Chapter 954 936. The Remaining Species
The words of the Pope Witch were tactful and polite, but this could not cover up the malice and sarcasm in them at all.
“For the safety of Shadow Sun, please move Princess Youershika.”
Smona’s teeth were broken under the golden mask.
What does ‘move’ mean? They just want to imprison this last divine bloodline of Irushil!
Small, who had an explosive personality and was cruel because of his career as an executioner, could hardly suppress his anger at that moment.
Carrying the hammer is about to rush upward.
But all impulsive behaviors came to an abrupt end when the Pope Witch showed her a strand of pale hair.
"Please stop."
A soft and erratic baby voice came from the mansion guarded by Smoke and the Silver Knights.
Princess Youershika, wearing a white gauze skirt with a white pink tail peeking out from the bottom of her fluffy skirt, walked out slowly.
She stared at the strand of white hair on the Pope Witch's hand.
That's Gwendelin, her brother's white hair!
Sinners, you really dare to hurt the gods!
Although Youershika's expression did not change much due to her personality, the disbelieving look in her eyes still showed that she had never thought of this possibility.
"I"
The half-dragon girl's hands were clasped together nervously in front of her chest. After pondering for a moment, it seemed that he finally mustered up the courage and overcame his fear.
“I’ll go with you!”
“Princess Youershika!”
Smo, who has served the Gods since the early days of the Age of Fire, was almost at this moment He must forget the etiquette of tens of thousands of years and directly stop Youershika.
But the half-dragon girl lowered her head and shook her head.
"Everything is about my brother's safety. I will make a request. If you want to imprison me, you must promise to ensure my brother's safety."
Smoo gasped with excitement, and his chest rose and fell. It's clearly visible even under that fat armor.
“But what if they break their promise?”
“Breaking their promise?”
The half-dragon girl looked at Smo next to her in confusion, as if she couldn't understand the meaning of this word.
Smoo sighed helplessly. As the current God King, Gwendelin was not as brave and powerful as King Gwen in his memory, or the eldest son of God, but he could still be called diligent.
But currently, it seems that he is a little too protective of his little sister.
“They just keep their word! Princess! They are traitors to begin with. They can even do things like criticizing religion and going against God. Do you still expect them to keep their promises?!”
< br>Youershika opened her mouth slightly for a moment and was a little speechless.
But then, she pursed her lips again and shook her head.
"But... there is no other way. Knight Smooth."
The half-dragon girl turned to look at the executioner with a sledgehammer beside her. Her pure and confused eyes had a strange feeling at this time. The determination of 'There is no choice but to do it'.
"Brother is in their hands."
Under the protection of her brother, the unexperienced girl from the protoss choked Smo with just one sentence.
[Shadow Sun] Gwendelin, this is the key to making those apostates unscrupulous and allowing Pope Sullivan to ask for everything they want.
The youngest son of the Sun King, the leader of the God Clan and the Lord of Irushil. In this end of fire, he is the second pillar that continues the fire ritual.
All these titles and what they represent after the title are too important.
So important that it almost represents the hope for the continuation of the world!
The other party took advantage of the sudden illness of [Shadow Sun] and the outbreak of moonworms to take Gwendelin into their hands. From that moment on, they had actually won.
Small finally determined something he had been unwilling to admit in his heart.
The inexperienced Princess Youershika tore up the small expectations that Smo had deliberately maintained in her heart.
At this moment, this powerful knight of the gods who could hold a hammer the size of a water tank and smash it down to destroy half of the square in the capital city felt a breath of air escape from his chest, even with this hammer The hammer that has been used for tens of thousands of years seems a bit heavy.
After the formation of the undead knights besieging the mansion, the Pope Witch took back the strand of hair taken from the sleeping god.
Beside the Pope Witch, Archbishop Louis, who was thin and short but still wearing a strict and luxurious archbishop's robe and a high crown, swallowed vaguely.
His eyes finally turned back until he could no longer see the strand of hair from the hands of the Pope Witch.
“Ah.”
The twisted and cruel voice of the Pope Witch laughed softly.
Archbishop Louis’s uncontrollable appetite was too conspicuous.
"Does this lock of hair make you hungry, Archbishop? It seems that the ordinary Moon Nobles in Irushil City can no longer satisfy your appetite?"
"No, no, no, God's flesh and blood is the master's food."
Archbishop Louis, whose eyes were already glowing red, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.
"The nobles of the moon are already delicious. We are the guardians of the master in the process of devouring the gods, and we are not villains who covet food."
Louis said, holding his hands The scepter on his head condensed another fireball and flew towards the mansion.
