Anruida did not deny it. "Now that he is our common enemy, we have a common goal, at least for now, and you don't want to see him become the ruler of heaven and hell. ”

"No, no, don't get me wrong, I'd love to see this happen, Heaven and Hell give you the power of the Mystic, if Giroud can defeat Heaven and Hell, it means that the Mystic will cease to exist, then it will be easier for me to deal with you. Downing used this answer to earn more conditions.

An Ruida's face was ugly, and she cursed the young man in front of her in her heart, but she pleaded with her mouth: "As long as you are willing to help me, you can put forward any conditions." ”

"Very good, you have to help me get into Corona, I think such conditions are good for you, maybe I will die there, you know how dangerous it is there. Downing made a condition.

Someone wants to take the initiative to enter Corona Island, what a miraculous request, of course Anruida hopes that this young man can die here, it is the paradise of death, called hell on earth. "No problem. ”

"Don't just talk about it, you have to come up with something substantial to prove that you're going to deliver on your promises. "Downing won't trust this cunning pope easily.

The Pope soon issued a specific edict. 'Now you see, I'm serious, we should spend more time on Giroud. ”

"I've come up with the perfect solution. "Downing is sure, but you have to help me with this, at least find me some magic materials.

To send the heart into Giroud's body, it had to be done quietly, and a special potion might be able to do it, and no matter what magic materials were, there would be no problem for the Holy See.

Using these materials provided by the Holy See, Tang Ning quickly refined this special potion, put the heart into this potion, and handed it to the other party. "It's up to you. ”

Anrida had seen the level of the young man's ability to concoct potions, he was very fast and skilled, more skilled than some of the best alchemists, and it was better for such a young man to enter Corona Island, and the people there could not be better than that, and of course, the most important thing was that he had to find a way to get Giroud to drink the potion.

Escaping from the church in Havana, Giroud ran wildly in the wilderness, his body's wounds healing slowly, and the after-effects of the Guardian of Heaven's soul expulsion made him quite uncomfortable, and he had to wait a long time to heal his wounds.

Of course, the best place to recuperate is the Holy City, where Anruida will provide all the conditions for recuperation and can help him with his physical sequelae.

After running for a day and a night, he came to the Holy City as fast as he could, and now he couldn't even activate the portal, he could only walk into the cathedral, of course, he had to do some disguise, at least in human form.

Even so, he was still stopped outside the cathedral, and no one was allowed to enter the cathedral without the call of His Majesty the Pope, and Giroud yelled at the clergy of the cathedral in severe pain. "Fool, I'm a friend of Pope Anruida, tell him quickly. ”

The Templars dispatched the Paladin and captured Giroud, but he did not resist, as this was probably the quickest way to see Anrida.

He was taken to the prison, where he was told about it, and Anreda understood what was going on, and immediately had the captured Giroud taken to the living room, and when everyone else had retreated, he knelt on the ground and saluted. "Boss, this is also to hide people's eyes. ”

Giroud didn't care about these little things, he returned to his original appearance, the wounds on his body had not yet healed, he collapsed on the sofa, looking at the rift in the determination of war, his face pale. "You've got to find a way to get me well as soon as possible. ”

The striking wound had suppurated, an arm was missing, the wound on the shoulder was striking, Giroud was injured, and it seemed that the injury was not light, Anruida snickered in her heart, but she was also worried, that traitor to the Holy See was so powerful, if he was just as tricky to live, he had to know what the outcome of the battle between the two sides would be as soon as possible, and bring him a glass of water. "How did it turn out?"

Giroud looked up at Anrida, contemplating whether he should tell the paladin his true identity, and perhaps the matter should be concealed. "We've fought and both sides have been wounded, but he's obviously worse than mine, maybe he's dead now. ”

If the strength of the paladin is above his own, the cunning Anrida must have some bad intentions, such as going to make a deal with the paladin and deal with himself, after all, for this pope, he is currently more of a threat than the paladin, if he is himself, he will definitely do it.

The paladin is dead, Anrida has one less enemy, at least finish Giroud in front of him, and then send the young man to Corona Island, where he will definitely die and everything will be over.

