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Standing beside Archbishop Fatadio, Bishop Favi, and Bishop Fario were dozens of tall warriors with various swords and hammers. On their chests, a clear cross is a constant reminder to those around them that they are God's believers, God's people, and God's warriors.

Inquisition, a divine court that specializes in dealing with heretics' war machines. As the only orthodox faith in the Scott world, the Divine Court is able to have countless well-qualified believers join the organization every year. Those who are mentally strong will have the hope of becoming priests, and those who are physically strong will be sent to the Inquisition, which is the terrible institution that does the things of conquest and killing.

Dozens of intermediate warriors from the Inquisition, more than ten senior warriors, and two referees are already a very luxurious team for an ordinary small city, not to mention that there is a white-clothed archbishop, two white-clothed bishops, and several black-clothed bishops on the side.

In the divine court, in addition to the pope, down is the classification of red, white, and black, ordinary deacons, and the inquisition is the difference between the chief inquisition, the referee, and the ordinary warrior. Like the few who died at Cain's hands a few days ago, they were only third-level deacons, and the old missionary had a slightly higher status, and at the level of second-level deacons, he was not a good hand.

This time, Archbishop Fatadio came with so many men, the purpose is to encircle and annihilate, no, it should be a small family of vampire devils living in seclusion here, a small family whose parents only have the ability of the earl.

In Scott's world, no matter how powerful the Earl of the Blood Clan is, at best, he has the strength of an archbishop in black, except for Cain, of course, his strength is still a mystery, and it is estimated that he can catch up with Archbishop Fatadio.

In the face of so many people in the Divine Court, this small family named "Smans" had no ability to resist at all, and the two earl-level clan elders were easily crucified under the Holy Light Cross by the two referees, and even the blood core of the person turned into a ruin.

"Oh, praise my lord, answer my question, Mr. Rohr Smans, a family called Sost, do you know him, or where they are?" said Archbishop Fattadio, who took two steps forward, made a cross on his chest, and smiled almost holy.

Behind his smile, at least a dozen Inquisition warriors had already aimed their weapons at the hearts of the weaker junior members of the Smans family. If Raul Smans doesn't cooperate, maybe their family will be doomed.

"Fatadio, you devil! Our Smans family and your court have always had well water that does not interfere with river water, and the members of our family never even go out to suck blood, why do you devils come to the door?"

"No, we are not devils, we are the most faithful believers of the Lord God. The devil will only be you, these damned beasts who want to hurt others in order to satisfy their own selfish desires. Say, give you a maximum of three breaths to think about it, and for each breath, I'll consider, well, now there are fifteen children left in your family, right, then, let's kill you five every three breaths. "Murder, in the mouth of Archbishop Fatadio, is as common as everyday life, without any guilt. Killing is said to be so sacred, I'm afraid that only these Tongue Lotus Divine Court personnel can do it.

"You! I don't know anyone from the Sost!" roared as Rohr struggled. But the power of the holy spell in the heavens, which was cast by two white cardinals and four black bishops, was so powerful that he could barely breathe.

"One. Archbishop Fattadio said unhurriedly.

Five high-pitched sounds in a row, accompanied by the fall of five little vampire devils!

"That's enough, kill me, let the children go, you can do whatever you want!" As a blood clan that has always been elegant, Luo Er was disheveled at this time, and the green tendons on his forehead popped out a little. Because of the excessive struggle, his body was burned by the holy spell.

"II. "The numbers, pronounced from the mouth of Archbishop Fattadio, are so cold-blooded, so unsentimental.

Five more blows, and with the blessing of the holy power, these weapons turned into flying ashes without the slightest ability to resist.

"No, I really don't know what the Sost family is!!" despair, the mouth of a dignified blood clan patriarch actually let out a voice full of despair.

For mortals, even a small family of blood clans is like a god, and it is difficult to resist. But in the face of these powerful mortal enemies, even the blood clan, there is nothing they can do.

"Three. At this time, there was no longer that holy brilliance in Fatadio's eyes, but instead there was a cruel heart!

"Without your Smans family, I still have a way to get the news, then, my dear Mr. Rohr, please, pray to heaven, and repent to the Lord God, Holy Curse!" In the series of words of Archbishop Fatadio, a huge amount of holy power was condensed by him himself, far more than the holy power of the suppressed holy spell in the heavens, directly blasted into the body of Raul Smans, destroying this desperate little patriarch.

"Let's kill them all, what other blood-sampire demon families are around here? He took out a white handkerchief and wiped his hands, Archbishop Fattadio did not feel the slightest guilt in his heart for killing a vampire demon himself.

Four screeching sounds, the four little vampire demons of the Smans family turned into a cloud of smoke and completely disappeared from this world.

The last little vampire devil's heart was completely blocked by a pitch-black light. The weapon of the high-level warrior who did it pierced the light, and the whole person was shocked far away, and the weapon was directly dissolved, turning into a ball of hot molten iron and falling to the ground.

"Little friend, do you want to live, do you want revenge?" The little vampire devil left behind at the end, Roland Smans's ear, suddenly heard such a voice, of course, the pinching between the words is not very standard, but it is enough for this little guy to understand the meaning.

"I, I'm willing, I'm going to kill these bad guys, I'm going to take revenge! Please, this gentleman, as long as I can get revenge, I can do whatever I want. Roland Smans Jr. seemed to be a drowning man grasping at a life-saving straw, and there was suddenly a glimmer of hope for survival in his desperate eyes.

"Well, from today on, you are the third apprentice of Ben Di, no matter who dares to bully you, even if the so-called Lord God here dares to come to you for trouble, Ben Di will let him know, what is regret!" Mu Ran, who was dressed in a big red aristocratic robe, suddenly appeared behind Xiao Luo Lan like a ghost, and everyone present was startled.

"You, you, who are you? Are you a heretic, too? The Inquisition, my lord, have dismembered this infidel!" Archbishop Fatadio was horrified to find that he did not even know when the other party had approached. Always cautious, he involuntarily took two steps back and hurriedly gave orders.

Under his command, the two referees led a group of Inquisition warriors, wielding their respective weapons, and slaughtered towards Mu Ran one after another, and behind them, Bishop Fario, Bishop Favi, and the four black-clothed bishops also had words in their mouths, as if they were preparing some large-scale spells.

"You want to kill me? Hmph, let Bendi's disciples be frightened, and they are so rude, they deserve to be punished!" Mu Ran's eyes were cold, but he waved his hand like a fly, and the dozens of people in the inquisition emitted a blazing flame from their bodies, directly burning them to ashes.

The strength of the two referees is relatively stronger, and the holy power in their bodies is also much more abundant than that of ordinary warriors. But this little bit of difference, compared to Mu Ran, is simply a world of difference! They didn't even have time to survive an extra breath, and they also turned into nothingness.

At this time, the spells of the two white-clothed cardinals and the four black-clothed cardinals were almost recited, and a huge cross smashed directly into Mu Ran and Roland Smans Jr.

"Hmph" Mu Ran snorted coldly, moved his steps slightly, and protected Xiao Luo Lan behind him.