The Emissary is the most remote person in the shadows, and has developed his own power in Saudi Arabia.

Every time there is something important in the dark department, it is extremely difficult to contact the messenger.

But the envoy is also very strange, although he has long known that he is in the middle of nowhere, he has no intention of changing, but every time he pinches the time to participate in the affairs of the dark department.

This time he came to country E, which was also Caesar's unilateral contact, and it did not alarm too many people, in the words of the envoy himself, it was unnecessary.

Who can eat him?

If it was an ordinary time, Jiang Ling would naturally let him go, but this time it was different, this time, their opponent was the Holy See.

Their enemy is the Pope.

It is His Majesty the Pope, who has been firmly in this position for many years.

After fighting with Arris, Jiang Ling deeply knew that Arris's methods were powerful.

The emissary is in Saudi Arabia and controls a powerful oil economy.

A person like him does not believe in the existence of martial arts, to be precise, he is unwilling to rely on such so-called immortal means.

In the eyes of the emissary, the only thing to rely on was thermal weapons.

The messenger himself believed in only thermal weapons all his life.

Such a person, once he confronts Arris, it is absolutely unimaginable, and he is bound to fail.

In fact, Jiang Ling's reaction was correct.

Under the sphere of influence of country E, the power and eyeliner of the Holy See are beyond imagination.

Although the envoy hid very well, under the Holy See, he did not really hide.

Just like the personnel of the dark department arrived in Huaxia, although Jiang Ling provided intelligence as a premise, the intelligence that belonged to Huaxia itself was enough to select the members of the dark department.

Otherwise, how did Child's two do it?

When the sphere of influence is broad enough, when the power itself can obtain enough information, then all disguises are in vain.

At this time, the messenger was in Aris's basement.

The envoy's outfit was exactly the same as that of the Arabs, and he was dressed in white, and he wrapped himself tightly.

It's just a pity that at this time, the white body has been stained red with blood.

The envoy's face was bearded, and his eyes were already bloodshot.

Seeing Aris walking down the stairs at this time, the messenger cursed.

"What bullshit Holy See, it's all evil people, playing with some unseemly means, but if you dare to let go of grandpa and let grandpa fight with you head-on, I will definitely make your papal pay the price of blood."

The messenger's voice was real.

Aris still had a faint smile on his lips.

"Emissary, you have been in control of Saudi Arabia for so long, you should know what it means to be a king or a loser, no matter whether my methods are good or bad, but it cannot be denied that you are now my prisoner."

"Whew! If it weren't for you, despicable villains, who were invited in the name of the Holy See, Lao Tzu would definitely not have come to you. Nor will I be bound by you, treacherous villain, nothing to worry about. ”

Aris shook his head, and suddenly, the light on his body slowly diffused.

At that moment, the envoy's eyes were very distracted.

But the messenger who had just appeared in such a situation shook his head fiercely.

"Bullshit Holy See, I want to use this despicable means to control your grandfather and me again, let me tell you, don't waste your efforts, I have been galloping from Saudi Arabia for so many years, and I have long been wary of these despicable methods of you, and if you want to control me with this, you are still far away!"

Aris frowned slightly, he knew very well that in the body of the envoy, he did not feel any aura that belonged to the warrior.

There is not even a little bit of horizontal breath.

The messenger in front of him should just be an ordinary person.

But even so, the messenger was able to withstand the power of his faith, which seemed to him impossible.

These days, he has been trying to control the messenger with the power of faith, but he has not succeeded.

So much so that Aerys gave birth to the illusion that his own power had no effect.

Fortunately, when facing a thousand faces today, he still succeeded, although he was interrupted by Jiang Ling in the end, but what does it matter, Jiang Ling's means are far stronger than he imagined.

Just like the servant said, Jiang Ling is Tianjiao who broke out in Huaxia and other places after all.

And he has been in charge of the north for many years, so that many foreign forces are frightened, and that person is different after all.

But this messenger is just an ordinary person, and he can resist the power of his faith.

A few days ago, Jiang Ling had not arrived, he was not in a hurry, but not now.

Jiang Ling has already arrived, and I am afraid that he will contact the envoy next, in this case, there is really not much time left for Arris.

If the envoy could not be completely controlled before Jiang Ling contacted him, then the final result would be absolutely unimaginable.

This time, he came down with this in mind.

In any case, the messenger must obey himself.

No matter what means are used and what price is paid.

Before he saw Jiang Ling, he might have something to worry about, but after seeing Jiang Ling, there was no chance for Aris to regret it.

While he admired Jiang Ling, he also knew very well that Jiang Ling was bound to become the biggest enemy of his Holy See.

This time Aerys had a scepter in his hand.

The scepter itself emitted a faint glow that shrouded it in and made it impossible to see.

"Messenger, are you willing to submit to me?"

Aris walked up to the messenger.

"I won't surrender to you! You don't deserve to surrender to me at all! ”

The messenger laughed, but his smile was also reluctant, and as he laughed, tears had already fallen.

It was also an extremely painful thing for the messenger to think about it.

"Emissary, I'll give you one more chance, surrender or die!"

Aris spoke, and the scepter in his hand fell on the head of the messenger.

"Ahh

The messenger let out a cry of pain, and it was evident that what Aris had done to him now was a great pain to him.

The sound of screaming continued to spread through the basement.

The messenger was already under a great test.

The expression on his face was extremely hideous, but he couldn't utter any other words, only a constant roar.

After a minute or so, Arris's expression became a little solemn, and the messenger's voice gradually weakened.

There was no clarity in his eyes.

Looking at this scene, Aris was also relieved.

"Messenger, are you willing to surrender?"

It was still the faint words, without any emotion in them, like a mechanical repetition.

This time, the messenger did not resist anything.

"I'm willing to surrender!"