Evening Bell Church

Chapter 392 Break (44)

Su Ge didn't respond to their anger, and didn't even take a second look at the red-faced and angry priests.

At this time, he calmly and calmly arranged his hair meticulously, and put on his top hat.

Standing up with a cane in hand, like a learned professor who has just finished a class and is about to leave.

The holy godfather stood up and said seriously: "I sincerely hope that you can stay. I guarantee on my reputation and belief that nothing will happen to you."

Su Ge saluted him slightly: "You are a priest in the true sense, an existence close to a saint, I believe you."

After hearing this, the holy godfather immediately had some relief on his face.

"But I don't believe in March Church." Su Ge added indifferently.

The holy godfather frowned slightly, a little puzzled: "I can guarantee your safety and your freedom. You have so much knowledge, the church will definitely value you."

Su Ge looked at the true saint, turned to look at the other priests and said, "There are some things you don't need to know, because they will stain your eyes and your heart."

"Don't smear without evidence! You are just a traitor to the church, a heretic! You are not qualified to comment on the church!" Horace scolded at this time.

Su Ge turned his head slightly, looked at the bald, disgusting middle-aged man, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked the Holy Word: "Do you need evidence? Archbishop?"

The Holy Word's expression was not good at this time, and he replied in a cold tone: "Yes, the reputation of March Church cannot be tarnished."

Su Ge's continuous arrogant words just now made them very angry.

Su Ge nodded, looked straight at the Holy Word and asked, "The Healing Church has two bishops here, why is there only one left?"

The Holy Word whispered: "Bishop Jenny was killed by Lenglie Church in order to protect the camp."

"Are you sure you were killed by Lenglie Church?" Su Ge asked with a half-smile, looking at Horace.

At this time, Horace's heart trembled twice, and his expression became even more gloomy: "The dying man actually wants to split the church, damn it!"

After speaking, prepare to activate the psionic energy.

The Holy Word faintly sensed Horace's movement, and said flatly, "Stop."

After hearing this, Horace hurriedly stopped his gestures and regained his composure.

Su Ge continued: "The Healing Church has always been divided into black robes and white robes. The struggle between the two factions has long been known throughout the world."

Hearing this, no one refuted it, and the matter of healing the church was indeed quite troublesome.

"Bishop Horace belongs to the Black Robe Healing Church, and Bishop Jenny belongs to the White Robe Healing Church. However, Bishop Jenny has developed too fast recently, which will naturally cause some people's uneasiness and malice."

Hearing this, everyone's heart moved, thinking of a possibility.

Su Ge continued with a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth: "The first time I went up the mountain, the configuration of the Healing Church was very strange. Bishop Horace who went up the mountain took away all the direct troops belonging to Bishop Jenny, and left his own direct troops behind. .”

Hearing this, everyone glanced at Horace faintly and did not speak.

It is recognized by the church that every bishop has his own direct line troops, because only direct line troops can exert stronger combat effectiveness under the leadership of the bishop.

On the battlefield, the most taboo thing is to exchange troops.

Because mysterious coordination requires high-precision, high-density practice, a slight mistake will cause huge problems, and rashly changing the commander is courting death.

Horace wanted to explain, but was turned back by the dark golden eyes of the holy godfather.

Su Ge continued: "What's even more interesting is that according to what our people saw and heard at the time, when the Lenglie Church came to rob the camp, it seemed that they had already dealt with the Nighthawk Church's backhand, the butcher's means. As soon as the butcher appeared Just be frozen, as if they knew the butcher existed in advance."

At this time, everyone looked at the butcher again.

The butcher nodded slightly: "It's really strange, they were indeed prepared."

Hearing this, the clergyman's heart began to darken.

At this moment, a thin layer of sweat oozed from Horace's forehead, and he kept rubbing his fists under his sleeves.

Su Ge continued: "Another interesting thing is that during the defensive battle, the members of the Healing Church pushed Bishop Jenny, who was originally standing behind and was a pastor, to the front, allowing her to be continuously attacked. Then they left without any hesitation , any mess, no one objected alone, and only one person took another look at Jenny. They just threw this precious master priest there to die."

Hearing this, the Holy Word took a deep breath, and obviously felt a burst of anger rising in those godly eyes.

Su Ge didn't continue talking, looked at the Holy Father with both eyes and asked, "You have seen the situation, how do you let me believe you?"

The holy godfather looked at the sweaty and pale Horace, whose face was full of grief, as if he saw a parent whose brother killed each other, he was heartbroken.

"I respect you, but your nobility does not represent the nobility of March Church." After Su Ge finished speaking, he turned and prepared to leave.

"Stop!" At this moment, the three archbishops stood up at the same time, staring at Su Ge with unkind expressions.

