The night was getting darker, and the dense fog that is unique to the bay area filled the streets again, and the bright street lights became dim under the fog; the white-robed priest led six monks to carry the body of the bishop and walked on the road of the church , the fainted tall monk had already woken up at this time, and was remorseful for his reckless violation of the agreement with the white-robed priest when he came, and whispered to the white-robed priest in shame that he would go to the confession room after returning. Make a confession.
The white-robed priest waved his hands at the other party with a gentle face, did not speak, but moved forward silently with his eyes straight ahead; walking in the night wind, the cold night wind in the bay in late autumn calmed down his previous anger, and was blinded. Gradually, my mind realized something was wrong...
"Hiss..."
"Snakes! There are snakes!"
The monk's screams made the white-robed priest come back from his thoughts, glanced around, and immediately froze—the street where there were some pedestrians just now was already empty at this time, and what's more, there was no one on the flat street ground. When the densely packed snakes appeared, just a quick glance could confirm that there were definitely no less than a hundred of them. Under the dim light of the street lamps, the cyan and black snakeskin reflected an evil light, and the hundreds of snakes The scene of all the snakes swimming around made everyone's hairs stand on end, and their scalps went numb, including the white-robed priest.
"Everyone, don't panic, don't make a mess!" The white-robed priest tried his best to calm down the six monks. Obviously, the words of the highly respected white-robed priest were very effective. Although their faces were still pale, at least the monks were not as good as before Shouting and screaming, the priest in white robe ordered: "Everyone stand behind me..."
White light spots appeared around again amidst the whispers of the white-robed priest, and the light spots appeared brighter and more holy against the background of the night; the circle of white light formed rapidly within a radius of five feet with the white-robed priest as the center; The poisonous snakes around seemed to be stained with sulfur, and they didn't dare to approach the aperture at all; they just raised their heads and hissed.
"ah… "
The poisonous snake was blocked temporarily, and the white-robed priest just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the scream from behind, and immediately turned around—a handsome man appeared behind him at some point, with a slight black coat against the background. The pale complexion and the soft curly long hair made this handsome look a little sick, and the monk who fell to the ground at the opponent's feet, surrounded by blood, gave the opponent another evil intention...
"Blood race!?" The white-robed priest blurted out in exclamation, and subconsciously reached out to touch the holy water at his waist, but the holy water at his waist was snatched by the other party just as soon as he moved his hand; Flowing liquid, with a charming smile on the corner of the mouth: "Don't make unnecessary movements, or I will be very distressed; after all, what Your Excellency Levin needs is the blood of a living white-robed priest; of course, twisting all limbs is also considered alive..."
"Actually, you should add another one, remove the jaw, otherwise, even if their doctrine forbids suicide, he will bite his tongue and kill himself in order to stop your plan..." The slightly mocking words made Finkler smile It froze for a while, but soon returned to normal, and said in a more sarcastic tone: "It turns out that there are secretly mice around..."
"Compared to me, you who have been hiding in the dark, don't you look more like mice?"
A figure at the end of the street in the distance gradually appeared in the thick fog. As he was walking forward, the black windbreaker let the autumn wind of the night blow from side to side, hunting and hunting; the crisp ringing of the bell on the handle of the knife was like an elf at midnight Let out a cheerful long cry.
Ye Qi glanced disdainfully at the poisonous snakes surrounding him, and the dragon power that had been under his control burst out through his body. Suddenly, all the poisonous snakes seemed to be coming to the end of the world, and they swam around in panic, even if they hadn't dared to cross the thunder pool before. A half-step aperture can't stop them at this time, even though any poisonous snake that crosses the aperture will be scalded to pieces.
"Is it you who pretended to be me outside the church this evening?" Ye Qi looked at the other party's black windbreaker that was similar to his, and couldn't help squinting his eyes: "Although from my personal standpoint, people in the Holy See die more The more the better, even if they are all dead, they are only making a contribution to a peaceful world; but the feeling of being a scapegoat makes me feel that before the Holy See is all dead, there should be some funeral objects... "
Yan Mo drew a sharp flash in the hazy night—Ye Qi, who had left the bar before, walked straight towards the church near the city of Landingburg. Even though it was foggy, the priests and monks in white It was still very conspicuous; originally Ye Qi's plan was to bypass the other party and rush to the church to check the scene in advance, but the fluctuations in the surrounding fog caused Ye Qi to frown and stop, hiding aside.
If there is an incident where people from the Holy See were attacked and killed on the way back after leaving his bar, plus the previous incident where the church was burned, what will be the consequences
Ye Qi naturally understood it all too well, so even if he was reluctant in his heart, he still had to save the white-robed priest—of course, there was only the white-robed priest, and it would be better for the other monks to return to their god's embrace as soon as possible. It’s better to make a little compensation for their sins of preaching and harming ordinary people everywhere; although it can only be compensated this time, it’s better than nothing, isn’t it
Under the moonlight, Yan Mo blew a breeze in the dim light, and the surrounding fog was bounded by Yan Mo's blade, which seemed to be divided into two entities; Yan Mo pointed at the opponent's neck fiercely and without a trace of hesitation— Even if the blood race has strong resilience, they will still die after their heads are cut off.
"hiss!"
Suddenly a thin sword appeared in the other party's hand, and he tapped it lightly at Yan Mo's blade. The blade was light, like an elegant egret; but encountering Yan Mo's knife was doomed to break his wings.
"Clang!"
"Pfft!"
The crisp metallic sound and the splashing sparks are like the howling of a tiger after predation; Immediately, there was a cloud of blood mist on the opponent's neck.
"Squeak..."
The opponent's head did not fall in the blood mist, but a bunch of bats fled around; the bats gathered in the distance, and the opponent's figure appeared again, but the previous elegance was now only left with a panicked and frustrated roar: "Ye Qi! I must kill you!"