Bang!

The head of the Holy Knights almost violently pushed open the door behind him, and the wooden door broke away from the original door frame with a dull voice under this brute force, so that the head of the Holy Knights could clearly see everything inside—the old man he respected, his white robe, had been stained red with blood spraying from between his chest and abdomen, and his whole body leaned under the only prayer stand in the chapel, so that he did not fall.

And the man he had only recently felt disgusted was holding a long sword in his hand, and wisps of bright red blood gathered everything on the tip and blade of the sword, but the other party did not have the slightest aversion to blood, but was looking at the blood with interest; Beside the other party, the person he hated looked at everything with a sneer, like a gloating bystander.

"Tkavic!!"

The Master of the Holy Knights rushed madly at the man whom he had recently been disgusted with by trivial matters—but at this moment Tozan's heart was full of hatred, deeper than Iyeta's; For the first time, Tozan's actions made him feel like he had completely torn a person apart.

Airplanes!

After a trill, a long sword appeared in front of the head of the Holy Knights, and the blood-stained sword was so fast that he had no room to react, and stabbed in front of him; Staring at the blood-stained tip of the sword, there was a hint of horror in the anger in the eyes of the head of the Holy Knights, because he found that not only did he not have time to react, but he couldn't even move at this moment to avoid the vital point, he could only watch the other party's long sword aimed at his throat.

Syllable!

As the tip of the sword was about to touch the throat of the head of the Holy Knights, a white light flashed, and when the light converged. The Master of the Holy Knights had appeared at the Pope's side. Look at the head of the Holy Knights beside him. Looking at the two people in front of him again, the Pope couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile and asked, "Iyeta, is this also your arrangement?" ”

"Sort of, I made the initial proposal, and then it was done by Dewen!"

The sneer on the face of the head of the Inquisition did not subside, and it was revealed like that, he looked at the Pope covered in blood. There is no mercy or any other preference for goodness; In fact, he had been waiting for this day for a long time, and if it weren't for the lack of time, he would have already killed the other party!

And then - in its place!

He has long been unable to endure the other party's deafness, and a deaf person will definitely not be able to lead the Holy See back to glory - however, Iyeta has to admit that the other party's strength is very strong, so strong that he can't see through the depths; And so powerful. He had to complete his plan in other ways.

"Dewen? No wonder there is such a sharp sword, the 'Holy Sword' is ......."

The Pope straightened up with a slight struggle. Looking at the face with Tkavic, but it was the presence of another person, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "So, Tkavic? ”

"Dead, at the end of that battle on Mount Kinabalu, already dead!"

Although it was still Tkavic's face, when Dewen gave up his disguise, a sharp edge like a sword had begun to emerge through his body, causing cracks to appear on the ground around him, as if he had been cut by a sword; And Dewen seemed to be unconscious, and still said word by word.

"I was seriously wounded, and His Excellency Tkavic died next to me; Then, Iyeta appeared in front of me and made me an offer......"

At this, Devon did not continue, but looked at the blood on the sword in his hand, as if there was some endless treasure on it that attracted him; Looking at the other party's appearance, the old pope became more and more bitter, and he sighed softly: "Iyeta, give you a way to defeat John - the blood of the Son of God!" ”

When the last four words were spoken, the old pope seemed to have lost the strength of the most reluctant, his body shook again and again, and the head of the Holy Knights helped the old man, but the latter still sat slowly on the ground; He raised his head to look at the director of the Inquisition, and asked in a weak voice, "Iyeta, do you know what you are doing?" ”

"Of course I know!"

In the sneer, Iyeta's face was a little more proud, even proud, and he looked at the Pope who was sitting on the ground, with a look of disdain: "The blood of the Son of God, the key to transcending legends; Transcend the mortal body and enter the realm of immortality! It's a pity ......"

As she spoke, a touch of hatred appeared on Iyeta's face, that kind of hatred was simply the feeling of wanting to eat her flesh raw, and Iyeta's voice became colder and colder: "It's a pity that such a treasure fell into your hands, and you didn't know how to cherish it at all, so you let it be left there and covered with dust...... Oh, no, no, it's not that you don't use it, but you don't dare to use it, right? You so-called sword master and traitor, frightened by the lost dog! ”

"Do you know the consequences of using the blood of the Son of God?"

The old Pope's tone became more and more difficult, he looked at Iyeta's gaze, with regret and lamentation, but even there was no hatred, and even in the face of such insults, it did not change.

"Do you want to use your set to preach to me again?"

