Chapter 387: A Stuffy Stick That Made the Pope Vomit Blood

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Mutombo was a bishop, a cardinal who had just risen from the white rites, much appreciated by the Pope. As long as www.biquge.info few more things are done, he may be able to ascend to the top of the world and be promoted to the rank of cardinal. At that time, the most prosperous areas in the eastern part of the Draa Empire will be under his control, and the family will naturally be able to take advantage of the opportunity to obtain higher benefits.

If you want to gain further appreciation from the Pope, there is undoubtedly a great opportunity in front of you!

In order to deal with Yang Ling, the Demon Beast Lord who is like Zhongtian, the Holy See did not move on the surface, but secretly dispatched a large number of elites to participate in the operation. As long as he finds out the situation around Gabriel City and Yang Ling this time, it will definitely be a great achievement.

"Your Excellency, there's a hotel next door, is it right here to stay?" a knight whispered, interrupting Mutombo's fantasies.

"Battier, find the cheapest hotel, book the worst room for a dozen people, and don't forget who we are now!" Although he wanted to throw his dirty and torn armor into the sea, in order to successfully complete the mission, Mutombo had to continue to disguise, and after a moment of silence, he continued: "Keep in touch with the group of madmen in the Inquisition, and tell them that we have arrived in Gabrie!"

"Yes!" the tall knight took the order, but unexpectedly, when he walked quickly to the door, a black shadow rushed in. All of a sudden, he was hit with Venus and dizzy.

"Hmph, bastard, look for death!" After touching the swollen bag on his head, the knight named Battier was furious, and drew his sharp sword with a 'swish'. As an aphar knight, he is usually the only one who bumps into others, but he didn't expect that today he almost hit his head into flowers.

Originally, disguised as a down-and-out mercenary made him very unhappy, and he lost his appetite when he smelled the smell of his clothes. After learning that I was going to stay in the worst hotel, and more than a dozen people were squeezed into the worst room, I felt even more unhappy. After being hit hard, the depression in my heart suddenly exploded.

"Hehe, I'm embarrassed to take out this kind of broken copper and iron!" After lifting the curtain, the Black Dragon King strode in and looked coldly at the furious Battier. Behind him, Yang Ling, the Corpse Witch King and the others walked in slowly.

The lord of the Warcraft Lord, Yang Ling?

Looking at Yang Ling behind the Black Dragon King, Mutombo was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect to meet the target of this trip so quickly. His eyes rolled and he coughed uncomfortably, "Batyr, quick, go and see if there are any suitable hotels; otherwise, you will have to sleep in the city tonight!"

Before the action, Mutombo and the others had already seen Yang Ling's portrait, and when they saw the target appear, they were nervous and a little excited at the same time. Originally, they were also worried that if Yang Ling had been cultivating in the heavily guarded City Lord's Mansion, they didn't know how to sneak in and investigate. It's good now, as soon as I arrived in Gabriel City, I met my target.

"Yes!"

Although Battier was angry, he was not a fool after all, and under Mutombo's reminder, he immediately noticed Yang Ling behind the Black Dragon King. As he spoke, he put away his saber and walked sideways, ready to find a cheaper hotel. Unexpectedly, the Black Dragon King and the Corpse Witch King blocked his way from the left and the right, and they were murderous!

Could it be that they discovered the identity of their group?

Seeing that the guards around Yang Ling were murderous, the knights and magicians disguised as mercenaries held their weapons tightly and were nervous. According to the grapevine, Yang Ling is surrounded by strong people, and if his identity is revealed, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Battier, why don't you hurry up and make amends to the lord?" After a tense moment, Mutombo glanced at the knight Battier, and strode over as he spoke, "Lord Lord, we are mercenaries from the Della Empire. Since they didn't have much rest along the way, the brothers were very tired and accidentally bumped into the adults, and I ask the adults to forgive Battier for his recklessness!"

With a smile on his face, Mutombo personally apologized to Yang Ling, and at his signal, the rampaging knight Battier had to pick up his tail and apologize obediently.

"Oh, so that's the case, misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!" Yang Ling smiled, paused and continued: "Welcome to the Warcraft Territory, however, everyone looks very unfamiliar, it should be the first time to come to Gabriel!"

"Yes, yes, it's just a misunderstanding!" Seeing Yang Ling motioning for the Black Dragon King and the Corpse Witch King to give way, Mutombo breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his forehead without a trace, and after a pause, continued: "In the past, we were all operating in the Della Empire, and this time we received a mission, preparing to hunt a blue lion beast in the Amazon forest. Rushed over on the way due to the rush of time!"

"The Blue Lion Beast is furious, you must be careful!However, I don't understand it, since you are all coming to Gabriel for the first time, how can you know that I am the lord as soon as you meet?" Yang Ling looked at Mutombo beside him with a smile, but the cold light in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

With his current strength, there is no difficulty in killing the group of sect members in front of him. However, it was too cheap to just kill them, and long before he left, he had a perfect idea. Either you don't do it, or you can do it for something more exciting!

"This" looked at Yang Ling, who was hiding a knife in his smile, Mutombo secretly complained, but he didn't expect to accidentally say it.

What to do?

Could it be that you will fight all the way out?

