Beast Summoner

Hearing that the Holy Son, instead of taking the opportunity to run away, continued to provoke the high priest, Gu Ci and others' hearts were already in their throats, and they were about to jump out of their chests.

They really couldn't figure out what kind of nerves the Holy Son had, and he provoked the high priest again and again. Did he want to have a showdown with the high priest, or did he want to fight to the death with the high priest now?

The person who is most afraid is undoubtedly Gu Ci. He knows what the Holy Son did yesterday. Not only does he know it, but he is also at the scene. He was even the one who did it in the end. If the high priest discovers this, he will

To be sure, he will definitely die worse than the black shadow yesterday!

Gu Ci clearly felt that his calves had begun to cramp, and his stomach seemed to be spasming. He knew that this was a negative manifestation of his over-stressed body. He wanted to restrain himself, but his body was even more unruly.

The two people walking next to Gu Ci noticed something strange about Gu Ci, and hurriedly and implicitly helped Gu Ci, so that Gu Ci did not fall.

"What's wrong with you?" Gu Ci asked through a voice transmission. The people here are not ordinary people, and their ears are not ordinary. Talking softly from such a distance, as long as the other party is willing, is no different from shouting in their ears.

So Transmission is still relatively safe.

"It's okay, it's just that I was too tired during the latest practice and my body is a little weak." Gu Ci replied through the same voice transmission.

The high priest's body trembled slightly, his face turned pale, and the anger in his eyes almost burst out. The guards around the high priest also glared at the back of the Holy Son, but the high priest didn't say anything, so they didn't dare to act rashly. To be honest,

Even if the high priest speaks, they may not really be willing to touch the Holy Son in their hearts.

Watching the Holy Son and his party drifting away, the coldness in the high priest's eyes became more and more intense. The two saint-level powerhouses around him felt a hint of chill, but the high priest never had an attack and watched the Holy Son and his party.

Completely disappeared from sight.

"High Priest, we can't just let them go! They are too arrogant! If they are allowed to continue, your prestige among the undead tribe will be affected!" Seeing that the Holy Son has disappeared, the undead people

The Holy Magister jumped out in a hurry and shouted excitedly.

"That's right, and a lot of things have happened to the Undead tribe during this period. Many of your loyal followers have been killed inexplicably. The Holy Son must be related to this matter! This matter has a great impact on the Undead tribe, especially

In the Divine Mansion, everyone is in panic, and the entire Divine Mansion is about to fall into deathly silence!" the undead holy warrior added.

The high priest glanced at the two of them. How could he not see the little thoughts of these two people? When the Holy Son was here, they were all silent. After the Holy Son left, they began to express their righteous indignation.

However, the high priest did not reprimand the two of them for this. Instead, he waved his hand and said casually: "He is just a holy son and cannot cause any trouble."

"He is going to see the Saint. Do we really want him to go? What if the two of them join forces?" The Holy Magister of the Undead asked nervously. He was worried about the rumors that the Son and the Saint would join forces to fight against the high priest.

But I’ve heard of it being described as having a nose and eyes, and it’s hard not to believe it.

"The two of them join forces? One is a Son who is not yet a Saint, and the other is a Saint who is not yet a Saint. What will happen even if they join forces?" The high priest curled his lips disdainfully.

The Holy Mage of the Undead and the Holy Warrior of the Undead looked at each other, showing a look of sudden realization. No wonder that after the Holy Grail came back, the high priest did not immediately use it to transform the Saint. After repairing it, it still did not put it into use immediately. It turned out that it was for

Beware of the Holy Son!

"I think they should not be allowed to meet so easily. No one knows what will happen. What if something happens? There has never been a situation in history where the Son of the Undead and the Saint of the Undead appeared at the same time. We have to guard against it.

Ah!" the Holy Mage of the Undead said with a frown.

The high priest's eyes narrowed slightly, "Then you two take people to guard the blood pool to see what he wants to do, and report to me at any time!"

The corners of the Holy Magister's mouth twitched. He originally wanted to perform well in front of the high priest and leave a deep impression on the high priest, but he didn't expect that he would be sent to supervise the Holy Son in the end. He wished he could stay away from the Holy Son.

Far away, it's better now, he's been sent directly to the Holy Son.

The Holy Warrior of the Undead was even more speechless. He was a complete disaster. He now wished he could slap the Holy Magister of the Undead severely.

Although the Holy Son has not killed a holy warrior yet, it does not mean that he will not kill. He does not want to be the first undead holy warrior killed by the Holy Son.

"What? You two don't want to go?" Seeing that the two did not accept the order immediately, the high priest asked.

"No...no, it's just that we have to guard the Temple of Death now and guard the safety of the high priest. If we all leave like this, wouldn't it be inappropriate? How about letting him go and I stay?" The Holy Warrior of the Undead

He probed carefully.

