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Strange... humanoid creatures?

Some terrifying images of lizardmen suddenly emerged in Zhang Yi's mind.

He immediately frowned and asked, "Are they lizardmen? The kind from the Wuluan Empire?"

Alexey shook his head. He thought for a moment and said in a tangled way, "They are a group of people covered in heavy armor. No, maybe... their bodies are made of steel. They are very strange, but extremely strong."

"If you go to the Far East, you may encounter them. At that time, I hope you must be extremely careful!"

"It's best to... run away."

Alexey used the word "run away" to Zhang Yi, which surprised Zhang Yi.

Because Alexey knew very well that Zhang Yi's current strength was definitely at the world's top level.

In other words, could that kind of humanoid creature threaten Zhang Yi's life?

Zhang Yi said in a deep voice: "Thank you, I'll remember it!"

After the communication ended, Zhang Yi immediately asked Deng Shentong: "Have you heard of this kind of humanoid creature?"

Deng Shentong also frowned, "No. I have never heard of the existence of humanoid creatures in those mechanical legions."

Zhang Yi remembered that there were indeed no humanoid creatures in the images that Alexei had given him before.

"I understand."

"It seems that they are the manipulators behind the mechanical legion."

Deng Shentong said: "Let's go to the Far East first. After crossing the Bailong River, I asked her to wait for us around there."

The person Deng Shentong mentioned was naturally his hidden line. It was very necessary to have a guide who was familiar with the local situation when going to Fremons this time.

...

In Shengjing City, there were bursts of chain noises under the Dragon Locking Well.

Extending thousands of meters underground, in a huge cave, a pair of scarlet eyes slowly opened in the shadows.

The huge creature could vaguely see its shape. As its body slowly moved, the friction of its scales made a creepy sound, accompanied by the sound of chains colliding.

The eyes looked forward, and two figures slowly walked over from there.

Hou Tu was wearing a black and red cloak, and Shang Daowen stood beside her.

The two stopped dozens of meters away from the huge creature.

"What are you doing here again?"

The huge creature spoke human words, and they were clear Mandarin.

Hou Tu looked at the huge creature in the shadow and slowly said: "Something unusual happened in the outside world. Do you know what it is?"

The creature in the shadow was a little impatient.

"You always bother me with such troublesome things."

Hou Tu said lightly: "This is the contract you made with Huaxu Country, isn't it?"

The huge creature snorted impatiently.

"But this world can accommodate me. Soon I will be able to leave, and I will no longer need you."

Hou Tu raised her head, as if she was looking at the sky through the thick earth.

"Don't worry, that day is not now at least. And I believe that sooner or later, you will need our help."

"Then, can you tell me what happened in that cold land in the north?"

Faced with Hou Tu's question, the giant creature did not answer directly.

He just curled his head into his scales, and his voice came out dull and slow.

"I don't know."

Hou Tu and Shang Daowen both frowned.

But before they could continue to speak, the giant creature said again: "But I advise you that there is an extremely terrifying existence in that place. Don't touch it!"

"Don't do it."

"Don't do it."

"Don't get close."

"Even we must be in awe of it."

After saying that, the giant creature suddenly became irritable.

"Go away!"

Hou Tu and Shang Dao Wen seemed to have gotten used to its mood swings, so they had to retreat.

After taking the elevator back to the ground, Hou Tu asked Shang Dao Wen: "What do you think about this matter?"

Shang Dao Wen said softly: "Even he said so, I think we'd better not go over and take risks. After all, your body has just recovered."

"Besides, we can't tell whether those things in the sky are enemies or friends. Neither of us can leave Shengjing."

Hou Tu frowned slightly, and the appearance of Zhang Yi and Yang Xinxin appeared in his mind.

"But, they went over."

Shang Dao Wen looked up at the sky, and after a moment he sighed, and his breath turned into a thick white mist in the cold temperature.

"Hun Dun is a person who never takes risks. His ability has the most powerful self-protection ability in the world, so there is no need to worry about him."

"Let them go over and explore the way first! If there is really any benefit to be gained, we can go over again.Not too late. "

Hou Tu pondered for a long time, and had to nod.

...

Except for Huaxu Country, all major countries and forces in the world have received this invitation.

In the Junzheng Church in Beitiga, Western Europe, Pope Alexander X sat on the silver-white throne, wearing a wide white silk robe inlaid with gold thread patterns, which looked sacred and luxurious.

Just with the old chicken skin on his face and dry claws, it gave people a weird feeling.

The holy pope did not look sacred, but like an old man who was about to die.

In front of him, on the blue transparent three-dimensional screen was Fremons's letter for help.

The white of his eyes occupied most of his eyeballs, and only a small pupil was left.

Looking at the request for help in front of him, he had no expression on his face, but the more he did so, the more terrifying it gave people, as if he was a resurrected mummy.

Behind him stood a young and handsome blond man, who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, He bowed his head gently and respectfully, waiting for the Pope's order.

And below the throne, on the red carpet of the temple, separated by more than a dozen steps, stood four figures of different shapes.

A tall bishop in red clothes, with a silver cross on his chest and a thick classical "Holy Scripture" in his hand;

A knight in silver Templar clothing, with a holy silver cross two-handed sword on his waist, his hair neatly combed into a big back with hair oil, and a thin face with dead fish eyes;

A figure nearly two meters tall, with a head full of silver The middle-aged priest with long hair, who looked at least fifty years old, but was as strong as a bear, could see the handle of the gun on his waist from the open white cassock; and a very beautiful nun who was dressed in black nun's clothes and kept her eyes closed waiting for the Pope's orders. The Pope casually read the letter for help, and then turned the two pupils in his pupils to the four people below. "The trouble in Huaxu country was just solved, and Fremons was attacked by the underground world civilization in a blink of an eye." "These people who live in hell, sign contracts with demons, and survive humbly. They really don't know how to stop for a moment!" As soon as the voice fell, the strong middle-aged priest among the four people below suddenly grinned. "Hey!" He put one hand on his chest and bowed, "Your Majesty, let me take the Knights Templar! "

"Whether it is the heretics in the underground world or those who do not obey God, I will let them see how powerful the power bestowed by God is!"

