Seeing the strong man suspected of being a dragon knight cut off a hand of his own robe, the soldiers in the rear were angry, but they did not dare to express their views.
"why?"
The young man whose arm had been cut off, with a pale face because of the pain, knelt on the ground and looked up at Beta: "I...how did I...offend Your Excellency?"
A large amount of blood flowed from the stubble of the young man's arm, and his face became paler and paler. If he did not receive medical treatment, he would pass out in about five minutes at most.
"Are you from the Mystery Eye organization?" Beta asked in a cold voice.
Hearing the name of the organization, the young man's eyebrows trembled. If you didn't observe carefully, you might think that he made this tiny movement because of the pain, but Beta's mental power can keenly sense the inappropriateness of the other party's expression.
"I do not know what you're talking about?"
"Still playing dumb?"
Beta turned back and waved his sword, cutting off the dead red dragon's tongue.
With a bang, the huge dragon tongue fell in front of the young man. On the dragon tongue, there was obviously a white eye mark, which was exactly the same as the one on the young man's arm.
The evidence is conclusive, and it is impossible to deny it.
Moreover, when both parties know it well, it is meaningless to deny it. Beta is not the kind of virgin bitch who is completely bound by morality and needs the other party to plead guilty before doing anything. As long as he thinks that he has 100% confirmed the other party's suspicion, he is the kind of person who can do it directly and ignore other people's sophistry.
"To be honest, I really didn't expect to meet your organization on the way." Beta said with a little joy: "Your organization is too mysterious, so mysterious that people can't find any clues at all."
As the pope, Beta also asked the people below to secretly collect news about the Mystery-Eye organization, but after a few years, there was no gain at all.
The young man smiled miserably.
"I don't know why the red dragon you organized attacked the city you are in, or is this one of your means of ascending?" Beta glanced at the soldiers behind: "It has nothing to do with me, I just want to Know, where is your organization hiding?"
The young man laughed miserably: "I know who you are now! The Pope of the God of Wealth, Beta Leon."
Beta chuckled: "Tell me where your organization is, and I can spare your life and connect your arm."
"Impossible, tell you the location of the organization, I will die a terrible death, and my family will die a terrible death." The young man's spirit is already desperate: "So kill me. If you continue to ask, you will also die a terrible death." meaningless."
"I can protect your family." Beta said: "I am a dragon knight. It is not difficult to transport a few, or a dozen people, to my Woking City."
At this time, the young man's eyes were swollen and struggled weakly, and Beta thought it was a joke. But after a few seconds, that faint ray of hope faded away.
"It's useless. The organization's control over us is beyond what you can imagine."
The young man let out a miserable laugh and exposed his neck.
A golden light flashed, and the young man closed his eyes in despair, but the expected death did not come. Instead, a scroll was thrown in front of him.
Beta sat back on Sorilana's back, and the golden dragon flew away.
The young man laughed like a survivor.
In the air, watching the land of ice and snow below gradually increase, Beta let out a breath, and a white mist suddenly formed.
"Why didn't you kill him just now?"
"It's not necessary." Beta sighed: "I saw that there were magic restrictions on that person. After death, his soul would be destroyed directly. Even if he wanted to torture his soul, it would be impossible. Just let him live first. In case If anything happens in the future, you can start with this person."
"Oh I got it."
Sorilana also stopped talking.
In fact, there's one more thing Beta hasn't said yet. The reason why he was able to recognize the restriction on the opponent so quickly was because he saw his own technique.
If he wants to impose restrictions on others, he will definitely do so.
Because the reverse scale bounced up in front to help block the wind, although Sorilana was flying at high speed, Beta didn't actually feel too much airflow. In a trance, he thought of the vision he saw in Frans some time ago, the man who was suspected to be a clone of his own memory, and the girl who had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
That man should have a very deep relationship with the Mystery Eye organization.
After another two hours, Sorilana finally arrived at the royal city of Niraya Kingdom with Beta on her back.
Looking at it from a high altitude, this royal city is obviously a little deserted, with few people walking on the streets, and it looks even more lifeless than the border cities in the south.
Beta's gaze slowly swept across the entire city, and saw that several places in the city had been turned into ruins, but someone was busy rebuilding them.
"Has even the royal city been attacked?"
Beta muttered.
Sorilana lowered her height a little, which quickly caused panic below. The not many pedestrians on the street ran around and quickly hid in the house.
