Lord Roar

Chapter 371

For the ultimate big boss of the human race, the Pope, if Allen said that he didn't have any awe in his heart, it would be pure bragging, but he couldn't say that he was afraid or not. They were all made of meat. Who could stab them in without bleeding?

The purpose of coming to the Holy Mountain this time is to determine whether it is possible to go to the front without the second frontier army of the Locke Kingdom. As long as the Pope nods, he will prepare to lead the Bloodhoof Tribe to the battle.

After the Pope glanced at Allen, he walked back to the platform silently, and said after a moment of silence: "Then it's settled like this. If you need it, within three days, I will send someone to send it to the Fortress of Holy Light." , remember, if you fail to do what you promised after ten days, the second frontier army of the Locke Kingdom must leave the Fort of Holy Light and rush to the hinterland of the Great Wasteland to defend against the enemy."

"Yes, the longer the Holy See Legion delays, the more confident we Bloodhoof tribe will be."

The Great Pope, who had been smiling all the time, suddenly showed a very strange expression, and his tone was full of pity and sighed: "Even the Beamon orcs are living beings, and not believing in the Holy Father does not mean that the Holy Father has given up on them. All races in the world are the children of the Holy Father, but we are killing each other. How sad it is, this is not what the Holy Father wants, let alone what we think. May those souls who disappeared in the flames of war, To be able to return again to the arms of the Father."

Allen looked at the Grand Pope, not even letting go of every slight change in expression on his face.

It's a pity that he found helplessly that the Great Pope's expression, tone, and every detail of his body were not fake.

It seems that the biggest executioner of the human race is really praying for those Beamon orcs who died in battle at this moment.

Allen has seen many clever fraudsters, and they all have one thing in common, that is, before deceiving others, he has already firmly believed in the lie, that is to say, before deceiving others, he must first tell himself the truth, and Mr. The Pope is undoubtedly such a man.

Perhaps he is indeed pitying those souls who died on the battlefield, and he doesn't even want the Beamon orcs to die in battle, but this doesn't mean that he will put down his butcher knife to show mercy.

This kind of person is undoubtedly the kind of weird bastard who kills other people's families while confessing and saying sorry.

Allen didn't like dealing with this kind of people the least, so he took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Orpheus beside him.

Orpheus glanced casually and nodded at the Pope.

The Pope looked at Allen, and asked in a playful tone: "This paper formula has been coveted by various forces on the mainland for a long time, and it is also a means for your Bloodhoof tribe to save their lives. Are you sure you will give it to me?"

Allen smiled shyly and said: "Hey, the recipe records can only produce semi-finished products, and they have to be sent to our Bloodhoof tribe for further processing. Isn't this afraid of tiring your holy mountain, noble gentlemen of the holy mountain It’s not like our bloodhoof tribe’s mud legs, we should do the hard work.”

"Hahahaha." The Great Pope laughed heartily and said, "It is rumored that the Bloodhoof Tribe has plucked wild geese, and its chiefs are even iron cocks. It is true. If you dare to play tricks in front of me, your Bloodhoof Chief is No.1. .”

Orpheus also jokingly said: "If there is no Juggernaut Tai to make a good claim, Holy Mountain would have obtained this paper formula long ago."

Hearing the mention of Juggernaut Tai, the Great Pope stopped smiling, and seemed to inadvertently ask: "Chief Bloodhoof, do you know where Juggernaut Tai is now?"

Allen spread his hands, it has nothing to do with me where the idiot is.

"Perhaps you haven't heard of the referee, but the Templar, have you seen it in the outpost county?"

Allen's eyes twitched, and the monster that only knew how to kill and was neither human nor beast appeared in his mind.

Back then in Outpost County, it was precisely because Hurent summoned the Templars that he crushed and killed those hidden guards fighting spirit masters, and even forced old Lacey to summon a portal for himself and Di Na ran away.

"Yes, it seems that you still have reverence in your heart." The Great Pope nodded and said, "The sword master Tai has already resigned from the post of legion commander. Templar, and before his body is destroyed, there is only one request."

Allen's eyes narrowed. He wasn't in awe, but heard a hint of warning from the Pope's tone.

And he didn't need the Pope to tell him that he could guess that the higher the position in the Holy See, the more insane he was, not only paranoid, but also desperate.

Sure enough, the Great Pope pondered for a moment and then said lightly: "After the two clans fight, he will take revenge on you as a templar."

Allen cursed secretly, the bastards of the Holy See, they took the initiative to provoke others, not to mention it, and they went into a turmoil when they couldn't beat them.
Although the Templars carry the word knight, they have nothing to do with knights at all.

Not to mention the huge size, the body is not his own, the most is to use the magic power of the Holy Light to piece together a huge monster, and then forcefully stuff the voluntary soul into it, which is no different from sorcery.

But now this is not something Allen should consider. He gave a silent salute and left the hall. Although the Pope kept smiling, he always felt that the inner hall was gloomy, especially the hidden ones. The Great Pope gave him an inexplicable sense of danger.

Orpheus nodded to his father, followed Allen and left.

Watching the back of Allen leaving, the Great Pope still had that smiling expression.

After the two left, a weak wave of elemental magic power suddenly appeared around the Grand Pope, and a narrow space crack suddenly appeared.

Albert, the space system holy mage known as the most powerful man in the continent, walked out of it frowning.

Looking at his friends for many years, the Pope said slightly dissatisfied: "Next time, can you come in through the main entrance."

Albert rolled his eyes and said, "Then what's the use of me practicing space magic?"

