Chapter 380: Getting Carried Away
The footsteps approached, Sigma closed his eyes, and the dark and cold aura that lingered in the Iron Prison of Thorns all year round silently converged around him, this is the darkest place of the Holy See, where a huge number of dark creatures die every year, and many more prisoners are tormented here, their curses, rage, despair and death are intertwined here, and they have become the best disguise for necromancers at this moment.
When Sigma opened his eyes again, the necromancer's eyes were already covered with a cold and gray dead silence, and the majestic vitality belonging to the living beings was concealed by the deliberately emitted death aura, blending in with the surrounding environment, and he was expressionless in the shadows, watching the uninvited guests hurrying by.
A middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, a high-ranking paladin, if he was a temple spy, it would be very interesting......
Judging the opponent's rank from the other party's brilliant and dazzling soul fluctuations, Sigmalio made up his mind as soon as he groaned - the high-level priests are more annoying, after all, for a necromancer, the most difficult enemy is the paladin, he has a way to kill the other party, but he is not sure to capture him alive, not to mention that he is still a disciple of the temple, if he is in a crisis, there is no doubt that the other party will decisively commit suicide and not let himself be captured.
So you should wait and see what happens, find the best time to make a move, and ......
A sneer appeared at the corner of the necromancer's mouth, and his spiritual power spread silently, observing the target's movements and listening to his voice with the help of the ubiquitous darkness and death.
There is no pretending to introduce himself, there is no persuasion and inducement of a long speech, this priest ...... No, now that it was certain that he was a disciple of the Temple, the man maintained the most basic guards, and then came to the core of the prison as fast as he could, facing the most vicious prisoners, and went straight without a word of nonsense.
His body twitched unnaturally, and then with a whoop, he forcibly vomited a silver ring from his abdomen.
Space Ring!
This extremely rare and precious treasure made the dark creatures stir, even if the predators at the top of the food chain of the dark world were imprisoned here, and there were only a dozen people who once had this kind of storage equipment, the temple disciples did not talk nonsense, the spirit communication space ring, and took out a small golden bottle.
Then without hesitation, he threw it at the six-winged vampire: "This is a vial of the dragon blood of an adult jade dragon, and the power contained in it is enough to make you break open and seal your more than a hundred holy nails!" β
Then he took out a sphere wrapped in Mithril and threw it to the werewolf Duke on the other side: "Smash the surface Mithril, this is an artificially refined moonlight streamer, which is sealed with a piece of the purest moonlight in the world!" β
Echo Stone, Sea Soul Grass, Two-Headed Troll's Blood, Mana Orb...... One by one, the mysterious items were taken out and distributed to the dark creatures present as quickly as possible, these things were so strange that even Sigma couldn't recognize them, but from the surprised and excited expressions of the dark creatures, it was clear that this must be an item that could make them quickly recover a certain strength!
But after the excitement, the cunning and suspiciousness of the dark creatures' personalities took over the brains again, and even the most irascible and reckless monsters did not immediately use the precious items in their hands that would allow them to instantly regain a certain strength - they carefully checked for any poison or curse in them, while observing the actions of the bosses, the top predators, led by the Blood Prince and the Werewolf Duke, were now playing with the objects in their hands, and showed a sneer of unknown meaning.
"What are you waiting for?" The temple disciple had distributed all the belongings, only to find that these dark creatures were unmoved, and his tone was a little urgent, he really underestimated the cunning and suspiciousness of the dark creatures, how could these monsters who had lived all their lives in deceitful and ruthless and bloodthirsty battles believe a stranger who did not know the details of their origins?
The six-winged vampire was none other than the strongest blood clan Quinn in the Verdict, his fingers, which had become pale due to lack of strength and blood, pinched the vial of dragon blood, shaking it unhurriedly, like an elegant nobleman tasting red wine, the vampire showed a pale smile, two sharp fangs stuck out, and said indifferently: "Who are you?" What do you want to do?"
"Does it matter?" The Templar disciples listened to the screams of the dark creatures outside before they died, and the loud shouts and commands of the clergy, and their eyes flashed with deep anxiety, "The time is fleeting, we can't trap Clement for too long!" β
Those dark creatures released by the bomb blasting open the cage are just low-level consumables, they have been tortured for a long time and are in a weak state, they are not the opponents of the priests at all, only these prisoners who are imprisoned in the most core area in front of them, these powerful creatures who are not only imprisoned in the sacred cage full of holy seals, but also have powerful seals and imprison secret methods on their bodies, are the main force to subvert the thorn iron prison and besiege Clement!
