The light in front of him gradually dissipated, and Lyman, who had already predicted what the outcome would be a few seconds ago, showed his incomprehension and anger at this time with his considerable acting skills - he stepped forward, grabbed the iron fence in front of him hard, and loudly questioned the man in front of him.

"Burke, for what?"

Lyman's voice was very loud, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Commander...... This is, it is an order from Your Majesty! ”

Lyman's deputy, who looked so ashamed that he didn't even dare to make eye contact with Lyman; Moreover, after saying these words again, he immediately added again: "Commander, you are only here temporarily, and when we finish dealing with the outside world, you can be free again!" ”

"Freedom? Freely? ”

Whispering these words, Lyman sat down in the prison as if the pillar of his heart had collapsed and had been drained of his last strength.

And Lyman's deputy, looking at the appearance of his respected regimental commander with an unbearable expression; In the end, he didn't say anything and left like this.

Step, step, step......

The sound of the bottom of the metal boots rubbing against the stone floor and steps grew farther and farther away until they disappeared.

And as soon as all the voices had died away, and it was certain that there was no surveillance, Lyman sat up—though he had sat before, but the spineless sitting posture and the straight sitting posture were two different concepts entirely.

Lyman stretched out his arm, his fingers touching the plate of the armor with the familiarity of his fingertips. A crack in Lyman's body was peeking through the sturdy armor. Then came wrist armor, arm armor, shin armor, and boots. Lyman, as usual, wiped his armor with great care, and then placed them in the same detail as possible.

Then he picked up his sword.

Without hesitation, he aimed at his palm, and suddenly, blood stained the blade.

"The beginning of everything, the end of everything......"

Silently muttered such words. Lyman shook his uninjured hand, and a corpse appeared in front of him, and he looked at the corpse that was exactly like himself, and placed the sword in the other's hand—in fact, he had never been so grateful to Ye Qi as an allianceman.

Although he had already planned and drawn a back road, any back road was far from being as perfect as it was at this moment.

Of course. There may be flaws.

But who cares at this time?

Stomp ......

The sound of brisk footsteps sounded again. Archbishop House appeared in this underground prison in horror, and he could swear that if he had the opportunity to choose again, he would definitely choose to sell his soul instead of doing this business, which was too scary.

Whether it's the gaze of Iyeta or the gaze of the Shak dragon.

When he faced it, he was so scared, and this time, it was even more as if he had raised his heart to his throat; However, the surprise was far from over, and when he saw Lyman standing in the cell, and the dead 'Lyman', the surprise was undoubted.

For a moment before, he didn't know who he would rescue.

Or there may be speculation, but everything is unpredictable until it is finally determined; However, when everything comes along, such a fact becomes obvious.

Of course, definitely not including that corpse.

"It's ......"

Archbishop House opened the cell door and handed Lyman the ordinary priest's robe in his hand as he swept his gaze to the corpse - although he did not look more closely, the Archbishop of House was sure that it was Lyman who had died, and that it was the same in appearance, shape, and breath.

However, Lyman was clearly standing in front of him.

What's going on?

The inexplicable archbishop had questions in his heart.

"Unable to bear the trampling of ideas in his heart and unable to question his allegiances, Lyman, who followed the way of knighthood, chose to end his life by himself!" Lyman said this, and then, reaching out to wipe his face again, suddenly, his skin became a little dark, his nose collapsed, and his eyes became a little cloudy.

To put it simply, no one could connect the person in front of him with the knight Lyman.

"Let's go, we still need to complete some tasks of our own!"

After all this, Lyman said.

"What a shame!"

Archbishop House nodded, and the two of them quickly left the dungeon one after the other—this dungeon was not the dungeon of the Inquisition, but the residence of the Knights of Punishment on Mount Kinabalu, which could also be said to be the headquarters; However, compared to the usual place of punishment knights, which is full of people, it is empty at this time.

Because, the last group of people, under the leadership of the deputy head of the punishment knight, went to the front line.

Therefore, the entry and departure of Lyman and House were so easy that they were not even noticed by anyone at all; As for the corpse of Lyman in the dungeon?

Lyman's friend, Bishop Vallejo, will make everything fall into its place.

As for this friend, after Lyman silently apologized in his heart, his steps to leave became more and more determined - once some things start, they are destined to be life-and-death, and he has already realized this.

"This is the entrance to the Inquisition!" Standing in the windy place, Archbishop House reminded Lyman, "Although most of the people here have been sent to the front line, it doesn't mean that there is no one left, especially those jailers of the Holy Prison, you need to be careful!" ”

Archbishop House reminded him with kindness.

