Super Golden Eye

Triss was forced by Pope's momentum, and he didn't dare to speak. Stand up and stand aside honestly, his face flushed, and his fists clenched.

Knowing that Tris was upset, Pope wasn't worried at all. Without sacred objects, at the level of the prince, he is an invincible existence!

Fang Yang applauded vigorously: "Domineering! Prince Pope has become more and more emperor. It seems that the day of unifying blood is not far away."

Fang Yang's words obviously made Pope's heart beating, but he still pretended to say: "The blood clans have always been like brothers, so how can they be unified!

Or talk about your intention. Since you are here to help us, what can you help? How to help? "

Fang Yang lowered his voice: "I know where the exit is!"

Pope's eyes lit up: "Really?!"

Fang Yang said, "What's the point of lying to you? Am I here? Even if it's not for you, would I be willing to trap myself here?

Treasures are good, so they shouldn’t be eaten or drunk. Even if the wealth of the world is given to me, what is the point? "

Pope nodded: "I believe you, how do we cooperate?"

Fang Yang looked at the Bright Church, with a smirk on his face: "Of course I want you to cooperate, and then give the Bright Church a big gift! Listen to me..."

Fang Yang leaned close to Pope's ear, and the two of them murmured for a while, only to see Pope nodding his head repeatedly, and finally smiled even more.

After the separation, Fang Yang asked, "How is it? No problem, right?"

Pope said: "No problem! Absolutely no problem!"

Fang Yang sat aside and stretched his waist: "The rest is up to Prince Pope."

"Wrap it on me." Pope finished speaking, turned and walked towards the Bright Church.

Although Tris was very curious about what the two of them said, he didn't dare to ask Pope. Fang Yang just asked, and he probably couldn't get an answer. With a grunt, he returned to the dark sky.

The outsider walked away, and Bai Ling asked curiously: "Fang Yang, what did you say to Pope? There must be no good intentions."

Fang Yang's voice increased several times: "How could it be possible! I'm a good boy, so how can I be upset and kind?"

Bai Ling curled his lips: "Looking at the smirk on your face, I don't want to do good things. I definitely don't know who is calculating again."

"Anyway, you can't just do it!" Fang Yang was a little depressed. As expected, a woman's intuition was very magical.

Fang Yang didn't say anything, Bai Ling and Wu Xie didn't ask too much, they all gathered together quietly to adjust their breath and restore their strength.

Pope went directly to Archbishop Fournier, the person in charge of the trip to the Illuminati Church: "Funier, I'm afraid this is not the way to go on."

Although Fournier is also an archbishop, he has a special identity, because his other identity is the chief financial officer of the sacred mountain of light!

It is said that Fournier and Pope Blatter grew up together since they were young, and they are very familiar with and trust each other before they are entrusted with important tasks.

However, this Fournier is also very smart. Although he is favored, he is not ostentatious. He is extremely low-key and rarely hears from him.

This time, because the meaning of the treasure of the holy ancestor is so important, Blatter can't get out of his body, so naturally he has to send his most trusted confidant to supervise it.

Fournier is white and fat, his small eyes are slightly narrowed, and there is always a faint smile on his face: "Haha, what Prince Pope said is that there must be a way?"

Pope said: "Of course! But I can't do it with my own ability, so I need your help."

Fournier's eyes flickered: "Oh? I wonder if Prince Pope has any good ideas?"

Pope pointed to the colossus of the silver wolf surrounded by the six imperial men's wheel formations: "Did you see that? There is the organ.

We both cooperate, your people, are responsible for clearing out the enemy as much as possible, and I will find a way to open the channel to the next level! "

Fournier tidied his sleeves: "How do you want me to trust you? If it is your trap, and deliberately attacking the power of the Church of Illumination, how do you go back and explain to His Majesty the Pope?"

Pope sneered: "Fournier, can you stop deceiving yourself and others? If it goes on like this, everyone here will die!

I admit that the strength of your Illuminati is stronger, and you can hold on for a while, but what's the use? Can the final death be changed? "

Fournier's complexion froze: "Pop, don't think that if we temporarily unite, you can speak wild words!"

"Aren't I telling the truth?" Pope looked at Fournier disdainfully: "Blatt is willing to send you out, obviously he is not small.

When the time comes, not only will there be no revenue, but a vote of elite will be lost. It is up to you to see how you explain it! Oh, I almost forgot, you too will die, no need to explain.

I’ll give you fifteen minutes to think about it. If you agree, give me a message. I also want to go back and prepare. Finding the channel is already very difficult, and there is no room for us to fail! "

After speaking, Pope turned around and walked out, counting silently in his heart. When he counted to six, he heard Fournier's voice behind him: "How do you want us to cooperate? What are you going to do?"

A satisfied smile appeared on Pope's face: "Don't be conservative, attack with all your strength, and draw their attention to you.

Then my people will take the opportunity to rush under the silver wolf, and then find a way to open the mechanism and rush out of here! "

Fournier said: "It's better for your people to involve the enemy's attention, how about our people to open the mechanism?"

This old fox is still in his own little abacus!

Pope sneered and said, "No problem! But you have seen our manpower. No one can say how long it can last.

If your people can't open the mechanism within this time, there is absolutely no second chance. Let's wait for death together! "

Fournier lost his temper, but he had to seriously consider Pope's words. Although the loss of the Bright Church was a little bit smaller, it also made him painful.

If the entire army is annihilated, Fournier feels that he will become a sinner of the Church of Light, and he will not forgive himself.

There is not much time, and there is really no better way for Fournier. The back road is broken, the front road is unknown, and only one step can be counted as one step.

Making up his mind, Fournier agreed with Pope's suggestion: "I can agree with your suggestion, but how long will it take you?"

Popper thought for a while: "At least half an hour! I can almost find a way to break the mechanism, and I will never fail!"

Fournier gritted his steel teeth: "Okay! After ten minutes, I will let everyone attack and attract attention, and you will take the time!

If you haven't succeeded after half an hour, I will withdraw the manpower directly, and it will be my fate! "

Pope said, "No problem, see you in ten minutes!"

The two separated and Pope returned to Fang Yang. Fang Yang smiled and said, "Agree?"

Pope nodded: "Of course! If you don't agree, you will die. It was originally a multiple choice question. It's just that the fat guy still wants to talk about the conditions, and of course he won't let him get what he wants."

Fang Yang looked at the Bright Church, and sure enough, there was a very big move, and all the personnel pressed up: "Half an hour, there shouldn't be much left for these people, right."