncontrollably, perhaps because of fear or because of the great trauma to his body. He tried to speak, but tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The armor he was proud of didn't stop my Demon Fury Talisman, and by this time the armor had long since been torn apart, and the original golden armor had become dim, no different from brass.

I raised my sword, and he laughed miserably and closed his eyes, as if he had guessed that I would do it.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves sounded in the passage.

Then, dozens of knights in armor rode out in a neat procession on tall horses, and my heart sank, could it be that Oliver's reinforcements had arrived?

After a rough count, there were more than twenty people in the Knights, and they were still moving towards this place one after another, and there was no tail in sight.

Oliver had been beaten by me and had no ability to resist, so I wasn't worried that he would sneak up on me. As soon as I turned around, I watched vigilantly at the sudden appearance of the knights, and took a stance, as soon as they rushed up, I immediately flew out the only demon wrath charm, and then took advantage of the chaos to fight a bloody way out.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and tigers can't stand up to wolves. I don't think I'm capable of fighting dozens of knights, especially when I see the armor on them, I'm even less confident.

What's more, the worst in the team is the Silver Cross Knight, and there are four Golden Cross Knights, and the worst thing is that there are two guys who are not wearing armor in the team, they look like ordinary people, but the momentum on their bodies is very fierce, and they even faintly press the Golden Cross Knight.

The knights lined up in front of me, and the tall horses looked very irritable, one by one throwing their heads up and neighing, and the iron hooves made a heavy sound on the ground, as if they could not wait to rush up and crush me.

To my surprise, the team split from the middle, divided into left and right, and gave way to a white horse in the middle. Above the white horse was an amiable old man, with some gray hair, wearing a wide gray robe and a ruby ring on his little finger, which looked like a lot of money.

The old man looked to be seventy or eighty years old, his mouth was a little deflated, his face was covered with age spots, and he looked weak and weak.

But his next movement proved that my fears were unwarranted, and he jumped off his horse with a deflection of his legs, his movements light, not at all like that of an old man. After jumping down, he turned into the old dragon bell again, bent over his waist, and walked slowly towards me.

As he dismounted, all the knights jumped off their horses and stood straight up and saluted him with great respect.

There is no doubt that this old man is a big man.

He walked up to me with a smile on his face, and to my surprise, my sword of evil fell back into the hilt of its own accord. Moreover, the Dao power that was exposed from my body was also uncontrollable and retreated into my body, as if fire met ice.

The strength in my body disappeared inexplicably, but I didn't flinch, I looked directly at the old man, and asked without humility or arrogance: "Old man, are you here to stand up for Oliver?" ”

This sentence attracted the angry eyes of all the knights behind the old man, and they all put their palms on their waists, drew their long swords in unison, and looked at me dissatisfied, as if they were just waiting for the old man to give an order, and they would dismantle me in pieces.

One of the knights even opened his mouth and rebuked angrily: "Yuan Luo, you must not be rude to the Pope!" ”

Pope? My mouth opened in an O-shape. I knew that this old man had a lot of backgrounds, but I never thought that he was the most powerful person in the entire Western Bright World.

He looks so ordinary and kind, there is no power fluctuation on his body, and there is no oppression at all, if you don't consider the color of his skin, he is purely the image of the old man next door.

But obviously, the knight will not lie to me, and now the battle is in front of me, and there is only one in the world who can have this kind of battle.

In the face of such a supernatural giant, my resistance is obviously powerless. I believed that he would have no trouble killing me if he wanted to, so I threw the sword into my waist as a sign of respect for him.

The old man spoke, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was proficient in Chinese, which increased my good opinion of him, and he said: "Son, you have done a good job, you have helped me to clear the traitors of the Holy See, and I extend to you the highest respect on behalf of the Holy See." ”

When the words fell, he bent down his already rickety waist slightly. And all the knights behind him saluted me.

I hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Please get up, I can't afford your gift." ”

To tell the truth, when I saw the Pope, I immediately understood that people were not in retreat at all, but were secretly observing who was loyal to them and who harbored evil intentions. Oliver, this guy couldn't hold back, and actually did this kind of betrayal of the Holy See.

And I, to put it mildly, am just a pawn in the hands of the pope.

In other words, people would have thought that I would go all the way to Europe for my friends, and even more so that I would interfere in the ritual of resurrecting demons for the sake of so-called bullshit justice. In vain, I thought I had been a fisherman for a while, but I never thought that I was still in the calculations of others.

I was upset by this feeling, but it dissipated as the Pope saluted me.

I have to say that this old man is still very good at being a man, he stood up straight and said with a smile on his face: "Child, you have made such a great contribution to the Holy See, I can meet one of your requests, as long as it is within my ability." ”

The corners of my mouth hooked, and I began to think about how to slaughter him. For the whole thing, I spent rent to lease the Buddha Light Stone and the Demon Wrath Talisman, you know, these two things cost me a lot of money, and I flew all the way here, wasting a lot of my precious time.

The first thing that came to my mind was the holy weapons in the Vatican Palace, but I didn't know much about how to use the Western holy weapons, not to mention that I already had the evil sword in my hand and the colorful heaven-swallowing seal in my body, these things were enough.

Money? If you want to talk about money, no matter how much there is, it is lacking, but will it be too vulgar to talk about money with the spiritual power of 800 million people? Besides, with my current behavior, it is a matter of minutes to make money, but I am afraid that the favor of the Vatican Pope will not be able to be won twice in this life.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't think of anything I needed.

I scratched my head, and my eyes suddenly fell on the black altar, and the five witches behind the altar.