The Pope looked at the middle-aged mad dog in front of him, and the corners of his dry mouth slowly curled up.

"Don't get excited, Father Orlean. Although those despicable demon servants dare not appear in the sun, they have great power."

"Even you, as the Knights of the Apocalypse, cannot be careless with them."

The [War Knight] of the [Four Knights of the Apocalypse] of the Junzheng Church, known as the [Father of Discipline], Corey Orlean, laughed coldly.

"Your Majesty, I, who devoutly believe in God, am the embodiment of justice and light! Absolute justice will surely eliminate all evil in this world!"

"Sins must also be judged!"

The Pope's elbows were propped up on the throne, and one hand supported his side face, but he gave a faint order.

"Orlean, I have other tasks for you. As for Fremons this time——”

He raised his left hand and pointed a finger at the tall man in red in the middle of the four people.

The cardinal of the Junzheng Church, [Death Knight] Arnold Olib.

“Leave it to Bishop Olib!”

Father Orlean’s expression suddenly twisted with dissatisfaction, and he glanced at Olib viciously.

Olib just bowed expressionlessly.

“I obey your decree! Your Majesty the Supreme Pope!”

The Pope stopped talking, and the handsome bishop behind him stepped forward, put his hands behind his back and said: “Bishop Olib stays, as for the others, please leave first! "

The nun and the dead fish eyed knight did not show any expression fluctuations, they just bowed and left.

Although Father Orlean looked at Olib with dissatisfaction for a long time, he still left the temple obediently.

After the others left, the Pope said to Olib condescendingly: "Last time, we did not participate in the war between the Wuluan Empire and the Huaxu Kingdom. According to our prediction, the Huaxu Kingdom would suffer extremely painful losses. "

"But I didn't expect that the underground civilization of their country would actually help. "

"And our plan was completely disrupted. This time, in order to prevent such a thing from happening again, you will lead a team of elite Templar Knights to go there. "

In fact, in the last war between Huaxu and Wuluan Empire, Baitigang had been watching from the sidelines.

They planned to intervene after Huaxu suffered heavy losses and save Huaxu as a savior.

On the one hand, they can maximize their benefits, and on the other hand, they can take this opportunity to make Junzheng Church the state religion of Huaxu.

And all this was finally destroyed by the sudden appearance of Bai Longzi.

Olib bowed and said, "I understand!"

The Pope's voice came slowly: "After you get there, you don't need me to teach you how to do things. But in addition to dealing with the mysterious mechanical civilization, there is one more thing, don't forget it."

A sharp light flashed in Olib's eyes.

"This time, Fremons has changed, and the Tong Organization will definitely be involved in the manipulation of their people behind the scenes. I will find their people! When necessary, get rid of them. "

The Pope nodded with satisfaction.

"The organization that has been hiding in the shadows under the light and has survived until now is no different from the rats in the underground world who have signed a contract with the devil."

"One day, they will face the judgment of God."

"And only those of us who believe in God devoutly will be saved."

...

The cardinal walked out of the temple. It was still snowing outside, but there was not much snow on the square.

This sacred place has always been cleaned very clean, just like the snow-white paradise people imagine.

The cardinal came outside and saw the discipline priest Orlean standing in the square with his back to him.

Oleb knew that Orlean was waiting for him, so he walked down the steps.

Feeling Oleb's appearance, Orlean turned around, showing a mouthful of white teeth. He was like a beast that wanted to eat people, and his silver hair was also soaring into the sky.

"Hey, Oleb. Are you going to Fremons? "

Olibu said calmly: "Take care of your own business first! The world is becoming less and less peaceful. After I leave, you have to protect Baitigang."

"Tsk, do you need to say that? As long as I am here, no pagans can invade here!"

Orlean said confidently.

"But I really don't know why His Holiness wants you to go to Fremons."

He moved his head close to Olibu and said coldly: "After all, you are too indecisive! If it were me, I would definitely punish those heretics with justice!"

Orlean stared at Olibu. He knew that Olibu was an extreme believer, and his thoughts were as frightening as his fighting ability.

But he still said calmly: "There are still many crises we are facing. The people of the Tong organization are still useful, and it is not suitable to go to war with them at this time. "

He knew what Orian was talking about.

Of course they knew about the existence of the Tong Organization. However, many of the top leaders of that organization were mysterious beings with hidden identities.

In the past thousand years, the Junzheng Church has always been in a dominant position in the two organizations and can stand under the sun.

But after the end of the world, this situation has been changing.

Nowadays, even many high-level aliens have joined them, which is not good news for the Junzheng Church.

Orian coldly put his face in front of Olib, tilted his head and stared at him, saying word by word: "Heretics are heretics, and kindness to them is completely wrong!"

"Olib, the [King Arthur] of Britannia can be confirmed to be a member of the Tong Organization."

"If you meet him on the battlefield of Fremons, it's best to kill him!"

Olib closed his eyes and said leisurely: "His Majesty the Pope said that when I get to the battlefield, I can decide how to act on my own. You seem to be too involved! "

After saying this, he threw away his wide red robe and walked past Orlean into the distance.

Olib's eyes turned cold, he pushed his round cold-resistant glasses and murmured, "Stubborn idiot! It seems that I still have to bear the responsibility of maintaining the church's precepts and making the world absolutely just!"