urban evil

Chapter 600 Satellite Overhead

After reading the email, King Benma XIV put the cursor on the "Completely Smash" button and clicked, and the email disappeared in an instant.

Tuk Tuk Tuk…

The door was pushed open by a man in a red robe, and he said, "Your Majesty the Pope, I have received definite news that the thousand-year-old magic blood of the Le Senmay family was..."

"It was stolen, wasn't it? My dear Cardinal Gregory!" Pope Benma XIV said with a smile, "I already know, you must find it very strange. Hehe, it is number six cherub Tell me!"

The cardinal named Gregory bowed to the Pope and said, "Seraphim No. [-] was trained by Your Majesty yourself, so he is naturally more capable than those of mine!"

"Hehe, I just found out about it just now. Counting the time you came here, we should have heard the news at the same time! This shows that the elite Seraphim you lead is still very powerful!" The pope pointed to the opposite The chair said, "Sit down and talk. What do you think about this?"

Gregory thanked him first, then sat down on the chair, and said in a humble tone: "I have two opinions. First, it is possible to steal the thousand-year-old magic blood under the eyes of the two princes of the Le Senmey family. This person must be very powerful; second, who stole it and what is his purpose? I think this is very important, because few people in this world can sneak into the treasure house of the Le Senmay family. Get out of the way.

The Pope nodded and said with a smile: "Gregory, I know what you are suspicious of. I can tell you very clearly that I am not the one who stole things!"

"Your Majesty, I definitely don't mean that!" Gregory hurriedly stood up, expressing his position, and said, "I'm just wondering why after Le Senmay lost the treasure, instead of blocking the news, he took the initiative to release the news. "

"This is advancing with retreat!" Benma XIV signaled Gregory to sit down again, and said: "Anyway, it has been stolen, and I don't know who stole it, so why don't you take the initiative to speak out and look at the opinions of all parties?" Reaction, so as to judge who is the thief!"

Gregory nodded and said, "Your Majesty's analysis makes sense! I think we should do something, otherwise, suspicions from all sides will converge on the head of the Holy Church."

"You are very thoughtful, so do what you want!" said the Pope.

What Gregory meant was to point the finger at Holy Emperor Gein of the Blood Race, and insist that Saint Emperor Gein stole the thousand-year-old blood. .

At this time, Holy Emperor Gein also received the news, confirming that the incident was not done by his own people, and immediately announced that the thief was Pope Benma XIV.

In this way, the two sides began to bite dogs, and Luo Lei was taking Alisa to visit the architectural style of the Holy Church.

Alisa pointed to the towering spire of the largest church, and said in a low voice, "The holy water may be on it."

The so-called holy water is not uncommon in the Holy Church, but there is only one place of holy water in the true sense, and it is very secret, even the senior officials in the Holy See do not know where it is stored.

The chalice used in the last supper of Jesus Christ was used as the container for receiving the holy water. It is said that such holy water only produces such a small cup in a year, which can fundamentally purify the drinker's mind, get rid of pain, and even There is also the function of bringing the dead back to life.

"It must be well guarded!" Alisa said.

The two of them pretended to be a couple on tour, no matter when they entered the country or when they were wandering around here, they were not suspected by anyone.

The closer he got to the largest church, the more Luo Lei felt that the people inside were not simple. He once asked the old man to closely observe an ordinary archbishop, and found that he had the strength no less than that of a master of cultivation in the spiritual death period.

But on the surface, the archbishop is more like an amiable priest.

The blood race has been fighting with the Holy See for thousands of years, and both sides know the situation of their enemies very well.According to Nivena, the pope has the best status and the most powerful in the holy church. When each pope dies, he will pass on his skills to his successor.

Below the pope, there are twelve cardinal archbishops, followed by ordinary archbishops.

Among them, there are Seraphs who earn points and are in charge of punishment. They are either directly ordered by the Pope, or they are sent by a certain cardinal to perform various tasks.

At the beginning, when the Seraphim battle group was formed, the purpose was to deal with the vampires. It can be said that the seraphim stood on the front line against the vampires. With the progress of the times and the development of society, in addition to dealing with the high vampires, they also engaged in some intelligence class work.

The fighting power of the cherub is better than that of ordinary archbishops, and there is a certain gap between them and the red-clothed archbishops. It can be said that they are a sharp knife of the Holy Church.

The pope and the holy emperor are on the same level, and the twelve cardinals are equivalent to the princes in the blood clan.

"Looks like we have to steal it!" Luo Lei shrugged and said, "I hope that after losing the holy water, the Holy Church will choose to keep silent because of fear of shame. Have a good fight!"