Mutombo was silent on the surface, but he was bitter in his heart. Yang Ling's strength is strong, not to mention whether he can break out of the encirclement with the strength of his party, even if he escapes by luck, he will be severely punished after returning to the Holy See. Not only did he lose the opportunity to be promoted to cardinal archbishop, but he might not even be able to keep his position as bishop.

After pondering for a moment, looking at the huge City Lord's Mansion not far away, and looking at some of the mercenaries and tourists who had stopped to watch, Mutombo's heart moved, "Lord Lord, some bards not only go around singing about your deeds of defeating more than a hundred golden dragons, but also paint many portraits of you. You don't know about our small mercenary group, but who among the mercenaries and adventurers on the continent doesn't know your name?"

Clever, cunning!

Looking at Mutombo, who reacted quickly, the smile on Yang Ling's face became even brighter, and after snapping his fingers, the Corpse Witch King immediately opened a portrait that was made in a hurry, "Captain, the pirates in the Gabriel Sea have been rampant recently, and this is our reward of 200,000 amethyst coins for the capture, the pirate king Sweft, known as the Great White Shark." Can you tell me where the hell this guy is now?"

Jaws Sweft?

Although he had vaguely heard the name of the pirate king Swefford, and knew that all his pirates had a hideous great white shark embroidered on their chests, Mutombo had never seen him in person, let alone knew his whereabouts. However, when he saw the portrait opened by the Witch King, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The characters in the painting have slender eyes, a high nose, and sharp eyes, and they look exactly like themselves!

"Swefford, you disguised yourself as a group of mercenaries and attempted to sack the city of Gabriel and assassinate your lordship. Now that the evidence is conclusive, do you still want to deny it?" At Yang Ling's signal, the Corpse Witch King clapped his hands, and suddenly, soldiers armed with pear blossom crossbows poured into the tavern like a tide, surrounding Mutombo and his party. The sharp arrows of the crossbow arrows were black and shiny, and at a glance they were covered with poison.

Two days ago, while patrolling the sea, Asnamo accidentally caught the great white shark Swefford. Originally, Yang Ling was about to behead him to show the public, but seeing that Mutombo looked a little similar to him, his heart moved, and he suddenly thought of a note to steal the beam and change the pillar. The Holy See has always presented itself as a messenger of God, full of mercy, and the loss of a group of knights and magicians is nothing to them, and the loss of reputation can only hit their sore feet.

"Oh my God, Pirate King Swefford?"

"Kill him, kill this bastard!"

After being invited out of the tavern by the soldiers and understanding what was going on, the people lost their voices in amazement. Slowly, there were more and more onlookers, some shouting and killing, and some people had doubts. Great white shark Sweft, known as the fox of the sea, has been crisscrossing the sea for decades, how can he recklessly go ashore?

"Lord Lord, misunderstanding, this is definitely a misunderstanding!" Looking at the dense pear blossom crossbows around him, Mutombo's heart became heavier and heavier.

"There is no basis for your words, how can you prove that you are not a pirate?" Yang Ling smiled coldly, and with a wave of his right hand, the soldiers in the first row immediately shot a wave of crossbow arrows. Despite their preparations, 10 of Mutombo's party collapsed in pools of blood, and their wounds were so black that they stopped breathing in the blink of an eye.

Faced with a threat to his life, a magician panicked and desperately cast the Divine Shield, accidentally revealing his identity. Seeing that their identities could no longer be hidden, the others also blessed the divine shield in horror, and no one wanted to die easily under the terrifying pear blossom crossbow.

"My lord, actually, I am a bishop of the Holy See, and I am in charge of hunting down a heretic who has infiltrated Gabriel. This is my token, which can prove my identity!" After unable to hide it, Mutombo simply revealed his identity.

The Holy See has countless believers on the continent, and the Warcraft Territory is no exception. As long as he insisted that he was here to hunt down and kill a heretic, he would not believe that Yang Ling would dare to slaughter his party openly in front of everyone's eyes. After all, the slaughter of a group of missionaries from the Holy See, after the news spreads, will definitely cause great pressure on Yang Ling. At that time, the Holy See will be able to bring in the Legion of Protectors in an open manner to launch a fierce attack on the Warcraft Leader. For the sake of the territory, Yang Ling, the lord, would never dare to do it lightly.

"Hey, hey, good, good!" After looking at Mutombo's token, Yang Ling threw it to the ground disdainfully, and then stepped on it fiercely, "In these days, even pet cards can be faked, who knows if this thing is real or fake?"

The soldiers in the tavern were all elite and loyal orcs, and the people were dozens of steps closest to the tavern, so they couldn't see the details at all. Yang Ling understood that Mutombo and his party would not be able to escape from their Five Fingers Mountain this time, but it was easy to kill them, and how to use the topic to play a hard blow to the reputation of the Holy See was the key point.

If people were to believe that pirates were now disguising themselves as missionaries of the Holy See to spy on intelligence and sack towns, the news would definitely cause a sensation. According to intelligence, the Holy See is fighting with the Dark Society for a number of principalities in the south of the sea, all of which have long coastlines and are most plagued by piracy. After this news spreads, it is believed that it will definitely deal a fatal blow to the Holy See's missionary plan, which is much stronger than killing dozens of apologetic knights and magicians.

(To be continued)