Lord Roar

Chapter 227 Truth and False Words

"What the hell is this called?" Allen walked back and forth under the statue of the Holy Father in a distraught state.

Holy Son Orpheus said it well, the magic element confinement jointly cast by dozens of priests of Beamon has slowly begun to weaken.

For the first time, Allen regretted that he couldn't learn any magic, not even the lowest single-body spell.

In fact, he regretted it as early as when Rooney told him that the priest used magic to imprison him.

Because he found that the ancient magic power elements in his body were still full as usual, which meant that he was not affected by any elemental imprisonment at all.

But this is of no use.

It's like everyone is participating in a marathon, and they are also allowed to cycle to the finish line.

No one has a bicycle, only you have one.

What a lucky thing this is, it's like opening a golden finger to go against the sky.

It's a pity that the only fly in the ointment is that you don't know how to ride a bicycle at all, you can only straddle the seat and stare at the ground with your legs, and your mother is not as fast as someone who doesn't ride a bicycle. . . .

During the Beamon army’s surprise attack on the Fort of Holy Light, there were also unexpected twists and turns, especially all the fighters in the fort were brave enough to delay the time. up to now.

Under the statue of the Holy Father, the holy son Orpheus and the mother with a knee injury took care of Ronningt, who was almost dying.

This guy is just like the old blind sword master on the Ganya Plain. It looks like he is about to die, but it is a pity that he will not die, and he is so resistant to life.

A large group of non-combatants sat cross-legged on the ground next to them, silently chanting the name of the Holy Father.

Allen kept turning around the teleportation array, scolding his mother from time to time.

The portal that shone with faint elemental light was not summoned by the elements, but was piled up by the rich and powerful Holy See with Warcraft crystal nuclei.

This portal alone consumes [-] to [-] high-level magic beast crystal nuclei for one use. For daily maintenance, three holy light mages need to continuously inject magic power to maintain normal operation.

It's a pity that such an expensive portal is useless now.

The magic element confinement jointly performed by Priest Beamon has indeed been weakened, but the teleportation device next to Allen is still useless. It's not that it has no effect at all, but only half of it.

In layman's terms, it can only be transmitted in one direction. Others can come, but they cannot leave.

This is actually similar to the meaning of a bicycle marathon.

"This nima is surrounded by people like bastards, just waiting to die here?" Alan walked sideways to Longningt with squinted eyes, and asked angrily: "Except for this teleportation circle, There is no other way to notify you of the Holy See’s reinforcements?”

Langningt rolled his eyes and ignored him. I still need you to ask, if there is a way, I would have taken the Son and run away.

However, the Holy Son Orpheus said with a smile: "Son of all evil chaos, the Holy Father will love us, of course, not including you."

Allen frowned instantly, grabbed Orpheus's neck and threatened: "If you say anything about the evil son of chaos, I will throw you off the city wall right now, believe it or not?"

Orpheus still had that expression of neither happiness nor sadness, and looked at Allen with a flat look in his eyes, which seemed to mean: Come on, come on, everyone hurt each other, you can't live if you leave it to me.

"Damn!" Allen threw Orpheus to the ground, and continued to circle the portal restlessly.

Seeing the Holy Son being threatened, Langningt thought of desperately fighting Allen, but unfortunately, let alone standing up now, he would have to cough for a long time to say a word, and he had to spit out a word of blood.

Allen, who had been walking for a long time and couldn't think of any solution, finally sat helplessly next to the portal, hoping that Beamon's priest would not live up to his expectations, and that the power of the priest would be exhausted as soon as possible, and the elemental imprisonment circle would disappear completely. You can run out of the portal.

It's a pity that Allen knows that what he can think of, that Beamon No. 1 handsome Mourinho will also think, will this guy give Holy Light Castle so much time?How long will Conslet and old Lacey fight for him?Allen felt that his thoughts were too naive.

At this time, he guessed that his guess was close to ten. Conslet and old magister Lacey, who had already stepped into the sub-holy rank, should not be too much affected by the imprisonment of the magic element. It is estimated that those holy sons Orpheus The evil species on the alien plane mentioned in the mouth were summoned by these two old men, and it should be to buy time for themselves.

Seeing Allen's dejected look, Orpheus walked to his side, and asked with a playful look in his eyes: "The evil bastard... No, Chief Bloodhoof, are you waiting for the portal to resume transmission after the gang of sacrificial elements are exhausted?" function?"

"Ah, what's the matter?"

Orpheus glanced back at Longningt, and found that he was resting with his eyes closed and didn't notice this side, so he whispered to Allen, "Do you know where the teleportation array is?"

"I don't know, isn't there magic coordinates? The magic coordinates you set will be sent wherever..." Alan, who was sneering at first, said that his expression froze, and after a while, he squinted his eyes and looked at Offie. S said, "What do you mean?"

"The northern parish consumes the least amount of magic beast crystal cores, but there are too many people. If the teleportation function is restored, the first consideration should be the back parish. But you know my identity, and everyone may also set the magic coordinates to the farthest. The holy mountain, but it's also the safest place."

Allen's heart sank, and he suddenly had an urge to go straight up and kick down the portal.

Rely on your uncle, even if the elements in those priests are exhausted and imprisoned and disappear, isn’t it the same as I just came out of the wolf’s lair and entered the tiger’s mouth? Orpheus’ meaning is very clear, whether it is the northern parish or the holy mountain, anyway, those who set The designated teleportation coordinates must be the territory of the Holy See. I am so lonely now, and I am also the most wanted criminal of the Holy See. It is estimated that when the front foot leaves the portal, the back foot will have to be chopped into pieces.

Thinking of this, Allen smiled, looked at Orpheus maliciously, and asked lightly, "Why did you tell me this?"

Orpheus looked at Langningt again, and asked in a low voice, "Do you think the Son of Chaos is more valuable to the Holy See, or the Holy Son?"

"Why help me?" Alan is a smart person, and he weighed the pros and cons in an instant. Although he didn't know what purpose this Orpheus reminded himself, the other party's meaning was very clear, that is, in case something unexpected happened , using him as a hostage to save his life.

Orpheus shook his head, his eyes flashed an inexplicable color and looked at the statue of the Holy Father not far away, and said lightly: "Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

"lie?"

Orpheus smiled, the expression that seemed to be indifferent to everything was extremely inconsistent with his appearance, sitting next to Allen and said: "There are many lies, for example, Beamon will attack aggressively in the near future, I believe they The teleportation device used in this sneak attack on the southern Holy See consumes a lot and cannot be inexhaustible. In the future, they will counter-attack the southern side of the mainland, and the barbarians on the Great Wasteland will be the first targets they will eradicate."

Allen nodded, and Orpheus was right. Seeing that he meant to save his life, he would lead the Bloodhoof tribe and even the entire barbarian tribe to block the Beamon army.

"This is a lie." Orpheus looked at the statue of the Holy Father again, with an inexplicable look on his immature face.

"So what about the truth?" Allen became interested.

"A real pagan, a pagan who really despises the Holy Father or even hates the Holy Father, will not behave like you under the image of the Holy Father."

Allen spread his hands and asked, "I am the Son of Chaos, can I be compared with those cats and dogs?"

"No!" Orpheus looked at Alan with firm eyes and asked, "Do you have faith?"

Allen is stunned, isn’t this nonsense, I am a son of chaos, I must have faith, and those who believe in are false gods, or else he has dragon power, a blood hoof battle ring, and can even afford a dwarf hammer to become gold Dwarf inheritor, where did all this come from?It was delivered by phone charge.

(End of this chapter)