The Pope's words were tactful and polite, but this did not hide the malice and sarcasm in them.

"For the sake of the Shadow Sun's safety, please move Princess Yu'er Shika."

Smoke's teeth under his golden mask were about to crush.

What do you mean by 'moving'? It's just that he wants to imprison the last of Irushir's Protoss bloodlines together!

Smoke, who already has a burst personality and acts cruelly because of his career as an executioner, can barely suppress his anger.

Carrying the hammer, he was about to rush up.

But all impulsive actions came to an abrupt end when the Pope's witch showed a strand of pale hair.

"Please stop."

A soft, ethereal doll voice came from the mansion guarded by Smoker and the Silver Knights.

Dressed in a white gauze skirt, with a white pink tail leaking out from the bottom of the puffy skirt, Princess Yu'er Shika walked out slowly.

She stared at a strand of white hair on the Pope's witch's hand.

It was Gwendelin, her brother's gray hair!

Sinners. How dare you hurt the gods!

Although Yu'er Shika's face has not changed much because of her personality, the disbelief in her eyes still shows that she has never thought of this possibility.

"Me"

The half-dragon girl's hands were nervously clasped together in front of her chest. After a moment of helpless silence, it seemed that he had finally mustered up the courage to overcome his fear.

"I'll go with you!"

"Princess Yur Shika!"

Smoke, who had served the Protoss since the beginning of the Age of Fire, almost forgot about the etiquette of tens of thousands of years at this moment, and directly stopped Yuer Shika.

But the half-dragon girl lowered her head and shook it.

"Everything. The safety of my brother is paramount. I will make a request, and if I am to be confined to me, I must promise to keep my brother safe. ”

Smoker gasped with excitement, and the heaving of his chest was clearly visible even under the fat armor.

"But what if they break their promise?"

"Broken promise?"

The half-dragon girl looked at the Smoker beside her in confusion, as if she couldn't understand the meaning of the word.

Smoker sighed helplessly, as the current God King, although he didn't have the King Gwendlin in his memory, or. The eldest son of the god was brave and strong, but he was also industrious.

It's just that at present, it seems that he is a little too protective of his young sister.

"It's just that talking doesn't count! Princess! They are traitors, and they have even done things against God, do you expect them to keep their promises?! ”

Yuer Shika opened her mouth slightly for a while, a little speechless.

But then, she pursed her lips and shook her head.

"But. . . No way. Smoker Knight. ”

The half-dragon girl turned her head to look at the sledgehammer executioner beside her, her pure and confused eyes, but at this time there was a kind of 'helpless but to do it'.

"Brother is in their hands."

The unworldly Protoss girl under the protection of her brother choked on Smoker with just one sentence.

Shadow Sun: Gwendrin, this is the key to making those apostates unscrupulous, and getting Pope Thalivan to give them what they want.

The son of the Sun King, the suzerain of the Protoss and the lord of Irusil. In this apocalyptic world of fire, the second pillar of the fire transmission ritual is continued.

All these titles, and what they stand for after them, are too important.

It is so important that it almost represents the hope of the continuation of the world!

And the other party took advantage of the [Shadow Sun] emergency illness and the outbreak of the moon bug to take Gwendrin into his hands. From that moment on, they had actually won.

Smoker finally settled on something he had been reluctant to admit in his heart.

The unworldly Princess Shika tore up the small expectation that Thermo had deliberately maintained in his heart.

At this moment, this powerful god-generation knight who could hold a hammer the size of a water tank and smash it down and destroy half of the square in the Shendu only felt that the breath in his chest was released, and even this hammer that had been used for tens of thousands of years seemed a little heavy.

And after the group of undead knights besieging the mansion in formation, the Pope's witch retracted the strand of hair that had been taken from the sleeping god.

Beside the Pope's witch, Archbishop Louis, who was thin and short, but still wearing a neat and luxurious archbishop's robe and a high crown, swallowed his saliva faintly.

It wasn't until the eye could no longer see the strand of hair from the Pope's witch's hand that it finally turned back.

"Ahh

The crooked and cruel voice of the Pope Witch chuckled under her breath.

Archbishop Louis's uncontrollable appetite was too conspicuous.

"Does this strand of hair make you hungry, Archbishop? It seems that the ordinary Moon Nobles in Ilusil City are no longer able to satisfy your appetite? ”

"No, no, no, the flesh and blood of God is the bread of the master."

Archbishop Louis, whose eyes were already faintly red, wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth.

