Players' NPC boss

"That's what happened. The commander of the Seventh Crusade, Anderson, wants to personally kill his brother who fell into the devil's path. In addition to his lack of strength, his awareness is enough."

"It's too real even though it's not strong enough." The ogre chewed the straw in his mouth and looked at the files compiled by Greenland carefully on the screen.

The extremely large and clearly arranged pictures and texts made him couldn't help but say: "Which game did you play to learn this technique? I want people from the Intelligence Department to learn it."

"Everyone!" Greenland straightened his back proudly, "This is the experience I have accumulated over many years by studying various game strategies. Ordinary people cannot learn from it."

"If the rules didn't allow it, I would have asked you to work in private." The ogre grumbled regretfully and used the remote control to control the interface. "And there is no need to give you a bonus, a pennant is enough."

"Hey! If you get a bonus, don't forget about it, brothers!"

Back to the topic, there are a total of seven regional archbishops in the entire Holy Cross Theocracy who fell into the devil's path and became the devil's servants.

Normally it is very difficult to find these seven regional archbishops. If we take the promotion of heretical beliefs and the fight for the status of cardinal as the scope, there are more than a dozen regional archbishops in the scope.

It would have been very difficult to meet the regional archbishop, let alone determine whether he was a demon servant.

But what the players can't do, just let the NPC do it. Sage Chiron, the crystallization of cutting-edge technology from the Age of Gods, can very easily calculate the locations of the other six Archbishops of Hell through big data.

"The biggest problem now is that if we can't defeat them as soon as possible, or they realize that they are about to lose, they are likely to escape from the shadow world, where they have built a base camp."

"It's a completely dark world there. If they escape into it, they will be GG."

"This project is for you." Chainsaw Demon looked at the paper manuscript in his hand. The layout was orderly and the clear pictures and texts made him, the project manager, very satisfied.

After saying this, he realized that it was not working time. He blushed rarely and coughed a few times to hide his embarrassment.

Fortunately, everyone did not make fun, but had a serious discussion.

"If the devil can enter the shadow world, it means that the two must be related... Maybe we should go see the Three Saints." The Frightening Clown raised his hand, and at the same time quietly pulled his clothes to cover them. Live your own perimeter lining.

"I made a very reasonable suggestion, and I definitely didn't want to take the opportunity to do anything!"

"You fart! Then why don't you go find the Pope!"

The Scary Clown, who was still looking guilty, straightened his expression and said seriously: "This guy is the final boss of the Holy Cross Theocracy! How can you ask this guy about any topic related to demons?"

"That's what I said. Sooner or later, I will kill him. Now that they have crossed paths, I feel embarrassed to do it."

The amiable Pope is a dying man, this is the consensus of the players.

Apart from the Pope, the three highest-ranking saints are the three saints. The three of them are the faces of the Holy Cross Theocracy and have no real political rights. But they can't be said to be vases. They are [deified] humans, similar to monster-shaped humans, with levels.

The level of the three saints has exceeded LV100, and they are genuine strategic-level characters. To meet the three saints requires extremely high... background.

Greenland happens to have a backend, which is information from the little angels of [Freemasonry].

"I have asked about the recent movements of the Three Saints." Greenland switched the screen and showed a map with three tracks on it.

"The three saints usually move separately, but their movement trajectories will sometimes overlap. If we go to see them at this time, the little angel will make arrangements for me."

"We won't be beaten to death as soon as we appear." The ogre raised his hand and asked a crucial question.

To put it bluntly, they are just big piles of garbage. When NPC sees them, they can't help but take out a broom and sweep them away. If the saint sees them directly, they may be purified.

"So as insurance we'll take Anderson and..." Greenland paused and said, "Blaze."

"For some reason, Blaze has to protect the mastermind behind the scenes, which is Paine, the goat-headed monster. I think there should be some reason, so it's best to let Blaze participate in it to save us from missing anything. The plot leads to a bad ending.”

"no problem."

Everyone nodded, and while they were studying the task, Blaze found Anderson.

Anderson is just an ordinary human being who has been hunted down by the Strangers under the high wanted order of the Holy Cross Theocracy. Now that Anderson has exposed his identity in order to expel the residents of Ano City, and regardless of Anderson's words, Anderson will be in serious trouble.

"So you brought him to me?" Odin looked left and right, hiding his hands in his sleeves, making a look of Alzheimer's disease.

"Ah, I also have a blind son. Please have mercy on my blind, weak, pitiful and helpless son."

Anderson is worthy of being from the Holy Cross Theocracy. Although he acts ruthless, he is still kind at heart.

He knelt down, picked up the apples from Odin's fruit basket, and placed a gold coin in Odin's hand.

"We don't need to implicate such a hapless old man. The nun's identity has been exposed. I have other disguises."

"for example?"

"A busty lady with unsatisfied desires, a rebellious flower girl wearing heavy makeup."

Blazer reached out and patted Anderson's shoulder, shook it hard, and finally raised his finger helplessly and pointed at himself under Odin's cunning smile.

"The blind son that this old bastard is talking about is me."

"..." Andre blinked hard, took a step back, looked Blazer up and down, and then looked up at the sky with doubts about his education.

Weak, pitiful and helpless are the words to describe the top strong men. Is it because of returning to nature?

"My dear son, your old father will show you the way." Odin stood up, patted the dust on his body, raised his finger and flicked his hat, revealing his empty right eye.

There was a glimmer of wisdom in it.

"Young man." Odin walked in front of Anderson, and his hunched body straightened up at this moment, the old air retreated, and nobility and greatness burst out.

"You...will die."

"Who won't die?"

Blazer rolled his eyes and squatted in front of the fruit stand, punishing the pretentious old man with free food and drink.

"Stop talking about these abstruse riddles. You must know something. Tell me, or I'll take it all away."

"My blind son, do you know what you are going to do?" Odin sighed, squatted next to Blazer, and raised his hand to hang on Blazer's shoulder.

"You are going to resurrect a female goat."