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Chapter 1781

While the other ships were heading for the surveyor, a large galleon flying the flag of the Iron Kingdom was crossing the ocean into Kamchatka.

After all, Zeng Yunfeng still couldn't bear his curiosity, and went straight to Kamchatka with two rubies.

A church in Bogota, Colombia.

A man in a black cloak was standing in the middle of the darkness, and the light from the stained glass in the church hit him.

"Is Roy Smith still gone?" A hoarse voice came from the cloak.

Another man in a brown cloak took a half step forward in front of this person, "It is confirmed that he has left Bogota, and he just set sail the day before yesterday."

"Sure enough, he couldn't bear the temptation of the trident after all, we can start to act."

"Bishop, should we think about it again? Hiroshin Yamaguchi's actions last time were very unsuccessful, and even a few of us missionaries were involved."

"The spy department has been getting a lot of buzz recently, and the action at this time may not be worth the loss!" Another man in the brown cloak stepped forward.

"What are you afraid of?" The man in the black cloak turned himself to the stained glass window, looking at the various pictures of the Holy Child and the Virgin Mary painted on the stained glass window, he said slowly, "Royer Smith is no longer the man he used to be. Royer Smith, who is crossing the sea, even Kraken doesn't know where he is now, this time he probably won't be able to protect himself."

"Hmph, and what kind of place does he think the Trident is, he's too aggressive!" the black-robed man snorted coldly.

"He doesn't know what price he has to pay to get the trident. Everything in this world is paid, and no one can escape this law."

"He, Roy Smith is no exception."

"Bishop, I still think it's too hasty for us to start now."

"Hurry up! But how long can we wait?"

"The old British king has passed away, and the French king is not strong enough to fight against the Iron Kingdom. Although the new British king is determined to forge ahead, we can't wait that long."

"The situation in the European War will change soon. If you don't act at this time, Roy Smith will soon return to the Iron Kingdom. At that time, the constraints will be more serious, and you and I will have no way to act."

"The Secret Service is now focusing on the European battlefield, the American battlefield, and Kamchatka. It will relax its vigilance against Bogda, so now is almost the best time. Why give up?"

Apart from the cloaked man in black robes, there were other cloaked men in brown robes who were thoughtful. For a moment, the church fell into silence.

"This is his destiny. He is making a deal with the devil. He has betrayed his belief. He is constantly looking for some remnants left to this world by the old gods."

"He doesn't understand that only the Lord is the only one. Heretics like him cannot rule the kingdom. The White Iron Kingdom must return to the embrace of the Lord."

One of the cloaked men took a step forward, "Bishop, I don't think it should be launched in Bogota. Bogota has too many troops. The two legions are not something we can resist. What if?"

"No chance!" The voice was hoarse and unquestionable.

"Jihad never happens."

"Besides, we don't have as much time as we thought." As he said that, the man in the black cloak sighed.

"Today, Russia has not freed up its hand, and the Orthodox Church has not turned its attention to the Americas. Once they do, we are thinking that it will not be easy to change the situation."

"Bishop, what about those wizards?"

"Wizard?" The man in the black cloak sneered, "Those guys are just clowns."

"It's impossible to expect them to overthrow the tyranny of the Iron Kingdom. Those wizards are a bunch of loose sand. If we want to count on them to succeed, we don't know how long it will take. We have to rely on our own strength."

"Rely on your own strength? But our strength in the Iron Kingdom is not as strong as imagined. If someone alerts the Secret Service, it can be said that it will be a disaster!"

"You can only know this by doing it. Now, Royer Smith is leaving Colombia for Kamchatka. This trip will take at least a few months. When he returns to Bogota again, it is estimated that everything will change."

"We have plenty of time to prepare during this period."

"Richard, let you contact the Spanish princess to talk about her coup, how are you doing?"

The man in the brown cloak had an ugly expression on his face. Even though he was wearing the cloak, everyone could feel an awkward atmosphere.

"My lord, things are not going well."

"It's not going well?" The man in the black cloak sighed.

"It seems that the Spaniards also rebelled against the Lord."

"No, Bishop, Princess Maria did not betray, just"

"It's just that Princess Maria didn't get real power, and Roy Smith is far more difficult to deal with than we imagined."

"It's very unlikely that we want him to convert. We first contacted Princess Maria and she was very cold. Although Princess Maria was baptized, it doesn't mean she will fall for us."

"It's only been a few years, and these royal families have already begun to expel the Holy See personnel, and they don't even take the Holy See seriously."

"The archbishop withdrew a large number of personnel in a rage and announced Roy Smith's crimes. Our strength has plummeted and we can't do anything to him."

"This is just a way of confusing the Holy See. The Iron Kingdom is a sinful place, and the sinful place needs to be purified, and the best way is to use blood, Princess Maria, she will agree, but I haven't found that time yet. "

"Richard, keep working hard, the more support you have, the more possibilities you will have."

"Yes, Bishop!"

"When was the last red moon?"

"It should be two months later."

"Okay, born with a vision, the White Iron Kingdom will be in chaos, please get them ready."

"Yes, Bishop!" Everyone bowed in unison.

They didn't dare not listen to the bishop's words.

At the same time, in the Kingdom of White Iron, various religious sects gathered together, large and small, are gathering strength, and they don't know what they are doing.

A Taoist priest squinted his eyes at Changchun Temple in Bogotá.

"master!"

"Qingfeng, is there any news?" The Taoist sat on the futon and asked with his eyes closed.

"Those yellow-haired ghosts are probably going to make trouble."

"Troubleshooting? It's good to make trouble!"

"Why is the master making trouble?"

"Dog bites dog. At the beginning, Buddhism was only spread to the Wa Kingdom. I thought it would be a big deal, but I didn't expect that the Baitie Kingdom would spread Buddhism eastward again from the Wa Kingdom and the Central Plains. This transmission is a Pacific Ocean."

"These old bald donkeys are gearing up now, are they preparing to conquer demons?"

"The harder these yellow-haired ghosts dance, the faster they die."

"Master, why are we not moving?"

"We want longevity and long-sightedness, not fighting and killing!" The Taoist smiled.

"Besides, just because we cats and dogs can play such a big role, we can't compare to those old monks who, one by one, gave up their lives for preaching, and even traveled thousands of miles to come to this ghost place. In order to allow Buddhism to travel eastward.”

"They're much crazier than us."

"If Changchun Temple hadn't been invited, we wouldn't have come to this ghostly place."

"There are so many mosquitoes, and the leeches are big. The big ones can suck up human blood. Isn't it suitable for us to preach in such a barren land?"

"Master, then you came back?" The old Taoist sighed after his face twitched for a while.

"No way, the consul named Roy Smith gave too much."

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