"Your Majesty, someone is looking for you. The maid in a crisp white gauze dress walked in and said to Cyril Victor, who was enjoying a massage.

"Someone looking for me? The meeting is over, and the leaders of the various tribes have already returned, who will come to me at this time?" Cyril Victor was a little puzzled, but he still put on his gold-trimmed papal robes, put on the golden laurel crown symbolizing the status of the pope, and walked out with the long, more than one person in his hand, the staff of the Holy See of Light handed down from ancient times, "Praise of the God of Light".

"Christine, who is looking for me?" Cyril Victor asked the maid beside him who was in charge of leading the way, the bishop's daughter, Christine.

"It's a few angel clan adults, and there is a seraphim seraphim named Rundetel who came in, and there is a seraphim named Soin parked in the square outside, and there are also a large number of two-winged and four-winged angels, and the number is about two hundred. Christine said.

"You are sure that the feathers of those angels are white, not gray or black. Cyril Victor still asked uneasily.

"Of course I confirmed, I'm not blind, I recognize both black and white, Grandpa Victor, don't worry, they're all white-haired, not fallen angels. Christine said with a confirmed face, "Alas, it seems that Grandpa Victor, you are old, your brain is not good, you don't even believe my words, I think our Bright Holy See should change a pope, you are old, useless, defective products......"

"I'm not a defect!" said Cyril Victor, waving "Praise of the God of Light" as if he were a depraved dark wizard, "Look, my arms and legs are well slung to my body." How do you little girl know what's going on in my heart, my wisdom is unmatched!"

"It's really going to put gold on your face. Christine pouted.

Landelter had been sitting in the reception room of Vanti Cathedral for a long time, his three pairs of white wings flapping unconsciously, indicating that his mind was not at peace at the moment.

"Why are you here, Lord Landettel?" said Cyril Victor as he pushed open the door to the meeting room. He saw Landtel get up from his chair and paced back and forth.

"Your Majesty, I am so glad to see you, and I will get straight to the point, I have come here to ask for help and shelter. Rondetel saw Cyril Victor come in, and hurried over.

"Asylm?" Cyril Victor was even more puzzled in his heart, the strength of the Seraphim is top-notch, and his strength as a pope can only compete with two Seraphims, this is still the secret method that has been handed down from ancient times by the Holy See of Light, which can fully stimulate the divine power in the bloodline, and similarly, the price of this secret method is also very high, and only the successive popes can enjoy it.

Landertl is a Seraphic Angel who has lived since ancient times, and in terms of age, even the current Emperor Grant can't compare, as for the Demon King Hegel is older than Rundetel, Cyril Victor's age is even more smiling, Landertl is enough to be his ancestor. Old age also means the accumulation of strength and experience, and Rondetel can also go hundreds of rounds against Cyril Victor, Cyril Victor really can't think of any place where such a strong man needs him to shelter.

"Lord Landettel, with your strength, you don't need my protection at all, do you?

With a bitter look on his face, Landettel said, " Grant activated the seal under the resurrection pool and released the sealed soul of the big devil Sutler, but Sutler's soul strength could not be completed because of the early impact of the seal, so he and Grant's soul were fused together, and now Grant has fourteen wings, and his strength has reached the point of an inferior god, and most of our angel clansmen have also fallen with him, except for a few old guys like me who don't know where, our remaining angels are already the last primordial angels of the angel clan, and the rest of the clansmen have fallen, and we have nowhere to go。 Rondetel paused and sighed helplessly, "Your Bright Sect and our Angel Clan are relatively similar in faith, so I can only come to you." ”

Listening to Rondetel's words, Cyril Victor gasped. Not long ago, he was still telling the leaders of the various races that the angel clan might have fallen into the whole clan, but he didn't expect Grant to break the seal located in the resurrection pool so quickly and release Sutler's soul, and the angel clan has no other primordial angels who have not fallen except for more than two hundred angels.

This is really amazing news, it seems that the action plan passed down before is going to start in advance, time waits for no one, Grant will now inevitably let the newly transformed fallen angel adapt to the strength that has been raised in a short period of time, and will not launch a war against other races for the time being, but this is only a little buffer time for the time being, and in less than a month, the fallen angels and countless undead armies will attack the surface intelligent race, and if they are not prepared in advance, the casualties caused will be massive.

"Well, it looks like we're going to have to get ready. Cyril Victor rubbed his palms, "You can first settle down in our Holy See Holy City, I will ask the Holy Knights to prepare a camp for you in the city, you can stay in the military camp for the time being, forgive me, time is pressing, I can't arrange a better place." ”

"It's enough, we're not picky about the environment, it's not like we haven't been in a place like the wilderness, it's good to have a barracks stationed, thank you. ”

"It doesn't matter, now that everyone is a friendly army, whether there is an angel of transformation or not, it is also a big help for our side. It's just that I have one more thing to ask Lord Landtel to arrange for your people to do it. Cyril Victor said.

"Please. "Landettel also knows that they can't be temporarily blessed by the Holy See of Light without paying anything, and they must pay a certain price, but they don't know what Cyril Victor will send to their Angel Clan.

Cyril Victor pointed to the teleportation hall that had been flashing with the light of the teleportation array, and said: "The teleportation array in our holy city has reached full capacity, and there is no spare teleportation array to be responsible for delivering the news for the time being, so I need you angels to use their fast mobility ability to deliver the news of the fall of Grant and the angel clan to the leaders of the various races. Besides, I have a little more to give to a few little guys, and you can help me out by the way. ”

"Yes, I'll arrange someone now. Rondetl nodded.

"It has to be fast, the sooner the better. ”

(End of chapter)