He reached out to touch the wound when he thought about it, but Giroud stopped him in embarrassment. "Don't worry, I just wanted to check on your injuries. ”

Let the other party relax his vigilance, Anruida reached out to test the wound, it is the location of the heart, if Giroud's heart was not poached because of the power of heaven and hell, then now Giroud is already a dead man, after checking the injury, he pretended to care. "Your injuries are serious, but I can help. ”

He personally went to the bedroom and took out a bottle of potion from a secret small drawer, the golden potion, the healing elixir condensed with holy light, it took twenty years of painstaking effort to refine it, it was originally reserved for himself to use when he encountered extreme danger, and now it seemed that he was going to take it out in advance.

After that, he picked up the bottle of the young man's refining potion from the side, and prepared to mix it together, but he had an extra mind and stopped this thought, the cunning Giroud must not believe himself easily.

Sitting on the sofa, slowly untying the war resolve with his hands, the wound extended a considerable distance in his abdomen, almost extending from his chest to his waist, shocking, he swore that he must take revenge, and the sound of footsteps beside him sounded, and he hurriedly re-fastened the war resolve.

With two small black cups and a golden medicine bottle, Anruida approached, then poured a cup and handed it over. "This is a potion condensed with holy light, which will allow any wound to heal quickly, and will be of great help in your recovery. ”

Giroud looked at the black cup handed over and reached out to push it away. "You should try it for me first. ”

Anrida poured some more into another black cup and drank it in front of Giroud, his body glistening golden and his face a few years younger. "You see, there's nothing wrong with that. ”

Giroud then picked up the black cup and drank it, something seemed to be growing in his body, the location of the heart, and frowned. "There seems to be something growing in my body again. ”

"Don't worry, it's a sign of wound healing, this potion causes the tissues in the body to grow quickly and resurrect the dead tissues. Anruida explained, but he was snickering inside.

He had poured the potion that the young man had refined into a black cup instead of a healing potion, so that it would not be taken by himself and would be able to discourage Giroud.

And Tang Ning used the potion in advance to turn the heart into a colorless and odorless part of the potion, and only needed to take the potion, so that the heart could gradually recover in the body until it was fully grown.

The potion allowed the wound to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the effects of the soul expulsion gradually disappeared, the vanished arm extended from his shoulder, and the new arm was stronger and more powerful than the original, and soon he returned to normal, but there was a gap in the war resolve, and he clenched his fists. "Anruida, send someone to Havana City to inquire about the corpse of the paladin. "If there is no body, it means that the other party is not dead, the threat still exists, of course, he himself has to go to the Black Iron Continent and solve the problems there first.

When Giroud left, Anrida laughed excitedly, and immediately sent a letter to the young man who had gone to the Black Iron Continent, informing them that everything was going well. But soon a piece of news came that his excitement was replaced by panic, that the church in Havana had been burned down, that the paladin was still alive and not dead, and that he was slumped on the couch in a trance.

In the final stage of the war, the war mobilization has ended, both the young orcs of the Blood Clan and the young orcs of the Gluck clan have thrown themselves into the battlefield, the Scorpion Legion and the Evil Scarab Legion have arrived under the Black Iron City, and now the Black Iron City has become deserted again, and those human merchants have seen the reminder of the decisive battle from the newspaper and left early.

The fog of war floated in the sky, darkening the world, and in the council hall, Aluvik handed over power to Rondo, and after the ceremony, he took the giant axe and left here, and the mighty orc army climbed the tall walls of the Black Iron City, the walls of this long-standing city on the Black Body Continent were tall enough, and the orcs spent hundreds of years building the city, so that the city was destroyed, which meant the end of the history and civilization of the orcs.

Before receiving a letter from the Holy See, Anruida succeeded, and Giroud's heart returned to his body, which meant that he could be killed, and there was only one uncertainty left, whether the dragon would join the war, and ordinary supernatural forces would not be the opponent of Chiron's demigod power.

Soon after, the city was filled with scorpion legions and evil scarab legions, and the most terrifying thing was the souls of those Martimo warriors, tall and powerful, the orcs could not kill the souls, and those souls were able to ignore the tall walls, and the Martimo army was now significantly stronger than before.

Standing at the head of the city, Tangning looked at the fog of war, if the war started and the dragon did not appear, he would have to do it himself, which was an extremely risky move, but it had to be so.

Giroud rode his soul horse, a horse from the Maltimo people's captivity, and looked at the orc soldiers at the head of the city, and he came out of the ranks with the reins in his hand, and met Aruvik's eyes. "Traitors don't deserve to stand on the Black Iron City. ”