The Vatican, where all the devout believers were in a state of great joy, and soon after the arrival of Tyrell, a large number of angels descended one after another, and Rome was completely enveloped in holy light, like a new sun. Qb V, CoМ

At this time, Tyrell is undoubtedly the most depressed one, originally in the Vatican, his status is so lofty and so admired, he can absorb spiritual power unscrupulously, at most a thousand earth years, he Tyrell can enter the six-winged upper-level angel, the status will change dramatically, hateful and unhappy A few days hundreds of angels suddenly descended on the Vatican, the most unbearable thing for Tyrell is that there is an upper-level intermediate wisdom angel, and there are three upper-level and lower-level angels, among which he has become insignificant.

"Damn, is it true that the passage has been opened and all angels can come down at will?" said Tyrrell, as he baptized the devout with a holy face, "and at this point he would rather go to the cathedrals than stay here any longer." ”

"Tyrrell, Lord Chatterley is looking for you. A mid-level angel came over and said coldly.

Tyrrell looked at this angel, although he was also a middle-rank, but he was a middle-level high-level angel, this was just a low-level angel, he dared not to salute himself, and the anger in his heart made him want to turn the other party into a mass of unconscious pure energy body, but reason still overcame the impulse, nodded slowly, and walked towards the original Pope's residence.

When he came to the door, the Pope stood there like a loyal servant, his face radiated with excitement, and when he saw Tyrell coming, he got on his horse and smiled proudly, "Your Excellency, please come in." "It seems that the Pope has already received orders from Chatterley.

Tyrell snorted coldly, he had to go through this humble human transmission several times before, and when he thought of the Pope's respect for him and his current attitude when he first came to the Vatican, Tyrell sneered, if one day he could become a superior angel, he would definitely repay these shameless human beings.

The Pope's residence is perhaps the most extravagant and luxurious place in the world, not to mention the splendid decorations all around, the oil paintings hanging on the walls alone can make insiders daze, all of them are unique master-level treasures, each worth no less than hundreds of millions of dollars, and the antiques on the side are all representative of a certain civilization or era.

Chatterley, the angel of wisdom, was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking at the bustling streets of Rome in the distance, holding a glass of Louis Roederer in his hand, a tulip-shaped champagne glass that held Chatterley's elegant temperament shirt perfectly, and a gentle smile on his handsome face that could not find a single blemish, enough to make any woman intoxicated.

Tyrell immediately changed a humble smile on his face when he came in, and he knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "My lord, do you have anything to do with me?"

Chatterley glanced at Tyrell casually, and raised his hand slightly to signal Tyrell to get up, "How long have you been on Earth?"

Tyrell was puzzled, unsure of the purpose of Chatella's question, and said carefully, "It's been half a year. ”

Chatterley nodded, "So you're more familiar with things on Earth. ”

Tyrell was stunned for a moment, he didn't know how to say it, because of the arrogance of the angel, he didn't know much about the earth, and if he wasn't familiar with it, it wouldn't mean that he was very incompetent.

"After I arrived on Earth, I mainly monitored the fairy world and black holes, and I didn't know much about human affairs. Tyrrell said after a moment's deliberation.

Chatterai took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Of course, I asked about the fairy world and the Great West Continent, do you think I will pay attention to those human beings?"

Glancing at Chatellai's handsome and indifferent face, Tyrell said in a low voice: "Recently, a group of people from the fairy world have come down by some means, and as for the people of Daxizhou, I haven't seen them yet. ”

"Alas!" Chatterley shook his head with a sigh, "I am disappointed in your abilities, how can Lord Urier let such an incompetent man come down." ”

A faint white light suddenly fluctuated on Tyrel's body, and then it subsided, he knew that he could not offend Chatterrais, the Garden of Eden was very hierarchical, and it was an unforgivable punishment to commit the following crimes, so he could only swallow his anger and bow his head deeply.

"Didn't Lord Uriye say that the main purpose of your arrival was not the Immortal Realm, but the people of the Great Western Continent?"

"Lord Uriye's faction is paying special attention to every move of the immortal realm when it descends, as well as the situation in the cultivation realm on the earth, the Great Western Continent has disappeared from the earth for tens of thousands of years, maybe it doesn't exist for a long time, does the Lord have any news about them?"