The Pope was speechless.

"Is this little guy really the chosen one of Chaos, the God of Chaos?"

The Great Pope sighed and said, "I only saw a struggling soul."

"Can't see through?" Albert was a little confused.

"I can see through it, but I don't understand it."

"Oh, is that so?" After Albert finished speaking, a space crack appeared around him again, and after the whole person got into it, the space crack disappeared out of thin air.

Allen, who walked out of the inner hall, always felt that a pair of eyes were not paying attention to him all the time, not hostility, but curiosity, a feeling that he was like a guinea pig.

Orpheus noticed Allen's strangeness and sighed slightly.

Allen asked in a low voice: "That idiot Juggernaut Tai, if he doesn't become a good legion commander, what kind of templar should he be? Isn't he humiliating himself?"

Orpheus walked up to Allen, stared closely at his eyes and asked, "Are you really ignorant, or are you pretending not to be ignorant?"

Allen shrugged, saying that I really don't know.

Orpheus was silent for a moment, and said leisurely: "The talent of the Juggernaut can be said to be the pride of the Holy See, and it is also well-known in the mainland. There is also a Tier [-] dragon as a combat partner, and it is the Dragon Knight who is the most powerful in the Holy See. Legion."

"Don't tell me I haven't thought about it carefully, this guy is really a tall, rich and handsome man standing at the pinnacle of his life."

"It's a pity, but I met you." Orpheus said with emotion: "After losing to you, although you didn't humiliate him, it was a great shame to him. The destruction of the third-order dragon was brought back by the dragon messenger. , Shengshan will give you a lot of benefits to redeem him."

Allen snorted coldly and said: "Only he can bully others, but not others bully him? What's wrong with the Juggernaut, can the Juggernaut not fight? Or can't he be defeated?"

"Anyone can be defeated, but the extremely strong can't, let alone the Juggernaut." Orpheus said with emotion: "Brother Tai, he has too much obsession. It is precisely because of this obsession that He became the youngest sword master, but it is precisely because of this obsession that he became a templar who lost his body."

Allen was about to speak with a look of disdain, when a rift in the void suddenly appeared beside him, and a fat little old man walked out in a simple cloth.

Orpheus shouted respectfully: "Master Albert, Orpheus greets you."

"Space-type holy step?" Allen frowned, ready to release the puppet and Conslet from the different-space necklace at any time.

Albert glanced at the necklace in Allen's hand with a smile, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Oh, there are so many steel golems, amazing, and there is an elemental user who shields his own magic power fluctuations, is a magister? Look Come on, you are going to demolish the holy mountain."

Allen retorted: "How dare you, with you old guy sitting on the holy mountain, how dare I, the barbarian chiefs, make a mistake."

"Your Excellency Allen, don't be unreasonable." Orpheus was taken aback. It was the first time he had seen someone dare to talk to Master Albert like that.

Albert waved his hand at Orpheus to show that it's okay, and said with a smile: "Young people, don't be too arrogant, don't think that the Holy Mountain has scruples, you can be arrogant."

"Oh." Allen said with a long sigh: "It turns out that I have some scruples, hehe, are you afraid that the [-] barbarians will fight back?"

He hated this old guy looking at him unscrupulously, like a senior old prostitute in Dongguan Bath Center choosing a technician, and he only came up to touch him twice.

Albert shot a ray of light from his eyes, pointed directly at Alan's eyes, and said expressionlessly: "I, Albert, dare not say that the strongest person in the mainland, but it is still easy to deal with you, a little barbarian chief. You have the courage to be so presumptuous in front of me? Are you afraid that after the war between the two clans, I will settle accounts with the Holy Mountain Autumn Queen?"

Orpheus saw that Albert was angry, and was about to make a noise, but was glared at by the other party, showing a sudden realization, and retreated to the side.

Allen blinked and said, "That has to wait until after autumn, doesn't it?"

"Hahahahahaha." Albert couldn't stop laughing, looked at Allen and scolded with a smile: "You little guy is really crazy, you are really lucky to be able to live to this day."

Seeing that Albert was not hostile, Allen said in a tone of praise or disapproval, "That's not crazy for you. I dared to go to Lieyan Longchen alone decades ago to find myself uncomfortable."

Albert seemed to be scratched to an itch, his eyes lit up and he said, "You know about this too? That old fellow Conslet told you?"

Orpheus looked puzzled, he had never heard of this.

Allen nodded and gave a thumbs up: "I won't accept anyone on the mainland, so I will obey you. I ran shirtless to Raging Flame Dragon City to find fault, although the sixth-order dragon almost didn't break it to pieces."

"Hahahahahaha, ashamed, ashamed, fortunately I majored in the space department and escaped from the Flame Dragon City." Albert looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

The guardian knights of the holy mountain hidden in the dark looked at each other, wondering why Master Albert, whom everyone feared, went crazy today and talked and laughed with the Son of Chaos.

"Grandpa, I was already a sub-sage back then, and I encountered a bottleneck for several years in advancing. When I arrived in Raging Flame Dragon City, I either died or became a saint." Albert said a little madly: "Grandpa, although I lost, But to break through the cage and become a holy rank, although it takes several years of cultivation, it is worth it."

Looking at Allen, Albert restrained his crazy smile, and asked again with a smile: "How is that old guy Conslet doing now?"

"Are you old?" Allen was very confused. Before, he thought that the handsome old man might have something to do with the Grand Pope, but he didn't expect to have something to do with Saint Albert, who is known as the strongest man in the mainland.

(End of this chapter)