The gateway to the yang world in the Fallen Sky City is the gate to the afterlife.

Walking out of the gate of the afterlife, there is directly the Vatican, and the original coordinates of this door are here.

In the darkness of the night, Mores had a pair of wings of light on his back, like a long-lost angel, looking at the Vatican, the heart of the Holy See.

However, there was an extra girl among them, who seemed very lively, with a pair of dark eyes, looking back and forth from time to time.

As for the eight Purple Flame Dragon Horses, at Fu Yang's command, they dragged the Huoyun Chariot back to the capital city.

"Miss Sally, can I let go of your hand first?" Fu Yang said helplessly.

"No, what if you don't take responsibility and run away." Sally puffed out.

Sally is a maiden name, which is the name that Criffony gave her.

"I didn't kiss you, and besides, kissing you won't get pregnant." Fu Yang explained weakly.

"I don't believe it, what my mother said must be right." As Sally spoke, she couldn't help but use a little bit of strength.

"Okay, okay, you can pull if you want." Fu Yang said helplessly.

He tried to break free, but Sally's strength was surprisingly strong, almost as strong as pincers.

Mores, who has been watching from the sidelines, always smiles and feels that being young is good.

Getting to the point, now that Mores has reaped the benefits, he naturally has made a move.

They went to a storage room, pressed a switch, and the whole storage room kept sinking, as if they were in an elevator.

When the door opened again, the scene outside was completely different.

It resembles a large underground plaza with a large number of people coming and going.

But there is one thing, these people are dressed in a very unusual way, like a lone ranger, some are armed with giant swords, and some are carrying bows and crossbows. There are also those with firearms tied around their waists.

"What is this place?" Fu Yang wondered.

"In the underground realm of the Holy See, nearly ninety percent of the elite members often gather here to exchange information and deal with various supernatural events." Moraise looked a little proud.

Suddenly, Fu Yang's eyes lit up. The power of the Holy See is really terrifying, and it actually brings the elites together.

There are many entrances to the underground realm, and there are many entrances in the countries surrounding the Vatican.

The momentum of the people who come and go is very fierce, as if they have been cultivated by wandering on the edge of danger.

"In the entire Western world, there are too many dark creatures, blood clans, wolf clans, cannibal clans, demon races, etc., if there are no corresponding personnel to maintain the situation, human beings are very vulnerable. and even reduced to their food. Mores recounted.

Yes, human beings themselves are too weak, don't look at the earth is dominated by humans, in fact, many areas are not yet touched by humans.

In some special times, dark creatures will be rampant and come to hunt human beings wantonly, and the Holy See is the first religion in the West. There must be an obligation to maintain peace.

Thus was born a profession, the Dark Hunter. Hunt and hunt dark creatures that prey on humans.

Once upon a time, a dark and turbulent time.

On the European continent, disasters abounded, and people were crazy at that time, and dark creatures dared to walk openly in the cities.

In a precarious situation, the Holy See decided to train the first generation of Dark Hunters.

The first generation of Dark Hunters. All of them are voluntary priests, who have undergone all kinds of brutal training to learn the techniques of fighting dark creatures in order to stabilize the situation.

But the creatures of darkness did not perish, they turned into darkness. has been waiting for an opportunity to spy on the world.

The war between the dark creatures and the dark hunters goes on forever.

"They are also on a mission to deal with the troubled world, and the people who can come in here are all powerful monks." Mores said proudly.

"The Holy See is too rich to speculate." Fu Yang exclaimed.

At this moment, a hot girl came up with a strong bow on her back.

Surprisingly, she has soft green hair and pointed ears, like an elf in a magical story.

"Oops, old man, why do you have time to come down and take a look." The hot girl said arrogantly.

"Modia, I haven't seen each other for fifty years, and you don't look old at all." Mores smiled slightly.

"Hehe, who made me a noble elf, I am in the prime of life." Mo Diya's eyes turned to Fu Yang, and said with a light smile: "What a handsome little brother, are you interested in having a glass of wine?" ”

"Not interested." Fu Yang bluntly refused.

At the beginning, when he heard that it was an elf clan, Fu Yang was still a little excited, but Mo Diya was frighteningly old, and Fu Yang's little flame was extinguished.

The elves do exist in the world, they have a lifespan of more than 300 years, and it is difficult to be friends with humans, because time will make them sad again and again.

Moreover, there is no shortage of love between the elves and humans, but unfortunately, the ending is basically tragic, and the lifespan of human beings is too short in the eyes of the elves, similar to short-lived ghosts.

"Hmph, what a boring little guy." Modia shook her hair and walked away with a slightly unhappy expression.

As soon as the other party walked away, Mores said softly: "Old witch." ”

"How old is she?" Fu Yang asked.

"I don't know, I saw her when I was twenty years old, and sixty years have passed, and her appearance has not changed at all." Moraise Road.

"What an enviable talent." Fu Yang said.

In fact, the orcs and elves are scattered all over the world, but due to the evolution of time, they have various ways to disguise their racial characteristics and integrate well into human society.

Walking into a conference room, the door has been specially treated and requires objects to enter.

As soon as Mores entered, he picked up the phone on the table, dialed a number, said a few words, and hung up.

"Wait a minute, the ten leaders of the Holy See are coming." Mores explained.

"Ten leaders?" Fu Yang was a little puzzled.

"Yes, the leaders of the ten legions who have been hidden in the shadows are the ultimate power of the Holy See." Moraise said.

Fu Yang nodded, and didn't ask much, it is very reasonable for the Holy See to have hidden means, after all, the earth is very chaotic, and it is not as calm as it seems.

A cup of tea time.

The door to the conference room opened, and a middle-aged man in a straight suit walked in.

He doesn't have a bit of a fierce aura on him, he looks very ordinary, at most in terms of temperament, like a successful person in and out of high society.

"Leader of the Shadow Legion, Gorando." Mores introduced.

"I've seen His Majesty the Pope, I've seen Your Excellency." Golando was polite.

"You may be seated."

As Golando sat down, a stout aunt walked in, more than two meters tall and with a fierce face, like a low-level person who often mingled in the market.

"Mores, what's the matter with beckoning me over, I'm still busy delivering food." The rugged voice of the strong aunt spoke.

"Renee, naturally there is something important, otherwise how can the Blood Slaughter Legion be mobilized." Moraise is the right color.

Of course, Fu Yang smelled a killing breath from Renee, and he didn't think he was a simple person. (To be continued......)