Godly Dragon Guard

The black mist was a bit strange. Shen Lang took a closer look and saw a large number of tiny insects filling the black mist.

It was very similar to the blood poison I encountered in Qingwan Village before. Tiny poison insects were flying all over the sky, giving people a feeling of red mist.

If an ordinary person steps into this Supata Mountain, the black mist will come face to face and will penetrate directly into the flesh and blood.

Although it won't kill people like blood poison, the poison in the black mist is highly poisonous, and the attack time is three days.

After an ordinary person is bitten by a poisonous insect in the black mist, he will die violently after three days.

This is the reason why people in the small town below the mountain call it a curse. In fact, it's just a poison planted by the Illuminati around Supata Mountain to prevent outsiders from invading the Illuminati headquarters.

Shen Lang circulated the Divine Illumination Sutra, and waves of strong wind swirled around his body, dispersing the black mist that came towards him.

After passing through a dark fog area, Shen Lang finally arrived at the center of Supata Mountain and saw the building of the Illuminati headquarters.

Shen Lang hid in a towering tree with lush branches and looked at the huge building below, feeling surprised in his heart.

The building of the Illuminati headquarters actually looks a bit like an ancient Chinese palace. It has a simple shape and a low building, but it has a very wide space. It is nearly two miles from the front door to the back door.

The interior is tightly defended, and guards and sub-divisions armed with automatic rifles can be seen patrolling back and forth everywhere.

This is naturally a piece of cake for Shen Lang.

Shen Lang was already a master of transformation and could easily escape the eyes of ordinary people. He quickly slipped into the palace.

First, he randomly captured a patrolling Jiangtou division. Shen Lang took him abducted to a hidden mountain forest, threw him on the ground, and began to interrogate him.

"Don't... don't kill me!" The head-lowering master crawled back a few steps in fear, feeling that Shen Lang's figure was like a ghost, and he was taken away before he could react.

"It's easy if you want me not to kill you. Just tell me something." Shen Lang said with a sinister look.

Under Shen Lang's pressure, the head-lowering master did not dare to resist, so he had to shrink his head and tell Shen Lang some news.

The Illuminati headquarters here is indeed a gathering place for Illuminati bigwigs. A few days ago, a large-scale meeting was held here. A large number of cadres attended, and most of the cadres are still staying here.

In Southeast Asia, there are countless members of the Illuminati, but the number of cadres is still relatively small.

The leader of the Illuminati is called the Pope, and under the Pope there are three archbishops, as well as bishops and deacons of each branch.

The pope does not directly preside over church matters; the archbishop generally presides over religious affairs.

But Shen Lang can conclude that the Pope must know the most and arrest him first.

"Where does the Pope live?" Shen Lang asked coldly.

"This...I..." The head-turning master hesitated and did not dare to speak out. The consequences of betraying the Holy Religion would be extremely serious.

The storage ring in Shen Lang's hand flashed, and he took out the green glass sword and held it in his hand. He pointed it directly at the head-lowering master's neck and said expressionlessly: "Do you want to tell me?"

Seeing that Shen Lang seemed to conjure a sword out of thin air, the head-dressing master was so frightened that he thought Shen Lang was some kind of demon. He immediately knelt down and kowtowed, muttering: "Lord, please spare me. You must explain everything! The Pope lives in an inner hall on the right side of the Palace of the Holy Church. It is very ornate in shape, and there is a statue of the Holy Lord outside the door, which is easy to identify!"

After knowing the news, Shen Lang knocked out the head-dropping master with a knife, returned to the woods, and sneaked into the palace of the Illuminati headquarters.

The scale of the Illuminati is very large, including conference halls, worship palaces, breeding halls, Gu breeding rooms, warehouses, fuel pipelines, etc. Most areas are manned and heavily fortified.

There are even some entertainment facilities, such as wine stewards, casinos, game arcades, etc., as well as some seductively dressed women for the cadres of the Illuminati to have fun and have a good time. I have to say these guys are quite enjoying themselves.

Shen Lang passed everyone's eyes and arrived in front of a building on the right side of the palace.

This building is very gorgeous. It is a new two-story building built on the original foundation of the palace.

Gardens, rockeries, waterfalls, fountains, everything! Typical European royal style architecture.

This should be the Pope's bedroom, and there is indeed a statue standing outside the door.

This is the so-called "Statue of the Holy Lord", and the person on the statue is naturally Qing Mingzi, the founder of the Illuminati.

Qing Mingzi is called the Holy Master among the Illuminati followers.

Shen Lang glanced at the sculpture of Qing Mingzi with curiosity. On the statue, Qing Mingzi was wearing a classical Chinese robe, like a Taoist robe, with a jade-like thing in his right hand and a flag hanging on his back.

The shape is quite classical, but it has an indescribable weirdness.

Without stopping, Shen Lang sneaked directly into the Pope's bedroom.

Across the garden, there were two guards standing outside the door of the Pope's bedroom.

I saw a black shadow floating past, and the two Jiangtou division guards fell to the ground silently.

This place was well soundproofed, so Shen Lang had no scruples and just broke the window and entered.

The decoration in the hall was extremely gorgeous, the lights were still on, but no one was seen.

A faint gasp could be heard coming from the bedroom on the right. Along with the woman's gasp, Shen Lang stepped forward and kicked open the bedroom door.

In the bedroom, on a gorgeous English-style bed, the paunchy Pope was sitting shirtless and doing some exciting exercises with a beautiful model on the bed. He didn't pay attention to the sound of the window breaking.

Seeing someone suddenly kicking in the door, the fat-looking Pope on the bed shrank with fright and exclaimed: "You... who are you?"

Seeing that the Pope of the Illuminati looked like a pig and was so lustful, Shen Lang couldn't help but reveal a hint of sarcasm on his face.

It seems that these guys who claim to be the Holy Cult are all robbers and thieves. If these guys could really inherit some of Qing Mingzi's abilities, they wouldn't be such scumbags.

The beautiful model next to her, who was naked and dripping with sweat, had a pale face and was so frightened that she was about to call for help.

Shen Lang rushed forward, knocked her unconscious with a knife, and threw her aside.

Then, Shen Lang set his sights on the short and fat pope.

"You... dare to break into this Pope's bedroom. Do you want to die?" The Pope shouted sternly. While saying this, he was also secretly observing Shen Lang's face.

He is not a fool. The Illuminati headquarters is so tightly guarded. The fact that this man can break in without being discovered shows that his skills are absolutely extraordinary.

"Are you the Pope? That makes things easier to handle. I just want to ask you some questions, and you'd better answer them obediently, or I'll cut off your hands and feet!" Shen Lang said nonchalantly.

"How dare you, the Holy Church is not a place for you to act wild!" The pope was angry and suddenly became bolder, muttering something in his mouth.

I saw the fat all over his body shrinking, his mouth opened, and a large number of golden flying insects flew out, "buzzing" like small bombers and rushed towards Shen Lang. (To be continued)