Because, he knew very well that if Lyman failed here, he would not be able to run; After all, from the moment he entered the dungeon of the Punishment Knight, he and the other party were grasshoppers on a rope.

Of course, it's okay to talk about it a little earlier.

Now, the archbishop of House only hoped that the dragon of Shak would be victorious, otherwise. His fate was absolutely miserable.

Watching Lyman step into the Inquisition. House immediately turned and ran towards the chapel behind the cathedral—Lyman completing his mission. And he has his own tasks; Although compared with the former, it is simply a true play, but at this time, he does not dare to have any carelessness at all.

"Your Majesty!"

House prostrate on the ground, didn't dare to raise his head, and said like this: "The Punishment Knights have suffered more than thirty percent casualties, and Deputy Commander Burke has led the remaining members of the Punishment Knights to set off again...... But. They weren't able to resist for long! ”

"As long as you can resist, it's as long as you can!"

Iyeta, who sat on the throne, spoke with a sense of nonchalance, as if she was talking about just a breakfast or lunch, but it was definitely not the lives of tens of thousands of people.

"The members of the Inquisition are in place, ready to get moving!"

This silence made House subconsciously shudder, causing him to stammer.

"Well, let them stand by for now!"

Nodding, Iyeta waved her hand, and suddenly, House walked out of the house as if he had been pardoned.

Bang!

There was the sound of the door closing behind him. House subconsciously glanced back, and then. Quickly ran to his room - he needed a safe environment to tell the news.

In the chapel, Iyeta stood up, without the papal crown, robes, or even scepters, and he tossed aside, and walked slowly toward the chamber, where the long table was still there, but the golden liquid stored in it was all gone, and turned into a black-red, fishy liquid.

Goo-doo, goo-doo......

These black-red fishy liquids, which did not need to be heated by alcohol lamps, were tumbling like this, and wisps of gas richer than the liquid came out of the bottles and filled the entire secret room, and Iyeta grabbed the flask as if she did not see it, and threw up her neck as if drinking water, and drank the fishy liquid.

Undoubtedly, such a fishy liquid is very unpleasant.

It was evident from Iyeta's distorted countenance, but he still insisted on pouring the entire bottle of liquid.

The bottle was then thrown to the ground by Iyeta.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the flask was shattered, and the remaining liquid on the wall of the flask, as soon as it touched the ground, immediately made a 'snort' sound.

The ground corroded rapidly, and soon a crater large enough to hold one person was formed.

As if he hadn't seen this, Iyeta just stood like that, a sneer appeared on his face, and then as his mind moved, the golden realm began to appear.

It's just that it's very obvious, in addition to the gold, there is also a dark red light in it.

The two colors are constantly intertwined, and then, they devour and compete with each other.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood, spurting out of Iyeta's mouth, brought a mist of blood in the space in front of him, and even more speckled spots on his placket; But even so, the sneer on the corner of Iyeta's mouth did not disappear.

"Is that all you can do? Come on! If I don't defeat you, how can I prove my uniqueness! ”

From whispering to loud to deafening, Iyeta's voice echoed through the chamber.

But no one but him was heard.

……

"Something is wrong!"

After encountering another attack, the Lord of the Tower of the Holy Relic said this, and next to him, Dides also nodded in agreement, "Although Iyeta's viciousness and unscrupulous means to achieve the end are certain, he is definitely not a blind person, knowing that it will only be a waste of time for the Dao to send these people, but he still keeps sending these vital forces that belong to the Holy See...... It's so weird! ”

"I feel like the Pope is stopping us from advancing!"

The little man stood there, watching the smoke and dust reappear not far away, judging the number of enemies and expressing his opinion at the same time.

"Stopping me in my tracks? But, he invited me here! ”

The Tower Master of Athletics frowned, puzzled.

"Any plan will make mistakes, and the word backtracking is for mistakes!" The little man narrowed his eyes and guessed boldly, "You say, Your Majesty our Pope." Is there a problem that cannot be solved at all? And then. Will there be a scene that we are going to face? ”

"Possibly!"

The Lord of the Relic Tower blinked his eyes and nodded.

"So what do we do now?"

The big man looked at the people in front of him puzzled-although he was not good at making plans, it didn't mean that he would choose to fall into this trap after knowing the enemy's plans.

"We don't have any choice but to keep going!"

The tower master of the holy relic spread his hands and said helplessly.

"For what?"

The big man asked incomprehensibly, and the Lord of the Relic Tower pointed directly at the rich people of the Xialin District who were following them—despite the protection of the Demon Hunters and the Supreme Government, these people still suffered casualties. Of course, just some bodyguards, as for the plutocrats themselves?