Faced with the inquiry, Iyeta snorted coldly, he turned to look at the scarlet on the long sword, his eyes with a hint of fanaticism, and said: "The blood of the Son of God has strength and tribulation, and only those who have gone through tribulation can obtain strength; And all the tribulations are nothing but supplies for me, and when I comprehend my path, I already know what kind of existence is most suitable for me! ”

Taking a deep breath, Iyeta restrained the frenzy on her face, and looked at the old Pope again with a cold expression, and he said in a calm tone: "For a person whose heart has been pierced, you have lived a little too long, do you still have hope for those 'tools'?" ”

"What a ridiculous and pathetic fellow who believes in so-called charity until he dies! Then I'll tell you a fact, except for this fool next to you, the entire Holy See, up and down the sacred mountain, is already all my people! In an indifferent tone, Iyeta told a fact that could not be doubted: "Those who are unwilling to obey me, I have sent them to heaven one step ahead of time!" ”

There was a deliberate pause. Iyeta's face was full of malice. He stared at the old Pope in front of him without blinking. Word by word, he asked, "How?" Satisfied? My Majesty? Or is it my father? ”

"What?!"

When the head of the Holy Knights heard this, he couldn't help but exclaim, but the 'Holy Sword' Dewen was unusually calm, obviously he had heard the news for a long time.

"Don't be surprised, that's a fact!"

Looking at the surprised appearance of the head of the Holy Knights, Iyeta's expression quickly turned cold, and he pointed to the old pope who was sitting on the ground. "Although I was so surprised when I first learned the news," he shouted, "I remember very clearly how surprised he was when I told everything!" ”

"It makes me sick to be surprised!"

At this time, the momentum that emerged from Iyeta's body was full of madness and oppression, and his cry was almost hysterical: "He is completely ignorant that there is a son like me, and there is no mother in his memory; For him, this is naturally a matter of course. How could a big man from above remember that indifferent ant! ”

"That's right, that's what I thought in the beginning. Until you show up...... You, Tozan, the son of an Orion! ”

Suddenly, Iyeta's gaze looked at the head of the Holy Knights, and the hatred in his eyes was already like substance at this moment: "An ant who is inferior to me, but has received all his care!" Do you know what the Tao is? For what? ”

"For, for, for what?"

The sturdy man of the Holy Knights, the head of the Holy Knights, could still not blink an eye when facing the danger of his life, but at this moment, even his voice trembled.

"For you are his son! I, dear brother! ”

Iyeta said with a sneer.

"Great, great, my lord, he said ......"

The head of the Holy Knights turned his head to look at the old Pope - this old man's state at the moment was already very bad, the injury of being pierced in the heart was an injury of immediate death for ordinary people, and for a strong person who had surpassed the legendary realm of mortals, it was also a death injury, it was just a matter of time.

Especially when this sword piercing the heart was pierced by an existence like the 'holy sword' Dewen, the unprepared old pope was not only pierced in the heart at that moment, but also completely crushed with the other party's sword, and such an injury was naturally fatal.

"My child, this is what I was going to tell you before I died, and now, just in time......"

The Pope raised his arm, and the leader of the Holy Knights subconsciously grabbed it, and then, a golden light penetrated into the body of the leader of the Holy Knights from the place where the palms of the two people held each other, and a faint voice continued slowly: "Let's leave!" The Holy See itself is not ...... with you"

With this faint voice, a white light suddenly enveloped the head of the Holy Knights, and before the head of the Holy Knights could react, the white light that enveloped him flashed away, and when he came back to his senses again, he was already standing in a mountain forest—the familiar surroundings, especially the small cabin, came into view, and Tozan immediately recognized where it was: where he came from.

Feeling everything familiar around him, Tozan did not have the slightest joy, his chest burned like a flame, burning and painful, causing him to cry out loudly: "Father! ”

……

"Humph!"

Iyeta looked at everything in front of him and let out a cold snort, he lowered his head to look at the old Pope who was about to die, and said coldly: "Do you think you can save Tozan in this way?" This only makes his life more painful, and I will send people to hunt him down and help him assassinate the Pope! ”

"Light and darkness are intertwined, and the battlefield across the sky is vast; God and God, double, double......"

The trance-like voice of the old pope gradually disappeared, and one of the seven strongest in the world, the contemporary pope, fell.

Looking at the dead old pope, Iyeta reached out and took out a sheepskin scroll, and he said viciously: "Do you think death is the end? I'll torture your soul! ”

The dark light lit up in the chapel, and quickly rushed towards the old Pope's corpse, but before these gloomy lights could get close to the old Pope's body. A bright white light emanated from the old Pope's corpse. Quickly dispelled the darkness. Then, the whole body began to float in the air, and the bright white light became brighter and brighter, and in this light, the Pope's corpse began to turn into crystalline and clear light particles, drifting away along the open door. Across the sky, it slowly falls, covering the entire Kinabalu.

