In this church, special anti-evil materials have been added to the building materials, and the floor is actually transparent.

With the movement of An Bo'er looking up and seeing the moonlight refracted in the sky, Li Qiao'er finally understood that he had really returned to the starting point.

In another form.

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"You filthy, shitty bitch!" the King of Blood, who had been brought into the coffin that had been made for him, was still cursing the usurper who was no longer in his sight in vicious language: "I will eat your flesh, I will drink your blood!!!"

"Final reiteration. Standing side by side with Ambol, Nicholas III stood with his crossed sword on the hard granite of the earth, its immaculate body reflecting the holy light in the moonlight: "Even if you are also a Blood, you may not be better at dealing with vampires than we are. Because of the deliberate concealment of the other party, the Pope has only known the title of this mysterious and sudden rise like a comet, even until now: "Therefore, I would like to ask you to consider our previous proposal again...... It's up to me to sanction Cain. ”

"Nope. Not even bothering to give superfluous explanations, Amber didn't even look at the Pope, who turned pale because he had never been rejected: "I said it at the beginning...... He's mine. ”

"Whether or not you slaughtered Cain with your own hands, you will be crowned the new queen of the Bloodlines after tonight. "...... That is Cain! What kind of glory would it be if the ancestor of the blood clan who came out of the myth and legend could be killed? His position in the history books will surpass all the sages of his predecessors in one fell swoop! And in the future, there will be no one who can compare with him!

"So, this kind of dirty errand that will defile your hands should be left to the next place. Pretending to be a man of compassion, Nicholas III tried to make a final effort: "If there must be someone in this world who will find out and bear the evil, then it will be me, the most pious ......."

"I said, he's mine. Unlike the Templars, who bowed down to His Majesty the Pope's generosity, every word that came out of Amber's mouth sounded as terrifying as the devil to the ears of the followers of the Holy Light: "Don't you understand, old fellow?"

"Presumptuous!"

The paladins, who couldn't stand the demon's disrespect for the Pope, had just drawn out their weapons, and the bloods on the other side had also released their blood suits at the same time.

"No one can point a weapon at the Grand Duke!

"Hahaha! yes! yes!" Although he couldn't see how tense the battlefield was on his side, Cain knew that his only chance of life was hidden in this conflict: "The bloods and humans have always been enemies......! Ugh!"

The Blood King's words were broken before he could finish his words. Although she knew that her sudden forward action would likely completely ignite the two pairs of centaurs, who were already wary of each other, compared to magic, Amber could not control the urge to crush the throat with her hand when she heard Cain hear the familiar name from his stinking mouth.

"If you dare to mention him again......"

Before the threatening words could even be uttered, the Grand Duchess saw a flinch in the eyes of the Blood King. The killing intent that seemed to make the entire catacombs frost in an instant dissipate, and An Boer turned back again.

"'I will help you capture Cain, but I will execute him.'" That's what we said at the beginning. If anyone dares to dispute this...... Rebels!"

"With you!"

"If anyone dares to raise an objection to this, it will be regarded as a declaration of war!"

"Yes!"

After more than a minute of staring at Amber standing on the steps, Nicholas III finally chose to compromise. In order to capture and exterminate Cain and his followers, the loss of the Holy See was already insignificant. In his heyday, he would have ordered the Knights Templar to slaughter all these arrogant bloods, but now......

With some sad sighs, the Pope looked back at the queue behind him, which was more than half mutilated, and suddenly felt a little gloomy.

I can't afford to lose it, I can't afford it anymore.

The current Holy See does not have the confidence and strength to annihilate the Blood Clan rebels, but no matter how the glory of cutting off the head of the ancestor of the Blood Clan shines through the ages, someone must sing it. And if the teachings of Jesus are cut off in their own hands, even if the additional condition is to pull the entire blood family to accompany the burial, the responsibility is beyond their own responsibility.

No one can afford it.

"If you insist. Tilting his body slightly, Nicholas III handed Joan of Arc the cross sword that he had specially taken out of the sanctuary, and when he turned his face again, his expression was no different: "We respect." ”

There was no reply.

Amber motioned with her eyes for the rebels to gather around her, forming a confrontation with the Holy See. After making sure that there was enough safety between the two sides, the Grand Duchess finally left her back to the Pope.

"After learning more about your background, I can probably understand why you can still use silverware even though you are a Bloodline. Bending down, Amber completely enveloped Cain with a shadow: "You have the blood of the guy these humans worshipped...... Right?"

"Originally, you should have been molded in a holy and bright church, enjoying the existence of worship. Finding that the King of the Blood Clan had the intention of opening his mouth to answer him, An Boer quickly reached out and choked the other party's throat again: "No...... I didn't give you permission to speak. Shaking Cain with his free left hand, Amber saw the other man's eyes wide with fear, "If you haven't fallen." ”

"The grace you have received to protect your skin from silverware. But if it's deep in the flesh......"

With such a silent silence, he stabbed the blunt and boundless spoon in his hand into the thigh of the Blood King, and Amber safely ignored the skin that had been burned by the silver as if it was about to crack.

"You should, it hurts, right?"

If it is not controlled by the spell that is applied to the body, if it is not controlled by Amber, the right to happen...... Cain swore that he would scream like a girl who had been dragged into the alley by a mob on her way home in the night!

Kill me!

Kill me!!

Please!!

"Rest assured, we have plenty of time. Pulling the silver spoon out of the other's wound, Amber placed the artifact on the edge of the coffin. If you want to continue this painful feast for a long time, then you need to leave time to rest.

Whether it's for Cain, or for yourself.

"I'm ready again. "When I first came into contact with silver, my skin tone has been restored to its original state by the effect of ultra-high-speed regeneration. Picking up the spoon that meant infinite terror to Cain again, Amber smiled in the moonlight as if she were an angel.

"What about you?"