Lord Roar

Chapter 503 Crazy
Hearing that the other party actually asked him what was redundant on the St. Cassis Continent, Alan shrugged. He thought he was quite redundant.

Helena changed the subject, and said quietly: "Religion, and faith!"

Alan was startled, subconsciously sat up straight and looked at Helen Lena warily.

Helena turned a blind eye and said to herself: "Because of religion, races are hostile to each other, and because of belief, the natives on this continent kill each other."

Allen squinted his eyes and asked suddenly: "The 'we' you just said didn't just refer to you and Edward, did it? It wasn't even Sabak's rebel army, right?"

Helena waved her palm lightly, her eyes couldn't tell whether it was admiration or sarcasm.

"Alan, have you ever thought about it, if there is no Holy See, if there is no ruling class of Bimon Shabak, and even without those hypocritical religions and meaningless beliefs, all the races on the continent of St. What a beautiful and exciting picture it would be to live peacefully with each other."

Allen was shocked by Helen Lena's remarks. After a long while, he asked with a half-smile: "It would be better if there is no royal power, no imperial power, no ruling class, right?"

Helena looked at Allen, as if trying to tell whether the other party really thought so or was just teasing.

Allen continued to ask: "Behind you is the Ice and Snow Goddess Cult?"

"It can be said yes, or it can be said no."

"Isn't the Ice and Snow Goddess Sect still a religious group that believes in gods?" Allen said with a sneer, "Based on these remarks, those orcs with a brain full of water dare to confront the Beast Emperor?"

"No, if the day comes when all races are united, the Ice and Snow Goddess Sect will also be completely wiped out in history."

Allen shook his head helplessly, Helen Lena really couldn't stay.

At the very least, he couldn't stay in this barren ancient plain. If it wasn't for Dina's reasons, he would have made a move long ago.

He can be sure that this woman is completely crazy, crazy to the bone.

It wasn't because hatred made her crazy, but to do crazy things under the guise of hatred.

"Apart from the Holy See and Shabak's core power circle, who else is behind you?" Allen asked with a smile: "If you want me to board a thief ship, at least let me know who is on board, you know too , I have offended many people this year."

Helene Lena didn't speak, but looked at Allen with scrutiny. After a long time, she said: "Compared with creating a new century civilization, these contradictions are nothing."

Allen is so smart, he sighed weakly and said: "It seems that the elves in the Great Forest of Stars have already made trouble with you. I have to say that you are very talented in acting!"

"You are very smart." Helen Lena praised sincerely: "Nana is right. Under the rough appearance, you have extremely keen observation skills. It is not luck or accident that you can get to where you are today."

"Hehe, thank you for your compliment." Standing up, Alan stretched his waist, and suddenly pretended to say casually: "My lord, let me take care of you."

"Carlos? How could he know?" Helene Lena's expression changed drastically during the middle of speaking.

The air seemed to condense, and Allen suddenly exploded in the next second.

"Fuck you. Damn it!" Alan picked up the stool and threw it at Helen Lena.

A black mist suddenly emerged from Helena's body, and the stool hit the ground and scattered in a pile.

"Sure enough, it's a fucking ghost spell." Allen kicked open the wooden door of the stone house, and Helene Lena stood in front of a group of Beamon warriors, looking at Allen angrily.

Several figures flew out of the magic tower in an instant, and Tilda led the soldiers and the beast elves under his command to surround Helene Lena and the others.

Conslet, Rooney, and the old butler floated in mid-air, while Brad and Destruction guarded Allen's sides.

"Protect Dina!" Allen yelled at Tilda.

The bewildered Dina was surrounded by a group of beast elves.

Looking at Helen Lena, who had nowhere to run, Allen patted his palms lightly and said, "The Dreadlord? The Grand Lich? Or the Demon Lord?"

The faces of the people in the Bloodhoof Tribe changed drastically when they heard the words, and they looked at Helen Lena in disbelief.

At this moment, Helena didn't show any panic on her face, she shook her head and said, "No, I am still Helena, a pastor of the Holy Light Department of the Holy See, and an outcast abandoned by the human race and the Holy See."

"Oh." Allen nodded and said, "It's not criminals, so it's the offline development of the Demon Race in the St. Cassis Continent?"

Allen finally understands why Helen Lena, as a human woman, is still safe and sound in Shabak.

It's just that Helen Lena hides deeper than Menthor, and her methods are also more clever.

Yamensol has been tossing for so long, and he has brought the Principality of Sadido into the pit, and his identity has been exposed. In essence, he has not brought much harm to the San Cassis continent.

Looking at Helen Lena again, Beamon's ability to initiate a war between the two clans must be inseparable from her, not to mention how many forces the organization represented by her has infiltrated.

As far as what can be confirmed now, there are the core power circle of Bimon, the human race, the Holy See, the Ice and Snow Goddess Cult, and the elves in the Great Forest of Stars.

If it wasn't for Alan's little trick just now, Helen Lena would not have been exposed at all.

"You are working hand in hand with the demons, which is the same as seeking skin with a tiger." Alan glanced at Dina with some embarrassment. He really didn't want to kill her. After all, this woman is still Dina's mother. No one can change this. no.

There seemed to be some madness in Helena's eyes, and she said disdainfully: "We and the Lich King of the Demon Race are just using each other. Saint Cassis is sick, religion is sick, believers are sick, these People who are extremely sick can all be sent to the demon plane, and the rest of the healthy people have the right to live on this continent, you are still too ignorant after all."

"Ignorance?" Allen sighed, he didn't want to explain, and couldn't explain.

The so-called gods, that is, those ancient life forms, passed on something similar to spiritual imprints to the blood and soul of all races at the beginning of creation.

Although he doesn't know what happened thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years ago, causing the beliefs of many races to collapse, but Allen believes that despite this, each race still maintains awe of their creator from the bottom of their hearts.

Even Helena, although she is not a devout believer of the Holy Father, still believes that she and every human race were created by the Holy Father.

This is the rule, a rule similar to a shackle.

The healthy people that Helena said are not because they have no faith, but because as time goes by, the racial blood in their bodies becomes more and more impure, so their faith will slowly begin to waver.

"Except for Helen Lena, kill all those Behemoth orcs." Allen raised his hand, just about to say to do it, when suddenly something happened, and Dina behind him let out an exclamation.

Looking back, I saw a beast elf pressing a black dagger against Dina's neck.

Allen didn't know this beast elf. It seemed that he came from Sabac yesterday, not Tilda's original subordinate.

Allen wasn't surprised, and he didn't blame Tilda either. After all, even he didn't expect this situation.

"The obsidian-polished dagger is engraved with ghostly spell runes. Don't act rashly." Helen Lena beckoned to the beast spirit behind Dina.

The beast elf hugged Dina and walked to Helene Lena's side.

"You can't fight the demons. You have been to the demon plane, and you should be more aware of the huge gap between Saint Cassis Continent and the demon plane." Helen Lena glanced at Dina with an expression of no guilt. Nothing, just said with a crazy face: "Peace can only be exchanged through transactions. We hand over these sick people to the demons, so that the Saint Cassis Continent will be safe and sound. A hundred years ago, a thousand years later, history will be for you." We rectify your name, you, including the Bloodhoof Tribe, don't become a sinner of history!"

Allen snapped his fingers, and Kaka came out more and more.

"Are the demons very powerful? Have you ever been to the plane of the demons?" Pointing to Kaka, Alan continued: "One of the two major disaster resisters of the demons, and another named Carlos, his body is cold. "

(End of this chapter)