Outside the city, on a high hill, in the tallest Sichuan tower of Dunerke Cathedral, Bishop Du sat on a large chair covered with red velvet, squinting at the flames of Dunerke. Several bishops in red robes stood respectfully beside him, slightly hooked at the waist, not daring to make a sound.

After I don't know how long, a middle-aged man in a black priest's robe walked up slowly and bowed respectfully to Du Wen.

"Lord Templar, the riots in Dunker are getting worse. We felt the aura of evil, and creatures from the abyss were wreaking havoc within. Several mid- and high-ranking generals of the Dunrk Cedar Legion have been attacked, and all of them have been deposed of all their cultivation. ”

Du Wen squinted his eyes and gently stroked a fist-sized pale gold crystal bead in his arms. He said softly, "Well, let the riots continue, we just need to make sure that evil does not invade the church, and that is enough......"

Smiling coldly, Du Wen's eyes narrowed.

"The Cedar Legion has almost become the purple-eyed little guy's personal legion, and there are his henchmen up and down. If that's the case, those evil creatures of the abyss, whatever they want to do, let them do it. If the Cedar Legion falls, it will also be the will of the gods. If they survive tonight, we will sweep away the evil, for this is the divine duty given to us by the gods! ”

Several cardinals laughed gloomily. They didn't like the red-haired and purple-eyed guy who held the power of the three northern provinces of the Gallic Empire, the kid named Arthur, who stood behind him with the Temple of Punishment, and the bishops of Dunker Cathedral, they were either from the Temple of Dawn or from the Pope's Hall, and Duwen was the chief chapel of the Church Inquisition, and they had always been at odds with the Temple of Punishment.

The 100,000 men of the Cedar Legion are dead, and what does it have to do with them?

Du Wen was right, if the Cedar Legion was destroyed, it would prove that the creatures of the abyss that were haunting here were so powerful and so evil. The more powerful and evil the creatures of the abyss, the more credit they get when the cathedral of Dunker burns him at the stake!

When the citizens of Dunker who are in despair see the reinforcements of the church descending from heaven to dispel evil for them, they should immediately throw themselves into the arms of the gods, right? Every year their incense money will increase a lot, right? Those lovely Dunker maidens, they will also rush into the warm and generous breasts of the messengers of the gods, right?

The most prestigious bishops of Dunlke Cathedral stood on the tower, quietly watching the evil wreak havoc in Dunerke.

Alda carefully put Lillian, who had fainted, into the room, and those fallen spirits that had fallen into madness continued to pour into his body, his strength was rapidly increasing, and his physical strength was greatly improved. Lillian was stunned by his powerful dash of a few minutes, groaning loudly and fainting. Helpless, Alda could only give up this and wonderful enjoyment, and stood naked on the terrace alone.

There were dead people everywhere, and the air was filled with strong mental fluctuations emanating from manic souls.

For ordinary people, they can't feel this and mental fluctuations, and even if they do, they will only passively fall into madness, which will not benefit them at all. But for soul mages who cultivated soul secret arts, these extremely strong spiritual fluctuations were the best food for their souls.

Alda stood on the terrace with his arms outstretched, and the frenzied mental fluctuations that enveloped the entire Dunker were constantly inhaled into his body. Those dead souls, as long as they have even the slightest negative emotions of lust, killing, greed, and madness in their souls, will be sucked into Alda's body and quickly become a part of Alda's soul.

Those depraved negative soul forces are a sweet feast for demons. Alda's muscles trembled, and his body was already full of strength.

He vaguely felt that as long as he wanted, he could break through to the Holy Realm!

But break through the sanctity under the nose of the Dunker Cathedral?

Alda hasn't been so arrogant yet!

Using the secret techniques inherited from the bloodline of the Moon Demon Clan, Alda transformed the spirit gems that he could not transform in time. The power is stored zài in his curved horns and fleshy wings. When he is in a safe place, he will release these powers and allow himself to step into the holy realm.

That's the terrible thing about soul mages' as long as they create a soul commotion of more than 100,000 people, their power will increase rapidly. That's why the Soul God Cult has evolved into a street rat that everyone in the Western Continent shouts and beats, because they like to beat and fight wars and riots too much, they like the bow people to fall too much, and they like to stir up waves and stir up bloody storms.

Alda breathed deeply, the fallen soul, the manic mental fluctuations, and the rich bloody aura, all of which turned into a black-red glow with a faint purple aura that continued to pour into his body from the void. But there were flames rising into the sky in all directions, and there was a rich murderous intent tumbling everywhere, and no one noticed Alda's act of extracting fallen souls.

