"Ouch, gentlemen, I know you'd love to see Miss Catherine, but Miss Catherine has something to do, so please stay out of the way!" said Rogge, stepping forward, holding Catherine behind him, and looking at the people who surrounded them.

"Mr. Rogge, we're looking for you!" said a man in a golden robe who parted the crowd and walked up to Rogge with a golden scepter in his hand.

"Yo, isn't this the High Priest of Goethe, the villain is polite!" said Rogge, smiling mockingly, stroking his chest like a servant on the stage of an opera.

"Hmph, I've heard about the big rat coming to this island for a long time, but I didn't expect it to take so long to find you. Goethe sneered and looked at Rog in front of him.

"I'm really sorry, it's all my fault, and let an old man with a disability in your eyes go to such trouble to find me like this!" Rogge sneered at each other with a smile.

"Do you know what it is to insult a saint?" said Goethe, pointing at Rogge with a grim face.

"I don't care about that, I just want to know what is the sin of the women and their daughters who come into contact with the black cats?" asked Roger without flinching.

Goethe glared at him viciously, and suddenly felt something fall on his face, he subconsciously touched it with his hand, and looked down to find that there was a puddle of white bird feces on his hand.

Angry Goethe looked up and saw the little owl Lilith flying over his head, he raised the scepter in his right hand and pointed at the little owl, and caught it head-on with Rog's claw blade, Goethe blocked it with his left hand, and a barrier of holy light resisted Rog's steel claws, releasing a wave of energy to push himself backwards.

"Catch them!" Bach, the executive priest in the crowd, saw that the high priest was attacked, and the holy hammer shouted loudly with one finger, and the surrounding priests opened the sacred book in their hands at the same time, and the palm of their right hand shot out a stream of holy light, directly hitting the two people in the encirclement.

At the critical moment, Rogge grabbed Catherine's wrist with his right hand and jumped up, and five silver rays of light flew out of his left hand, nailing to the eyebrows of the five priests, and he pulled Catherine to jump in the direction of the five fallen priests, jumping above the flying holy light.

Rog, who landed on the ground, pulled out the silver gun from Catherine's waist and shot through the head of one of the priests, and five blades of his left hand whistled past, cutting the wrists of the five priests.

He threw the gun at Catherine, and at the same time pushed her to the right, and he flew to the left to avoid the light that came from him, and Catherine, who was pushed away by Rog, grabbed the silver gun in mid-air, and at the same time pulled out another silver gun from her waist, and raised the two guns together and pulled the trigger, and the four priests fell in a pool of blood screaming.

Rogge, who landed on the ground, pulled out the silver sword from his back and threw it at the priest in front of him, and at the same time stabilized his body and stood up, his feet were as fast as lightning, and his body actually surpassed the silver sword that flew out first, flashed past the priest, and knocked him to the ground with a fist of the claw blade.

I saw his white shadow roaring past, knocking the four priests to the ground one after another, grabbing the flying silver sword, turning around and holding the holy hammer that the executive priest Bach smashed on the head, and punching Bach in the face, Bach screamed and was knocked out three steps away, covering his face and falling to the ground in pain.

"Mr. Rogge, this is the end of it!" Not far away, the voice of the High Priest Goethe suddenly came, and Rogge followed the voice, only to see the golden scepter in Goethe's hand pointed at Catherine, and an angel with a golden light held a holy sword on her neck.

"Do saints also like the trick of taking hostages?" Rogge sneered contemptuously and shook his head, "I thought only gangsters would do that!"

The little girl gritted her teeth and grabbed Goethe's hair, and the other little hand poked Goethe's eyes, Goethe hurriedly protected her eyes, but she was screaming in pain by tearing her hair.

"Damn the priest, damn the priest, damn the priest!" cried out in hatred as little Lori tore Goethe's hair and removed a large chunk of the hair from his forehead.

Goethe, who was in pain, raised the scepter in his hand and slammed it into Lilith on the shoulder, seeing that the head of the scepter was about to smash the girl's little knee, a silver sword flashed with a cold light to frame Goethe's scepter.

"Lilith, that's enough!" shouted Rogge, who stopped the high priest, and little Lori looked back at him with red eyes, tears in her eyes, and her cheeks were puffing up, eager to tear Goethe to shreds at once.

"Come here, little darling, now is not the time for revenge!" said Rog with open arms to Lilith.

Little Lori stared at him for a moment, hesitated, lowered her head and pinched Goethe's ear fiercely, the sharp nails left a long wound on his ear, and then turned into a little owl and flew to Rog's shoulder.

Rog hurried to Catherine and pulled her aside, looking back at the embarrassed High Priest, Goethe looked at them with disgust, and put his hands over his aching ears and forehead, his old face covered with folds turned white with anger.

