Five hundred and nineteenth chapters aggressive attack
The Speaker seemed to be unable to understand what Lin Chen was saying, staring at him for a long time, finally opened his mouth, closed his mouth, and shook his head again. He wanted to say, if this is the case, how could you still sit here and talk to me alive?
"Did you make the Queen angry? Did she drive you out?" The Speaker muttered, even he himself thought it was ridiculous. Resolution of the contract? There is no need to be such a trouble. If you make the Queen unhappy, she will kill you directly. In the eyes of humans, vampires are always food, and this is eternal.
Lin Chen looked at the expression on the speaker's face. It was so wonderful. This somewhat relieved some of the indescribable feeling of depression in his heart. He simply lay on the sofa, lit a cigar, and looked at the reactions of these people happily.
The two black wizards looked at each other. Lin Chen had no reason to deceive himself. Why did he lie? If he was still on duty by the queen, he would never have blasphemed his master so much.
The Speaker even felt madly in his heart, saying, "Why don't you please that woman? Is it so difficult for you to have a woman? In this way, all the plans you originally expected were gone."
He shook his head and said goodbye in disappointment, "So since that's the case, I'll say goodbye." After that, he hurried out with the two black wizards.
In Lin Chen's opinion, this old man who lived for hundreds of years and didn't know when he died had a lot of time to waste, but in the eyes of the Speaker, every minute of his own is precious. He has been wasting half a night here, and there is no need to delay any more.
Of course, Lin Chen's ally is very useful, and you can't ignore him because of this matter. The Speaker is because the other party is Lin Chen. If it were another person, he would have wasted so much time but did not bring him the benefits he deserved, and he would have poked the other party to death with a magic wand.
For this reason, the Speaker stopped at the door and turned around and said in a sour way, "Mr. Lin, forget it, this may be a good thing for you. The blood clan is preparing to attack the Holy See on a large scale. Just tonight, you can hide comfortably at home without having to withstand the destruction of the war."
Lin Chen, who was originally lying on the sofa like a lazy dragon, and even had the meaning of seeing off guests, seemed to have no idea of seeing off guests (no one knew what his emotions were hit), suddenly jumped up, staring at the Speaker with bright eyes, "What did you say? The blood clans are going to attack the Holy See, their headquarters, the Vatican?"
The Speaker nodded, "Yes, of course, it is the headquarters of God's lackeys. The Queen himself leads the army. The purpose of my visit tonight is to invite you to join us to this great battle, but now it seems that it is a bit inappropriate for you to go. I cannot guarantee that the Queen..."
Lin Chen thought for a few seconds and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are your people, the Dark Council, going to participate in the war?"
The Speaker laughed, "You are asking too naively. This is the war between darkness and light, which is our war. How could the Dark Council, as the incarnation of darkness, stand by and watch, and, you understand, we have been waiting for this day."
After saying this, the Speaker suddenly thought that he had been wasting some time unknowingly. If he didn't hurry up, he would not be able to catch up with the opportunity for the blood clan to launch a large-scale attack. So he said goodbye again and turned around and walked out.
"Please wait, Speaker." When the three of them were about to leave the house, Lin Chen suddenly chased after him, and regardless of the frowns of the two wizards, he rushed over and pressed his hand directly on the Speaker's shoulder. He said quickly, "Listen to me, you can't go. Retreat all your men who are ready to use for war, the faster the better, otherwise it will be too late!"
The Speaker looked at Lin Chen with dissatisfaction, "What are you talking about? Mr. Lin, I hope it's because I heard it wrong. I never like to joke."
One of the two dark wizards, Falques sneered, "Do you think we are not opponents of the Holy See? What a stupid idea. Although you have a good relationship with us, it is indeed necessary to improve your vision."
Lin Chen did not answer, left the three old men in black robes, walked forward a few steps alone, walked to a small rose bush, folded a rose under his nose and sniffed it.
This self-admiring action with a very pretentious element seemed to be telling them, "Go, go, don't regret it then, don't blame me for not reminding you."
Perhaps the proud smell on Lin Chen's body was too strong. The Speaker, who was about to turn into a ball of black smoke, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked, "Okay, Mr. Lin, tell me your reasons. You should stop us from going. I guess there is your reason?"
Lin Chen turned around with a few strange smiles and put the rose between his fingers and played with it. "My reason is similar to what you guessed, but it's not that absolute. I don't think the Dark Council will lose to the Holy See, but sometimes a slight gap will often change the entire history later."
The Speaker couldn't help but sneer, "So, Mr. Lin, what is the gap you are referring to?" The two black wizards had changed their faces in the darkness, and a trace of black air flowed out along their bodies. They had lived for hundreds of years, so how could they not hear such implicit remarks? Lin Chen implies that after this battle, the Dark Council will disappear from history? Any superstitious black wizard will regard it as a malicious curse when he hears this sentence, especially before the war. They cannot forgive the person who said this, no matter who he is.
With a scream, a large cloud of black mist suddenly surged out of Lin Chen's body, and it was much darker than the two black wizards. The black mist spread and instantly enveloped the three of them. The Speaker and the two strongest black wizards, these three people who had almost cultivated to merge with the darkness, felt a bone-broken coldness.
Lin Chen's voice slowly rang out in the shocked eyes of the three people, "You know that in the battle of Paris, you should not forget the golden paladin. The most powerful force in the Holy See's church is even stronger than the Pope, and you can fight with the Queen alone. Next, the loss of both sides in the battle of the altar is almost the same. The difference is that there is a split within the Dark Council. Can you ensure that you can cooperate tacitly with the blood clan in this battle? The last thing left is the duel between you and the Pope. The injury you suffered from the last sneak attack by the Pope has not yet been completely cured. Are you sure you can beat the Pope in the full state? Once you lose, your dark army will be swept away."