The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

After Duke Dracula started to speak, the Pope's eyes immediately moved to him. In the thick and deep blood mist, a bat the size of two palms, with a black body, sharp claws and fangs, and only a pair of eyes with a strong blood light was flapping its wings and flying. In the blood-red eyes of the little bat, there was a playful look like a cat catching a mouse, cold and indifferent.

Not only Duke Dracula appeared, but also Duke Rhine. When everyone in the church looked over, they saw a total of six bats wrapped in thick, deep, and sinister blood mist appeared in their field of vision. The arrival of these six bats with strong breath and shrouded in strong blood source energy dimmed the Holy Light Illumination used by the Pope, and the light was not as dazzling as normal.

The Holy Light Illumination was a divine art given by God. Although it was just a very ordinary divine art, this time it was performed by the Pope himself, and he used the scepter. When the Holy Light was just launched, the whole valley was illuminated by the light, and it was bright and brilliant, just like the bright day.

However, as the blood dukes approached, when the power of the blood source broke out, the thick darkness immediately eroded the light. The light of the silver moon fell and shone on the blood clan, enhancing their strength and reducing the harm brought by the holy light. This was when the moon was at its zenith, and it was the strongest time for the blood clan.

As one thing grew stronger, the other fell into a dilemma. It was late at night, not the daytime when ordinary people normally moved around. Even if there was light brought by the Holy Light, the bottomless darkness outside the light source was still frightening, weakening the determination and will of the people in the church, making them panic and afraid, and they couldn't help but want to retreat.

Moreover, it was not just the disadvantages of the environment and time. Don't think that the blood clan only sent out six dukes. The church could do things like beating up the enemy with more people, so what couldn't the blood clan do?

Raymond held a long sword as wide as a huge board in his hand. He stood beside the white-haired old pope, frowning, and looked at the group of vampires outside the valley with surprise and suspicion. There were not only six vampire dukes headed by Duke Rhine. Behind the six blood mists, there were clearly hundreds of bats of various colors and shapes, large or small, flying silently.

There was no doubt that all these bats were vampires. In the thick and surging blood mist, no one could see how many vampires were hiding in the blood mist for a while. They only knew that the number was terrifying, because the pairs of blood-glowing eyes in the blood mist were already flashing bloodthirsty eyes in the darkness.

Raymond looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief: "How could the blood clan know that we are hiding here? Tonight is just a first embrace ceremony held by the Duke of Black Tulip. How could the other six dukes be present? She can't have such a face! This is a conspiracy, a conspiracy against the church!"

Raymond kept shouting in his heart. Reason made him confirm that the scene in front of him came from the blood clan's counterattack. The blood clan knew the hidden secrets of the church. There must be a reason. The biggest possibility is that someone leaked the secret. However, he knew rationally that this might be the truth, but he couldn't accept it emotionally-

Raymond thought it was impossible from the bottom of his heart. Upton would not betray. He was a fanatic of the church. He devoted his body and mind to the Lord. He would never betray the church! As the leader of the fanatics, Raymond couldn't believe that the fanatics under his command would betray.

But if Upton hadn't betrayed and exposed everything, how could the blood clan detect the church's plan? Upton was carrying a special treasure of the church, which could conceal the holy light on his body. The blood clan could not discover his identity at all. He had been lying in ambush beside the Duke of Black Tulip for so long before, but she had never discovered his true identity.

Just when Raymond was puzzled, the white-haired and white-bearded pope sighed softly, and his skinny and old right hand tightly grasped the scepter in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "I think the only one who can see through the church's plan is probably the fourth-generation prince of the blood clan." The pope felt bitter, because the church knew too little about the fourth-generation prince of the blood clan.

"I underestimated him. I thought that even if the fourth generation prince awakened, no matter how powerful he was, it didn't matter, because as long as I was willing to sacrifice myself to invite the gods to come and perform the God's Descent, I was sure that I could drag the fourth generation of blood clan to death together. But what I didn't expect was that the fourth generation prince could actually see through Upton's disguise and find loopholes to discover the church's arrangements and plans."

"This is really a step wrong and a thousand steps wrong." The Pope sighed hoarsely and full of vicissitudes. He clenched the scepter in his hand. In an instant, all kinds of complex emotions passed through his heart. Soon he made up his mind-originally, he planned to desperately use the God's Descent to deal with the fourth generation prince's blood clan if he met the fourth generation prince.

