The light in front of his eyes gradually dissipated. Lehman, who had predicted what would happen a few seconds ago, expressed his confusion and anger at this time with his considerable acting skills—he took a step forward and grabbed The iron fence in front of him loudly questioned the man in front of him.
"Buck, why?"
Lehman's voice was very loud, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
"Yes, I'm sorry, Captain... This is, it's His Majesty's order!"
Layman's deputy looked extremely ashamed, and he didn't even dare to make eye contact with Layman; moreover, after saying these words, he immediately added again: "Commander, you are only here temporarily , after we finish dealing with the outside world, you can be free again!"
"Freedom? Freedom?"
Whispering such words in a low voice, Leman seemed to feel like the pillars in his heart had collapsed and the last of his strength had been mobilized, and he fell loosely in the prison.
As for Layman's deputy, he couldn't bear to look at the appearance of his respected head; in the end, he left without saying anything.
Step, step, step...
The sound of the bottom of the metal boots rubbing against the slate floor and the steps became farther and farther away until it disappeared.
And just after all the voices disappeared, and after confirming that there was no surveillance at all, Leman sat up—although he was also sitting before, but that kind of sitting posture that seemed to have no spine, and this straight sitting posture, It is completely two concepts.
Lyman stretched out his arm, his fingers touched the gusset of the armor very familiarly, and he exerted a little force with his fingertips. There was a gap in the solid and tight armor from Leman's body. Then came the wrist armor, arm armor, greaves and boots. As in the past, Lehman carefully wiped his armor, and then placed them in the most delicate place.
Then, he picked up his long sword.
Without hesitation, he pointed at his palm and wiped it, and immediately, the blade was covered with blood.
"The beginning of everything, the end of everything..."
Silently muttering such words. Leman shook his uninjured hand, and a corpse appeared in front of him. He looked at this corpse that was exactly like himself, and put the long sword in the opponent's hand—in fact, for Ye Qi, an alliance member, , he has never been so grateful.
Although, he had already planned the escape route, but any escape route was far from being as perfect as it is at this moment.
Of course. There may be flaws.
However, who cares at this time
Tread Tread...
The sound of lighter footsteps sounded again. Archbishop House appeared in this underground prison in fear. He could swear that if he had another chance to choose, he would definitely choose to sell his soul instead of doing this job. It was too scary.
Whether it's Iyeta's gaze, or the gaze of the dragon of Shaker.
He was always so fearful when confronted, and this time, it seemed that his heart was raised in his throat; however, the surprise was far from over, when he saw Lyman standing in the prison, and the dead After 'Lehmann', that surprise is unmistakable.
At the previous moment, he didn't know who the person he rescued would be.
Or there is speculation, but everything is unpredictable until it is finally determined; however, when everything appears, such a fact is obvious.
Of course, absolutely not including that corpse.
"This is… "
Archbishop House opened the cell door, and at the same time handed the ordinary priest's robe to Lyman. At the same time, his eyes swept to the corpse—although he did not observe more carefully, Archbishop House can be sure that the dead It was Lehman, no matter in appearance, body shape or breath, they were all exactly the same.
However, Lyman was clearly standing in front of him.
This, what is going on here
The inexplicable archbishop kept asking questions in his heart.
"Because he couldn't bear the idea in his heart being trampled on, and couldn't question his loyalists, Leman, who followed the way of a knight, chose to end his own life!" Leman said, and then stretched out his hand and wiped his face, Immediately, his skin became a little dark, his nose collapsed, and his eyes became cloudy.
Simply put, no one can connect the person in front of him with the knight Lehmann.
"Let's go, we still need to complete some tasks of our own!"
After doing all this, Lehman said.
"OK!"
Archbishop House nodded, and the two quickly left the dungeon one after the other—this dungeon is not the dungeon of the Inquisition, but the garrison of the Knights of Discipline on Mount Shen, which can also be said to be the headquarters; however, compared to The Punishment Knights garrison, which was usually crowded with people, was empty at this time.
Because, the last group of people, also led by the deputy head of the punishment knight, went to the front line.
Therefore, it was so easy for Lehman and House to enter and leave, and they were not even discovered by anyone; as for Lehman's body in the dungeon
Lehmann's friend, Bishop Vallejo, will let things take their course.