They always use their extraordinary potential in battle, dodging and hiding.

"They...... Damn the guys! ”

When the big man saw these sad rich people, he immediately reacted, and immediately scolded - obviously, in the face of the current situation, the best strategy is to organize the advantages and quickly rush to the sacred mountain; However, when there was some burden in the ranks. It simply can't be implemented.

The witcher will be worried about the identity of the other party's ordinary people.

The people of the highest government. In the face of the rich people from the Xialin District, they can't ignore the Xialin District as their base camp.

Of course, the families and the dark mercenaries don't care.

But let them raid to the sacred mountain?

This is obviously impossible, and the mere issue of strength is enough to make these people intimidated.

"This must have been premeditated by Iyeta, right?"

The silent Ava suddenly interjected - he had taken out some potions to treat the injured bodyguards, and while gaining the gratitude of the bodyguards, he also had more worries; Because, he can be sure, these injured bodyguards, if they want to live like normal people in the future, need to be treated more thoroughly immediately, rather than this simple drug treatment.

After all, their strength determines that they can't have the enviable self-healing power like a real strong; Even if it is a life-saving medicine in the eyes of some strong people, in these people who are slightly stronger than ordinary people, it can only slightly delay the injuries in them.

"It should be!"

The little man nodded affirmatively.

"Yes...... If that's the case, why did he invite us? Isn't it good to take care of your own affairs in advance? ”

The big man expressed his confusion.

And this time the little man couldn't give an immediate answer, and even not only the little man, but also Blank, Dedes, and Morriti, who were the chief of staff, were also confused.

They were equally unable to comprehend Iyeta's actions.

"This guy is just a madman, what's so strange about a madman doing something crazy!" The Tower of Thorns Tower Lord suddenly sneered, "Instead of speculating here, let's attack the Divine Mountain and see what the hell he's up to!" ”

"But ......"

"Are you worried about those guys? Hmph, since they have chosen to come here, they must bear the consciousness of their own choice! ”

The Lord of the Tower of Thorns replied with a strong sense of coldness, but there was still a sunny smile on his face.

"Lord Mordred, someone has said that your smile like this is annoying?"

Dides turned his head to look at the Lord of the Tower of Thorns, the strongest man in the Supreme Government, his eyes locked tightly on the latter through his brown sunglasses.

Obviously, some of the latter's words have touched the bottom line of the strongest man in the supreme government.

"Am I wrong? They have the right to choose, and they have to bear the consequences of any choice - or do we need to decide the final choice for this debate now? ”

Facing Dides, the Tower Lord of the Thorns did not give an inch, and even in that smile full of sunshine, a hint of provocation appeared.

The already tense atmosphere became imminent at this time-

"Wait!"

Blanc, the Lord of the Relic Tower, stood between the two of them, stopping a possible battle, and he shouted, "Lord Dides, please calm down!" Mordred, you too! ”

Dides paused and looked at the Lord of the Relic Tower.

"I don't think I'm wrong!"

The Tower of Thorns Lord said this, but he also stopped.

"I think we need to have the best of both worlds – how about voting?"

Blank glanced at Mordred, who was not quite right, and said helplessly - for Mordred in such a state, Blanc had already expected it, but he still underestimated Mordred's 'nirvana' in this state.

Killing Ieta was one of Mordred's few wishes.

Of course, more than one person has such a desire, but at this moment, Mordred is undoubtedly the closest one, so he began to change a little.

However, such a change is obviously difficult for others to accept.

Of course, there are those who agree with it.

Almost at this moment, the people in the forward movement were instantly divided into three parties.

Approve.

Oppose.

And...... Neutrality.

PS Second Update~~

Well, I've been decadent and busy in the past few days, and I just saw that there is a third alliance leader in this book~~~ Thank you for the nameless Heavenly Dao, and the decadence will thank you~~~

It's not easy, the third alliance leader, for the decadence of the bitter force, everyone's support is the driving force of decadence, every reward, recommendation, subscription, monthly pass, decadence feels the motivation; If it weren't for everyone's support, it is estimated that decadence would have entered the palace long ago!

I hope that everyone will continue to support the decadent and say~ clicks, recommendations, rewards, subscriptions, monthly passes~ are all thrown at the decadence~~~

Thanks to the prodigal son wandering in the four seas, turtle0920200 starting point coin for the reward, sdicsn, his own lost heart, and the reward of 100 starting coins in the dust~~~ Decadent bow again and thank you for supporting the decadent brothers and sisters~~~ (To be continued......)