Pope Paul gritted his teeth and slapped the pill in his palm into his mouth, but the old man still kept an eye on it, and pressed the pill under his tongue when his Adam's apple moved.

Syllable! A slap on the neck of Pope Paul, the pill pressed on the bottom of the tongue slipped directly into the esophagus like a spring, the Pope really wanted to pick his throat with his fingers, but a joking voice sounded behind him: "Old Paul, everything is fine after taking this pill, I believe we will become friends in the future, go, let everyone who wants to live take the pill, if it is not enough, I still have it here." ”

Pope Paul looked bitter, he seemed to have felt the pills melting in his stomach, and now he was turning into a hot flame swimming around, his mind was in turmoil, and he actually started to distribute the pills in his hand to the cardinals beside him one by one, and when he sent one, he would reach out and draw a cross on his chest, looking at this group of bishops pretending to be holy and distributing poison, the werewolves on the side couldn't help but quack.

The poisoned Pope remained sacred in the eyes of the clergy, and each of them obediently took a 'Lilith's curse', leaving only Archbishop Leo and a few Templars who were still sitting on the ground gasping for breath.

Pope Paul walked up to Archbishop Leo with a pill in his hand and whispered, "Leo, for the Lord's sake, eat it!" ”

The pope is the pope, and even letting people eat a poison has to be seen in the face of the Lord, as if it is not a poison, but a gift from the Lord, a sacrament!

Archbishop Leo stretched out his trembling palm to take the pill from the Pope's hand, and a trembling cry sounded in his ears: "Father, don't eat it!" ”

Catherine couldn't watch her father eat a poison, she turned her head to look at the black-robed priest beside her with a sad face, and begged in a trembling voice: "Save him, I beg you!" ”

People are selfish, Catherine saved her father and didn't care about the life or death of the black-robed priest at all, and the strong enemies around him looked around, just with his one person and one sword, he could beat a few people, not to mention that there are now two more adjudicators who surrendered to the enemy, normal people know that there is no chance of winning, it seems that the big-chested foreign girl also lacks brain cells.

Pope Paul glanced at Catherine and the black-robed priest, a look of displeasure on his face, and still handed the pill in his palm to Archbishop Leo's reach.

Just as Archbishop Leo was about to reach for the pill, a faint voice suddenly sounded: "Little ghost, don't go too far. It was the black-robed priest with an expressionless face who spoke, but the little ghost in his mouth was tantamount to provocation in the ears of the seven blood clan lords, and they turned around, seven pairs of cold red eyes stared at the black-robed priest's face, and the female knight beside him bent down and picked up a long sword.

"You're looking for death!" A Blood Lord snorted coldly, and his sharp claws slowly raised, but the Templars standing next to the black-robed priest all stepped back a few steps to the side, and consciously stood next to Pope Paul, and two of them respectfully asked the Pope for a red bean and swallowed it.

"Dear master, the little imp knows what to do." Dracula Cage bowed two steps forward, and bowed deeply to the black-robed priest under the surprised gaze of everyone.