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Chapter 972 Baros

"Where are the weapons?"

Seeing that the little princess of the demon clan had not made a sound for a long time, Li Junshan asked again: "Or it is a magical weapon, which is the magical weapon that the pope has in history and traces?"

"Didn't you tell me about this last time?"

The little princess glanced at Li Junshan and said, "The Wheel of Fate has seen many people. Even though it appears extremely fast, many ancient books or picture albums have its vague and abstract pictures."

"Is there only one wheel of destiny?"

The so-called Wheel of Fate Li Junshan once saw it in the picture album. If it were not for the text that it was a magical artifact owned by the Pope, he would almost treat it as a twisted semicircular magic circle diagram.

"Armor."

The little princess thought for a while and said, "It is said that when the Pope defeated dozens of eight-winged angels and the Bishop of the God of Light at that time in the plane war, he wore a set of armor with a unique shape and amazing protection. Perhaps he could beat ten times or even more than his opponents. This piece of armor with fate was also a lot of effect by later generations."

"Wheel of Fate, Armor of Fate..."

Li Junshan pondered for a moment and asked again: "If you say so, you can form a fate suit? Is there any more?"

"It is said that there is another weapon, but some people say it is a knife, some people say it is a sword, and some people say it is a spear, and some people say it is a spear. I have read Ru Hai's information but I can't confirm it."

The little princess sighed slightly when she said this, and said, "After all, after the plane war ended, the pope would occasionally go back to the temple of the Demon God Sect Master, but there was nothing else or someone worthy of his attack."

"By the way, how did he become the pope?"

Li Junshan suddenly remembered this question.

"According to internal information of the Demon God Cult, the Pope was still in his youth, but for some reason, he suddenly died while sorting out the sect discussion in the study. At that time, countless strong doctors went to check but couldn't find any abnormalities. In the end, he had to declare to the outside world that he died of a sudden illness."

"Is there something wrong with it?" Li Junshan noticed something sensitively.

"It's not that there is something wrong, but eight out of ten people suspected that it was the secret trick of the current pope. However, before the death of the pope, he left a book signal to call everyone to elect Mubawell as the new pope. Mubawell did not know how to use the means. The bishop and deacon at that time unanimously agreed with the last wish of the former pope. Less than ten days after the former died, Mubawell became the new pope, and this term lasted for more than 10,000 years."

The little princess said and sighed again, and after a while, she continued: "The most capable pope in the history of the demon clan was born. In less than a thousand years, Mubawell turned a demon god cult that was originally just an indirect use of the empire to rule the people into a threat to the empire, and even once surpassed the power of the empire."

“In some ways, we have to thank the plane war that was ten thousand years ago.”

The silent king suddenly spoke, "Before the plane war broke out, the situation of the demon clan was extremely tense. All aspects and intelligence showed that the Pope and the Demon God Cult tried to overthrow the empire and establish a plane world with only the God Cult without the imperial power of the empire. The plane war brought heavy damage to the demon clan, but if the plane war did not break out, there would be a fierce battle between the Demon God Cult and the empire. As for the strength of the Demon God Cult and the Pope in the plane war, our empire is probably not as good as him."

Only by exchanging intelligence can we obtain real and appropriate information, but the words of the little princess and the president were unprecedented in Li Junshan.

"Have you ever suspected that the Pope came from an alien plane?"

By the way, Li Junshan asked boldly: "For example, if he belongs to a world of higher planes that you don't know, like the Chaos plane, he is just teleported to the demon world when an abnormality occurs in space?"

"What's the meaning?"

The little princess frowned and looked at Li Junshan and asked, "What do you mean is the Pope not our demon? This is impossible! The Pope must be a demon with pure blood. I think if the Pope was not sure about that, how could he respect Mubawell so much? From the information, it shows that the Pope at that time simply treated Mubawell as the next pope."

"Pure blood?"

Li Junshan paused and said, "So do you think my bloodline is pure? At the beginning, you demons I met almost all regard me as their same clan."

"It's two different things to have demonic blood and bloodline."

The little princess looked at Li Junshan with contempt and said, "You only have dark aura and power, which is completely similar to the demon clan, but please believe me. Since you came to the demon world, no one really regards you as our demon clan."

"Then you didn't see me transforming into an alien."

Li Junshan wanted to say this very much, but in the end he gave up.

"Okay, if you have nothing to ask, then should you fulfill your promise? Tell me, when did the Pope meet with the Pope? Where? Under what circumstances? What did you say again?"

The little princess was not in the mood to accompany Li Junshan to confirm his guesses, but asked back.

"All right."