"Husband, what good is this for us?" Alisa asked in confusion. In her opinion, all she needed to do was find the holy water. Why did she have to start a war between the Holy See and the Blood Race?

Luo Lei explained: "This is to buy time for Nivena. You must know that the appearance of a reborn vampire will attract the attention of many people. Neither the Holy Church nor the vampire Holy Emperor will stand idly by, let alone let one of them To grow stronger every day, only by provoking a battle between the two factions is the best protection for Nivena!"

"Understood!" Alisa was still a little jealous.

"Wife Shasha, I've always found it very strange, why do you have no opinion at all about my dating with so many Chinese girls, but you care so much about that little ghost of Nivena?" Luo Lei couldn't figure it out all the time. understand the problem.

Alisa gave him a white look, and snorted, "That's because no matter how many Chinese girls you have around you, I am unique as a European! But with more Nivea, I can only get half of your love. "

It turned out that this was the case, Luo Lei quickly put his arms around the beautiful killer's willow waist, and said seriously: "Sasha, don't worry, no matter who it is, no one can take your place in my heart, what I said is true!"

"What about Nivena?" Alisa asked back.

"Well, we'll talk about it later! Anyway, she's not as important as you, Sasha's wife, hehe!" Luo Lei is still very good at coaxing girls.

"Husband is so kind!" Alisa happily sent a kiss, and the two walked towards the next attraction intimately.

As a necromancer, Nivena could not resist the 24-hour uninterrupted singing of the Holy See, so she could only temporarily live in the Cappadocia Castle.

Luo Lei's phone rang, and it was Murong Hanwei calling.

"Miss Weiwei, miss your husband so soon?" Luo Lei said to the phone with a smile.

"How is the operation? Why haven't I heard the news of the disbandment of the Scarlet Blood Mercenary Group?" Murong Hanwei said: "You guys are not busy picking up girls in Europe, are you?"

It's no good to say that women are too smart, but the beautiful Murong guessed it right away.

"No, no, didn't I find out that Chixue is connected with the blood race, and now I'm going to make a move to fish in troubled waters!" Luo Lei said with a dry smile: "Don't worry, Mrs. Weiwei, you will hear the good news soon !"

"Really, could it be that I blamed you by mistake, I shouldn't!" Murong Hanwei didn't quite believe Luo Lei's nonsense.

Luo Lei slapped his chest loudly, and assured him, "I'm telling the truth! By the way, have you ever heard of a Wolverine claw? By the way, help me find some werewolf information, I can use it!"

"Werewolf, aren't you looking for trouble with the blood race?" Murong Hanwei said in surprise: "Why are you getting involved with werewolves again? I've heard of Wolverine claws. It's the leftmost of the three claws on the right hand of a King Kong-level werewolf." That one is as hard as a diamond, very sharp!"

"Then quickly help me find one!" Luo Lei said.

Murong Hanwei said angrily: "You thought it was chicken feet, you can find one at random! Even if you kill a Wolverine, there is no guarantee that you will get its sharp claws, because after the death of the werewolf The moment they hit it, they'll explode their claws!"

Damn, this werewolf is not kind enough, he is dead, and he doesn't leave anything useful for the living.

"However, I can help you find it, but I don't guarantee that you will find it!" Murong Hanwei said.

"Hehe, of course it's good if you find it, it doesn't matter if you can't find it!" Luo Lei thought in his heart, it's a big deal if he goes to trouble the werewolf again, it's no big deal!

Isn't it just turning the European side upside down? Anyway, they have already provoked the Holy See and the Blood Race, so they don't care about including werewolves!

"Well, wait for my news! Goodbye!" Murong Hanwei didn't give Luo Lei a chance to linger on the phone for a while, and hung up the line readily.

Luo Lei shrugged his shoulders and said to himself: "My wife, Weiwei, is a little tempered today. Could it be that she found out that I was picking up girls? Probably not, shit, is it a satellite in the sky?"

Thinking of this, Luo Lei couldn't help raising his head and looked towards the sky.

In the Nine War Room, Murong Hanwei and a few colleagues stood in front of a huge monitor, and the person in the monitor was obviously Luo Lei.

Sure enough, the Ninth Office used military satellites and successfully found him among tens of thousands of tourists.

You know, Alisa, a European beauty, has been hugged by Luo Lei all the time, how could the beautiful Murong not be jealous.

Everyone saw that guy raised his head and looked at the sky, as if he had already discovered the clue, one of them exclaimed: "As expected of the most powerful people in our nine divisions, they all sensed that we are watching him!"

Murong Hanwei was sweating profusely, thinking that that kid was just a coincidence!

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