As for this friend, after Lehman silently apologized in his heart, his steps to leave became more firm - once some things start, they are doomed to life and death, and he has already realized this.
"This is the entrance of the Inquisition!" Standing in the windy place, Archbishop House reminded Lehman, "Although most of the people here have been dispatched to the front line, it doesn't mean that no one stays behind. Especially those jailers in the Holy Prison, you need to be careful!"
Archbishop House's reminder comes with good intentions.
Because, he knew very well that once Leman failed here, he would not be able to escape; after all, from the moment he entered the dungeon of the Knights of Discipline, he and the other party were grasshoppers on the same rope.
Of course, it is also possible to start earlier.
Now, the Archbishop House only hopes that the Shaker Dragon can win, otherwise. His end was absolutely miserable.
Watching Lehman step into the Inquisition. House immediately turned and ran towards the chapel behind the cathedral—Lyman was completing his task. And he also has his own mission; although compared with the former, he is basically playing his true colors, but at this time, he dare not be careless at all.
"His Majesty!"
House prostrated himself on the ground without daring to raise his head. He just said, "The Punishment Knights have suffered more than 30% casualties. Deputy Head Burke and the remaining members of the Punishment Knights have set off again... But they can't resist how long!"
"How long you can resist is how long!"
Iyeta, who was sitting on the throne, spoke casually, as if what he was talking about was just a breakfast and lunch, but it was definitely not the lives of tens of thousands of people.
"The members of the Zong-Inquisition are in place and ready to act at any time!"
This kind of silence made House shudder subconsciously, and made him stammer in the next words.
"Well, let them stand by temporarily!"
Nodding, Iyeta waved his hand, and immediately, House walked out as if he had been pardoned.
boom!
There was the sound of the door closing behind him. House subconsciously looked back, and then. He quickly ran towards his room - he needed a safe environment to report the news.
And in that chapel, Iyeta stood up, without the pope's crown, robe, or even the scepter, he threw it aside, and he walked slowly towards the secret room, where he grew up. The table is still there, but the golden liquid stored in it has all disappeared, turning into a black-red liquid with a foul smell.
Gulp, gulp...
These black and red smelly liquids do not need to be heated by alcohol lamps, they just roll like this, wisps of gas that is thicker than that liquid, emerge from the bottle and fill the entire secret room, while Iyeta is as if Without seeing it, he just grabbed the flask, raised his neck, and drank the foul-smelling liquid as if drinking water.
Undoubtedly, such a fishy liquid is very unpalatable.
It can be seen from Iyetta's distorted face, but he still insisted on pouring down the whole bottle of liquid.
Afterwards, the bottle was thrown on the ground by Iyeta.
Snapped!
With a crisp sound, the flask was smashed to pieces, and the remaining liquid on the wall of the bottle immediately made a 'chi chi' sound as soon as it hit the ground.
The ground was quickly corroded, and soon a pothole big enough to accommodate a person was formed.
But Iyeta didn't seem to see this, he just stood like this, a sneer appeared on his face, and then as his mind moved, the golden field began to appear.
However, it is very obvious that in addition to the golden color, there is also a dark red light shining in it.
The two colors intertwined continuously, and then devoured and competed with each other.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Iyeta's mouth, bringing a blood mist to the space in front of him, and the front skirt was even more spotted; but even so, the sneer at the corner of Iyeta's mouth did not disappear.
"Is that all you can do? Come on! If I don't defeat you, how can I prove my uniqueness!"
From low to loud to deafening, Iyeta's voice echoed in this secret room.
However, no one heard it except him.
…
"Something is wrong!"
After encountering an attack again, the tower master of the Tower of Sacred Objects said this, and Dides nodded in agreement beside him, "Although Iyeta is vicious and vicious, it is certain that he will do anything to achieve his goal. But he is definitely not a blind person, knowing that sending these people would only be a waste of time, but he still keeps sending out these vital forces belonging to the Holy See... It's really too strange!"
"I feel that Pope is holding us back!"
The little man stood there, watching the smoke and dust reappearing not far away, judging the number of enemies, and expressing his opinions at the same time.
"Stop my progress? But, he invited me here!"
The tower master of the tower of competition frowned, puzzled.
"There will be mistakes in any plan, and the word reneging is for mistakes!" The little man narrowed his eyes and boldly guessed, "You say, our His Majesty the Pope. Has he encountered a fundamentally unsolvable problem? Questions. And then. What happens to us?"
