The power of this demon is too strong, and after thinking about it, Nogoth couldn't help but gasp, in such a territory controlled by the gods of the church, directly let his apostles come down, what kind of existence is this! Can he easily destroy the church?

Nogoth shook off the thought and hurriedly fell to the ground, "Great being, Nogoth the Pious will definitely live up to your expectations"

"Hmm" The ethereal response with a very thick nasal sound came from a distant place, and the sense of shock was extremely strong.

A great shadow fell, and the room was quiet as if nothing had happened.

At night, the shadows are not the only place in Nogoth.

The crisp sound of "popping" resounded throughout the woods. Immediately after that, only the sound of the wind whistling and rolling branches remained.

Custer and Saramandy, who were standing with their heads bowed, were each slapped in the face by a sudden black shadow in front of them. The black shadow's anger was filled with hatred and gritted teeth.

I saw the bright red palm print on the right cheek of the two of them, and Custer and Saramandy were really hit hard. When the two of them saw the black shadow clearly, they did not have the slightest intention of being dissatisfied and fighting back.

"Co-master!" "Co-master!" The so-called co-master had just arrived, and before he could speak, he gave him two unexpected surprises.

"Greetings!" Custer and Saramante didn't reach out to touch the hot pain on their faces, and hurriedly knelt down.

"Hmph" "Custer, Saramanti, are you able to stop taking me in your eyes?"

The co-owner leaned down and pinched Saramante's jaw with one hand, and raised her wrist. Saramante raised her head uncontrollably and looked at the co-leader's face, only to see that under the dark cloak, there was a very white and thin young man's face. Especially those eyes, the whole one is milky white, and there are no pupils!

"Co-master!" said Saramante, a little trembling figure, with a slight soft charm.

"The Lord is the Son of God, and we will not dare to offend even if we die," said Custer, who continued Saramanti's words.

The co-owner glanced at Custer with a "heh" smile, turned around and gave Custer a kick unceremoniously, kicking him to the side with such force.

"Hiss" Custer endured the pain and inhaled cold air, and knelt back.

"Two people, one mouth says so well!" said the co-owner disdainfully.

"Ola, that dog, how good!

Custer and Saramanti looked at each other, as if they were discussing, "So that's what happened!"

"Co-master! It was Ora himself who was exposed, and that guy Aura was not suitable for such a secret thing," Custer quickly explained.

"Damn Ora, I've stepped into the trap of the church in fear and anxiety!" said Sharamanti.

"Haha" The co-owner seemed to have heard something funny.

"Two damn guys, they're so fluent in escaping responsibility. The co-owner seemed to like Saramante very much, and reached out again to caress her cheek.

"I can't take out a book of prophecy! In the end, you have to force me to come out? What do you say, what is your role, are you worthy of the gods behind you? Is it right for me to be the son of the four evil gods?"

"The Duchy of Heck's capital plan is at a critical juncture, but you fools! Damn fools! I have to put down some important things and rush over to cover you up. Honorable one, I have come to cover you up. ”

"After this mission, the metaphor of the gods instructs you two to be servants for me for ten years to punish the sins of the servants of the gods!"

The co-master's words made Custer and Saramante tremble, it was a very heavy punishment.

"Co-master!"

"Co-master!" the two seemed to want to explain, struggling.

"Bang", not very loud. It was the co-owner who gently gave Saramante some warning on the cheek.

"You'd better not explain, or tonight will be your time to serve the gods!"

"Custer, the Dark Moon God is in a special situation right now, and is in dire need of blood sacrifices. Organize a sacrificial meeting as soon as possible, and sacrifice all the congregations that have arrived, and give the Darkmoon Deity the required number of sacrifices at once!" the co-owner recalled the revelation that the Darkmoon Deity had given him before he came.

"Co-master, in this way, martial law will be lifted in Mocha City, and the slightest news will be revealed, and the Blood Sect will be announced in the city!"

"You're still too short-sighted! The gods need, as servants, we have to give even at great risk, so this time it's some gang sacrifices, if the gods need it, they will sacrifice all the towns of Mocha!"

The co-owner waved his hand, "Custer, you just do it"

"In a few days, I will lead you directly to the church to take out the Book of Prophecy, and then leave this Mocha town!"

The co-master's strength is extraordinary, and he doesn't need to do something secretly, and directly taking out the Book of Prophecy in a rage is his contempt for all the magicians in Mocha City.

"This time, the Book of Prophecy is important, and I would like to remind you that the affairs of that dark evil god should not be mixed up as they were in White Deer Castle. The co-leader advises him to know something about the plans of the dark gods. The Dark Evil God seems to be in a not very friendly relationship with the Four Great Evil Gods.

Custer and Saramandy nodded.

"It's time for the two servants of God to go back and reflect on these days. The co-owner quietly turned around and looked at the sky for a while, and said.

As soon as the words fell, the shadow-like co-master instantly dispersed into dozens of slap-sized shadows, which seemed to turn into living bats, flying into the distance in a "chirping" noise.

Custer and Saramante rub their numb legs.

"Damn, how did you attract this old thing. Saramante complained.

"Saramanti, be careful when you speak, don't drag me into the water! it's good that he's here, at least he won't be sent to serve the gods because of his bad deeds."

"Ten years of servants, though, is indispensable, unless this old thing can go to the gods during the Battle of the Templars!" Custer said.

"The battle of the Book of Prophecy of the Templars, either Mondri's men went to see the gods, or we went to meet the four gods!

The Battle of the Book of Prophecy in the Church of the Mocha Regional Church will be recorded in the history of the Duchy of Heck!

In the dark night, an inexplicably terrifying force is corroding everything!

"Hey, old Charlotte, it's time for you to get out of the way!"

Old Charlotte in his sleep, a word came to his ears.