Chapter 885: 867 The Salary King Who Wakes Up (3000)

Chapter 885: 867 The Salary King Who Wakes Up (3000)

Chapter 885 867. The King of Salmon Wakes Up (3000)

The Dark Moon Pope of Irushil, the time he gave is very accurate.

McDonald's fat face was narrowed in a smile. While he bowed his head respectfully in front of the coffin, he whispered to Archbishop Louis next to him.

This archbishop is relatively short in stature and is almost as tall as Macdonald after wearing the white crown that symbolizes religious status.

He is not as fond of putting on a smile as Macdonald is.

Just now, his eyes are vaguely red.

Time is the same thing

Louis responded to his colleagues in a low voice.

"But whether in that plan he made Irushil what it should be is another matter."

"Ah, Louis. You should trust Sullivan more." McDonald seemed confident in the Pope of the Dark Moon Religion. "He is the 'brother' who holds the same beliefs as us."

It was also one of the many achievements in the life of King Oceroes who established it.

Precisely because the priests in the Netherworld Church have never actually communicated with this their master. Just indulged and obsessed with the lingering power of him.

The priests of the Deep Church bowed and saluted, while the sound of the stone slabs on the coffin became louder and louder.

The perfect and complete fire transmission program is the greatest support for Lothric to stand at the pinnacle of the apocalypse in this declining world.

The coffin is about the size of a small room.

Macdonald and Lewis retreated, but a priest with a fanatical expression spontaneously moved forward.

The long iron chain hanging the lamp holder hangs from the dome, bringing weak candlelight and more deep shadows.

There are also many hollow carvings of sacred figures on all sides.

Especially when the city of Lothric is in chaos because of a major event that really affects the survival of the world, the "Fall of Fire", and the founders of the watchdog program have no time to take care of themselves.

This is a room with an equally high dome. In the circular room, hollows are dug inward on the tall inner walls, and each hollow is filled with statues.

It is indeed as their ally Dark Moon Pope Sullivan said: No matter what the reason is, he can't spread the fire anyway.

The scheduled salary king, Prince Lothric, delayed and refused to pass the fire.

These salary kings can temporarily stabilize the initial fire, giving Lothric time to make the next step.

The fanatical priest, on the other hand, was full of excitement at first, as if he was happy to be eaten by his 'master'.

MacDonald and Lewis bowed their heads respectfully and backed away.

And a pool of black semi-solid material, like viscous petroleum and asphalt, slid and fell from the high coffin like a waterfall!

This is Eldridge, who has turned into a puddle of mud due to eating too many people.

The replacement King Xin was the powerful warrior who was captured.

The sound of the bell just now heralded the beginning of the "abnormal fire transmission procedure".

After all, in the past, this was just a body lying in a coffin, the remains and ashes burned by the first fire.

On the coffin, which was making the sound of rubbing stone slabs, more candles were placed along the corners.

Eldridge has turned into a puddle of mud. Now the mud is not only his body, but also his 'mouthparts'. As long as you are touching, you are eating.

However, the priests seemed to be worried about whether the statues would be able to withstand it, so they were covered with crimson cloth symbolizing the protection of fire.

They were attracted to Eldridges profound attributes, studied deeply, and finally became believers.

But these methods of suppressing the things in the coffins were developed a long time ago.

These statues are all facing the huge coffin in the center, as if they hope that the power of these statues can monitor the coffin in the middle.

But immediately, the pain came from the body like waves.

People like them will never be accepted by the royal family of Lothric. They are heretics who will be killed on sight!

Although he doesnt care too much about these people who believe in him for their own sake, a plan has been revealed in the soul that has just been swallowed up

A plan that would allow him to eat the gods!

He has eaten from the people of Irushil, the new city of gods in the Cold Valley.

There is the city where the current leader of the Fire Gods, the youngest son of the first **** king, King Gwendelin, and the **** of the dark moon, Gwendelin, lives.

The people there more or less have the blood of the gods of fire in their bodies, and even their looks are said to have face shapes similar to those of the gods.

Eldridge thought of the sweet and rich taste of the food he had eaten there before.

During those years when he still maintained his human form and acted secretly as the Archbishop of the White Sect, even the screams of the Irusil people felt rich in nutrition.

What if we could eat the real God! ?

So the nutrients I have accumulated can survive the difficult deep sea era after the flames are extinguished?

Either way, you should eat more. Even if it is not enough, you can still continue to eat.

Lets set off! Lets go!

The whisper of the soul began to command the believers as the master.

It must be done as soon as possible. We must accumulate a lot of strength and eat more!

Yes, yes, my lord.

MacDonald and Lewis each moved out of the way, and the priests behind them also moved out of the way.

They were respectful and humble, as if they were not letting a disgusting lump of asphalt pass through, but a noble and great person.

But theres no need to be too hasty, Master.

We have also prepared a meal for you in this church.

The two archbishops bowed their heads respectfully, and at the same time extended a hand toward the door of the hall as an invitation to eat.

That is the goddess who is incognito. Although her identity has been buried and her tongue has been pulled out, there is no doubt about her noble bloodline.

Amid the sound of "squeaking", the deepest door in the deep church slowly opened.

And that horrible and disgusting ball of black mud also eagerly got out from the crack in the door.

at the same time.

Bang!

As Lan En walked out of the library door of the Netherworld Church, a priest happened to pass in front of him.

The witcher didn't even look at him. He just pressed the back of his head as he passed by, and then slapped him against the wall next to him.

Suddenly, the slurry squeezed out from the damaged forehead left splatter-like marks on the wooden wall decoration.

"Meow!?"

Outside the door, the flannel ball, who was so bored that he was playing with his tail because he didn't want to read and didn't want to be too far away from Lan En, jumped up and screamed in surprise.

Lan En waved, and the kitten instinctively followed him in a daze.

Its obvious, flannel ball. Now get ready for battle and get nervous.

I understand, meow! The calico kitten immediately straightened his helmet and pulled out the Thundercat Sword from behind. But then I got a little confused.

But who is the enemy?

With a sound of "Boom!", Lan En, who was walking in front, kicked open the solid wooden door in front of them, and the high and empty main hall of the Netherworld Church appeared in front of them.

The enemy is the entire Netherworld Order, flannel ball!

Go and open the gate connected to the stable and let Qilin in!