"possible!"
The Tower Master of the Tower of Sacred Objects blinked and nodded.
"So what should we do now?"
The big man looked at the people in front of him in puzzlement—although he was not good at making plans, it didn't mean that he would choose to fall into this trap after knowing the enemy's plan.
"We have no choice but to continue!"
The Tower Master of the Tower of Sacred Objects spread his hands and said helplessly.
"Why?"
The big man asked incomprehensibly, and the owner of the Tower of Sacred Relics pointed directly at the rich people in Xialin District who were following them—although they were protected by the demon hunter and the highest government, these people still suffered casualties. Of course, just some bodyguards, as for Regal himself
They always display their extraordinary potential in battle, dodging and hiding.
"They... damn it!"
When the big man saw these sad-faced rich men, he immediately reacted and yelled loudly—obviously, in the face of the situation in front of him, organizing superior forces and rushing to the holy mountain quickly is the best strategy; but, when After some burdens appeared in the team. It simply cannot be implemented.
A demon hunter would be concerned because of the opponent's status as an ordinary person.
people of the highest government. Facing the wealthy people from Xialin District, they couldn't ignore them with Xialin District as their base camp.
Of course, the various families and dark mercenaries don't care.
But let them raid the mountain
This is obviously impossible. The problem of strength alone is enough to make these people hesitate.
"Is this supposed to be premeditated by Iyeta?"
The silent Ava suddenly interjected and asked—he had taken out some potions to heal the injured bodyguards, and while gaining the gratitude of these bodyguards, he was also more worried; because, he was sure, these If the injured bodyguard wants to live like a normal person in the future, he needs immediate and more thorough treatment instead of this simple medical treatment.
After all, their strength determines that they cannot possess the enviable self-healing power like a real strong person; even if it is a life-saving medicine in the eyes of some strong people, on these people who are slightly stronger than ordinary people, It can only delay the injury a little bit.
"should be!"
The little man nodded affirmatively.
"But... If that's the case, why did he invite us? Isn't it good to deal with your own affairs in advance? "
The big man expressed his incomprehension.
But this time the little man couldn't give an immediate answer, and not only the little man, but also Blanc, Dides, and Moretti, who was the chief of staff, were all at a loss.
They also couldn't understand Iyeta's behavior.
"This guy is a lunatic. It's not surprising that a lunatic does something crazy!" The Tower Master of the Thorn Tower suddenly sneered, "Instead of speculating here, we might as well attack the holy mountain and see what he is doing. what the hell!"
"But… "
"Are you worried about those guys? Hmph, since they chose to come here, they must bear the consciousness of their choice!"
The answer from the Tower Master of the Tower of Thorns carried a strong sense of coldness, but there was still a sunny smile on his face.
"Master Mordred, someone said, is your smile annoying?"
Dides turned his head to look at the tower master of the Tower of Thorns, the strongest man in the highest government, his eyes locked on the latter through brown sunglasses.
Obviously, some of the latter's words have touched the bottom line of the strongest man in the highest government.
"Am I wrong? They have the right to choose, and they have to bear the consequences of any choice—or, do we need to argue about this now to decide the final choice?"
Facing Dides, the tower master of the Tower of Thorns refused to budge, even a hint of provocation appeared in that sunny smile.
The originally tense atmosphere, at this moment, became explosive—
"etc!"
Blank, the tower master of the Tower of Sacred Relics, stood between the two of them, preventing possible battles. He shouted: "Your Excellency Didus, please calm down! Mordred, you are the same!"
Dides stopped and looked at the Tower Master of the Holy Relic.
"I don't think I'm wrong!"
The tower master of the Tower of Thorns said so, but also stopped.
"I think we need to come up with a plan that has the best of both worlds — how about a vote?"
Blank glanced at Mordred who was not quite right with a headache and said helplessly—Blank had expected Mordred in this state, but he still underestimated it. Mordred's 'Heart to Kill' under.
Killing Iyeta is one of Mordred's few wishes.
Of course, more than one person has such a wish, but at this moment, Mordred is undoubtedly the one closest to him, so he began to change slightly.
However, such a change is obviously difficult for others to accept.
Of course, there are also those who agree.
Almost, at this moment, the people who were walking were divided into three parties in an instant.
agree.
be opposed to.
And... neutral.
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