Chapter 1061

Bang!

The head of the Holy Knights almost roughly pushed open the door behind him. Under this brute force, the wooden door broke away from the original door frame with a dull voice, so that the head of the Holy Knights could clearly see everything inside - the white robe of the old man he respected had been dyed red by the blood sprayed from his chest and abdomen, The whole body leaned against the only prayer platform in the chapel, so it didn't fall.

The man he disliked recently was holding a long sword in his hand and gathering all the bright red blood on the tip and blade of the sword, but the other party did not dislike the blood at all. On the contrary, he was looking at the blood with interest; Beside each other, the person he hates looks at everything with a sneer, like a bystander who gloats.

"Tekavich!!"

The head of the holy knights rushed frantically to the man he hated recently because of trifles - but at the moment, tozan's heart was completely filled with hatred, deeper than iyetta's hatred; What the other party did made tozan feel like tearing a person up for the first time.

Buzz!

After a tremor, a long sword appeared in front of the head of the Holy Knights. The long sword stained with blood quickly made him have no room to respond, so he stabbed it in front of him; Staring at the bloody sword tip, there was a trace of horror in the anger in the eyes of the head of the Holy Knights, because he found that not only he could not react in time, but also he could not even play and avoid the key at the moment. He could only watch the other party's long sword aim at his own throat.

Pop!

When the sword tip was about to touch the throat of the head of the Holy Knights, the white light flashed. When the light converged, the head of the Holy Knights appeared beside the Pope. Looking at the head of the Holy Knights around him and the two people in front of him, the Pope shook his head with a bitter smile and asked, "ayeta, is this your arrangement?"

"Well, I put forward the initial proposal, and then Devin completed it!"

The sneer on the head of the inquisition did not stop. It was revealed that he looked at the bloody Pope without any mercy or other methods in favor of kindness; In fact, he has been waiting for this day for a long time. If the time was not ripe enough, he would have killed the other party!

Then - replace it!

He could not bear the other party's ignorance for a long time, and a person who was dazzled would not be able to lead the Holy See to its glory again - however, iyetta had to admit that the other party's strength was so strong that he could not see through the depth; And such a strong, so that he had to complete his plan in other ways.

"Dewen? No wonder there is such a sharp sword, 'holy sword' Dewen..."

The Pope stood up a little hard, looked at the face of tekavich, but it was the existence of another person, and said with a bitter smile: "so, tekavich?"

"Dead, dead at the end of the battle on the holy mountain!"

Although it was still tekavich's face, when Devin gave up his camouflage, a sharp edge like a sword began to appear through the body, making the surrounding ground appear one neat crack after another, as if it had been cut by a sword; And Dewen said word by word as if he didn't feel it.

"I was seriously injured and his Excellency tekavich died next to me; then, iyeta appeared in front of me and gave me a proposal..."

Speaking of this, Devin did not go on, but looked at the blood on the long sword in his hand, as if there were some endless treasure on it that attracted him; Looking at each other's appearance, the old Pope became more and more bitter. He sighed softly: "iyetta, give you a way to defeat John - the blood of the son of God!"

When he said the last four words, the old Pope seemed to lose his last strength, and his body shook. The head of the Holy Knights held the old man, but the latter still sat slowly on the ground; Effortlessly looked up at the director of the inquisition and asked in a weak voice, "iyeta, do you know what you're doing?"

"Of course I know!"

In the sneer, iyetta's face was more proud, even proud. He looked at the Pope who fell to the ground and disdained: "the blood of the son of God is the key to surpassing legend; it makes him surpass the mortal body and enter the realm of immortality! What a pity..."

As he spoke, a touch of hatred appeared on iyetta's face. That kind of hatred was almost eager to eat his meat, and iyetta's voice became colder and colder: "It's a pity that such a treasure falls into your hands. You don't know how to cherish it at all, and you let it go there... Oh, no, it's not that you don't use it, but that you don't dare to use it? You are a homeless dog frightened by the so-called sword saint and traitor!"

"Do you know the consequences of using the blood of the son of God?"

The old Pope's tone became more and more difficult. He looked at iyetta's eyes with regret and lamentation, but even without hatred and facing such abuse directly, he had not changed.

"Do you want to preach to me with your way?"