"Stupid!" Chatterai's face turned cold, "Do you think the Almighty Lord will not know about the affairs of the fairy world? ”

Tyrrell was silent, but there was obviously a look of disbelief on his face, without the cooperation of the Garden of Eden, the fairy world could open the passage so easily, and the two sides must have a tacit understanding, not to mention Lord Ulliye, even his little median angel could see it. Before his arrival, Lord Ulliye had asked him to prolong the time for the fairy realm to open the passage as long as possible without personally intervening, otherwise he would not have personally appeared to talk to Hou Yi. But now Chatterley did not know what new instructions he had received to rebuke him with this, how could he be convinced?

Chatterley pretended not to see Tyrell's expression, and found a comfortable place to sit down, "Forget it, since Lord Ullier didn't explain to you at the beginning, I won't say anything, now you immediately leave for Bermuda to check." ”

"My lord, why do you attach so much importance to the Great Western Continent?" The strong curiosity made him can't help but ask, since the establishment of the Holy See on the earth, the Garden of Eden has issued dozens of decrees for the Pope to send people to pay attention to the Bermuda region, but there has been no result.

Hearing Tyrell's question, Chatterai's face sank, "Hmph, is this what you can ask? ”

"Yes!" Tyrell turned to leave, when he was stopped by Chatterley.

"About 200 years ago, a huge spaceship flew out of Bermuda, and its whereabouts are unknown. After speaking, he closed his eyes and said nothing.

Tyrell slowly retreated, but he was surprised in his heart, "What kind of ability do the people of the Great Western Continent have, even the Lord can't rest assured." "But no matter how much I think about it, I can't think of a reason.

The Holy See swept across Europe with a devastating force, and tens of millions of people came to the church every day to pray for the blessings of angels. Angels can be seen in almost every famous cathedral in Europe, and every Sunday angels appear to illuminate the church with holy light and preside over Mass in person.

As a result, with the exception of some Chinese and immigrants from other countries, almost all Europeans became devout believers, and most stopped practicing the Immortal Refining Technique at the suggestion of the Holy See. The Immortal Refining Technique is said to be something that only pagans can cultivate, and a believer who believes in the Lord should not cultivate this evil method, once the cultivation dies, he will not be able to enter heaven.

Maybe the angels were afraid to go to the immortal realm, these were just vague hints, and there was no situation where cultivators were burned or beaten to death.

However, modern people are the supremacy of interests, and the benefits brought by the Immortal Refining Technique are undoubtedly huge, if the Holy See can't get anything substantive except to preach faith, it will not exclude the possibility of losing believers. The Pope and the cardinals understand this very well. Thus came the holy water, which is the pure water blessed by the angels with holy power, which not only removes all diseases, but also purifies the body, eliminates sins, and ascends to heaven after death, but only for devout believers.

On this day, in a small town in the south of France, a group of strangely dressed people gathered in the basement, each with an unusually heavy face, and some of them trembling slightly.

"Tolf, where is the Speaker of the Council, it seems that he hasn't been seen for a long time!" a middle-aged man with a pale face and a black suit asked coldly.

Tolff sat in the middle and glanced at the panicked crowd, "Prince Faria, I think everyone sitting there knows the Speaker, so I don't need to talk about it!"

Faria looked directly at Wolf with a blank expression, "Since he is the speaker of the Dark Council, he has an obligation to find a way for us to survive, and if things continue like this, it won't be long before the Dark Clan disappears from the earth." ”

"Prince Faria is right, our Mokawi have withdrawn from London, but the damned Holy See will not let us go, and we have been exterminated all the way, and now there are less than three hundred people in the whole clan. An old man with a long eagle hooked nose said resentfully.

"Prince Edmond, our Darby family is no better than you, the situation is similar in all of Europe, there is no place for us anymore. Sherlock shouted angrily with a fist at his fist.

"Tolf, we have to let the speaker preside over the overall situation as soon as possible, and we are willing to listen to the speaker's decision whether to fight or withdraw. Sherlock continued.

"Hmph! What kind of war, not to mention that Europe has sent down so many damn angels, the Holy See alone is not something we can deal with. Edmund sneered.

