"Is that all?" Hussein's face was full of anger: "Du Wei! I'm not afraid of death! It's a big deal that you hand me over! If I leave your side, at the ends of the earth, the temple may not be able to catch me! They can't use this matter to blackmail me, so you don't have to be embarrassed!"

Du Wei snorted and sneered twice, suddenly snapped, slapped the table hard, glared at Hussein and said angrily: "If you say this kind of bastard again, even if you are a wounded, Lao Tzu will whip you the same!"

Du Weiteng walked around the table and stared at Hussein: "Don't you know how much I need you now? The next two years will be a big war! Now the temple is calculating me, and there are still sinners in the north! Do you think I'm better off? At this time, you want to leave me?!"

Hussein was speechless.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Is that all there is?!"

"Of course not!" Du Wei's eyes flowed with a dangerous gaze: "I'm a person, I can eat anything, but I don't suffer!"

About fifteen days later, the Temple of Light in Dìdū received a carriage of gifts from the Duke of Tulip in the northwest.

In particular, it was explained that this was a special gift prepared by the Honorary Archbishop of the Temple of Light, Duke Tulip, to present to His Majesty the Great Pope as a sign of his devotion to the Church.

There was nothing else on the wagon, only dozens of large boxes.

And to send this batch of "gifts". It's just a few ordinary little soldiers from the Tulip family. After they had delivered the things, presented a letter from Duke Tulip, and left as fast as they could.

When the clergy in the temple moved these dozens of boxes out of the carriage. Responsible for the porter. I was stunned by the disgusting smell of blood in the box!

Subsequently, before the gift was sent to the Pope. According to custom, even if it is a gift from the Duke of Tulip, it needs to be inspected first.

Check the clergy after opening the first chest. He immediately exclaimed. I fainted straight!

box. Tired heads!

This scene stunned all the clergy present in the venue.

A moment later. The exclamation alarmed the surrounding Holy Knights! A large number of Holy Knights rushed over. When everyone saw the contents of the box, no one's face could remain calm!

According to the final inspection, dozens of mouthfuls of boxes. More than 400 heads, all of which were cut off, packed in boxes, and sent to the Pope's eyelid!

Just when the scene was in chaos. Paul XVI suddenly appeared when he got the news!

The old man's expression was very heavy. He glanced at the contents of the box. He coldly gave an order: seal!

Today's thing. All the clergy present were present. All the holy knights present also knelt down and swore that they would not divulge half a sentence.

When the Pope opened the letter written by Du Wei himself, there was only one sentence on it:

"There are wicked people who are pretending to be holy knights and are committing evil in my territory. I will kill them all! This fist is a sign of my sincerity to the church!"

When the Pope finished reading, his body shook. The face is getting more and more ugly.

After taking a few deep breaths. The old man. An order was given in a difficult voice:

"Duke Tulip has beheaded hundreds of people who pretend to be clergy of our church to defend the glory of the church, and this great merit should be rewarded! Circulate the major dioceses at the same time. Bestow the title of Honorary Elder of the Presbyterian Church on Duke Tulip, and the Holy Knights under his command will be ...... Increase. Double!"

The Pope almost gritted his teeth and finished these few commands, then waved his sleeves and turned and walked into the main hall, his steps looking a little faltering.

Behind the main hall, Opdis stood quietly in front of a fire, and he held out his hand. Gently stroke back and forth on the fire. A soft light in the palm of the palm and the flames complemented each other.

"Opdis! We angered the Northwest Lion. It's all your 'credit'!" the Pope looked coldly at the angel.

Opdis's face was calm, and his eyes were still sad: "Your Majesty, everything is under the gaze of the goddess. ”

Looking at the expression of this Opdis, Paul XVI suddenly felt irritated in his heart!

The old man seemed to have a sickly flush on his pale face, and strode abruptly over. Raise your sleeves and roll up, and exhale. A gust of wind swept through it, and it immediately tore over the brazier in front of Opdis.

Bang! Coals crumbs flutter between the sparks!

Opdis glanced at the Pope faintly. He could clearly see the Pope's angry expression.

"Your Excellency, I hope you understand one fact: this time. We have lost hundreds of knights who are loyal to the Church! And there is also an excellent talent that we have secretly cultivated -- Knight Rossy! These people are already the future reserve personnel of the Angel Legion! Especially Rosie, the Church Elders have high expectations of him, and at present, it seems that he is likely to be the candidate for the Holy Knight Grand Knight Commander we will cultivate in the future! But now, all of them, the heads have been cut off, neatly placed in boxes, and placed on the steps outside! If you are interested, you can take a look!"

The Pope tried to suppress his angry voice, but when it came to the back, his voice was cold: "I don't wonder that Dewey guy would do this. I knew what kind of person he was, I didn't worry about going against him, and I could tolerate some sacrifices, but only if the sacrifice was worth it!!"

"Your Majesty!"

Optius raised his face and looked directly at the Pope, the angel with a hint of sadness in his eyes: "I also implore you not to forget, in addition to the hundreds of knights and Rossi that you feel sorry for, I also lost a four-winged angel!"

In fact. Rossi is not dead.

When the more than 400 severed heads were put in boxes and sent to the Pope, Du Wei had already calculated a little accurately: no one wanted to count these hideous and bloody heads one by one!

