Real Name God

Qiong Ann frowned.

"Could it be the actions of the remnants of the empire..."

"This is not certain. Because the priests did not find any aura belonging to any demon aristocrat on the scene, but I believe that even if they did not directly participate, they must have been instructed behind the scenes, because the drop entered the world at the end of the war. Everyone knows who the blood of God belongs to, and it is meaningless to others except them."

"According to the information obtained after the Pontifical Council's investigation, the only thing that can be determined is that there are wizards from Albion across the sea. They seem to be sent by the organizers of the'Glen Train'." "... .. These wizards are really bold."

"Indeed," the pope nodded, "before the day of prophecy arrives, we will spread the glory of God to the kingdom of the unbelievers and heretics. This matter needs to be put on the agenda as soon as possible."

"But at the moment, the most important thing is to make up for the omissions. This drop of blood is optional for us, but it must never fall into the hands of the devil. At the same time, you need to find out what their purpose is." He said. There was a pause.

"You must return to the Pope's Hall before the Day of Resurrection, Joan. But if you fail to find out before that, you don't have to come back."

Leo IV’s voice was calm and not cold, but the implicit meaning in the words was unimaginably cruel...

......

When Qiong An closed his eyes and opened them again, he had already returned to the abandoned mine in Silent Hill and put his hands on the bumpy mud wall.

At this point, he naturally has no possibility of rejection; this matter is not even allowed to fail.

Qiong An knows that now he will not, let alone, rebel against the Pope; and he knows better that with his father as a person, this man will do what he says.

Even if you try to climb to the rank of legend, if there is a change, will you still deprive him of his current status without hesitation...?

In a way, this is a matter of course. If people are viewed as weapons, for the owner, it is not the strength of the ability, but the level of loyalty, that determines whether it is "reliable" or whether it needs to be "replaced".

With the promotion of rank, Joan Borgia will be more and more reused, but on the other hand, this means that the other party's suspicion and fear will also become more and more serious.

Similar temptations have not happened for the first time. It's just that he can complete the task perfectly every time.

But... this time the enemy is probably a remnant of the Empire.

The power of the demon aristocracy is extremely complex, some are powerful and extraordinary, and some are mysterious and abnormal. In the case of insufficient intelligence, a little carelessness will easily suffer. Even if he is, he may not be able to guarantee victory...

Once he imagined the possibility of failure, he couldn't help sighing deeply.

Joan Borgia is like a mountaineer who is climbing alone on the cliff with his bare hands. It took a lot of hardships to climb to a position very close to the summit, but as long as one is not paying attention, he Will fall into the abyss--

Not to mention that all the hard work in the past was in vain, it is more likely that the end will be broken.

"……call."

Qiong An's vigorous movement was so soft as to blow gently on the dust-covered mirror surface.

The "swordsmanship" he uses does not need to be activated by any weapon, but is released by fists and feet-to be more precise, ordinary weapons will become his burden instead.

Because, those alchemy weapons whose materials are not strong enough due to the pursuit of sharpness or various dazzling additional effects will be easily destroyed by his abilities. On the contrary, the body of the legendary knight that has been tempered and tempered is more able to withstand the power it uses.

In the next instant, with the palm of his hand clinging to the earth wall as the center, laps of ripples spread inside the flowing and collapsing rock.

In just a few breaths, the mountain structure deep underground was completely destroyed.

However, this is not the end--

After thousands of years of solid as iron, countless piles of rocks have been turned into dust from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, the "ripples" that have spread out in circles show no sign of disappearing, but the scale is increasing. The bigger it is: it spreads quickly to any corner along the veins and channels.

The whole mountain roared and trembled like a living giant.

The death worms who were entrenched in the dirt gap let out a sharp scream. They wriggled their fat bodies desperately, and suffocated from the fatal blow.

These gigantic worms, which are more than ten meters in length, are rolling frantically, cracking in the thick and wrinkled skin, as if they have been chopped countless times with a knife. Growing a huge mouth with sharp teeth, a huge amount of green blood was sprayed, pouring the same kind around him all over.

After knocking the mountain completely with one punch, and killing more than a hundred demons by the way, he clapped his hands with satisfaction and slowly wiped off any dust that had never been contaminated on his body.

Qiong An closed his eyes and "listened" the breath and heartbeat of all creatures within a five-kilometer radius to his ears. After confirming that there were no survivors, he waved his hand-the sharp air currents condensed into bundles, and the earth and rocks poured down from above. A big hole with a diameter of 100 meters was punched in the center of the waterfall~www.readwn.com~ When he jumped up, the bright red vestment fluttered gently, and a white wave of air was set off behind him, which Qiong An could not catch with the naked eye. The speed disappeared in place.

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"The Secretary has already left."

On the top of the hill not far away, a tall man in a pitch-black priest's uniform watched the astonishing scene of the collapse of the entire hillside, while speaking to the colleagues behind him.

Said "wearing sunglasses", but as long as you take a closer look, you will find that the two black lenses are directly inlaid in his eye sockets: Father Andre does not have human eyeball tissues, instead there are two black crystals. .

"There are no signs of humanoid or large-scale life activities inside."

The two bright red dots on the surface of the black crystal flickered for a while, and he said immediately.

This means that the abandoned mine has been cleaned up. Whether it's the guard team or the Dark Tower wizard, or the "people" spying in the dark-if they were crushed and killed, or they had retreated early.

In other words, the battlefield at this moment has shifted.

He turned around.

In front is a large dense forest immersed in the night, wind and rain, and a carriage parked alone in the middle of the cliff. More than a dozen colleagues are surrounding.

They don’t have to do anything, they just need to watch and protect the queen before the cardinal returns—

But this is obviously not an easy job.

"who is it?!"

Red light flashed in the black crystal "pupil" of another member of the Internal Affairs Bureau.

"Relax, everyone." With a hoarse voice, a figure wearing a black robe and a silver mask walked out of the dense forest, just as the person said, his attitude seemed very relaxed.

——"I'm here to negotiate."