"Why don't you let Lilith poke him blind?" Catherine bit her lip and asked Rogge beside her softly: "This old guy has no eyes at all, black and white, and if he is blind, he may be able to harm a few fewer people!"

"Don't be impulsive, young man. Rogge looked back at Catherine and Lilith and whispered, "Don't forget, the focus now is on the Hallows, if we do that, Antonio, as a knight of the Holy Order, will definitely not be able to ignore it, who wants to see us go to war with Antonio the most?"

"William......," said Catherine, with a sudden realization.

"So, now is not the time for infighting!" Rogge said with a meaningful nod.

He looked up at Goethe and said, "I apologize, High Priest, for the strands of your hair that have been pulled out, and I hope that they will rest in Heaven, and that the next time we meet again, we will be happy, goodbye." ”

After saying that, Rogge took Catherine and Lilith and turned around to leave, but suddenly heard Goethe shouting, "Wait a minute, the words are not finished yet!"

Rogge, Catherine, and Lilith turned their heads at the same time, and six hostile gazes fell on Goethe's face, as if asking: Haven't you suffered enough?

"I'm looking for you for something!" Goethe said, holding his head, "and a man told me that you could tell me the answer you wanted to know." ”

"Oh, then I'm interested to know who recommended me to the High Priestess, probably not Master Antonio, right?" Rogge asked with a curious smile.

"It's the Dark Wizard William 'Bloody Hand'!" Goethe said, staring at Rogge.

"William?" Rogge frowned in surprise and asked, "Why are you talking about me?" I thought you should fight until one of them dies, so you still have time to drink tea and chat?"

"William said you appeared in the Valley of the Lamp God, although I don't know where you were at that time, but he did say so, we were chased by him on the way, and when he used levitation to escape from our pursuit, he told us a code word, saying that you can help us unravel the meaning!"

Hearing Goethe's words, Rogge's expression became more and more surprised, he stared at Goethe's face that seemed to never relax, shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "He's really bored, think I have nothing to do and play with riddles?

"He said that the secret word indicated the whereabouts of the Hallows Weapon!" said the High Priest solemnly.

"Did he really say that?" Rogge suddenly restrained his smile when he heard this, and even Catherine beside her became solemn, she looked at Rogge and asked suspiciously, "No, why did he tell us what he wanted to do?"

"That's a good question!" Rogge glanced back at her approvingly, returning his gaze to the High Priest's face.

Goethe was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I haven't figured out why, but anyway, I think we need to first unravel the hidden meaning of the code. ”

"Well, it looks like I've got something to do again!" Rog sighed self-deprecatingly, walked up to the high priest and asked, "Tell me, what did the black mouse say to you?"

"He said: 'North of the serpent, guarded by the moon god, facing each other diagonally, the king's paradise. Goethe said intently as he looked at Rogge.

Rogge pondered for a moment, looked down and took out a cigar, lit it and brought it to his lips, looking up at the vast night sky in distraction, Goethe looked up and followed his gaze, a curved crescent moon hanging in the sky.

At this moment, the wounded executive priest Bach came to Goethe's side with his face covered and asked in a respectful tone: "High priest, what should the dead saints do?"

"Gather and bury them on the spot, and the souls of the saints will return to heaven, without worrying about where they are buried!" Goethe instructed Bach.

When Rogge on the side heard this, he suddenly turned around and asked, "High Priest, heaven is the abode of people after death, right?"

"Not everyone can go to heaven. Goethe said to him with a majestic face: "Only those who have a noble soul are qualified to ascend to heaven!"

"You're right!" Rogge nodded approvingly, a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said meaningfully: "I know where William is talking about!"

"Where?" asked Goethe, stepping forward with concern.

"Don't worry, let's decipher these four sentences sentence by sentence. Rogge unhurriedly spat out a smoke ring, turned back and asked, "Has the High Priest ever studied astrology?"

Goethe looked at him in surprise and shook his head, Rogge smiled and shrugged his eyebrows and said, "No wonder, most of these things are only studied by 'heretics' such as witches, but if you are familiar with astrology, you can solve the mystery yourself!"

He glanced at Goethe's blue face, pointed to the southeast side of the sky, and said: "The long snake in the first sentence refers to the constellation of the long snake, its north is Cancer, and it is the end of June, when Cancer is on duty, and its position is in the southeast of the sky. ”

The high priest looked in the direction he was pointing and heard him continue: "The patron saint of Cancer is the goddess of the moon, which corresponds to the second sentence 'the guardian of the moon god', and Cancer is located in the southeast, and the diagonal is northwest. ”

He turned back to Thundercastle, and the High Priest looked back at the dark fortress in surprise and asked, "The Sacred Weapon is in Thundercastle?"

"No, you forgot the last sentence!" Rogge shook his head solemnly and said, "It is the most critical clue among these four sentences!"

Goethe and Lao Luo finally met, but it was the dark wizard William who connected the two mortal enemies, what will happen next?