The rest of the people nodded, thinking that sending these men was enough, so behind them, several ninjas emerged from the earth, water, and air, knelt down on one knee, and received the order from their leader.
After that, the ground turned into several shadow bullets and sent orders in all directions.
Time went back to London, and it was still dark. In an abandoned park on the outskirts of London, a figure in a robe sat on a dilapidated bench, with a big hood covering his face. Not far away, a few homeless people
The Han people sat around a bonfire to keep warm, eating food from the garbage during the day.
They picked up food from the garbage dump while laughing and shouting. This was their world at night. They didn't have to care about other people's opinions, and they didn't have to be careful to avoid the sight of the patrolmen like they did in a densely populated city center. They could do whatever they wanted.
Just say what they want to say.
A few homeless people would occasionally look back at the guy sitting on the bench. Obviously, that guy was also a homeless guy, his own kind. But on such a cold and windy winter night, he was sitting alone on the bench.
Wouldn't it be very cold? It would be strange if he wasn't frozen to death after sitting like this all night.
An old homeless man kindly called to the other party, "Hey, come here, there is room for one person to sit here and warm yourself by the fire, young man, so you may be able to hold on longer."
The other person didn't move. The other homeless people laughed and said, "Forget it, that guy may have some illness. He may be afraid. Leave him alone. He really can't bear the cold. He will come over by himself."
In this world, even the most unfortunate people can occasionally find happiness, but for this person, he will never have a trace of happiness again. His world has collapsed, and all that is left is deep hatred and boundless hatred.
Endless hesitation.
Fortunately, he discovered that he was not the only one to survive.
About five minutes later, another shadow wrapped in a robe slowly walked over, stopped in front of the bench, and looked at each other silently for a while with the person on the bench. Neither of them could tell what their eyes and expressions were.
, the moon shrank into the dark clouds at this time, and the two could no longer see the expressions on each other's faces.
Shokares wiped off his hood and sighed, "Thank the Lord, you didn't take that ship either, Lord Leonor."
Leonor shook his head slowly, "This is the first time I have disobeyed the Pope's order. Unexpectedly..."
Both of them couldn't continue after saying half a sentence. At this time, they both saw the desolate and sad look in each other's eyes. Shokares adjusted his emotions. As the referee, his ambition must always be
Much firmer than a cardinal, he said in a low voice, "Have you heard? The Dark Council has occupied the Vatican and even used dirty magic to forge a fake Holy See. If it was a year ago, even if Satan himself told
I, I don’t believe that such a thing could happen, it’s simply…”
Leonor said painfully, "The most cruel thing is that the kind people in the world don't know the fact that the Holy See has been destroyed. They believe that the Holy See still exists, and they pray to God devoutly every day, O Lord Almighty.
, your city has been captured by the enemy, don’t you know? Why don’t you send angels to punish those evil people?”
Shokares frowned. Although Leonor was pedantic, he made such a prayer, which showed that he was really desperate. Shokares quickly pushed him, "Lord Leonor, we are God
Servants of God, guards of God, we are here, if we don’t eradicate enemies and wipe out evil for God, then who can do it?”
Leonor stopped praying and glanced at each other. Everyone was dead. The Pope was dead and the Golden Knight was dead. The only ones left were the two of them, and maybe some of the few who followed them wholeheartedly.
With just such a few subordinates, could it be that...
Leonor suddenly thought of something and was slightly startled, "Master Judge, are you planning to assassinate the Dark Speaker? This... this is impossible. Six paladins have worked together to assassinate the Speaker before, but they all failed.
We also sacrificed the life of a paladin to get in. With all due respect, this is a complete suicide, and there is no way we will succeed."
Xukares shook his head, "That's not what I meant. Have you forgotten..."
He suddenly came close to Leonor's head, with a solemn and cautious expression, but whispered, "More than ten years ago, a group of clergy who held high positions in the Vatican left the Vatican, and then disappeared without a trace, as if they had disappeared from this world.
Disappeared, do you know their whereabouts?"
Leonor instantly understood what Xiucares meant. The Pope personally ordered that the traces of these people should not be leaked, and no one was allowed to disturb them. This matter only involved the eight highest-ranking people serving the Pope.
The cardinal knew, but there was nothing to worry about now.
Leonor immediately nodded vigorously, "Yes, more than ten years ago, those adults went to find the way to heaven, but now it has been...eighteen years, and I don't know that they are here now.
Where, but I roughly know their route, they follow the footsteps of the saints thousands of years ago
Seal, go and pursue it step by step. You are right. Those adults, their strength in the past was close to the Pope. Now... their power must be even stronger. Ah, Almighty Lord, why didn't I think of them?
Where's the existence?" Leonor was suddenly so excited that his whole body trembled.
Shokares's eyes also shone with light, "Then, we may be able to find them. If it is them, they will definitely be able to take back the Holy City and lead us to rise again. There are still many branches of ours in various places. Fortunately, we
, the Dark Council actually preserved the existence of these people and did not attack them. This is really the grace of God. As long as these clergy scattered around are gathered together, we can reorganize a large army and launch a revenge counterattack."
Leonor nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, you are right, but..." He suddenly hesitated, "Those adults have already sworn not to get involved in anything in this mortal world again.
They are sworn to God. You know, if a cleric breaks his oath..."
Shokares interrupted him coldly, "The Pope is dead, all the clergy in the Vatican have been wiped out, and the Holy City has been destroyed by evil. Aren't these enough to make those old men break their oaths? God has been covered up.
Shame, are they still indifferent? Then let them abide by their vows, but I swear, they will never find the way to heaven in their lifetime."
The two got up and walked quickly along the dilapidated path in the park. Several homeless people had been listening to their conversation, and they all burst into laughter. One homeless man shrugged, "They turned out to be two lunatics."
, God? Haha, if God really bless them, they won’t become homeless?”
"Yeah... God has disappeared from this world a long time ago... and... He will never come back again." Another homeless man muttered drunkenly, pouring the last bit of the bottle into his mouth.