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Chapter 260. The Church Could Only Have One Voice!

Carly did not fit the beauty standards of the Barbarians. As a woman, the most important criteria for a Barbarian was whether they were 'safe to give birth'.

In this regard, Carrie's butt was clearly not wide enough.

Then, for Cisco to have such a reaction, there must be only one situation.

He had received people from the church who liked this.

From Cisco's understanding expression, it was not hard for Char to deduce which people he had met from the church.

Not all Paladins were scumbags, and Char knew each of their temperaments and lifestyle. The church's contact with the Barbarians was probably around this time. Excluding those who had been sent to various parts of the world on duty, and excluding those who were not strong enough, the only ones who had the time to come to the grasslands for leisure were probably those three.

Norman, Cosby, and Leyton, the three Paladins.

They used to be frequent visitors and protectors of the slave-breeding base, and even killed his foster father and master, Chief Paladin Grungus, to hide this matter.

Char suddenly asked, "Who's in charge of this? Norman, Cosby, or Leyton?"

He had previously stated that he was a member of the Holy See and that he was from Elfheim. It was not difficult for someone as shrewd as Cisco to combine these with his understanding and attention of Char

The man in front of him was probably deep in the hinterlands of Elfheim to carry out some unspeakable spy work.

The reason why he was chasing Char was probably part of the mission.

With that, Cisco suddenly felt like he was being used as a gun.

He knew very well that the church were not united internally

For example, the person who had come to the grassland to discuss these matters with them was the Holy See himself.

It was supposed to be Paladin Laurentia, but there was some conflict between the two, which forced the Holy See to come in person. Even so, there were occasional conflicts between the Holy See and the Paladins.

The mission they were carrying out against the Black Mamba Tribe came from the Paladins, and this mysterious Lord in front of them was directly under the Holy See, but he had to order them to deal with that half-elf.

The feeling of being stuck between big shots was terrible.

"It's Paladin Norman," Chasico replied.

"Oh, that guy!"

Char responded with a fake smile.

"You've done a lot of bad things for that pervert with unique tastes, haven't you?"

Cisco couldn't help but shiver and smile embarrassedly.

However, in his heart, he was more and more convinced that this person has some background.

How could an ordinary person know such a secret and even speak to Norman with such disdain and ridicule?

He was clearly an important figure of the same level.

"Don't forget that the Seven Holy Spirits are watching us. I advise you to be more kind in the future," Char snorted.

Cisco hurriedly nodded in agreement, but he cursed madly in his heart.

The three of them slowly approached the Black Mamba Tribe's camp. At this time, the fire was gradually weakening, and only a little bit of fire was still faintly visible in the cold wind. There were also lush weeds that were one meter tall near the camp.

When they were about forty meters away from the tribe, the three of them lowered their bodies. The grandfather and grandson each found a place where special energy circuits were buried, put their hands on the ground, and began to pour energy into the totem pole again.

At this moment, there were men's shouts and the wails of some patients with frostbite in the camp, accompanied by Carly's calm voice.

However, when the dissipated white gas gathered again, and the skull reappeared above the camp, the camp was instantly replaced by chaotic noise.

"You guys made some slight modifications to the totem?" Char asked.

"Yes, my Lord!"

As Yama was instilling energy into the totem, he explained, "The old man's totem has three characteristics of 'Absorption',' Release', and 'Maintenance'. As long as we make use of them, we can use them as a medium to transform the cold air and create a large-scale 'Frozen Heart'. We only need to use the scales on the upper end of the totem and the engine on the lower end."

"Yama!"

Cisco couldn't help but stop him again, and only then did Yama shut up.

"Grandpa's worried that you'll learn it in secret but why would you do that? He's really too cautious," he explained to Char in a low voice.

"Learn from your grandfather." Char placed her hand on Yama's shoulder and said, "The old man's words are right in most cases."

Cisco was moved when he heard Char's words.

While the old man was moved, Yama said, "My Lord, why didn't I see the powerful half-elf you mentioned in the camp?"

"Because I've already killed him."

Cisco's heart skipped a beat when he heard Char's answer.

He seemed to have thought of something, and he turned to look at Char, his heart turning cold.

"Yama-"

Suddenly, a dazzling red light burst out from Char's hand that was on Yama's shoulder, and his beloved grandson was instantly wrapped in the fire.

"Aaaaaagh!"

Yama's screams came from blazing light.

The bright blazing light pierced through the darkness and the coldness caused by their spells.

Having lost his ability to think, Cisco was now completely driven by his instincts. He waved his hands madly, and a huge skull shadow appeared behind him. Thick white mist spewed out of its black pupils, nostrils, and mouth, sweeping towards Char as if it was free.

"He's still alive."

A figure walked out of the fire, carrying a charred body in his hand. He walked towards Cisco without dodging.

When the latter saw this, he immediately waved his hand, and the white mist missed Char by a hair's breadth and was thrown into the sky.

"You really believe that?"

Char threw Yama's body over, and Cisco hurriedly held it in his arms, his body suddenly releasing an even stronger chill.

"W-why!"

Cisco said through gritted teeth.

"You're pretty smart, but it's a pity you chose the wrong person to pledge your loyalty to."

Char sneered, "Remember, the church only has one voice, and that is the Holy See.

"Ah ah ah ah! You can go to hell!"

"Bring it on!... Huh? What the hell?"

Char had thought that the old man would go crazy and attack him, but he just left a few harsh words and ran away, even throwing away his grandson's body!

He just threw it away?

That's not right.

Something was wrong!

Char saw Carly rushing out of the camp and suddenly felt her heart beat faster.

He didn't have time to think. He flashed over like a shadow and pushed Carrie to the ground.

Almost at the same time, an earth-shattering explosion came from behind him. The blast wave destroyed everything within a ten-meter radius from Yama's body, leaving only radial traces and half-frozen red soil.

By the time Carly got up, still in shock, Cisco was already gone.

Char then slid off her body, and her heart turned cold as she quickly picked him up.

After trying to catch her breath, she heaved a sigh of relief, but what followed was endless frustration.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault…" she mumbled.

However, she didn't notice that the corner of a certain someone's mouth had curled up slightly.

This is great!