"Do you want to surrender without a fight? Unfortunately, even if you want to be a lackey of the Holy See, the Holy See will not let you go. Sherlock looked contemptuous.

Edmund stood up suddenly, a pair of huge fleshy wings stretched out, and the momentum of the superior immediately forced the people around him away, and a pair of red bloody eyes glared at Sherlock fiercely, "Do you think I won't dare to kill you?"

Not to be outdone, Sherlock raised his head to the sky and roared, quickly transforming, and a werewolf with dark long hair nearly three meters tall looked at Edmund with blue eyes, and the tense atmosphere was about to erupt.

"Enough, when have you been so impulsive, you are all the heads of the same family, and you have escaped from London together, can't you still realize that only unity can get us out of our predicament? No wonder we dark people are far more numerous and skilled than the Holy See, but we have been suppressed by the Holy See for thousands of years, how sad it is!" Tolf shook his head and sighed.

"Tolf is right when he says that we should work together to get out of this catastrophe. Faria motioned with his eyes for Edmund to bear with him.

"Actually, with such trouble, as long as the speaker arrives, he will definitely lead us to destroy the Holy See and drive the hairless birdmen back to heaven. Patriarch Sairi shouted excitedly.

All the werewolves present became frantic after hearing this, they had blind trust in the golden werewolves, and they were convinced that under the leadership of the golden wolf king, the church and the angels were vulnerable.

"Hey, that's a good point, but who can tell me that the Golden Wolf King was there when the werewolves were killed by the angels? When the Dark Clan was about to be wiped out, the Golden Wolf King was there, and I don't think he deserves to be the Speaker of the Dark Council. Faria's voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated the noisy roar into the werewolf's ears.

Seeing that a scuffle was inevitable, Tolf suddenly got up and yelled, "Give me silence, whoever dares to do anything will tear him up." ”

At this time, Tolf not only represents the werewolf but also represents the speaker of the council, and there is still a certain deterrent, and everyone has not lost their minds, so they stand on the side and look at Tolf.

Tolff looked at Faria with sharp eyes, "You said that the Golden Wolf King is not qualified to be the speaker of the Dark Council, so you are qualified to be Prince Faria." ”

Faria sneered: "You don't have to ask me if I'm qualified, first ask the Golden Wolf King if I'm qualified?"

"Of course the Golden Wolf King is qualified, but it was elected by all the elders of the council, including you, Prince Faria. Tolf said lightly.

"It was good that I agreed, but when our compatriots, our people, were killed by the Holy See, was the Speaker, and when we needed him to lead us, was he there?

Faria's words resonated with all the Bloods and wizards, who looked at Tolf with bad intentions.

Tolf sighed secretly, he was puzzled that Gess had not appeared, although he knew that Gess definitely didn't care about leaving them alone, but he couldn't refute it at all because he didn't know why.

Seeing that Tolf was silent, Faria became even more proud, "Tolf, as the acting speaker, you need to explain why the Golden Wolf King has been staying on Jinao Island and ignoring the Dark Council, if there is no reasonable explanation, I propose to remove the speaker from the presbytery." ”

"Bold ······" The elders behind Tolff all stood up, and tension once again enveloped the small basement.

"Sit down!"

Tolff dismissed the elder, his face changed and he smiled: "It seems that everyone thinks that the Golden Wolf King is not qualified to be the speaker anymore, very good! Very good! You want to open an elders' meeting, right? I agree, no matter who you choose as the speaker, I will not object, hehe! As long as you don't elect me." ”

"Patriarch!" the elders were shocked, not understanding why the patriarch said such a thing, and the werewolves below were in a state of panic.

Faria was stunned, he didn't expect the result to be like this, the reason why he opposed the Golden Wolf King was that he was afraid that the werewolves would rise again under the leadership of the Golden Wolf King, threaten the Blood Clan and increase their power in the Dark Council, thus squeezing the Blood Clan out of the Dark Council. If Tolf's words had been proposed three months ago, Faria would have agreed without hesitation, but who would dare to take this soup man's potato now, what difference is this from looking for death.