Although the high priest had already spoken, he still wanted to give it a try to see if he could get rid of this task.

After all, he had no responsibility for driving away the Holy Son. It can be seen from the Holy Son's attitude towards him that the Holy Son did not blame him, so he did not want to follow the Holy Magister of the Dead.

After hearing the words of the Holy Warrior of the Undead, the Holy Mage of the Undead's face changed slightly. He did not expect that the partner he had worked with for many years would actually want to part ways with him at this time.

"You are really good at guarding the Temple of Death. Even the Holy Son was turned away by you and was even driven away by you." The high priest nodded and said casually.

"High Priest, we were wrong, please punish us!" The undead holy warrior knelt down directly in front of the high priest and proactively admitted his mistake.

At this time, the Holy Warrior of the Undead has understood that no matter how reluctant he is, he can only bite the bullet and take on this task. I am afraid it will be difficult to turn down this task.

He gave up the excuse and took the initiative to admit his mistake, partly because he did not want to offend the high priest, and partly because he believed that the high priest must know the whole story.

After all, this happened at the gate of the Death Temple, and it did not happen thousands or tens of thousands of miles away. Knowing the whole story, the high priest still did this, so he could only choose to accept his fate.

However, he had already made up his mind. He would not work hard, but he would rush to get the honor. If there was a problem, he would let the Holy Magister of the Dead take the blame. Who knows, it was the Holy Magister of the Dead who had eaten enough to support himself. So much nonsense,

I just took over this thankless job.

Although this matter cannot be completely blamed on the Holy Magister of the Undead, the Holy Warrior of the Undead does not care about this. In his opinion, he was dragged into the water by the Holy Magister of the Undead, so the Holy Magister of the Undead must bear the corresponding consequences, even if they are together

Neither can it be done with a partner who has been with me for many years.

The Holy Magister of the Undead looked at the Holy Warrior of the Undead in surprise. He did not know what the Holy Warrior of the Undead was really thinking at this time. He thought that the Holy Warrior of the Undead was really willing to accompany him to suffer the punishment.

Although he was very dissatisfied with the way the Undead Holy Warriors asked him to go by himself at first, the current actions of the Undead Holy Warriors made him feel a little touched.

The Holy Magister of the Undead knew very well that strictly speaking, this matter was his fault and had nothing to do with the Holy Warriors of the Undead. The Holy Warriors of the Undead had completely taken advantage of him.

At first, he thought that the Undead Holy Warrior would continue to try his best to shirk it and put all the responsibilities on him. Unexpectedly, he took the initiative to take over the task at the critical moment. Partners are partners after all!

"High Priest, I admit my mistake. It's all my fault! If it weren't for me, things wouldn't be like this!" The Holy Mage of the Undead hurriedly followed the Holy Warrior of the Undead and knelt down, lowered his head, and showed a look of deep self-blame.

appearance.

"You all get up! Work hard and don't let me down again. I will temporarily arrange for others to take your place. After you have dealt with the saint's affairs, you can come back." The high priest gently waved his hand in the air.

Help, the Holy Warrior of the Undead and the Holy Magister of the Undead were helped up.

It was not that the Holy Warrior of the Undead and the Holy Magister of the Undead took the initiative to stand up when they saw the high priest holding them up in the air, but they felt a gentle force helping them up.

"Thank you, High Priest, we will definitely not let you down!" the Undead Holy Warrior responded with excitement.

The words of the high priest were undoubtedly a disguised form of forgiveness for them. As long as they did well this time, they could still come back as guards of the Temple of Death.

Being a guard at the entrance of the Temple of Death is not a humble position. On the contrary, it is the most noble position in the entire temple. It is a privilege that can only be enjoyed by the personal guards of the high priest. It is a position that countless people envy.

"Holy...Lord Holy Son, did you go too far just now? What if...what if the high priest really takes action against us?" Gu Ci asked softly, his voice still speaking.

There was some slight trembling, obviously he had not recovered from the confrontation with the high priest just now.

"Then let's do it! We all have one head and two eyes, who is afraid of whom? As the saying goes, the brave will be starved to death and the timid will be starved to death. If you lose, you lose. I don't believe that the high priest dares to do anything to me, but

If we win, then the Divine Mansion will be our world!" Li Zhenbang said nonchalantly.

Gu Ci grinned and thought to himself: The high priest doesn't dare to do anything to you, but he dares to do anything to us! It's just that he just muttered these words in his heart, and now he doesn't dare to say it even to death.

of.

"Then what should we do if we lose?" Gu Ci didn't dare to say it, but that didn't mean that others didn't dare to say it, so Qiang Cao took the initiative to ask.

The other two people looked elsewhere deliberately, but they all pricked up their ears and listened.