"The nobles of the moon are already delicious. We are the guardians of our master in the process of devouring the gods, not the villains who covet food. ”

Louis said, and the scepter in his hand condensed into another fireball and flew in the direction of the mansion.

"But the host is already in a bit of a hurry. He was desperate to hear from the Pope. When exactly can I start eating? ”

One of the original archbishops of the secluded church said in a tone that was half serious and half joking.

"The master has been patient for too long, especially when the Shadow Sun is not far from him and he can't eat. To tell the truth, my colleague McDonald, who is now taking food from his own mouth, is a little hungry and thin. ”

"Not far away, not far away," said the Pope's Witch with the same smile.

Her twisted mind was enough to be happy just to hear something cruel and tragic.

"As long as the Knights of the Darkmoon Sword can't be mobilized, then there are no more scruples. Maybe we can get started today. ”

"Ahh Louis was overjoyed that he finally got an accurate answer. At the same time, he crossed the formation of the warriors with eager anticipation and looked at Yuer Shika standing in front of the mansion.

"So ignorant, so delicious."

He drooled uncontrollably and quickly wiped the cuffs of his archbishop's robes.

"Looks like it's a good day."

As Archbishop Louis and the Pope's Witch expected.

On the surface, she still has armed forces, but in fact, she has no hole cards and the ability to fight, and in the end she can only do what they say.

One of them has been eroded by darkness and the other has been distorted by the flames of sinful karma.

Looking at the pure and ignorant bloodline of the Protoss, like a deer that had strayed into the darkness, he was obviously cowering in his heart but was brave and wanted to maintain the dignity of the Protoss, and walked out of the defense line of the mansion towards them.

Under the appearance of ordinary people, the small steps taken may be the last fear that Yuer Shika can show.

And the Pope's witch and Archbishop Louis did not mean to urge.

They enjoyed the fear that each other exuded, and it felt delicious.

"She thought that as long as she came out, her brother would be safe."

The Pope's witch chuckled under her breath.

Next to her, Archbishop Louis licked the saliva from the corner of his mouth and whispered, 'Good day, good day'.

They all know what's going to happen next.

This ignorant half-dragon girl will make demands on the condition of her own sacrifice.

And they will accept all these demands, and they will not even shirk them. None of these requirements will be fulfilled at all.

Chivalry, words must be practiced. Ha ha!

The Protoss who indulged in the past would simply drown in the illusion of the past.

Now that the fire is about to go out, not only are the rules of the world collapsing, but also the rules of humanity.

They watched the half-dragon girl cower and bravery, one step, two steps.

Immediately, the time will come when this girl will be deceived and deceived by them, and she will eat a lot of food!

Archbishop Louis only felt that the saliva on the corners of his mouth was flowing more.

Although he knew that for the sake of safety, the Dark Moon Pope would most likely not give up the flesh of this descendant of the Protoss before Gwendrin was completely eaten by his master.

But he just couldn't help it.

The longer you follow Eldridge, the more his shadowy powers and cannibalistic ideas will affect his followers.

So much so that Louis, who was originally somewhat sensible, is now full of eating.

But just when the Pope's witch was immersed in the pleasure of inflicting pain, the archbishop fantasized about eating the descendants of God.

The sound of horses' hooves trampling on the stone brick pavement sounded faintly from afar.

The saliva at the corner of Louis's mouth suddenly instinctively retracted.

The voice gave him a creepy sense of familiarity.

It's ridiculous enough to say, a person who entrusts his faith to the secluded and usually practices the cannibalistic concept of his master, 'while eating, he feels the trembling of life'.

Such a person still has the ability to feel creepy.

But it is true that Louis can't help but think of that day in his mind now.

The day the master had just woken up, and they had been beaten out of the secluded church of the base camp!

On that day, there was the same sound of horses' hooves stomping on the ground.

But how is this possible?

Louis felt like he was hallucinating.

The secluded church is far away from the cold valley, and the middle route is made dangerous because the fire is about to be extinguished.

How can that person be.

"Sting!"

A thunderbolt blasted through the air, and suddenly resounded through the square where the two sides were confronted!

The azure electric light from a natural phenomenon flashed past Louis with a thunder-patterned fork.

The word 'maybe' hadn't finished in his head, and then he felt a lightness in his body.

The whole person's vision flew to the sky.

In the rotation of his perspective, he saw a body without a head, without a high crown, wearing the archbishop's ornate robes, and suddenly collapsed.

Louis even had the afterglow of that creepy feeling in his head, but his head had already flown away from his body.

Finally, he only faintly heard a word passing by.

"I saw that it was your group of dead leftovers, what situation am I still there?"

(End of chapter)