The princes and dark wizards of the other major families suddenly fell silent, and none of them dared to face Tolf's gaze, as if they hadn't heard anything just now.

"Prince Faria, no one here is as prestigious as you, so let you be the Speaker!I believe that under your leadership, the Council of Darkness will be able to defeat the Holy See, capture that angel alive, and maybe dominate the Earth!"

"Hehe, Patriarch Tolf, you misunderstood, the real meaning of my words just now is not really to elect another speaker, the Golden Wolf King is far above us in terms of prestige and strength, except for him, who can easily kill the cardinal, except for the speaker, who can not change his face when he sees the pope. These achievements are not compared to us, we just hope that the speaker can come out and preside over the overall situation. As soon as Faria finished speaking, the other princes and wizards all nodded in agreement, and no one mentioned the matter of choosing another speaker.

Tolff smiled disdainfully, "Don't worry, it's impossible for the Speaker to leave the Dark Council alone, now is the most dangerous period since the establishment of the Dark Council, if we can't unite sincerely, and we still have selfish intentions and only care about fighting for power, then we won't have to be beaten by the Holy See to destroy ourselves." ”

"Well said!" a grim voice came from a distance, and before the words could be spoken, Tolff appeared.

Tolff was overjoyed and hurriedly knelt down, "Meet the Wolf King." The other werewolves all fell to their knees, and in their eyes, Gaith was not only the Speaker of the Dark Council, but also the supreme Golden Wolf King of the Wolf Clan.

Faria felt a chill in his heart, could it be that he had already arrived, and bowed with great uneasiness.

"Let's all sit down!" Gass didn't look at Leah either, and sat down on the chair in the middle, his eyes swept coldly, and all the people of the blood clan were as if they had been pierced through the chest by a sharp blade, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Some time ago, I was injured by an immortal and couldn't personally lead everyone to resist the Holy See, so I made everyone suffer. After speaking, the corners of Gais's mouth showed an inexplicable smile.

Harry, who came with Gais, said with a dissatisfied face: "Master, if it weren't for the fact that he had defeated the angels before and consumed too much true yuan, how could he not be able to defeat the immortals." ”

"Yes, Master, although I have suffered a little loss, but because of this, I have made great progress in cultivation, which can be described as a blessing in disguise!" The two brothers' false and real words made everyone stunned.

"Defeat the angel!" What kind of concept is this, even if it is to defeat the Pope, it can make everyone excited for several years, they didn't know the power of angels before, but recently they have a deep experience, let alone fighting, it is worth being proud to be able to get within a hundred meters.

Faria saw that the two brothers were vampires, and was surprised to hear them call Master Gais, how could werewolves accept people from the blood clan as apprentices.

"It turns out that it was the Lord who fought with the angels in Rome not long ago!" said Tolf, who had been in Rome all along, and still knew a little about it.

Geth is no longer the same Gess who only knows how to speak by strength in doing things, and sighed after listening to Tolf's words: "It's a pity that I couldn't keep Tyrell, and finally let him escape back to the Vatican." ”

Faria immediately said with an extremely deferential expression: "We are relieved when the Lord returns, the Holy Court does not know how many of us have been killed during this time, I hope that the Lord can avenge us." ”

Gess had a glint in his eyes, "I want to too, but do you know how many angels there are in Europe?"

"About thirty!" Faria estimated only based on the angels who appeared in the church.

Gaith shook his head, "There will be no less than a hundred angels coming. ”

"I want to believe that under the divine power of your lordship, even a hundred perfect angels are no match for you. Faria laughed.

Glancing deeply at the scheming old vampire, "Do you know how many angels have not yet come or are planning to come?"

"This······ I don't know!" Faria hesitated and shook his head.

Geth gently stroked the delicate handle on the side of the chair and said casually: "A conservative estimate of one million!"

The basement suddenly became quiet, so quiet that you could hear every heartbeat, the sound of heavy breathing, the rapid heartbeat made the atmosphere seem oppressive and dreary, and even the bravest werewolf was sweating.

"Big ····· "You're kidding!" asked Edmund, his teeth chattering.

"What do you think?" said Geis, looking mockingly at Edmund.

Before you knew it, everyone had a look of despair on their faces. (Full Text)

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