Although Moreau and this purple cardinal can't say that they know each other, they are both leaders in the Western Underworld, and they must have had a relationship, and he smiled over there, and couldn't help but speed up his pace. We walked all the way through the red carpet, and everywhere we passed, the congregants on both sides would bend slightly to us to show respect.

Soon, our group walked up to Arthur, the purple cardinal, who had four bishops in the Holy See: the purple bishop, the white bishop, the cardinal, and the black bishop.

Although they are at the same bishop level, there is a certain difference in their status and position in the church, among which the purple bishop has the highest status, similar to the vice-pope of the Holy See of Light, followed by the cardinal, white, and black bishop. Therefore, Roger's status in the Holy See of Light is obviously lower than that of Cardinal Arthur in Purple, which is also the reason why everything in the Holy See of Light is decided by Arthur after the Pope went to Rome.

When he came to Arthur, Roger also put his hands around his chest and bowed to Arthur slightly, while Moreau and I also put our hands around our chests in order to show our respect for the Holy See of Light, but we did not bend down to salute.

Arthur looked to be in his early fifties, a lean man, his eyes were large, dark blue, and intense, and he would have a feeling of vertigo after staring into his eyes for too long.

He still had a big smile on his face, as if he were old friends with Morrow, and he invited us into the building to discuss the Alliance. There was a very large hall inside, and in the center of the hall was a table seven or eight meters long, which was filled with all kinds of dishes, and around it there were servants busy around the table. "It's really hard for a few people to come from afar, I've prepared lunch, please take a seat."

Arthur smiled and spoke to us, and then walked to the head of the table, and Roger sat next to him, and Moreau nodded, and sat on the other side of the table, and I sat next to Moreau, and Donald and Matthew stood behind us.

"Bishop Arthur, I think you also know the purpose of our visit to the Holy See of Light this time, eating or something is secondary, now the Blood Emperor Reye is trying to resurrect the ancestor of the Blood Clan, once the resurrection is successful, the entire Western Underworld will fall into a catastrophe, your Pope went to Rome to get the holy weapon, the purpose is to deal with Reye, I don't know what Bishop Arthur plans now?" "As a cancer in the Western Underworld, the Blood Clan naturally gets rid of it as soon as possible, last night your Reaper clan regained control of the Reaper Inquisition, and the Pope has already gotten the news, so I also talked to him on the phone, and today the new King of Death of the Reaper will come to the door in person, and I naturally welcome the Holy See of Light." As he spoke, Arthur put his hand on the table in front of him, and kept tapping his fingers back and forth: "However, I think our Pope's approach this time is a bit abrupt."

"What do you mean?"..

Hearing Arthur say this, Moreau and I were stunned, it stands to reason that we went to the Holy See of Light this time to discuss the alliance, Arthur should have agreed, but listening to his tone at this time, there seemed to be some rejection. All of us looked at Arthur, including Roger, who was next to him, with a puzzled look.

Arthur stopped tapping his fingers on the table, then spread his hands and smiled, and replied, "Don't be nervous, everyone, I'm just expressing myself."

"I don't know what Bishop Arthur means?" Morrow frowned slightly and asked.

"It's very simple, before your Death Bloodline was not attacked, the entire Western Underworld was centered on the Death Bloodline, at that time, your Death King overwhelmed the Western Underworld, even our Pope and the wolf King of the Werewolf Clan had to give three points when they saw the King of Death, but such a powerful king was killed by the Blood Emperor of the Blood Clan, so you say, the Blood Emperor of the Blood Clan, how terrifying should it be?" "The Blood Emperor is indeed very strong, but the last time he fought with the King of Death, he was seriously injured, and now it is our only chance to kill the Blood Emperor before the injuries on his body recover, otherwise once the Blood Emperor recovers, then there may be no one in the entire Western Underworld who is his opponent, not to mention, the Blood Clan still has the intention of resurrecting the blood-sucking ancestor."

"Are you sure you can kill the Blood Emperor now?" A trace of disdain actually flashed on Arthur's face: "To be honest, I don't believe that you have that ability, and at the same time, I don't believe that my Holy See of Light has that ability, if we unite to attack the Blood Clan, once we fail, it doesn't matter if you die, anyway, you have already failed once, but we can't in the Holy See of Light, we don't want to follow in the footsteps of your Grim Reaper."

As soon as Arthur said this, Roger, who was sitting next to him, stood up at that time: "Arthur, what do you mean by this?" That's not what the Pope is trying to convey to you. ”

"Sit down." Arthur glared at Roger and yelled, "Who gave you the right to yell at me like that?"

Roger didn't sit down, but reached out to take out the phone in his bag, but the moment his hand touched the phone, Arthur suddenly turned around and pressed his arm: "Roger, if you're interested, I can spare your life for the sake of working together for many years." "Arthur, you dare to disobey the Pope's orders, you should know how the Pope will punish you when he returns."

"Pope, he can't come back."

Arthur chuckled, the muscles in his face suddenly shook a few times, and we realized that the situation had changed, and immediately stood up from the table.

"Get out of here, there's a deception."

The moment we stood up, we strode towards the gate behind us, but before we could run two steps, the huge gate suddenly closed, and a large number of Bright Church members dressed in purple and armed with long knives surrounded us from all directions.

Seeing this, Roger frowned, he pulled Arthur's arm away, and a strange-shaped scimitar appeared in his hand, swinging towards Arthur.

Arthur didn't panic at all, his figure flashed in front of Roger, and he moved seven or eight meters away in an instant, and then he picked up the cross on his chest and put it on his mouth and kissed it gently, the cross suddenly became larger, forming a cross sword about six feet long, and the backhand sword slashed towards Roger.

The long table with all kinds of delicacies was cut in half by Arthur's sword, and Roger flew back a few steps and came to us: "Arthur, have you taken refuge in the Bloodline?"

Arthur clubbed the tip of his crosssword on the ground, looked at us with a smile, and replied, "You are wrong Roger, it's not me who has taken refuge in the Bloodline, but you."

"What are you kidding?" I laughed at the time, I've never seen such a shameless person, and this ability to tell nonsense with my eyes open is too good.

Roger frowned, then folded his hands, and a holy light appeared in his palm, but Arthur on the other side laughed: "Roger, don't think about summoning your white-clothed cultists, look around."

We subconsciously looked at the attic above the hall, only to see that above the attic, a large number of purple-clothed people suddenly appeared, and in their hands, there was a white-clothed man, and the moment we stared at that side, those purple-clothed people did not hesitate to stab the bodies of those white-clothed people with sharp weapons in their hands, and killed them in front of us.

One after another white-clothed corpses were pushed down from the upstairs by those purple-clothed people, seeing this scene, Roger was stupid, and I was also horrified, I didn't expect this Arthur's methods to be so cruel.

"Those of your subordinates, all those who are unwilling to submit to me have become corpses, and those who are willing to submit to me will enjoy the blessing of Lord Leyr of the Blood Clan."

"You traitor."

"No, I'm not a traitor." Arthur smirked: "Today, the new king of the Grim Reaper, Moreau, came to our Bright Church to discuss an alliance with us, but you Roger defected halfway and united with the blood clan to kill Moreau and the friends he brought, we fought hard and finally brought Roger to justice, so, Roger, I am not a traitor, you are."