"But the master is already a little anxious. He urgently wants to know from the Pope. When can he start eating?"
One of the original archbishops of the Netherworld Church spoke in a tone that was half serious and half joking. "Master has been patient for too long, especially when the Shadow Sun is not far away from him but can't eat. To be honest, my colleague Macdonald is taking food from his mouth now, and he is a little hungry and thin. "
"Not far, not far," the Pope Witch said with the same smile.
Her twisted mind was happy just to hear something cruel and tragic.
"As long as the Knights of the Dark Moon Sword cannot be mobilized, then there is no need to worry. Maybe it can be mobilized today."
"Ah!" Louis was overjoyed that he finally got an accurate answer. At the same time, he looked across the formation of soldiers with eager expectant eyes towards Youershika standing in front of the mansion.
"So ignorant, so delicious."
He drooled uncontrollably and quickly wiped it with the cuff of his archbishop's robe.
“It seems like today is a really good day.”
Just as Archbishop Louis and the Pope Witch expected.
The half-dragon girl, who appears to have armed forces but actually has no trump card or ability to fight, can only do what they say in the end.
One of them had his faith eroded by the darkness, and the other had his mind twisted by the flames of sin.
Looking at the pure and ignorant bloodline of the Protoss, like a deer that strayed into the darkness, it was clearly timid but held on to a brave face, wanting to maintain the dignity of the Protoss and walk out of the mansion's defense line. Come towards them.
Under the appearance of being taller than ordinary people, the small steps taken may be the last fear Youershika can show.
The Pope’s witch and Archbishop Louis had no intention of urging.
They enjoyed the fear radiating from each other and it felt delicious.
“She thought that as long as she walked out, her brother would be safe and sound.”
The Pope Witch smiled sinisterly in a low voice.
Beside her, Archbishop Louis was licking the saliva from the corner of his mouth and kept repeating 'good days, good days' in a low voice.
They all knew what was going to happen next.
This ignorant half-dragon girl would make demands on the condition of her own sacrifice.
And they will accept all these requirements, and they will not even shirk them. Because none of these requirements will be realized at all.
Chivalry, practice what you preach. Haha!
The gods who are addicted to the past might as well drown in the illusion of the past.
Now that the fire is about to go out, not only the rules of the world are collapsing, but the rules of human beings are also collapsing.
They looked at the timidity and bravery shown by the half-dragon girl, one step, two steps...
Right away, they were just waiting for the girl to be deceived and deceived by them and gorge on food!
Archbishop Louis felt that the corners of his mouth were drooling even more.
Although he knew that for the sake of safety, the Dark Moon Pope would most likely not give up the body of the descendant of the God Clan until Gwendelin was completely eaten by his master.
But he couldn't help it.
The longer one follows Eldridge, the more his shadowy powers and cannibalistic ideals influence those who follow him.
So much so that Louis, who was still somewhat sane at first, is now full of thoughts about eating and eating.
But just as the Pope Witch was immersed in the pleasure of inflicting pain, the Archbishop fantasized about eating the descendants of God.
A burst of horse hooves trampled on the stone pavement. The sound sounded faintly from a distance.
The saliva at the corner of Lewis's mouth suddenly stopped instinctively.
The sound made him feel eerily familiar.
It’s ridiculous to say that a person entrusts his faith to the deep and usually practices his master’s cannibalism philosophy, ‘feeling the trembling of life while eating’.
Such a person has the ability to feel creepy.
But indeed, Louis could not help but think of that day in his mind now.
The day when the master just woke up and they were kicked out of the deep church in the base camp!
On that day, there was also the sound of horse hooves trampling on the ground.
But how is this possible?
Louis felt that he was hallucinating.
The Deep Church and Lenglie Valley are far apart, and the route in between becomes dangerous because the fire is about to go out.
How could that person.
"Stab!"
The sound of thunder piercing the air suddenly resounded throughout the square where the two sides were confronting each other!
The azure blue electric light from natural phenomena flashed past Lewis with its forked thunder patterns.
The word 'maybe' hadn't finished running through his mind, and then he felt a lightness in his body.
The whole person's vision flew to the sky.
As the perspective rotated, he saw a body that had no head, no crown, and was wearing the archbishop's gorgeous robes, suddenly collapsed.
The aftertaste of that creepy feeling even remained in Louis' mind, but his head had already flown away from his body.
In the end, he only vaguely heard a sentence passing by him.
“I’ve seen that it’s you guys who are dead, why should I still care about the situation?”
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(End of this chapter)