Chapter Seventy-Three: The Assassination of the Pope

If Yang Xiaole wanted to control the Holy Blood Sect in half a day, there was only one way, and that was to submit the Pope to his subordinates.

But as the head of a religion, the Pope may not be so easy to take.

Yang Xiaole controlled all the ordinary members of the Holy Blood Knights, and took advantage of the fact that Diego and the others were all in the big school field, and sealed the big school field with a space cage, occupying the right time and place, so that Diego and those leaders could be taken down in one fell swoop.

And if the Pope stays in the headquarters of the Holy Blood Sect, there may be a large number of guards around him to protect him, even if Yang Xiaole leads the Holy Blood Knights to launch a strong attack on the headquarters of the Holy Blood Sect, I am afraid it will be difficult to catch him, after all, there are probably many secret passages to escape in the headquarters of the Holy Blood Sect.

At this time, Diego woke up.

Yang Xiaole took out a bottle of healing potion and a bottle of physical strength potion and handed it to him.

The vitality of the blood clan is strong, and after Diego drank two bottles of potion, he quickly recovered.

He has now been completely subdued by Yang Xiaole's Demon Suppression Sword and transformed into Yang Xiaole's loyal subordinate, only to see him struggle to get up, knelt down on one knee to Yang Xiaole, and said, "Brother Diego see the master!" ”

Yang Xiaole nodded and said, "Get up, in the future, you and Klein will serve as my left and right protectors, and serve as the chief and deputy head respectively, and help me lead the Holy Blood Knights!" ”

"Yes!" Diego hurriedly said yes.

Crane, who was standing next to him, also quickly knelt down on one knee to receive the order.

Yang Xiaole waved his hand to make the two stand up, and then asked Diego: "Where does Pope Caesar usually live, where does he work, and how many guards are there around?" ”

Hearing this, Diego hurriedly said: "The Pope usually lives in the apse of the Holy Blood Temple, and the office is in the nave of the Holy Blood Temple, and there are a thousand holy warriors and a large number of Holy Blood priests stationed in the Holy Blood Temple at any time, if ordinary people want to enter the Holy Blood Temple, they can only visit and stay in the front hall, and only those who have the status of nobility will be allowed to enter the nave and be received by the Pope!" ”

Yang Xiaole rubbed his chin and asked, "Is there a way to lure the Pope out, preferably to our barracks?" ”

Diego shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's difficult, the Pope is a very cautious person, even I don't believe it 100%, even if he wants to come to our military camp, he will definitely bring all the holy warriors!" ”

Yang Xiaole nodded, then rubbed his chin and groaned.

After a while, a smile of Zhizhu appeared on the corner of Yang Xiaole's mouth, and he said, "Okay, in that case, let's go to the temple to meet this Caesar Pope for a while!" ”

As he spoke, Yang Xiaole waved his hand and put everyone present into his personal space, and then disguised himself as the Second Ancestor Blood River City Lord.

Then, Yang Xiaole came to the Holy Blood Temple, pretending to be angry, and said to the holy warrior guarding the temple: "I am the Lord of the Blood River City, I ask to see His Majesty the Pope, I have met the people of the Interracial Alliance, my subordinates were all killed in order to cover my escape, take me to His Majesty the Pope, I know where those aliens are hiding!" ”

When those holy warriors heard that Yang Xiaole was the Lord of the Blood River City and that there were clues from other races, they didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly sent someone into the temple to spread the word.

Soon, the Holy Warrior who had entered the Transmission came out and invited Yang Xiaole, the fake Blood River City Lord, into the middle hall of the Holy Blood God Temple.

After passing through the front hall where the huge Blood God statue stood up, Yang Xiaole came to the middle hall of the Holy Blood God Temple.

It is a huge palace, and the walls around it are carved with splendid murals, recording the epic of the blood god descending on the Holy Blood Star, creating the descendants of the Holy Blood God Race, and guiding the indigenous people to develop civilization.

Beneath the walls, there stood hundreds of holy warriors in armor and with two-handed swords in hand.

Because they are so quiet, at first glance, they may be mistaken for decorative decorations.

But Yang Xiaole could sense the aura in their bodies, and they were all masters of the transcendent level.

At the very end of the palace, there was a blood-red throne, on which Pope Caesar was sitting, quietly watching Yang Xiaole.

"Are you the City Lord of Blood River City, I heard that your men were killed by the aliens, and you know where the aliens are hiding, right?"

Yang Xiaole grinned and said: "Actually, it's all a lie, I don't know where the alien race is hiding at all, and I don't have any subordinates killed by the alien race, I say this just to meet the Pope!" ”

The Pope was stunned, then his face became gloomy, and he shouted: "You just reported the military situation so indiscriminately in order to see me? ”

Yang Xiaole shrugged his shoulders and said, "If I don't say that, where will those guards let me in?" ”

The Pope snorted coldly and said, "Very good, you are very honest, come on, invite this Blood River City Lord out, I don't want to see him again in the future!" ”

"Yes!" The doorman who came in with Yang Xiaole glared at Yang Xiaole fiercely, and whispered to Yang Xiaole: "You killed me, get out, otherwise you will look good later!" ”

Yang Xiaole grinned and said, "I came to kill the Pope, and now that the Pope hasn't been killed, how can I leave?" ”

"What, you, you're going to kill the Pope?" The doorman's eyes widened in horror.

Yang Xiaole nodded honestly and said, "Yes, that's my purpose!" ”

As he spoke, Yang Xiaole took out the spatial cage and opened a spatial enchantment, enveloping the Pope and everyone in the nave.

When the Pope saw this familiar spatial enchantment, his eyes immediately shrank, and he glared at Yang Xiaole viciously and asked, "Spatial enchantment, who are you?" ”

Yang Xiaole changed his body and returned to the face he used when participating in the martial arts competition, and said with a smile: "It's me, Golu!" ”

Pope Caesar glared at Yang Xiaole angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "It turned out to be you, Goru, I gave you the Ancient Holy Blood, made you the Holy Blood Divine Son, and made you the leader of the Holy Blood Knights, and you actually want to kill me?" ”

Yang Xiaole shrugged his shoulders and said: "The Ancient Holy Blood was won by me in the martial arts competition, and let me be the leader of the Holy Blood Knights, you are blind, okay, don't talk nonsense, in fact, it's not that I want to deal with you, I am also acting on orders!" ”

Caesar's eyes shrank when he heard this, and he asked in a cold voice, "Who are you ordering to assassinate me, the Interracial Alliance, or Diego?" ”

Yang Xiaole laughed and said: "Your Majesty the Pope, you are really blind to suspect Diego, in vain Ferdiego is still loyal to you, and wants to die for your loyalty, but fortunately he didn't die!" ”

As he spoke, Yang Xiaole waved his hand and summoned Diego, Klein, Liu Xuemei and others and the people of the Holy Blood Knights.