"Not good! Hurry back! The Duke of Leicester exclaimed in a low voice.

The two quickly stepped back, a few meters away from the fog.

"What's going on?" George said as he looked at the black mist slowly surging upwards.

The Duke of Leicester looked at the mist as well, "I guess we just triggered some protective mechanism that awakened the seal." ”

The Duke of Leicester guessed correctly, it was precisely because of the moment he had just touched it that the protective mechanism of the seal triggered the fog to continue to spread, and not only that, but the fog not only spread outward, but also spread out towards the inside of the seal.

"Did any of you touch the seal just now?!" An old man in red with a goatee said loudly.

"Nope!" Everyone around them shook their heads to indicate that no one had touched them.

"Strange ......," the goatee-bearded old man muttered.

A black mist began to spread towards the bishops and priests, reaching out to them like the palm of death's hand.

"Quick! Everyone resist this black fog with vindictiveness! Fast! The old man let out a loud shout, and then he sat down and used his fighting energy to resist the slowly drifting mist.

I saw that the originally dim space suddenly became colorful and colorful, and all kinds of fighting spirits emerged in an endless stream, and the place was brightened in an instant.

Peter didn't kill them all, he just locked them here, and the seal just kept them out of the way, and although the mist was extremely corrosive, it could already be resisted by the fighting spirit, and the only people Peter wanted to kill were those who had participated in the Shadow Eradication Society and killed Shirley indirectly or directly.

The place where these bishops are located is a tomb, which is not a tomb where only one person or one family is buried, as in the East, where the tombs are buried, all of them are buried here and arranged in order.

The Pope's tomb is in the depths, and the place where they now gather is the passage to the tomb, because trespassing here is a capital crime, and because of their respect for the popes of the past, they did not go inside, but only stopped at the passage.

The walls of the passage are all painted with murals of angels, some of them flying in the air, some of them leaning lazily or lying directly on the clouds, but all of them seem to be playing with various instruments in their hands, and each angel has a happy smile on his face, as if he is welcoming those who enter the place.

"Why is the black fog so thick this time?" The old man with the goatee frowned, and then he thought of a possibility, if no one here had touched the seal, then only the people outside had touched it, and he didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing, he sighed and continued to resist the increasingly dense black mist.

Everyone was lucky to resist the black fog at this time, some of them had also been curious to touch the seal before, and they also provoked the black mist, but it was not as strong as it is now, and some weak priests began to gradually unable to resist the black mist.

At this time, one of the people in the crowd shouted: "All the bishops, help the priests around you who are not strong enough to resist the black fog!" ”

Everyone had no time to answer at this time, but they all began to transmit their fighting qi to those around them who were unstable, so as to ensure that their fighting qi masks could be maintained normally.

The old man with the goatee was closest to the seal at the moment, he glanced at the seal and thought to himself, "I hope that the people who set off from the black mist this time are theirs!" I closed my eyes again.

Outside, the Duke of Leicester and George were still figuring out how to break the seal, and the black fog had risen to a quarter of the height of the entire staircase, and now even the door was wrapped in black fog and couldn't be seen at all.

"Father, let's hurry up and do it without further delay, we won't be able to resist this black fog, let alone break the seal!" George was in a hurry, the fog was getting more and more, and the longer it dragged on, the worse it was for them, and Xiao Yao was still waiting for support.

The Duke of Leicester looked up at George, his eyes were full of relief and reassurance, his son had finally grown up after going through these things, and his previous indecisive personality seemed to have changed a lot.

Thinking of this, the Duke of Leicester was a little grateful to Xiao Yao and the three of them, they not only became good friends with George, but also helped him change his previous hesitant personality and really began to become decisive.

"What do you want to do?" The Duke of Leicester asked, looking at the anxious George.

George was stunned, why did he still ask me? Wasn't it always your decision?

"Father, are you asking me?" George looked at the Duke of Leicester with a questioning expression.

"Nonsense, it's just the two of us here, I don't ask if you're asking the ghost?" The Duke of Leicester was amused by George's appearance.

"Uh......" George quickly calmed down after hearing this, "Father, I think we should be looking at that grimace, since the thing in our hands that can break the seal is liquid, it must be poured somewhere, I think it should be that grimace." ”

The Duke of Leicester nodded, he also thought so, the reason why he didn't act immediately at the beginning was also to take this opportunity to exercise George, only in this moment of life and death can he see everything about a person, the Duke of Leicester just wants to see if George is suitable to be a leader, and now everything that George has shown is also passing, as long as he has enough experience, George will be a good leader.

"Well, now that you've planned it, let's do it." The Duke of Leicester smiled and patted George on the shoulder.

George also seemed to feel his father's encouragement and was very happy, don't look at thirty-year-olds, but that joy can't be given by anything else.

That kind of emotion can be regarded as a kind of sadness unique to the aristocracy, as a noble child is rarely praised by the elders, because you are a nobleman, you are born superior, so you must be superior to others in life and work, and others are to be scolded, as for praise and praise and other words in the aristocratic class, although they can often be heard, but they are used to talk about other people, but they are used on their own backs are too few.

"Father, I think it's troublesome for you to open the way, and disperse all the black gas here so that the grimace will be revealed." George said.

"Good!" The Duke of Leicester nodded, and then his body surged, and then he pointed forward, and a cone-shaped yellow barrier appeared in front of him, and then began to spin like a drill.

"Follow me." The Duke of Leicester said to George.

George nodded and followed, believing that with the Duke of Leicester, a powerful car, the fog around him could not hurt the two of them at all.

Things were just as George had thought, as soon as the fog and the conical barrier of fighting energy came into contact, a spark flashed, followed by a crackling sound like firecrackers, which was not loud but could be heard clearly in the silence.

The two of them walked little by little in the fog, and they had to wait until the fog in front of them completely dissipated before they could continue to take the next step.

The distance was about three or four meters long, and the two of them walked hard for nearly ten minutes, and finally came to the gate.

"What are you going to do next?"

Seeing that the surrounding fog was dispersed and disappeared, the Duke of Leicester asked George behind him. ……