Chapter 38: The Silver Moon

We were surprised by Phelps' appearance, but the old red-haired man with a scarred face was obviously a little surprised to see an old ghost dragging a heavy iron cage away, as well as me and Kim. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The person who came was not who he thought he would be.

Especially the old ghosts.

At this time, Phelps held a scepter inlaid with gems in his hand, and looked at us. He drank aloud. As if to tell us to be arrested immediately, but Kim, who was startled by the iron cage just now, had no interest in chatting with him, and as soon as he ducked, he disappeared into the warehouse of vegetables, fruits, and flour.

As soon as Kim disappeared, the dozen or so people in front of him were also stunned, and then three or five people came and searched to the side, and the old ghost and I in the open space saw the man with glasses tied up. Don't dare to move.

Phelps said another word, and the old ghost turned back. The iron door at the entrance of the passage was closed, and I said in English, "Get out of the way." ”

Because of the context, I am quite fluent in English, and when Phelps heard it, he immediately responded, "Who is he?" ”

With the scepter in his hand, he pointed at the old ghost who looked like an upright orc.

I remembered that the reason why I and the old ghost fell into this field was probably all this guy who was in the way, if it weren't for him, I was afraid that Paul would still abide by the agreement, and a lot of anger suddenly appeared in my heart, and I slowly pulled out the Crusader blood knife, and then tied the scabbard behind my back, and raised the long knife high.

This time. Phelps had just chosen to ignore what I looked like now, and determined who I was.

"Are you Wang Ming?"

This sentence is said in Chinese.

When he said this to me, countless images passed through my mind, and finally I was frozen in the result of explaining to him aloud last night when I was escorted into the prison car, only to get a cold look from him, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

Obviously, in his eyes at the time, I was not even qualified to talk to him.

It's an old thing that is so arrogant that you don't know what to do with it.

At this moment he actually spoke to me.

For nothing else, but for the sake of destroying the stake of the blood that they had carefully organized for the cardinals of the French diocese to see, and I saved the people.

In other words, this proud and stubborn old man is a cheap bone.

When I hold him, I ignore you.

hit him, but came back to his senses.

So, if I kill you, will you remember me for the rest of your life?

My brain was hot, and I didn't say another word to him, and I burst forward with my knife.

Since you are arrogant and unwilling to talk to me, then let's use our strength to speak, and let you know what it means to "don't bully young people and be poor"!

At the moment when I rushed forward, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of the stone pillar.

Phelps may have thought that by tying up our accomplices, he would be able to threaten us, just like a bloody TV series or movie, and then kill us together, but no, the two sides did not understand the language, and Kim, the only one who could understand the words just now, slipped away again at the critical moment.

The threat didn't have time to reach a consensus, and before Phelps could bring it up again, Kim appeared like a ghost.

This young man's means and choices are far more decisive than those of adults.

Under the protection of such a powerful ecclesiastical force as Phelps, Kim still quietly appeared in the crowd, and after breaking the rope tied to the man with glasses, he fought directly with others.

Kim's methods, every move and style, have a strong ecclesiastical color, and they are in the same door as these black priests, but they are more concise and concise.

He was fearless.

As for the rescued glasses man Kao Yubiao, he also showed twelve points of flexibility, first with the assistance of Kim, snatched his own head from the hands of a black priest, and then took out two daggers.

One dagger is the black dagger used when sharpening chess pieces in Wu's mother's villa before, and the other is a straight knife with a strange shape.

The straight blade was slightly longer than the dagger, and at the tip, it suddenly twisted into a blade that resembled an eagle's beak.

Olecranon knives.

This knife is the weapon that Kao Yubiao relied on to become famous.

With two knives in his hand, the man with glasses became like an acrobatic play, and the two knives flew like butterflies between his ten fingers, dazzling to see, and every time he swung it, it would be accompanied by the bloom of blood.

I can't afford to watch that brilliant knife technique, because at this moment, I am already facing Phelps.

Clang!

A piercing sound came from the spot where the long knife and the scepter clashed.

Phelps, who was holding the scepter, asked softly, "Saladin's Blade?" "Serve Dong Taba.

He recognized the knife.

But think about it, even the man with glasses can recognize it, as a member of the Inquisition, how can he not know this murderer?