But what made him almost lose his breath was that after listening to his words, Quinn showed a sarcastic smile: "This is very important, I will not be a pawn in a daze, it is too insecure, you can choose not to say it - anyway, it is not me who is most anxious." β
ββ¦β¦ I'm a temple disciple! Our plan is to destroy the Holy See, to create chaos in the Iron Prison of Thorns, and to rescue you is part of this plan! The cleric weighed the pros and cons and gritted his teeth, "Listen, I understand your concerns, but this is your only chance to escape!" Are you going to stay here all your life, to spend every day in the darkness of this group of clergy tormented and insulted, with no hope of escape? β
"What's more!" He whispered, "On Advent, the entire city in the clouds will be annihilated in light, and no matter how the priesthood responds, you will not be sparedβdo you think the blackfriars will be kind enough to move you out of the city?" β
"Annihilated in the light?" Obviously, the dark creatures are closed to the news, and there will be no clergy to tell them about the big news these days, so they have no way of knowing the rumors that have become all over the city, and many dark creatures have taken this as a ridiculous joke, but Quinn has a moving expression, "What are you going to do?" β
"We're going to destroy the Holy See! A powerful alchemy bomb will completely destroy this so-called holy city, which has decayed and bound the wings of human thoughts and dreams! Let the brilliance of humanity and the progress of magic dominate the progress of the race! The Templar Disciple roared with excitement before he realized that there was a group of dark creatures on the other side who would not understand his words anyway, "You can't understand us, and we don't expect anyone to understand, it doesn't matter to you, what matters is that you need freedom, and we need your strength!" β
He said with a fanatical expression: "You will never understand how long we have been preparing for this day, as early as a few decades ago, the Temple realized that the Thorn Iron Prison of the Inquisition is a deadly and dangerous cage, once all the dark creatures imprisoned in it are released, it will bring an irreparable disaster to the Holy City, countless hateful, tyrannical and abnormal dark creatures are wantonly killing in this Eternal City, which is enough to directly knock the prestige of the priests to the bottom in an instant!" β
He waved his hands excitedly and looked at the dark creatures expectantly: "You don't need to understand our philosophy and creed, but we have the same idea of destroying the Holy See!" We have a reason to destroy MiΓ¨ Cloudsdale, not to mention your hatred for the priests, we have a common goal, and you don't have to be so scrupulous! β
"It's kind of interesting." Quinn nodded, "However, your organization has gone to great lengths to collect these treasures of incredible value, and they have gone to great lengths to bring them in, and even used a spatial ring...... I don't believe that such a big deal is just to set us free. I understand...... Turns out you want to kill Clement. β
"It's not 'you', it's 'us'! is our common purpose! The Templar disciple was not surprised, as a cunning vampire, he couldn't think of this to be strange, and he said proudly, "We might as well be open and honest, the only gateway to the outside world in the Thorn Iron Hell is closed all year round, made of heavenly materials, and covered with a large number of defensive holy seals and formations, even if the legend is in person, it will take a lot of effort to forcibly open it." There are our men in the Inquisition, and the Temple has a way to open this portal and let you out, but only if ...... Clement is dead! β
His eyes gradually turned cold: "So don't think about recovering your strength and taking advantage of the chaos to escape, since the temple has planned this plan, it will not give you a chance to exploit the loopholes." You only have three ways now, the first one, to restore your strength, and then go together to ambush and besiege Clement, and the second one, to restore your strength, but you want to find a way to escape, and then you are found by Clement, who came out of the trap and integrated the blackfriars, and killed them one by one! β
"Of course, you can choose a third way...... That is, there is a clear chance to be free, but out of fear and timidity of the Holy See, let it slip through your fingers! The Templar disciples' eyes shot with deep contempt, "You can do nothing and wait until the blackfriars take control of the situation, and then report me to them and arrest me." And then what will you get? Praise and praise from the clergy? And then out of appreciation and reward for your righteous deeds, CrΓ©ment released you? Stop dreaming! At best, they'll make you suffer less, and they'll never put you filthy creatures of darkness back into Noren. Let's get to the bottom of it...... You wretched scum, from the moment you are caught in the Judgment House, your life is over! You will be tortured and humiliated until the end of your long life, and there will be no chance of escape unless the Holy See ruins it - this is your only chance! β
His merciless taunts and rebukes were exchanged for angry roars, and Quinn moved his fingers, his smile mild with a cold murderous intent: "So rude...... Aren't you afraid that we will kill you as soon as we get out of trouble? β
"That's the biggest difference between us and you!" The Templar Disciple laughed fearlessly, his eyes full of pride and pride, and his voice was resounding, "It is we humans who rule Noren, not you, and the biggest reason is that there is no shortage of people in our clan who dare to sacrifice themselves for their people!" Ever since I received the news of the start of the project, I have been ready to die at any time, and this is the backbone of our temple disciples! β
Quinn snorted in displeasure, he shook his head: "We don't have to talk about continental history and human behavior, I don't care about your plans and purposes, I only know that Clement can rank among the top three in human legends, even if we recover our strength and rush up, we will lose a lot." But it doesn't matter, if you want to survive, you have to fight hard, and we so-called dark creatures have long understood this truth...... But the crux of the matter is ......"
His blood-red eyes stared at the Templar disciples: "The legendary powerhouse of the Holy See is not just Clement. Among the three main factions of the clergy, Clement is only the leader of the Blackfriars, the Pope Lao'er who is the Whitefriar, and Honorius, the leader of the Greyfriars...... Even if we kill Clement and escape from the Iron Prison of Thorns, will we be able to escape the angry pursuit of the clergy and the tails of the legendary powerhouses? β
"You don't have to worry about that!" The Templar disciples smiled excitedly, "A few days ago, infighting broke out among the priests, and the old man of the Pope was imprisoned in the Archangel by Clement, while Honorius accepted the Pope's secret order earlier, escorting the important materials such as the Holy See's research results in sacristy and the Holy Light Classics accumulated over the years for backup and transfer, so that even if the worst happens, it can leave the seeds of re-emergence for the Holy See...... Hmph, dream! β
"So you should rest assured!" He rubbed his hands together excitedly and said with a smile, "If all the plans succeed, then no one will be able to rescue the Pope who is imprisoned in the Archangel, because both Clement and Honorius will die!" After killing Clement, there will be no more legendary powerhouses in the Holy See! Either way, they're going to be finished! β
But his excited speech didn't resonate with him, and Quinn suddenly sighed: "Okay, it seems useless to ask again...... Your Highness, are you satisfied with this result? β
Your Highness? The clergy was stunned for a moment, and the alarm bell sounded in their hearts, but it was too late!
The werewolf duke, who had been listening silently, suddenly let out a deafening roar!
The furious wolf howl pushed invisible sound waves to bombard his soul, not only shattering the defensive light that swirled around him and instinctively protecting the Lord, but also slowing his mind a beat!
Then, Quinn burst into flames, stretched out his arms sharply, and grabbed at him! R1152