Not long after, soldiers stood on the city wall and on the high tower of the palace, each one pointing their bows at Sorilana.
Several bed crossbows were pulled out.
Seeing the magic fluctuations shining on the bed crossbow, Sorilana felt a little uncomfortable, and her subconscious became a little higher.
Not long after, two Fengsu magicians floated into the air, and shouted using the magic of loudspeaker: "The one above is the emissary of the God of Wealth Sect?"
"right."
"What evidence is there?"
Beta threw down the token that he had prepared earlier. This was the token that Doron had given him before, saying that if the Pope went there first, he would need to gain trust. After all, the current Nyala country is already in a state of panic.
The wind magician adjusted his body in mid-air, took the token, looked at it for a while, then looked at Sorilana, and shouted: "Dear Messenger, please come with me."
Under the guidance of the wind magician, Sorilana landed on the largest flat-roofed room in the palace.
The construction quality of this royal palace is quite good, with such a heavy body of Sorilana, it is safe to fall on it.
Two heavily armed guards of honor rushed out from the stairs.
There were about thirty people, all wearing turquoise leather armor. Although they didn't do anything out of the ordinary, they looked at Sorilana quite unfriendly.
Beta jumped off Sorrilana's back, and the latter turned into an elf.
Then the expressions of these guards of honor got better.
For them, the appearance of an elf is far more pleasing to the eye than that of a giant dragon, even if they know that the essence of this elf is still a giant dragon.
A young man with the appearance of a prince came up, bent slightly and said, "Your Excellency, the messenger, thank you very much for coming, please follow me, my father is waiting for you."
The prince's posture is very low.
This is also a very normal thing. Now Nyala has reached the last moment, and if he lasts for a few more months, he will definitely collapse.
Without food and equipment, the five-color dragons would attack aggressively every once in a while.
Following behind the prince, Beta entered the palace. In the court hall, two guards wanted to come up and search him. The prince said flatly, "No need. This is a distinguished guest."
The two guards backed away.
Pushing open the door of the court hall, Beta saw the aged king sitting on a high throne, with a black carpet in the middle leading to the throne, and around the red carpet stood around thirty nobles, When they saw Beta, most of them showed eager eyes, but there were a few who obviously held a look of distrust.
Even if he is new here, Beta can still feel the silence in the hall, as well as the deep anxiety and despair mixed in it.
The prince led Beta to the throne, and then he withdrew to the noble group.
Beta looked directly at the old king above, and said with a smile, "It's a pleasure to meet you, the wise king of Nyala."
The old king looked at Beta for a while, frowned and said: "You are not an ordinary envoy, what is your identity?"
"The Pope of the God of Wealth, Beta Leon."
As soon as these words came out, not only the old king, but also all the nobles around showed expressions of disbelief.
A Pope of theology came to another country alone without any escort
No, the dragon behind him is a very strong guard, but even so, the ostentation is too small.
"Your Excellency, it's not that we don't trust you." The old king tried his best to speak nicely: "It's just that this matter is very important. How do we confirm your identity?"
Beta took out the Pope's scepter from the mansion art space, and then opened up his momentum.
All the people present, except for the old king who was sitting on the throne and could barely maintain his composure, the expressions of all the others changed drastically, and they withdrew to one step.
A few weak nobles even knelt down in awe.
Two master warriors stood in front of the king.
As soon as the momentum was released, it took less than five seconds.
But it can make a very strong impression.
A general and aristocrat who came back from fighting on the battlefield exclaimed, "Legendary!"
Everyone's expression changed again, becoming unbelievable.
Beta didn't have any definite way to prove his identity. No matter if he took out documents or physical proofs such as heraldry, it would not be of much use.
If the other party doesn't believe it, these things are rubbish. What's more, now that the country of Nyala has been thrown into trouble by the surrounding countries, they no longer have much trust in outsiders.
And Beta's display of legendary strength is the best way to prove it.
The words spoken by top powerhouses must be carefully considered, whether it is an individual or a force.
The old king felt that his palms were full of cold sweat, and he said: "I now believe that you are His Majesty the Pope. Then, may I ask Your Majesty, why did you come here alone? The large teleportation magic circle that Doron mentioned should require a lot of people. Let's make it. We are running out of magicians in Nyala!"
Beta smiled and said, "I don't need any other magicians, I can do it by myself."