Through the conversation just now, they found that Su Ge had too much information and knowledge they needed.

Now no matter what, let him go, and let him die absolutely.

Su Ge tilted his head slightly, his eyes flickered and said coldly: "It means that you ignored my last warning, right?"

Xiao took a deep breath and said seriously: "Su Ge, I hope you can understand our behavior."

The Holy Word bowed his head without saying a word. At this moment, he felt a little ashamed of Su Ge.

Su Ge sneered: "It really is a group of ungrateful white-eyed wolves. If I had known this, I really shouldn't have let my people take the risk of opening the gate and letting you out."

Hearing this, everyone trembled in their hearts, and their expressions were full of struggles.

People's hearts are fleshy, ungrateful, and those who feel that doing bad things for granted are a minority after all.

Being able to survive in that desperate environment, they themselves are very grateful for the help of the Evening Bell Church.

But now, they really have no choice. They can't violate their beliefs, and they can't betray the church that raised them.

The Holy Father turned his head to look at the three archbishops, and then at the clergymen who were at war with swords. He blinked his eyes in astonishment, like an innocent child who was deceived by an adult, looking so pitiful and helpless.

After a few seconds of silence, he bowed deeply to Su Ge, with deep guilt and self-blame in his tone: "I'm sorry."

Su Ge looked at the poor saint and smiled: "You are the last backbone and hope of this church, you don't need to blame yourself."

At this time, the three archbishops had surrounded him, and Laurie said seriously, "I won't let you suffer too much."

The butcher looked down at Erha whose hair started to flutter, and thought of the terrifying cold air it emitted.

But he didn't say much, he lowered his head and remained silent.

Moore stood up and said seriously: "I hope the three major churches will not go too far in this matter."

Dark Star scolded: "There is no place for you to speak here!"

The three archbishops didn't even look at him.

Moore clenched his fists and his face was extremely gloomy. Just when he was about to explode, he saw Su Ge smiling at him.

Suddenly, like a deflated ball, he retreated back speechless.

Bells followed up and said: "I know you will ignore us, but I express my views on behalf of our elf sect. We think Mr. Su Ge Sotos should be allowed to leave."

"Shut up!" Horace seized the opportunity, growling like a mad dog with a ferocious expression.

At this time, he needs to show his attitude and make meritorious deeds.

Bales glanced at Horace, then sneered and looked away from him, as if he saw an ugly piece of shit.

The core of the Elven Cult is unity and friendship, and what they hate most is this kind of person who framed their compatriots.

Su Ge felt very comfortable at this time, because he knew that he was not alone and helpless, and not all of the world was dyed in the colors of March.

For a moment, he was full of pride.

He looked at the three lord-level archbishops, and said proudly: "Do you really think you have the chance to win?"

"With the three lords present, it would be a big joke if you let one of the masters run away." Laurie said, and with a wave of his hands, countless darkness roared in, instantly encircling Su Ge, like countless black shadows. A golden hoop wrapped around Su Ge.

Boom!
A heavy bell sounded again, but Laurie was a lord after all, and the power of the evening bell did not break the black bondage.

"I don't want to hurt you, you'd better be honest." Xiao glanced at the butcher who bowed his head, and said seriously.

Su Ge replied indifferently: "When you stood in front of me, you already hurt me."

Boom!Boom!Boom!
As soon as the words fell, there were waves of deep bells.

After three strokes, the black bondage was directly broken by Wan Zhong.

"Impossible! What kind of knowledge is this!?" Seeing this, Laurie was shocked.

Equally shocked, were everyone else.

Su Ge opened his mouth at this moment and began to chant.

I am a person who upholds the mandate of heaven, giving redemption to souls, appeasement to ghosts, liberation to undead souls, and death to the filthy.

I am the walker who purifies the world, the guide of the dead, the pacifier of the evil spirits, the liberator of the ghosts, the pacifier of the soul, the soul-suppressor of the ghosts, the guide to the underworld, the executor of the evening bell .

Death is my robe, the evening bell is my body, the sound waves are my blade, and the soul is my people.

I listen to the voice of the dead, interpret the appeal of the soul, wander in the ocean of death, take the boat of the evening bell, wander in the abyss, and go to and from the underworld.

"Damn it! Stop him! He is the abyss of the valley..." At this moment, the undead Ryan seemed to have thought of something, and said in shock, his body appeared behind Suge in an instant, and he was about to backstab as if teleported.

Su Ge sneered at the corner of his mouth after singing, "It's really an old routine."

The undead man just raised his dagger, but felt that he was enveloped by a black thing.

"Could it be..." He instantly recalled the fear deep in his memory.

　Next will enter the climax of this volume.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)