Monica didn't speak all the way, but she was dancing the two elegant wings coldly under the night. If she hadn't taken care of the speed of the army behind her, she would have rushed into the Vatican city long ago. But since she was going to make trouble, it would be interesting to have more people. Perhaps pulling off the old guy's head of the pope would make her feel a little better at this moment.
In Rome, a golden meteor fell into the Vatican city.
Murantor remembered that before he went to war, after being blessed by the pope, he recited his oath to God. In the respectful eyes of everyone, he left St. Paul's Church in a solemn and holy manner. Who would have thought that he would escape back in such a embarrassed manner.
As soon as the armor disappeared, there was a burning torment of soul pain. This time, Miao Landuo actually held it back and did not faint. He threw away the two priests who came to support him, walked into the hall with sweat all over and staggered.
When they learned of Muranto's return, all the senior clergy from the Vatican headquarters gathered in the sacred temple quickly. However, everyone was surprised to see the figure who walked past them like a drunkard and the unbearable expression on their faces. The strongest paladin in the Holy See, they did not believe that the knight wearing the first papal's holy armor and the holy sword, like a paladin protected by God, could he return in such a embarrassed manner? In their imagination, the scene should be the scene of this triumphant return wearing golden armor and riding a white horse. In the flying petal rain, people slowly walked into the sacred capital, waving and smiling to the faithful believers of God, and one hand was holding the head of the blood queen.
However, every two steps Murantuo fell to his knees on the ground, which scared all the clergymen. The fantasies in their hearts were instantly shattered. It was Seucares who stepped forward and quickly supported him.
The pope's facial expression changed the most, and Murantor did not return triumphantly as he expected, which was beyond his expectations, but he still held a glimmer of hope, hoping to hear some comforting words from the other party's mouth, for example, Murantor also severely injured the queen, or the brave knight finally returned to the Vatican with a scar of glory after killing the queen.
But Miao Landuo's expression was decadent. After kneeling down on the ground, the first sentence came out: "I was defeated."
The Pope's face suddenly seemed to be covered in frost, and the whole audience suddenly became silent. After half a minute, the Pope did not speak, but the rest did not dare to move. The huge church seemed to be like rows of stone statues standing. The only thing that could support Murantuo was frowning secretly. He felt the slight trembling of the other person's body. Murantuo was not only seriously injured, but also seemed to have suffered severe mental damage.
The pope walked down the high steps with a voice, raised his hand and rolled up a strong holy light to heal Murantou's injuries, and gritted his teeth. After all, this time, he did disappoint himself too much, too disappointed!
"Well, it doesn't matter." The Pope said, breaking the dull atmosphere on the scene, as if comforting himself, "It turns out that the power of the Vampire Queen is beyond our imagination. It seems that our estimate is a bit insufficient. This set of armor and this sword, and their users in the past have successfully sealed the queen. Miao Landuo, my knight. It seems that you have not yet exerted the true power of this set of holy tools. You must hone yourself harder."
A huge echo came from both sides of the temple. The hall, which was just suppressed, suddenly became crowded with people. The cardinals' voices were like singing praises. The content was either that they firmly believed in what the pope said, and that the knights of God would be able to be more powerful in the future, help them eliminate darkness and win the victory of the holy war!
Miao Landuo laughed terrified, "Wrong, I, haha, I was not defeated by the witch." His mood was completely in a semi-trance state. He was originally full of confidence and thought that no one in this world could defeat him. He was so imposing that he would defeat Lin Chen and avenge his shame. As a result, the other party didn't even touch the sword. He knocked him fainted with just one blow. It can be imagined how huge this was.
The praises in the hall ended abruptly. Although the hall was clamoring, the hearing of these senior clergy was amazing. Each of them heard this sentence without missing a word. They looked at them with strange eyes. Even the Pope was stunned for a moment. Not the queen of the blood clan? Who else could it be? Among the dark forces, the queen of the blood clan is already the strongest. Could it be that Miao Landuo is so weak that even the old man of the Speaker can't beat?
So the pope asked in an incredible tone, "Mulanduo, my child, then, tell us his name, the enemy who defeated you." But he was thinking in his heart, you shouldn't be knocked out by your head, if you really can't even beat the Speaker and say such a shameful thing, then you really should consider letting you go to Africa to be a missionary.
At this moment, a white-clothed bishop quickly broke into the hall and shouted nervously, "Your Majesty, two people broke through the barriers on the periphery and broke in! It has been confirmed that one of them is the Speaker of the Darkness, and the other is the strange Oriental!"
Miao Landuo trembled all over and almost sat down on the ground.
Lin Chen and the Dark Speaker easily passed through the barrier outside the Vatican city. The two of them flew slowly, not like the two intruders at all. Lin Chen even leisurely admired the scenery below and said in an admirational tone, "Although the guys in the Holy See are hateful, their aesthetic views are still worthy of recognition. Speaker, look, this small city is really beautifully built. Look at the fountain and the exquisite square. If we occupy this place and turn it into the headquarters of the Dark Sponsor, what do you think?"
The Speaker pulled a face and said in a low voice, "Mr. Lin, it's not a joke now. Satan is here. I really hope your mind is clear. Are you sure we will continue to fly in? It's better here. It will be easier when you retreat later."
Lin Chen shook his head and said in frustration, "Look, look, we have not done our business yet, you said you are going to retreat. You are the Speaker of the Dark Council. You don't even give me confidence. How can you ask me a small businessman to face the entire Holy See?"
The Speaker thought in his heart, damn, it wasn't me who asked you to come. You thought of such crazy behavior by yourself, and you even want to pull me up. Satan, please bless this man without being crazy. It's really a ghost. Why should I do such a stupid thing with this guy? Where is the blood clan army now? I really hope they can come quickly.
(There is another update tonight, and today it will be an outbreak for everyone)