It was bloody, and it was only sealed by His Excellency the Pope and the five cardinal archbishops that it was calmed down.

I still ignored his broken Chinese and slammed my strength.

I pressed forward, only to find a mountain on the other side.

The mountains are heavy, and it is difficult to survive further.

I remembered yesterday when he fought Alan at his strongest, and even though that guy had the power to destroy everything, he couldn't hold him in the end.

In the end, Alan still hurt the old man.

In terms of strength, I am inferior to him.

Just as I was thinking like this, a majestic and terrifying force surged out from the scepter on the opposite side, and I didn't fight with it, for fear of hurting my internal organs, so I only took the opportunity to retreat, but I saw that guy was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, chasing after him, and he actually smashed another staff towards my heavenly spirit cover.

This scepter is beautiful, full of gorgeous and beautiful art style, and the top is inlaid with a blue gem the size of a baby's fist, like a deep blue sea.

However, just because it's beautiful doesn't mean it can't kill people.

The moment I erupted in Phelps, I finally felt the helplessness of Allen in the face of this person yesterday.

The Inquisition, as expected, lived up to its name, even if it wasn't for the dark race, the evil force, facing him, I still felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

It is no wonder that the Holy See was able to rule Europe in the Middle Ages.

Just before Phelps' scepter landed on my head, the thing was grabbed and copied in my hand.

It was the old ghost who struck, and he steadily caught this terrifying and heavy power.

Phelps raised his eyebrows, glanced at the unusually tall old ghost covered in black hair, and sneered, and a large milky white brilliance suddenly rippled from the sapphire at the top of the scepter, enveloping the old ghost's body.

Rumble!

There was a slight shock, and I saw that the old ghost did not show much pain in the face of this holy light, but the long black hair on his body like spikes burned at that moment.

The old ghost turned into a burning man whose body was covered with blue flames.

He had to let go of the scepter, and a thick blood-colored aura emerged from the inside out, extinguishing the blue flames.

The entire warehouse was filled with a scorching mush smell.

What we just saw was not an illusion.

Phelps single-handedly oppressed me and the old ghost, but he was not just a simple man, behind him, there were more than a dozen black priests in black robes, or priests, five or six of these fellows were entangled by Kim and the man with glasses, while the others, who were not idle, chanted hymns, and then gathered around us.

Some were holding a metal Bible, someone was holding a crosssword, someone was holding a metal snare, and someone was holding a metal sleeve that fired a silver fishing net.

At the moment when Phelps forced us back, these people rushed forward like hungry tigers.

These people are all strong men who have been fighting dark creatures on the front line for a long time, and each of them is not weak, and the first thing I faced was the one with the metal Bible, a huge book, like a brick, smashed down on my head.

He appeared at a particularly precise time, and as soon as Phelps pushed me back, he appeared.

I didn't give him a chance to perform, and the long knife turned around and slashed towards his chest.

Thorn ......

There was a crack in metal, and the knife didn't cut a bloody hole in his chest, but it did scratch the chain mail he was wearing under his robes.

Good shrewd guy.

And at this moment, Phelps suddenly gave up on the old ghost and pounced on me.

Others are "shoot people and horses first, capture thieves and capture kings first", catch the big and let go of the small, but I didn't expect him to think that I had better clean up, and wanted to kill me first, and then attack the difficult bones.

In that moment, I felt a sense of depression that I was being looked down upon.

I actually became a weak chicken in the eyes of others?

I swung my sword and fought Phelps again, the Crusader Blood Knife and the Sapphire Scepter clashing hard, and a terrifying force surged from the other side.

This time, I didn't take a step back.

The masonry under my feet shattered, and my feet almost stepped into the ground, and at this moment, I took a deep breath and frantically turned the center of the two vortices.

One in the heart and one in the left hand.

And under this turn, my eyes suddenly lit up, and the dragon vein society diagram appeared in my mind at this time, and a surging dragon vein qi was transmitted from under my feet.

What, foreign countries also have dragon veins?

At that moment, I was a little dazed, but the surging breath filled every inch of my body, and I forced the red-haired old man on the other side little by little, making his crushing power weak.

Suddenly, Phelps's whole person turned into a dazzling mass of light.

Like a silver moon.