It's as if he was alive, every day when the sun rises, standing in the corner and watching those devout believers.

The sacred mountain, in front of the cathedral, the big bell above the bell tower, no one is automatic, and the loud bell echoes in the sky—

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Believers in the Word of Heaven. Inexplicably, a trace of sadness surged in the bottom of their hearts, and they looked around blankly; Then. He sang "God Says" again, hoping to comfort them in the name of "God" for this inexplicable sadness, but the higher the voice, the emptier the heart, the sadness permeated the whole body, and finally, moistened the eyes.

……

Standing in the chapel, Iyeta listened to the loud bell, snorted coldly again, and after reaching out and touching a scale, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the pupils, which were like the tips of needles, narrowed and sharpened more and more; Then, holding the scaly hand, he squeezed it hard—

The huge dragon power flashed over the chapel, causing the entire people up and down the sacred mountain to feel consternation, and they quickly gathered, and then received a thunderbolt of news.

His Majesty the Pope was assassinated, assassinated by the Dragon of Shak!

Everyone was stunned by the news, and when the news spread further, they became angry - such an assassination was actually based on the help of the head of the Holy Knights; Thinking of the pagans' respect for the head of the Holy Knights, everything seemed to have a plausible explanation.

The Master of the Holy Knights is himself an accomplice of those heretics!

Traitor!

Kill the traitor!

Catch the assassin of His Majesty the Pope!

These voices became the mainstream of the sacred mountain and the sacred forest, and then a brief enthronement ceremony began, and the former director of the Inquisition, under the gaze of countless people, took the crown of thorns, held the scepter, walked the front 3,600 steps of the cathedral, and sat on the seat that represented the throne.

"I'm Iyeta. Paul swore in God's name that traitors and murderers would be beheaded! ”

A short and powerful oath that was immediately cheered and echoed in pieces -

"Behead traitors and murderers!"

"Behead traitors and murderers!"

"Beheaded!"

"Beheaded!"

……

"Your purpose has been achieved, so tell me where John is?"

The 'Holy Sword' Dewen stood in the shadows of the chapel, looking through a book that only the Pope could see, and there was already a hint of impatience in his tone.

"John is in the depths of the unexplored area of the Thousand Pond District! If you want to find it, you can go there and get his whereabouts; However......" After taking her eyes off the book in front of her, Iyeta's gaze turned to Dewen and smiled, "I have a faster way!" Perhaps, you can start from our Shak Dragon, as long as you catch Shak's Dragon and release the news, with John's personality, you will definitely be eager to come to you! ”

"You don't have faith in the people you sent?"

'Holy Sword' Dewen, such a rhetorical question.

"After all, it's just some half-finished product; It's so far from the original Holy Knights! Iyeta replied very calmly, he lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand again, and continued to answer: "That's why I can't wait to find out the secrets of the original Holy Knights and their whereabouts!" ”

"Their secrets may exist, but their whereabouts? I'm afraid it has already been drowned in the long river of history! Dewen obviously had a certain understanding of the whereabouts of those holy knights, he said: "At the beginning of the establishment of the Holy Age, they all disappeared overnight, except for the popes of that generation, no one will know the whereabouts of these holy knights, and as a rare pope who died on the battlefield, I don't think he will leave any important relics, maybe there is, but I don't know which one of them is left behind!" ”

"If you don't work hard, how can you know that you can't do it? Just like where I live now! ”

Iyeta clearly didn't care about such words, he had his own philosophy.

"As a reward for the blood of the Son of God, the Dragon of Shak has been handed over to me!"

Dewen, who was standing in the shadows, paused and replied - Dewen's tone was very relaxed, and he didn't take Ye Qi to heart at all; And in fact, the last meeting was enough for him to find out the details of the other party; For the younger generation, it can really be regarded as talented, but for him, it is still too far behind.

At most, it's just a sword!

Turning around, Dewen walked slowly towards the outside of the small church, and when he reached the door, he seemed to think of something, suddenly stopped, and said, "Lyman, the chief priest of Landingburgh, is a good seedling, you can cultivate it!" ”

After saying that, Dewen's voice disappeared outside the door, leaving only Iyeta, who continued to flip through the books, and after a while, the new pope raised his head and muttered to himself with disdain: "The blood of the Son of God? With such a reward, how could a Shak dragon be worth the value of the blood of the Son of God? Hmph, you'll understand what it takes to be rewarded......"

After snorting coldly, Iyeta thought about the words of the other party when he left, and couldn't help but groan-

"Lyman?"

PS First Update~~~Timing~~~ (To be continued......)