Hail the King

Chapter 370, he is terrible

Sun Fei always wanted to know where Angela’s ability came from.

Today, Baresi’s words faintly guide a speculation—perhaps only those who have the purest souls of time can communicate with the fierce animals in nature to make those beasts unguarded. Even generate relatives and dependence.

The purest soul can complete the most direct communication.

Even Sun Fei vaguely felt that Angela’s body still had some other secrets. It was definitely not just the purity of the soul. This secret is probably related to the Holy See, so the old fox Barre can be made. The disappointment and impatience of the performance of the West, but the knights who are not clear about the reasons, there is no excessive performance.

As for the character of Kaka, the son of God, Sun Fei was the first to see it today.

This is an unfathomable role, humble and powerful, at least Sun Fei can not see the strength of Kaka. During the meeting today, Kaka has always remained calm, even when Sun Fei and Baresi are in a strong confrontation, his face is never lacking the kind of sunny smile, it is easy to get closer in an instant. The distance between each other reduces the wariness of others.

Such a person is terrible.

However, Sun Fei did not reject Kaka's heart. Instead, there was a kind feeling between the faint.

After sorting out the complicated thoughts, Sun Fei opened the portal to enter the Diablo World, but this time he did not choose the [barbarians mode], but in the game time of the day, he chose the [Amazon Warrior] mode and [ The Necromancer mode, with the fastest speed to improve the level and strength of these two characters.

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Twilight in the sky.

The east reveals a white belly, and a trace of white cloud spreads over the distant horizon.

In the early winter, the temperature in the early morning is the coldest. The trees on both sides of the ground and the road are covered with a layer of hoarfrost like silver, which is beautiful under the bright red sun.

On the avenue in the low valley, a team of about a hundred people is marching on the hoarfrost.

Immediately, the sound of the strong knight of the silver-white robes and the sound of the horseshoes slamming on the frozen road broke the silence of the early winter morning. Walking in front is a tall knight, a strong black horse nearly two meters high, snorting, white mist, and a silver metal cross in the hands of the knight shows the identity of the team -

Holy Holy See!

In the middle of the team, there is a silver-colored carriage with a faint milky white glow under the sun. The body is engraved with the unique glyph of the Holy See. The body is two meters long, there are no wheels, and hundreds of dense winds under the body. The small magic array allowed the magic wagon that weighed more than two thousand kilograms to float in the air, and proceeded smoothly and evenly by the traction of the four black horses in front.

The knights around the carriage were very strong, and they looked alert and solemnly guarded the carriage.

Within the soft and comfortable carriage, two people sit quietly, it is Kaka, one of the Holy Sees of the mainland, and his red robe, the patron of Baresi.

"Your Majesty, such a good opportunity, are you a little bit tempted?" Baresi opened his eyes and asked softly.

"I didn't see any chance." Kaka shook his head gently.

"This... Your majesty, the woman named Angela, clearly has the most suitable physique and soul for the saint. It is definitely a rare fetus in the middle of the world. If you can bring her to the holy mountain, you will be able to I was favored by His Majesty the Pope, and I was sure that there was no time. This woman had no problem with the Holy See who became the Holy See. If she really became a saint, then our Nanshan Mountain is in the Holy Mountain. Power will inevitably increase, and then..."

"Take her on the holy mountain? You didn't see that she is already Alexander?" Kaka smiled and interrupted the illusion of the gods.

"Oh, the sixth-class affiliate of a small first-class empire, as long as you are willing to leave, is it true that the shampoo king dares to disobey your command?" Baresi sneered, the winter sun shines through the curtains. His wrinkled face, when the ditch and gully are clear, this white face appears to be inexplicable, and there is a world of difference with the kind-hearted gods that many people see.

"If it's just a king of a dependent country, it's better to say it, but the teacher should understand that Alexander's identity is not just as simple as a king of a dependent country."

"You mean the golden force?"

Kaka nodded.

Baresi frowned: "From the history of the history of the shampoo king, it seems that suddenly there is some kind of unknown force behind the support, if he is the "child of God" is also possible, after all, let one before The idiot who has never practiced martial arts has become a fascinating genius, and only the Holy See has the means to create such a miracle..." When he said it, he smiled confidently and said: "But even if he It is the [God's Son], and it is estimated that it has only recently been discovered by the Holy See. Otherwise, it will not begin to take the lead recently. For such a weakly-rooted Son of God, what is your fear, just take this opportunity... ”

At the end of the day, Baresi's face showed a strange and terrible look, although he did not say it later, but this expression has clearly expressed his meaning.