Facing the inquiry, iyetta snorted coldly. He turned and looked at the scarlet on the long sword. His eyes were a little crazy and said: "The blood of the son of God has strength and suffering. Only those who have experienced suffering can obtain strength; and all suffering is just supplies for me. When I understand my path, I have understood what kind of existence is most suitable for me!"

After taking a deep breath, iyetta restrained the enthusiasm on her face and looked at the old Pope again with a cold expression. He said calmly: "for a person whose heart is pierced, you have lived a little too long. Do you still hope for those 'tools'?"

"What a ridiculous and pathetic guy. He believes in the so-called benevolence until he dies! Then I'll tell you a fact. Except for the fool around you, the whole Holy See and the holy mountain are all my people!" iyetta told an indisputable fact in an indifferent tone: "Those who are unwilling to obey me, I have sent them to heaven one step in advance!"

After a deliberate pause, a malicious expression appeared on iyetta's face. He stared at the old Pope in front of him without blinking and asked word by word: "how? Satisfied? My majesty? Or my father?"

"What?!"

When the head of the Holy Knights heard this, he couldn't help exclaiming, but Dewen, the "holy sword", was unusually calm. It was obvious that he had heard the news for a long time.

"Don't be surprised, it's a fact!"

Looking at the surprised look of the head of the Holy Knights, iyetta's expression quickly turned cold. He pointed to the old Pope who fell to the ground and shouted: "although I was so surprised when I first learned the news, I clearly remember what he was surprised when I said everything!"

"That surprise makes me sick!"

At this time, the momentum emerging from iyetta was full of madness and oppression. His cry was almost hysterical: "he completely didn't know that there was a son like me, and my mother didn't exist in his memory; for him, it's natural to take it for granted, and how could a great man above remember the indifferent mole ant!"

"Yes, that's what I thought at the beginning, until you appeared... You, tozan, the son of a hunter!"

Fiercely, iyetta's eyes looked at the head of the Holy Knights. The hatred in his eyes was like the essence: "the mole ants worse than me have received all his care! Do you know why? Why?"

"Why and why?"

The strong man, the head of the Holy Knights, could still not blink when facing the danger of his life, but now his voice trembled.

"Because you are his son! I, dear brother!"

Iyetta said with a sneer with a real hatred.

"Big and big, what he said..."

The head of the Holy Knights turned his head and looked at the old Pope. The old man was in a very bad state at the moment. The stabbed heart injury was an immediate death injury for ordinary people, but it was also a death injury for the strong beyond the legendary realm of mortals. It was only a matter of time.

Especially when the sword that pierced the heart was stabbed by the existence of "holy sword" Devin, the unprepared old Pope was not only stabbed through the heart at that moment, but his internal organs were completely broken with the other side's sword; and such injury is naturally fatal.

"My child, I'm going to tell you before I die, and now it's just right..."

The Pope raised his arm and the head of the Holy Knights subconsciously grasped it. Then, a golden light penetrated into the head of the Holy Knights from the place where they held their palms. A weak voice continued slowly: "leave! The holy see itself is not with you..."

With this faint sound, a white light suddenly wrapped around the head of the Holy Knights. Before the head of the Holy Knights reacted, the white light wrapped around him flashed away. When he recovered again, he had stood in a mountain forest - a familiar environment around him, especially after the small wooden house appeared in sight, tozan recognized it immediately He knows where this is: where he came from.

Feeling everything familiar around him, tozan was not at all happy. His chest was burning like a flame, burning and painful, which made him shout loudly: "father!"

……

"Hum!"

Iyetta looked at everything in front of him and gave a cold hum. He looked down at the dying old Pope and said coldly, "do you think this can save tozan? It just makes his life more painful. I will keep sending people to chase him to help assassinate the pope!"

"Light and darkness come crisscross, and the battlefield across the sky is vast; God and God, double, double..."

The trance voice of the old Pope gradually disappeared, and one of the seven strongest in the world, the contemporary Pope, fell.

Looking at the dead old Pope, iyetta reached out and took out a sheepskin scroll. He said fiercely, "do you think death is the end? I will torture your soul!"

The dark light lit up in the chapel and quickly rushed towards the old Pope's body, but before these dark lights approached the old Pope's body, a bright white light emitted from the old Pope's body and quickly dispersed the darkness. Then, the whole body began to float in the air, and the bright white light became brighter and brighter, In this bright, the Pope's body began to become crystal clear particles of light, floating along the open door, across the sky and falling slowly, covering the whole holy mountain.

