"Thank you so much for your lead, it's time for us to go. "Visiting the entire Vanti Cathedral, I have an intuitive understanding of this Holy See headquarters. This place is indeed dangerous for demons, in those inconspicuous little decorations, small designs are hidden full of killing intentions, all kinds of magic circles are everywhere, if all opened, it is definitely enough for the uninvited guests who break into this place to drink a pot.

"It seems that your luck is not good today, the Pope is not here today, and you can actually see him praying. The white-bearded old man looked back at the empty Hall of Dawn and said, "You can come here next time on a Sunday, the Pope will be here to pray on that day, and maybe we will meet again." ”

"We'd better never see each other again. Also, I don't want to see the Pope. He said coldly, he didn't have the slightest affection for this old man, and he was already unlucky to meet him, how could he still think about seeing him next time.

As if he had discovered something, the old man nodded and smiled: "Oh—I see, you are afraid that the Pope will recognize you like me, what a cautious little fellow." You're actually quite like Hastings, he's a dreadful demon with a brain. ”

"The king's wisdom is unmatched, and I am far from it. Well, from now on, you and I will have the best time to live. With that, he pulled Sylvia away, and he didn't want to be entangled with the old man for a moment.

"Don't worry, little shadow demon, we will meet again one day, so you don't have to think about how to escape from me. The old man said with a smile in the back.

"Who's going to run away from you? narcissist. Gloom thought resentfully.

The old man watched Gmy and Sylvia disappear into the distance, and it was not until the two figures completely disappeared that the playful smile on his face slowly dissipated, replaced by solemnity, sacredness, and solemnity.

"Lovely little one, personality and Hastings are almost carved out of the same mold," the white-bearded old man shook his head, as if recalling something.

"Your Majesty, why didn't you give us the order to kill this demon?Is the demon no longer the enemy of the God of Light?" A blonde young man in pure white knight's armor walked out of a nearby alley and stood behind the old man, the armor leaves of the armor made a rattling sound as he walked, and the red cloak was blown in the air by the wind, adding a lot of majestic momentum to him out of thin air.

The old man looked at the young knight and said slowly, "Do you think you know everything?" The old man turned his back to the young knight and said, "There are many things you don't understand. That little shadow demon, his current strength should not be underestimated, if you fight him, it is impossible to say who will die, and I will not let you hurt him. ”

"Why, Your Majesty, he is a demon, an enemy of us, an enemy of the God of Light. Isn't this what you taught us, Your Majesty, do you want to violate the principles you set up at the beginning?!" Knight Owen was very excited, and in his impression, he represented the evil demons, and wanted to see one and kill the other, but the Pope's words violated this principle.

"Owen, are you questioning me?!" the old man screamed, and the dust on the ground was stirred up by this terrifying sound a meter high, and Owen was also shocked and staggered.

It took a while for Owen to come to his senses.

"Owen, are you questioning me?" the old man asked again. This time, his voice was much softer, but still full of power. Looking at the stance, if Owen doesn't admit his mistake, then he will kill him.

"Owen, are you questioning me?"

"Your Majesty, your subordinates don't dare. The nail leaf rubbed, but this time the sound was more crisp - Owen knelt on one knee, bowed his head and said, "My subordinates don't dare." ”

"I have to tell you, the principle of the sword pointing to the evil is not set by me, it was established by the first pope. The first pope, not me, you know?"

The old man turned and left, and Owen quickly got up from the ground and followed the old man.

"100,000 years ago...... the old man said as he walked, "100,000 years ago, the god of light and an evil god started a great war, and that war lasted for 2,000 years, and the heavens and the earth were torn apart, and the human race, the elf race, the angel race, and the dwarf race...... All tribes went to war, and the waters of the rivers were stained red with the blood of the warriors. Eventually, the god of light defeated the god by splitting his body into three parts: the head, heart, limbs, and torso, and sealing the three parts of the god's body in three places at the cost of sleep. ”

"What does this have to do with killing that demon?" Owen asked, puzzled.

"The three parts of the evil god's body are sealed in three places, these three places are the resurrection pool of the Angel Clan's Sky City, the dark corridor of the demonic dark abyss, and the last one is here," the old man pointed to the towering black building, "Doom Bell Tower. ”

"Sealed in the Bell Tower of Doom is the head of the evil god Grant, that little shadow demon seems to have seen his body, it seems that his body should be made of energy, can form such a realistic body, it means that he is already very powerful. ”

"Your Majesty......" Owen's eyes widened at the news. Although the news is not the same as the legend, it is not far off, who would have thought that there is really a "god" sealed in it.

"This sealed evil god is called Grant, and according to the ancient texts of the Holy Spirit Temple, he can turn the dead into immortal spirits to fight for him. Since that little shadow demon can sense Grant's existence, then he must have something extraordinary, which also shows from the side that Grant's accumulated power is already very strong, after all, only when the world is about to be chaotic will there be such a different reaction. It was also very close to the time when the seal was broken, and at this time, any trace of strength was crucial, let alone a high-level demon who could sense Grant's powerful combat power. The old man walked into the Hall of Dawn.

"Your Majesty, are we going to work with demons? Knight Owen followed closely behind the old man. For him, it was his lifelong wish to destroy demons, but now suddenly someone told him, I'm sorry, your enemy is your friend. Such differences and turns of events dealt too much of a blow to his worldview.

The old man walked to the front of the hall, in front of a throne under the patio, turned and sat down, and said slowly:

"Owen, it's not impossible to cooperate with demons. ”