That is... killing the shampoo king.

Only one of the sacred people of the Holy See’s peers of the ages will eventually embark on the supreme throne of the Holy Mountain. Therefore, the competition between them is indispensable, and the major factions within the Holy See compete for power and mutual benefit. In the midst of tumbling, this competition has shown a vicious circle more often.

In history, the fall of the Son of God is not an incredible thing. The contemporary Pope Sepp Blatter is on the throne of dozens of former gods.

In the continent of such a jungle law, it is very normal for Baresi to see a future competitor with the power and strength of Kaka.

"Teacher, your killing is too heavy." Kaka shook his head.

Baresi sighed.

"Your Majesty, you are too kind and innocent, have traveled the mainland for many years, have been used to the **** hurricanes and ugliness of the world, but have never been willing to admit the cruelty of this world. But your majesty, no matter what, you have to remember, body For one of the most dazzling candidates in the Holy See [Child of God], your destiny has been doomed since birth. The sympathy and compassion of the woman's benevolence will not help you in the future, only to embark on the ultimate throne. Only then can you get the inner relief."

Kaka just smiles.

Baresi could only sigh again, but did not say anything.

For a conversation like this, in the past few years, I don’t know how many times have happened.

Although Baresi has never been able to convince the handsome Son of God, he never gave up persuasion.

Just like this one, just as soon as there is a chance, Baresi will instill his own theory, because the secrets of the Holy See that he has seen in his fifty years of life have told Baresi that he is right. An overly benevolent [son of God] cannot survive in the power of the faction among the most horrific organizations of the Holy See, no matter how powerful you are.

He must convince Kaka.

Because of his fate, he has been firmly tied together since he became Kaka’s first red robe.

"This time, please let me do the Lord for you, and Angela is a woman who is very important to the future of my Majesty. No matter what means I use it, I will take it for you." Baresi is like Determined what determination, suddenly and firmly said.

"Don't get rid of the shampoo king." Kaka looked at the stubborn old man and said seriously: "He is terrible and will become even more terrible in the future."

"So I have to solve everything now." Baresi did not let it go.

Kaka is about to say something again, and suddenly his face changes, and Baresi sitting opposite is also a big change.

The two had not had time to say anything, and there was a whistling sound of a slap in the ear, and then a thin black dagger did not know when the silver carriage was broken. It was only the moment of lightning. In front of Baresi's eyes, with a touch of chilling light, wipe the throat of this burly godmother.

assassin!

This is really an elbow change.

Who can think of it, even if someone is daring to assassinate the important members of the Holy See in broad daylight, who can think of it, under the protection of hundreds of powerful Knights of the Holy See, someone can quietly invade the silver carriage? , the pain killer.

Fortunately, Baresi's strength is good and the response is not slow.

In a hurry, the white-haired burly goddess showed a rare calm, sitting still in the same place, the right hand filled with a milky white flame, and the holy force was madly urged to take his own meat. He firmly grasped the cold light that was wiped into the throat.

"Looking for death!" Baresi succeeded in screaming and screaming.

He was about to fight back strongly, his face changed instantly, and finally there was a shock in his eyes, because under the blessing of the Holy Power, the hard steel hand could not hold the dark dagger, a drama. The pain then came, and the palm was cut by a short sword in an instant.

This short sword is actually a weapon of the gods, which can break the holy force.

boom!

In a hurry, Baresi felt the death threat, and the horrible sacred force in the burly body broke out like a roaring roar. The milky white flames smashed like a tidal wave, ruining everything inside the carriage. In the middle of the crash, the whole silver carriage floated like a breadcrumb, and the carriage exploded instantly!

At the same time, the figure that held the black dagger was scattered.

Under such a strong slam dunk like a huge tide, the Knights of the Holy Spirit who were protected around the carriage were caught off guard, and even the horses flew out, and the fragile was like the winter wheat husk in the hurricane.

"Ha ha ha ha, I can't think of the Master of the Master, you are actually a strongman of the month?"

In the hoarseness, with a crazy laughter, the figure that just flew out was re-shot at a faster speed. The black dagger in the hand was like a serpent's letter, chopped up the white flame of the sky, toward Baresi's heart was stabbed in the ground, and this blow was filled with the horrible feeling of going back without a return, giving the impression that the jade was burning.

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The fifth is more.

Start tomorrow, compensate everyone.

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