Just like when he was alive, he stood in the corner watching the devout believers when the sun rose every day.

Shenshan, in front of the cathedral, the big clock on the clock tower, no one is automatic, and the loud bell echoes in the sky——

Dang! Dang! Dang!

The believers of "the way to heaven" inexplicably felt a trace of sadness at the bottom of their hearts, and they looked around blankly; Then, he sang "God said" again, hoping to comfort their inexplicable sadness in the name of "God"; However, the higher the voice, the more empty the heart. The feeling of sadness filled the whole body. Finally, it moistened the eyes.

……

Standing in the chapel, iyetta listened to the loud bell and snorted again. After reaching out to touch a scale, his eyes narrowed slightly. The pupil like the tip of a needle narrowed and sharpened more and more; Then, hold the scale hand and pinch it hard——

The huge Longwei flashed over the chapel, which surprised the whole people up and down the holy mountain. They gathered quickly, and then got a bolt from the blue news.

His holiness was assassinated, assassinated by the dragon of shack!

Such news shocked everyone, and when the news spread further, they became angry - such assassination was established with the help of the head of the Holy Knights; Thinking of the pagans' respect for the head of the Holy Knights, everything seems to have a reasonable explanation.

The head of the Holy Knights is himself an accomplice of the pagans!

traitor!

Kill the traitor!

Catch the murderer who assassinated His Majesty the pope!

These voices became the mainstream in the holy mountain and holy forest area, and then a brief enthronement ceremony began. The former director of the inquisition, under the eyes of countless people, took the crown of thorns, held the scepter, walked through the 3600 steps in front of the cathedral and sat on the seat representing the throne.

"I swear by jetA Paul in the name of God that I will behead the traitor and murderer!"

The short and powerful oath immediately won cheers and echoes one after another——

"Behead the traitor and murderer!"

"Behead the traitor and murderer!"

"Beheading!"

"Beheading!"

……

"Your goal has been achieved, so tell me where John is?"

Deven, the "holy sword", stood in the shadow of the chapel and looked at the books that only the Pope could read. His tone had become a little impatient.

"John is deep in the unexplored area of the thousand marshes! If you want to find him, you can get his whereabouts there; but..." after leaving the books in front of him, iyetta looked at Devon and smiled: "I have a faster way! Maybe you can start from our shack dragon. As long as you catch the shack dragon and release the news, with John's personality, you will be eager to come to you!"

"You have no confidence in the people you sent?"

Dewen, the "holy sword", asked in reply.

"After all, it's just some semi-finished products; it's too far from the original Holy Knights!" iyetta answered very frankly. He looked down at the books in his hand again and continued to answer: "so I can't wait to find the secret of the original Holy Knights and their whereabouts!"

"Their secrets may exist, but their whereabouts? I'm afraid they have been submerged in the long river of history!" Devon obviously knows the whereabouts of the Holy Knights, he said: "At the beginning of the establishment of the holy age, they all disappeared overnight. Except for the Pope of that generation, no one knows the whereabouts of these Holy Knights. As a rare Pope who died in battle, I don't think he will leave any important relics. Maybe, but I don't know which power he left behind!"

"If you don't work hard, how can you know? It's like the position I live in now!"

Iyetta obviously doesn't care about such words. He has his own ideas.

"As a reward for the blood of the son of God, the dragon of shack has been handed over to me!"

After pausing in the shadow, Devin replied - Devin's tone was very relaxed and did not take ye Qi to heart at all; in fact, it was the same. The last meeting was enough to make him know the details of each other; for the younger generation, it could be regarded as excellent talent, but for him, it was still too far away.

At most, it's just a sword!

Turning around, Devin walked slowly towards the outside of the chapel. When he came to the door, he seemed to think of something. He suddenly stopped and said, "Lehmann, the chief priest of randenburg, is a good seedling, which can be cultivated!"

With that, Devin's voice disappeared outside the door, leaving only one ietta who continued to read the books. After a long time, the new pope raised his head and said to himself with disdain: "the reward of the blood of the son of God? How can a Shakir dragon equal the value of the blood of the son of God? Hum, you will understand what is the reward..."

After Leng hum, iyetta thought about the words when the other party left and couldn't help pondering——

"Lyman?"

PS first change ~ ~ ~ timing~~~