Chapter 518: A Thousand Years of Grudges
Seeing that the blood clan had two grand dukes and three dukes at once, Sisto's heart gradually sank. (5) ∨ eight (5) ∨ eight (5) ∨ read (5) ∨ books, .●.●o
Although after all these years of penance, his cultivation has squeezed into the top five seats of the Bishop of the Holy See of Light, but in the face of the two Grand Dukes of the Blood Clan, with the strength of himself, the Holy Maiden and the four Paladins, Sisto no longer has any luck in this battle.
At this time, Sisto had already prepared for the worst, even if he fought to the death, he had to protect the Holy Maiden and the Holy Spear to leave safely.
"Oh, praise the damned God, Sisto, this is your fault, you and Her Highness the Holy Maiden have come thousands of miles to the country of M, no matter how we say it, we must also do our part of the friendship of the landlord, it really saddens us when you say this!" Listening to Sisto's words, Guti spread his hands regretfully, but there was no respect in his tone.
"Friendship of landlords? When did the kingdom of m become the domain of the blood clan under the light of God? What a joke! What is this again? ”
Sisto was trembling with anger from Guti, and after a few sarcastic remarks, he ignored him and turned to another old man in a silver cloak.
"Your Excellency Bishop Sisto, Dioff of the House of Parat. Greetings to you from Pratt! The old man beside Guti could hear that Sisto was referring to the vultures, and he was looking forward to the tomb of Xin, Xin, Huan, and Yao, and the tomb
"What? You are the genius of the Pratt family, Cisse. Prince Pratt's grandson, Dioff. Grand Duke of Parat? ”
As soon as the old man's words beside Guti fell, Sisto suddenly screamed, and his heart suddenly became cold, with the freak of Dioff, even if he fought to the death, the success rate of the saint's escape would never exceed two percent.
The Holy See of Light has a database dedicated to the study of members of the Blood Clan, which records in detail the rank, age, and secret methods of each member of the Blood Clan from the prince to the marquis.
The reason why Sisto was able to know about Dioff was not only because he was one of the three princes of the blood family. Prince Pratt's grandson, and because Dioff is a rare genius of the blood clan for hundreds of years, he was promoted to the grand duke at the age of two hundred and seventy.
At two hundred and seventy years old, the vast majority of the members of the Bloodline were still hovering between viscounts and earls, but Dioff had already crossed the rank of Marquis and Duke, and had reached the rank of Grand Duke, which was admired by all members of the Bloodline.
Take the Grand Duke Guti next to him as an example, he was nine hundred years old when he was promoted to the Grand Duke, and Guti is still relatively talented in the blood clan.
It can be said that Dioff. Pratt is the most promising member of the entire Bloodline to advance to the fourth prince.
The exercises of the blood clan are completely different concepts compared to the Holy See of Light, the Holy See uses meditation, praise, aria and other means to improve cultivation, if the talent is good and hard work, in a short period of time can reach a very high level, for example, Sisto, one hundred and twenty years old this year, forty-five years ago, that is, at the age of seventy-five years to reach the rank of archbishop.
On the other hand, the Blood Clan is completely different, due to their physical structure, they are destined to be unable to make rapid progress in cultivation like the Holy See, and can only accumulate little by little, fortunately, they have a long life.
Of course, this is not absolute, if you meet someone like Mo Feng who has the blood that can quickly improve cultivation, then it is a different matter. But the problem is that there are so few of them that it's almost negligible.
If that alone wasn't enough to make Sisto despair, Prince Pratt had already passed on the ghost lamp, one of the thirteen Sacred Artifacts of the Bloodline, to Dioff, according to the records of the Holy See's database.
The ghost lamp ranks fifth among the thirteen sacred weapons of the blood clan, if the ghost lamp is lit, within the scope of the light, people's consciousness and actions will be controlled by the ghost lamp, until the soul is finally drained by the ghost lamp. But using the ghost lamp requires a secret method, and this secret method is the black magic that Mo Feng is looking for.
Of course, the holy weapon of the blood clan is the same as the holy weapon of the Holy See, not everyone can use it, the holy weapon has quite strict requirements for the user, and the user must fully meet all the conditions for using the holy weapon, take the ghost lamp as an example, one of the most basic conditions for the user is to cultivate to the rank of the grand duke, and have the secret method to use.
For the ghost lamp, the Holy See's holy weapon can be restrained, but unfortunately, the holy woman has just activated the holy spear and has not been able to fully control the power of the holy lance.
"Damn, I didn't expect that there were really two grand dukes and three dukes, in front of them, Joseph's old guy is not even a fart, no, I have to hide it, in case they find out, it's hard to die if you don't want to!"
Mo Feng, who was curious for a while, didn't expect that he would accidentally bump into a big secret, the legendary holy spear turned out to be real, but with this, if he was exposed, even if these five old vampires didn't make a move, the Bright Holy See would never let him go.
Mo Feng, who was secretly frightened, hugged the branch tightly, his consciousness was restrained, and he didn't even dare to gasp for breath, for fear of making a sound.
Under the rapid operation of the true qi in the meridians, a layer of silver light that was invisible to the naked eye slowly emanated from Mo Feng's body, and then wrapped Mo Feng's body, gradually merging with the big tree where he was hiding.
"Sisto, please don't get me wrong, I just came by order of my grandfather to invite the Bishop and His Highness the Holy Maiden to the house, and I have no other meaning! And of course, you have to carry a Longinus gun! ”
Looking at Sisto, who had become panicked when he heard his reputation, Diofpi, who was secretly proud, said with a smile.
"Hmph, it seems that you already know the real purpose of the Holy Maiden's coming to Riga Town, otherwise it would not be possible to arrive here from Northern Europe in a short time. It's just that what I didn't expect was that there were your spies hidden in the Holy See of Light, and such a secret news could also be revealed, it seems that this traitor's status in the Holy See of Light should not be low, and when I go back, I will definitely show the Pope and thoroughly investigate the spies. ”
When Sisto saw Dioff mention the Holy Lance with a relaxed face, Sisto immediately understood that the news of the birth of the Holy Spear had leaked, and the thought of being betrayed by his own people, Sisto was so angry that his face turned pale and his whole body trembled.
"Don't talk about it, obediently hand over the holy maiden and the holy spear, maybe I can spare your dog's life, old thing, you are so old, I am not interested in your blood."
Dioff, who had lost his patience, decided not to tease Sisto anymore and snatched the holy spear as the right thing, so he tore his face and showed his hideous face.
"Don't move, we're the police, now I order the five of you to lie down with your heads in place, or we'll shoot!"
Rams, who had been calling for support for a long time and still did not reply, saw that these five ghostly old men were about to attack the saint, thinking of their duties, and couldn't care so much, he jumped in from outside the fence, aimed his pistol at Dioff's head and shouted, and beside Dioff, there was a loud sound of pulling the safety open.
Dioff didn't even look at Rams, a bloody smile quickly rose from his lips, and his right hand was slightly raised, pointing at Rams and the other policemen to give the order for the massacre.
"You three, clean up the scene!"
As soon as Dioff's words fell, the bodies of the three dukes who had been silent behind him paused slightly, and immediately turned into three red rays and shot towards Rams and the others who were ten meters away.
"Ahh
Feeling in danger, Rams was about to shoot, only to see a flash of red light in front of him, followed by a sharp pain from his neck, and before he could scream, his consciousness fell into eternal silence.