So, while the Pope was still grieving the loss of the knights. This group of Holy Knights led the leader of the team, Rossi. He is still in prison in the city of Gilliat.

He certainly doesn't look intact, but at least he's "whole".

It's a water dungeon. It is also a place left in the former governor's palace.

Du Wei stood at the door of the water dungeon and smelled an indescribable stench inside!

Rossie was shackled hand and foot. Standing waist-deep in cold water. I don't know how long the water here hasn't been cleaned. It's full of unbearable flavors. Du Wei even saw dead rats and some bugs floating on the water in the corner......

Stand on the steps of the entrance to the water dungeon. Du Wei looked coldly at Rosai below: "Holy Knight, I think now your Earth Sect should have received my gift. ”

Rossi didn't look up. Didn't speak either. Just hang your head. Silence remained.

He felt his wounds all over his body soak in the water. The muscles of the wound twitched - the pain was at first almost killing him, but he got used to it. The pain had turned into numbness.

"I think. Now the temple must think you're dead. Du Weidi's voice was mocking: "It's ridiculous, isn't it? In fact, in the eyes of most people." You died many years ago. I'm just curious as to why the Temple tricked you to death so many years ago with such a group of young and talented young people with great potential. And then I will train you in secret...... Could it be that the temple is cultivating its own power in the shadows? Can you answer my question?"

"Hehehehehehehe......"

Rossi didn't look up. But there was a sneer, and the laughter was creepy, and it reverberated in the open water dungeon.

Rousedi's eyes were hidden behind the messy hair, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes: "Duke Tulip." Du Wei ...... You don't want to ask anything from me. My devotion to my faith. Yes or no...... cough cough cough ......"

At the end, the Holy Knight coughed violently, and his lungs were injured. The cough was so painful that he couldn't say a word anymore.

Du Wei didn't express any anger either. Just nodded: "I understand." I understand that you will not give in easily. But...... We'll see. As I said, I'm not going to let you die easily. Rossi ...... Now ......"

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Du Wei's mouth: "Now, you are my toy!"

Several hideous tulip soldiers, dressed in waist-high booted trousers. Rushed out from behind Du Wei, and strode into the water prison.

Several people came to Rousedi's side. I can't help but say. Putting Rossé on his feet—the Holy Knight didn't resist, he just managed to keep a proud sneer on his face. Even though it's tiring. But he still wants to express his determination that he will not give in......

Then, his mouth was pinched open, and a large glass of cold, sour liquid was poured into his mouth, very bitter and astringent. Very sour......

Is it poison? Rossi sneered, he didn't resist, but simply swallowed it.

Several soldiers let go of him, letting Rousse's body soak in cold water.

"I know. It's useless to torture your [**] with a holy knight like you, but I'll torture your jīng god slowly!" Du Wei sneered.

It's not that Du Wei didn't think of using some jīng divine magic to make this stubborn and strong holy knight speak. It's a pity that this Rossi is a holy knight with eighth-level strength. His devotion to the faith from an early age was almost unshakable. Those jīng gods attack class magic. Maybe you can kill him directly, or make his jīng god collapse. But let him lose himself. Surrender and confess, but you can't do it.

And Du Wei felt that he could not kill Rossy...... Although he would love to do so. But this time the temple's move. It made Du Wei feel jǐngti! The earth water of the temple seemed to be much deeper than he imagined! In addition to the Holy Knights on the table, it was obvious that there were some other strengths in the temple that outsiders did not know!

(The more secrets we have in our opponents, the more initiative we have.) Du Wei sighed inwardly.

Then, Dewey turned and left the water dungeon, slamming the iron door shut.

Rossi didn't know that the large cup of stuff that the soldiers had poured into himself just now was not a poison, but an expensive entertainment potion that was extremely popular in aristocratic circles, and was widely used by many nobles at yín gatherings as a psychedelic to seek excitement:

Ice Berries!

The price of ice berries is ridiculously high, and the price on the market even exceeds that of ordinary Mithril!

Rossie didn't even know that the thick cup he had just poured was the juice squeezed from ice berries worth tens of thousands of gold coins.

He had already been hungry for a day, and Rossy's stomach was already empty, and after such a large cup of things entered his stomach, the medicine was quickly digested by him, and in less than a moment, the effect began......

It's warm......

The body, which had been numbed by the cold water, suddenly gave birth to a warm current from the inside out, which made Rosse in a trance, as if he felt that he was immersed in the warm bath water, and even made Rossi moan in a low voice.

Then, the numbness and severe pain of the whole body convulsed...... All the pain seemed to leave his body little by little, and Rossi felt that his body quickly relaxed—it felt as if he was flying, floating......

No, it's more like riding your beloved war horse and galloping across the endless plains!

He seemed to hear the wind whistling in his ears......

Gradually, however, Rossi felt that his reflexes had become sluggish—as if his whole body had been immersed in water, and everything around him had become full—including his own thoughts and reactions, had become dull and slow.

There's no denying that this feeling is very comfortable...... Very comfortable......

Little by little, Rossai's strong jǐng heart collapsed imperceptibly, like a wall slowly corroding.

He breathed desperately, as if he felt that his heart and lungs had never been so comfortable, and his originally painful face was also full of confusion...... Gradually, the corners of his mouth were smiling uncontrollably......

He had a dream, a beautiful dream......