Chapter 954: 936 dead leftover species

Chapter 954 936. The remaining species

The Pope Witch's words were tactful and polite, but this could not cover up the malice and sarcasm in them at all.

“For the safety of Shadow Sun, please ask Princess Youershika to move.”

Smona’s teeth were almost broken under his golden mask.

What do you mean by ‘move’? They just want to imprison this Irushil's last divine bloodline!

Smoo, who had a violent personality and was cruel because of his career as an executioner, could hardly suppress his anger at that moment.

Carrying the hammer on your back is about to charge upwards.

But all impulsive behaviors came to an abrupt end when the Pope Witch showed her a strand of pale hair.

“Please stop.”

A soft and erratic baby voice came from the mansion guarded by Smoke and the Silver Knights.

Wearing a white gauze skirt, with a small section of her white pink tail peeking out from the bottom of her fluffy skirt, Princess Youershika walked out slowly.

Smoo gasped with excitement, and the rise and fall of his chest was clearly visible even under the plump armor.

“Princess Youershika!”

“My brother is in their hands.”

The half-dragon girl's hands were clasped together nervously in front of her chest. After pondering for a moment, it seemed that he finally mustered up the courage and overcame his fear.

Smooch sighed helplessly. As the current God King, Gwendelin was not as brave and powerful as King Gwen in his memory, or the eldest son of God, but he could still be called diligent.

“I’ll go with you!”

Smo, who has served the Gods since the early days of the Age of Fire, almost forgot the etiquette of tens of thousands of years at this moment, and directly stopped You'ershika.

At present, it seems that he is a little too protective of his little sister.

You'ershika opened her mouth slightly for a moment and was a little speechless.

The half-dragon girl turned her head to look at the executioner with a sledgehammer beside her. Her pure and confused eyes had a determination of "there is no choice but to do it".

“They just don’t keep their word! Princess! They are traitors to begin with. They can even do things such as criticizing religion and going against God. Do you still expect them to keep their promises?!”

“But what if they break their promise?”

"I"

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

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

The half-dragon girl looked at Smo next to her in confusion, as if she couldn't understand the meaning of this word.

That's Gwendolen, her brother's white hair!

Sinners, you really dare to hurt the gods!

Although Youershika's expression didn't change much due to her personality, the look of disbelief in her eyes still showed that she had never thought of this possibility.

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

“Broken promise?”

“But there’s nothing we can do about it. Knight Small.”

“Everything is about my brother’s safety. I will make a request. If I am to be imprisoned, I must promise to ensure my brother’s safety.”

The innocent protoss girl, who was protected by her brother, choked Smo with just one sentence.

【Shadow Sun】Gwendelin, this is the key to allowing those apostates to be unscrupulous and allowing Pope Sullivan to ask for everything they want.

Beside her, Archbishop Louis was licking the saliva from the corner of his mouth and kept repeating "good days, good days" in a low voice.

They all knew what was 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 will not even shirk them, because none of these demands will be realized at all.

Chivalry, do what you say. Haha!

The gods who are addicted to the past might as well drown in the illusion of the past.

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

They looked at the half-dragon girl showing fear and bravery, one step at a time, two steps at a time.

In a moment, the time is coming when this girl is deceived and deceived by them and eats a lot of food!

Archbishop Louis only felt that the corners of his mouth were drooling even more.

Although he knew that for the sake of safety, the Dark Moon Pope would most likely not give up the body of the descendant of the God Clan until Gwendelin was completely eaten by his master.

But he just couldn't help it.

The longer one follows Eldridge, the more his dark power and cannibalism will influence his followers.

So much so that Louis, who was still somewhat sane at first, is now full of thoughts about eating and eating.

But just when the Pope Witch was immersed in the pleasure of inflicting pain, the Archbishop fantasized about eating the descendants of God.

The sound of horse hooves trampling on the stone pavement faintly sounded from the distance.

The saliva at the corner of Lewis's mouth suddenly stopped instinctively.

This voice made him feel eerily familiar.

It is ridiculous to say that a person entrusts his faith to the deep and usually practices his master's cannibalistic philosophy, "while eating, feel the trembling of life."

Such a person 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 when the master just woke up and they were kicked out of the deep church in the base camp!

On that day, there was also the sound of horse hooves trampling on the ground.

But how is this possible?

Louis felt that he was hearing something.

The Deep Church and the Lenglie Valley are far apart, and the route in between becomes dangerous because the fire is about to extinguish.

How can that person do it?

“Stab it!”

A sound of thunder piercing the air suddenly resounded through the square where the two sides were facing each other!

The azure blue electric light from a natural phenomenon flashed past Louis with its forks of thunder patterns.

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

The whole person's vision flew to the sky.

As the perspective rotated, he saw a body that had no head, no high crown, and was wearing the gorgeous robes of an archbishop, suddenly collapsed.

Louis's mind even had the aftertaste of that creepy feeling, but his head had already flown away from his body.

Finally, he only vaguely heard a sentence passing by him.

“I’ve already seen that it’s you, the remnants, so why am I still there to deal with the situation?”