The clergy of Dunkerke Cathedral felt the existence of evil, but they could not find out where the root of the evil was. On this night, Alda can enjoy his gluttonous feast to the fullest, and store up his powerful soul power to the fullest.

"Really...... It's a pity that the little guy isn't there, otherwise I'll eat the soul, he will eat the hearts of these guys, this is called waste utilization, not wasted at all! If there is a blood demon, then even the blood of these guys will not be wasted, the blood of so many powerful warriors can make a blood demon break through to the holy realm, right?"

"Of course, then again, if there's a succubus, even these guys' stuff won't be wasted!"

"It's amazing, every part of the human body, flesh and blood, essence, and soul, is the best tonic for our demon clan! Even their ashes, those demons can use their ashes to carry out evil sacrifices to enhance their strength! In addition to feces, human beings are full of treasures!"

Scratching her head hard, Alda showed a look of disgust: "Okay, I'll admit I'm being harsh......! Damn disgusting, lowly and despicable demons and swarms, human dung is their paradise for raising larvae! So, human beings are really one and extremely useful creatures, and human beings are as valuable to us as pigs are to human beings!"

Standing on the terrace and delivering a philosophical essay on human values, Alda breathed deeply, enjoying the power that was constantly pouring into the air. The light of the stars shone gently on his body, washing his body, purifying his soul, and making his ** and soul undergo wonderful changes.

A layer of dead skin slowly slipped off the surface of Alda's body, and his new skin became extraordinarily delicate and fair, like a baby's skin.

Enzo didn't have Alda's leisure, and he took Vic and the Six Musketeers in Blood, and took advantage of the rioting crowd to weave through the streets of Dunker. He wants to find the people who he and his brother have wantonly framed and humiliated Fei over the years, and he wants these guys to pay the price! The first thing he wants to find is the logistics office of the Cedar Legion

That damn fat-headed, big-eared moth' He even embezzled the pensions of the soldiers who died in battle! Enzo would not let go of this guy who made a fortune even if he spared anyone. He must die, he must be punished.

Vic had been deliberately gathering information on the high-ranking generals of the Cedar Legion, and he led Enzo through the streets and alleys, and quickly came to a delicate mansion near the center of Dunker. This small but extremely elegant three-story building is a comfortable nest for the chief of logistics of the Cedar Corps to keep his mistress.

In this comfortable nest, the fat chief of the logistics department kept a long-term fixed mistress, and occasionally a few noble ladies of Dunerke came and went here. The fat man was in charge of the food, clothing, housing, transportation and other money-related affairs of the entire Cedar Legion of 100,000 people, and every year he had millions of golden coins flowing in his hands, which was full of bow sucking power for many people in Dunerke, so those noble ladies were also happy to use their delicate bodies to exchange several high orders from the fat man.

Arriving outside the mansion with a group of red-eyed soldiers, Enzo howled loudly, "There is a group of cowardly sailors who have taken refuge in this mansion!

The soldiers of the army, who had been enchanted by the potions, let out a strange 'whoop' scream, and dozens of soldiers armed with heavy axes tore down the gate of the house and a large section of the wall in one charge. Thousands of soldiers rushed in with a roar of rage, raising their weapons and killing all the ununiformed people in the house.

The fat man's long Gadada rowed with his charming little lover exercised violently twice, and both of them fell asleep groggily.

The sound of killing outside was shocking, but Gada didn't hear any movement outside. It wasn't until Enzo burst into his bedroom with a large group of wolf-like soldiers that Gadda jumped in terror. He waved his hands blankly, watching the fierce soldiers let out meaningless screams.

Then the sword rained down, and Enzo Chen slammed his face into Gada's face with a fierce slash.

"Gada, do you remember? How many of my brothers' life money have you deducted over the years?"

Vic's dagger stabbed deep into Gada's heart, and the weapon of the Blood-Coated Six Musketeers stabbed into Gada's body with monstrous hatred.

As the rebels swept through the mansion, Enzo and Vic quickly looted some of the most valuable money in the mansion and quickly led them to their next target. This time, they had to deal with the major general of staff of the Cedar Corps, who had drawn up a plan of action. It was this guy who made a plan to die again and again, and sent Enzo and others into a desperate situation again and again.

It's going to be a long night today, and many people are going to die.

This is just the beginning.