"Miss Alice is safe and sound, and the boy is not dead, or it should have never happened." ”

"Not dead?"

Morgan looked at Heard suspiciously, and then sneered, "What about him now?"

"I don't know. ”

Hilde cheekily continued, "The kid was badly wounded and fled. ”

"Really?"

As the words fell, two dark red tornadoes about half a meter in diameter struck Hilde.

"If you are a three-year-old king, you will spare a sinner in the manner of your temple. ”

Morgan said gloomily, "Do you know that you are insulting me and insulting the IQ of my blood prince. ”

said that Ning Fan was seriously injured and escaped, which is the biggest flaw.

Ning Fan had killed so many paladins, especially one of them, and had committed so many blood debts, how could he let him go with the character of the Templar who would repay him.

What's more, Hilde was still in angelic form at the time, how could Ning Fan, who was seriously injured, escape from him.

"It's true. ”

In order to survive, Hilde, who was compromised, really let it go.

Not only did he tell the story of his broken wings, but he also swore, "I can swear to the Supreme Lord that if Ning Fan dies, I will fall into hell and be forever destroyed without redemption." ”

The people of the Temple of Light are very hypocritical, which is a point recognized by all the Bloods.

But these hypocritical people will be especially pious in one thing, and that is to face the Holy Lord.

Hilde's daring to swear by the Lord and say that he would sink into hell after death is highly credible.

It is also necessary to have a pair of light wings that are bright and dark, and also prove the broken wings from the side, otherwise there will be no imbalance of holy power.

"Could it be that Ning Fan really escaped?"

Patriarch Morgan already believed in this, although he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

The people of the Temple of Light generally have two ways of dealing with their enemies.

Either they will be taken back to the Holy Mountain and tortured.

Or let the other party be wiped out in the light.

This is a tradition that has been around since the temple was founded, and they believed that through this purification, the original sin of sinners could be washed away and sinners could be redeemed.

"It's not about intentional torture. ”

Thinking of this, Patriarch Morgan couldn't help but scoff.

can make people fly ashes and smoke, but it is conceivable that the temperature of the holy light explosion is too high,

Not to mention flesh and blood, I'm afraid that a piece of steel will turn into molten iron.

"Actually being able to tear off the angel's wings, this Ning Fan is really not simple. ”

Thinking of the difficulty, I can't help but admire the strength of Prince Morgan.

The wings of the angels are the source of their strength and the place where the high holy power is condensed.

Even Morgan didn't dare to touch it easily without preparation, let alone break it alive.

Seeing that Morgan was silent, Hield said softly, "Since there is no damage on both sides, can you just stop here!"

At this moment, external things such as dignity and honor are not considered by Hilde, and life is king.

"Of course ......"

A hint of cunning flashed in Morgan's eyes, and he said the unfinished three words, "No." ”

While Heard was losing his mind, Morgan flashed to the sky above Heard, "Dark Cage!"

The boundless magic power was released by Morgan's palm, and it shrouded Hilde like a waterfall.

"The Holy Light shines!"

Hilde gritted his teeth and looked at Morgan, the holy power emanating from his body constantly resisting the magic.

"If the Pope is here, maybe it will be useful, as for you......"

Patriarch Morgan smiled faintly, and once again increased the output of mana in the calm and leisurely mind.

"You wicked heretic dare to look down on me as a god. ”

Noticing the contempt in Morgan's eyes, Heard seemed to have been greatly insulted, and his gloomy eyes were uncertain, as if he was hesitating something.

This time, the black magic power was like a bamboo, and it disintegrated the holy power of resistance in an instant.

The dense magic was like a liquid, gradually submerging and enveloping Hilde from head to toe.

Seeing Hilde sealed in the dark cage, Patriarch Morgan had no trace of joy on his face, and with his status, he couldn't be proud of winning such an unequal battle.

"What the hell is the temple up to?"

This time, the thirteen clans of the blood clan united with other dark camps to establish a country, and the attitude of the Temple of Light was particularly strange.

The Blood Clan had already predetermined various countermeasures, but the Temple of Light did not make a move, as if it did not know about it.

It is this attitude of ignoring the eyes that makes the blood clan feel like a thorn in the throat.

It is impossible for the Temple of Light to sit back and watch the alien races unite and grow.

In this regard, the Bloodline has never had a fluke mentality.

But with the imminent establishment of the committee, the Temple of Light still did not move.

If it weren't for Alice's arrest today, Morgan would have thought that the temple would not have been able to get out.

The Bloodline had also thought that the Sanctuary was most likely secretly preparing some kind of plan, intending to deal a fatal blow to the aliens on the day the committee was formed.

Unless the committee sets the meeting place on the Holy Mountain of Light, no plan for the temple will work.

In terms of combat power, the Temple of Light is indeed superior, and with a unique way of forming a formation, it can even release forbidden spells.

It is precisely to prevent this that the meeting place of the committee will not be set in the deep mountains and old forests, that is, in densely populated metropolises.

No polity would forgive a madman who dares to release a nuclear bomb on the territory of his own country, even though such a nuclear bomb does not have the side effects of nuclear radiation.

The Pope wouldn't have gone crazy at all and cast a forbidden spell in the city.

Otherwise, the human missiles will raze the Bright Holy Mountain to the ground.

The recurrence of the scene of the Doomsday War is basically impossible.

Even if the Templars sent out the decapitation force, the Bloods would have taken this into account.

The highest single power that the temple can dispatch is nothing more than the projection of an angel at the pinnacle of the world.

With such combat power, there are at least thirteen blood clans, and this is only the blood clan, plus other alien races.

Even if there is restraint in strength, the chances of the temple's decapitation succeeding can be said to be very small.

"Unless the temple can do it with an angelic wing, summoning an angel to be possessed. ”

Thinking of this, Morgan couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

If the temple really has this kind of background, I am afraid that the bats on the earth have long been extinct, and it will be the turn of the blood clan to live to this day.

The same thing can be thought of on the side of the blood clan, but it is impossible for the temple side to think of it.

This is where the Bloodline's anxiety lies, and the anxiety comes from the unknown.

The Blood Clan's side has long wanted to arrest a high-level Templar, but due to the tacit agreement, it is difficult to do it.

After all, the restraint of the Holy Force is too strong, if there is an all-out war, the clansmen with deep blood cultivation can resist, and those weak clansmen will suffer heavy casualties.

(End of chapter)