Coiling Dragon: Long Snake Life

Chapter 88 Fallen Angel

The battle between the four empires, one can imagine how much soul power it can bring to Zilin.

But only when the two have the same strength, can they continue to fight. One-sided strength does not have any long-term benefits for Zilin.

But the strength of the high-level is easy to manage, and the strength of the bottom is completely dependent on its own background, and there is no way to improve it in a short time.

"Bring me the map." Zi Lin frowned and said to Emperor Luo Ao.

"Yes, my lord"

In a short time, a map of Yulan Continent appeared in front of Zilin.

"Sunset Mountain Range, Warcraft Mountain Range, Dark Vatican" carefully looked at the several spheres of influence connected to the Yulan Empire, and finally fixed his eyes on the Dark Vatican. Although he is the king of Warcraft, let the Warcraft save mankind, what do you think? Zi Lin felt it was ridiculous.

"Gather all the sanctuaries together." After selecting the target, Zi Lin did not intend to waste it, and was ready to collect souls from now on.

While instructing the emperor of Luo Ao Empire, he took out materials from the space ring and prepared to refine a batch of soul crystals. He was worried that his life god avatar would fall in the cemetery of the gods, so Zi Lin had already divided the contents of the ring into two parts. The artifact let the life god avatar take it to the cemetery of the gods, and kept the others by his side. The original owner of the space ring was a death-type god-level powerhouse, so there was no shortage of things to refine the container for collecting souls.

After shielding all the characters, Zi Lin began to refine the soul container needed.

When many sanctuary powerhouses came, there were already a dozen orbs exuding gray mist on Zilin's table, which were the soul containers that Zilin refined.

"My lord," many sanctuaries saluted Zilin respectfully. The number of sanctuaries gathered this time was three fewer than before. Of the five humans who went to the cemetery of the gods last time, only Brin and the old man from the dark church returned safely. All people fell to the cemetery of the gods.

"One person takes one." Zi Lin waved his hand lightly, and the soul container on the table floated precisely in front of everyone.

"This is a soul container. I have some divine power in it, which can absorb souls within a hundred meters. Aren't you fighting everywhere now? You take it and go to the battlefield to absorb souls. When the souls are fully absorbed, I will naturally not I'm stingy with your rewards," Zi Lin introduced to them as he saw several people looking at the soul container in front of him at a loss.

"Absorb the soul, this?" Many sanctuary powerhouses looked at me and I looked at you, suddenly at a loss.

Seeing everyone's hesitant expressions, Zi Lin also reacted immediately.

After all, as long as it is a normal human being, there is no way to accept the matter of absorbing souls. Why are necromancers so hated and everyone shouts to beat them? The most important thing is the necromancer, who uses the soul of the dead body again, and makes people feel uneasy after death, and no one wants to end up like that.

"Is someone doing it?" For his own plan, Zilin asked again, maybe because of the memory of his previous life, Zilin didn't want to force others to do something.

Just like this time, Zilin will not engage in massacres for the sake of the soul like the great wizard, but when it comes to war, Zilin doesn't mind absorbing them all.

Everyone looked at each other again without speaking.

With the reluctance of many sanctuaries, Zi Lin naturally thought of the Dark Holy See at this moment.

Zilin stood in the air, looking at the towering dark temple in the distance. The current dark temple is shrouded in a dark light curtain. The previous dark temple did not have this dark light curtain, and it should have been re-arranged in the past few hundred years. .

"My lord, don't you know what's the matter with you coming to our Dark Holy See?" Looking at Zi Lin who was flying slowly in the sky, the guards guarding the gate of the temple quickly separated one person to report to the temple, while the others looked at Zi Lin warily. .

Zi Lin glanced at the knight in front of him, but he didn't speak. Zi Lin saw clearly the person who entered just now, and someone would come out after a while.

"Master Zilin" Hasge led a group of people in black robes exuding strange souls, walking towards the outside, and shouted ecstatically when he saw Zilin.

"Go in and talk" Zilin looked at the crowd, pointed to the inside of the temple, and said.

"My lord, please please! Please! I will immediately call His Majesty the Pope." Hasgell directed the way to the guards beside him.

A group of weird men and women behind him, although the rear of Hasge, seems to be Hasge's subordinates, but they don't have the usual sense of respect, Zi Lin, who treats Hasge's compliment, looks at him with a strange look With Zilin.

Zilin is here to discuss cooperation with the Dark Vatican at this moment, not to kill people, so Zilin has no plans to investigate this group of weird people in detail.

Under the leadership of Hasge, Zi Lin stepped into this familiar church again. Apart from some familiar faces, there were also some strange people. a feeling of.

"My lord Zi Lin, I don't know what orders I have for coming to the Dark Holy See this time." The Dark Pope greeted him respectfully with a smile on his face.

"Hundreds of years have passed, and the Dark Holy See has become stronger." Looking at the scene of no less than 20 people around him, Zi Lin said with a smile.

"However, at any time, garbage with the strength of level nine can come to the temple meeting." Pointing at those weird people, they obviously only have the strength of level nine, but they look down on everyone.

"You are just an aborigine, you dare to insult the servant of the Lord" a person who was originally following Hasg shouted loudly.

The faces of the Dark Pope and many sanctuaries of the original Dark Holy See changed, but for some unknown reason, they all wanted to persuade them, but they didn't know how to speak.

"Huh?" Zi Lin looked at this man with some surprise. He didn't know how bad his brain was. A mere nine-level garbage dared to yell at himself like that.

The space suddenly became quiet, and Zi Lin walked slowly to the position of the pope in the center of the front and sat down, raised his hand, and the man who had just spoken flew into Zi Lin's hands, and the other strange people immediately drew out their swords and prepared step forward.

Suddenly time seemed to stand still, and everyone was fixed in place. A glint of complacency flashed in the corner of the dark pope's eyes, and a glint of horror flashed in the eyes of all the weird people.

Zi Lin grabbed the man's right hand with a little force, only to hear a 'click', the man's head suddenly shrugged, and then Zi Lin grabbed the man's head with his left hand.

I saw a two-winged angel soul exuding black, which was directly caught by Zilin.

"Hey, it's still an angel. I said it's so arrogant. It's the first time I've seen this kind of soul." Zi Lin played with the angel soul in his hand. Unlike ordinary human souls, this angel's soul exudes purity. The dark breath, I think these people who make Zilin feel weird are angels.

"God-level powerhouse", an angel exuding the breath of the sanctuary, looked at Zilin with some dignity.

(End of this chapter)