Li Junshan responded happily, and so far he also got the information he needed, and did not mind telling them the secrets that would soon be spread or revealed to the world.

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The greenness and tranquility of his eyes did not make Evil Man feel much better. Thinking about his experience in the Light Plane a half day ago, he would not get angry.

The performance of the blood shortage made Emanu too disappointed. Emanu did not doubt his strength. Whether it was killing several eight-winged angels of the same level in seconds, or keenly detecting the appearance of the two popes, at least Emanu, Tide, Rose and others could not do it.

The Blood Young Master was too cautious. Eagle Man originally thought that the tide was cautious enough, but after experiencing the previous fierce battle that was not fierce but dangerous, Eagle Man finally saw that ten thousand years had passed. The Blood Young Master became more than just strength and character. The domineering Blood Young Master was no longer there.

"Thinking about this and that is the style of the Light God Cult and the Demon Clan. If you don't dare to fight for your life, is it still considered the Underworld Clan?"

The more Erman thought about it, the more angry he couldn't help but curse, "I've been frustrated for thousands of years, but I've seen so many angels, including a bishop, escape from my eyes but still not chased me..."

As soon as he spoke, he could not continue to curse, and his expression turned from anger to sadness.

After ten thousand years of hard work, Emanuch once thought that he had the strength to challenge Pope Light, but everything he had just experienced clearly told him that it was not only himself who had made progress. Compared with the past, Pope Light's strength became even more terrifying, which made the heart of this Mingniu who originally wanted to hate him, and felt a sense of powerlessness deeply penetrated into his bones.

"The blood... I hope he has the ability to fight against the Pope of Light..."

This sentence appeared in his mind, which was also the reason why Eagle Man was willing to listen to his actions, although he couldn't stand the actions of Blood Low.

"call!"

Evil Man was just thinking about it and suddenly heard a gust of wind and looked up, but he saw a towering mountain appearing at the endless green end of the forest. A huge castle was still built on the mountain. At this time, countless figures flew up and rushed towards this side.

Evil man was not surprised, but he didn't even take out his axe and jumped up to meet him. He was hundreds of meters away from the figures, and he shouted far away: "Baros, if you are here, don't you get out for me."

Evil Man was not in the plane of light, nor in the underworld. After the news of the three evil spirits and the mad demons revealed by the Pope of the Demon God Cult, he returned to the underworld according to the arrangement of the Blood Little Structure to come to this plane world called Nevi to find Baros.

Of course, there is a reason why the Blood Young Sect Evil Man came. Sansha had no friendship with the Mingniu clan at that time, but Baros and Evil Man had extremely similar temperaments. In the plane battle ten thousand years ago, the two of them fought side by side many times, and personal relationships were definitely extraordinary.

"Who dares to call the title of Lord, and seek death!"

What surprised Eman was that before Baros's voice could sound, the group of people flying over roared out the right language with a straightforward language, which surprised Eman but was a little surprised.

With the official language of the Nether Clan, the Pope of the Demon God Clan did not lie. Even if Baros is not here, it is obvious that a powerful Nether Clan strongman ruled the plane world.

"Get out!"

Eagleman was very happy and immediately forgot the troubles in front of him. Among the people in front of him, there were more strength in the Holy Realm, and only three or five of them were super-level, but they were only in the early stages of strength. Eagleman's body flashed suddenly and turned into a hurricane and rushed out. Those who came up before they could react were squeezed over by Eagleman. The poorer people were actually thrown away by the strong wind driven by him.

"Old evil!"

The people from the tribes, including humans, orcs, elves, and other tribes, who were both shocked and angry, were not enough to catch up, and they heard the unbelievable voice of the Lord, and they immediately fell to the ground and knelt down.

"I'm not dreaming, aren't I?"

The roar like Gioree exploded in the sky, and a huge figure flashed rapidly from the mountain castle into the air before it showed its true appearance, yelled: "Old Evil? Is it really you?"

"Who else can I be if it's not me."

Eman stopped his figure and laughed and said, "You old man can enjoy it, but you actually ran here to enjoy your happiness. What is the 'Lord'? Haha, is the Lord of the Plane?"

"fart."

The huge figure appeared in front of Evil Man in the lightning, but it was a tall and strong man like a giant elephant man in the beast race. His violent characteristics were particularly obvious, while the huge kiss on his face covered with flesh had two sharp fangs.

"I wanted to be the God of the Underworld, but after thinking about it, I still didn't have the courage."

The man laughed loudly as he said, but he hugged Eagle heavily. The mountain castle was filled with the echoes of laughter from the two of them.
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