Now that the situation has reversed, he will desperately perform the God's Descent to drag these blood clans and give Raymond and others a way out. The only thing to be thankful for now is that the Duke of Black Tulip's territory is on the edge of the blood clan, so it is not too difficult to retreat from here and return to the church's sphere of influence. Moreover, when they sneaked in, there were arrangements made by Upton along the way, so it should not be too difficult for the church to retreat.

"Leymon, I now order you to take all the knights and priests under your command to turn around and leave the territory of the vampires and return to the Holy See immediately. Don't worry, as long as I am still alive, you don't have to worry about the pursuing vampires. I will be here to guard you. Take the retreat and block these vampires firmly!" The Pope raised his scepter and cast the holy light again, but this time the light became more dazzling, forcing the approaching vampires back.

After temporarily forcing the surrounding vampires back, the Pope shouted: "Go quickly!!!" His tone was firm and decisive, full of unquestionable majesty and coldness, and under his order, headed by Raymond The remaining knights and priests followed his orders almost instinctively and turned around. This was the obedience and trust in the Pope that was engraved in their hearts.

Raymond and others did not react until they turned around and ran for a few steps. Raymond's face was filled with regret and determination. He turned around, stopped and shouted: "His Majesty the Pope, I can't let you hold them back alone, please." Let me stay with you. I will be your shield and protect you from all dangers and attacks!"

With that said, Raymond waved the big sword in his hand and walked a few steps to the Pope's side, but he made up his mind and refused to retreat. He was determined to fight with the Pope until the end, even if he died. He willingly gave his life for the church and never regretted it.

As Raymond took the initiative to stay, other companions in the church who came to the Blood Tribe territory were not willing to leave the Pope alone and escape. They also unswervingly expressed their willingness to stay and help. Facing them The Pope is angry and angry about the choice of sacrificing his life for righteousness. Is it now time to compare who is more pious and who is willing to dedicate his life for the Lord and the church?

Now is the time to work hard to let our companions escape more and retain the backbone of the church. Only if more people return alive will the vampires be afraid of the power of the church and not dare to invade the church's territory. For a brighter future, necessary sacrifices are necessary, even if it is him, the pope, who has to be sacrificed, it is natural.

The Pope sternly shouted: "Are you going to make my sacrifice meaningless? Why don't you leave quickly?! Now is not the time to show off. Being able to escape is the church's gain and victory. Only if you return to the Holy See safely, can the vampires I am too afraid to destroy the church. For the sake of a brighter future, leave now!”

Although Raymond and others knew that what the Pope said was right, who could easily make a choice at this time, especially now that the person facing the sacrifice was the Pope whom they all respected and admired. The more devout believers are and the more loyal they are to the church and the Lord, the less they can do to leave behind the papal crown.

But everyone in the church has forgotten one thing. The party that can decide the situation between the church and the vampire clan has never been the church, but the vampire clan. The Pope wants to single-handedly hold back all the vampires who come to encircle and ambush. Has he asked the Duke of Rhine and others for their opinions?

The six dukes went out together to keep all the people in the church here. Although unexpectedly, there was a big fish mixed in among this group of people, but even if there was such a change, they would never let go. Get past these guys who dare to offend the dignity of the vampire clan.

Including the Pope, they will not let go of any of the knights and priests who dare to touch the territory of the vampires. Since these minions of the church dare to face the majesty of the vampires, they must be prepared to fail and be punished after failure. The vampires have never been good men and women, and there is no saying that they will not fight back when they are bullied.

The palm-sized blood bat Duke of Rhine, whose body was as if carved from blood crystal, was flying very fast in the blood-black mist, flying left and right. He screamed, as if communicating with something, and then he told everyone in the church He mocked: "Pope, do you think these idiots can really escape? This is the territory of the vampires. There are tens of thousands of vampires who have followed the call, enough to tear you all to pieces here!"

The Pope gritted his teeth, his wrinkled old face full of determination. He waved his scepter and waved away Raymond and the other church members who were still hesitating whether to obey the Pope's words and retreat or stay and fight together. Let them return along the secret path deep in the valley, while he himself chose to stay where he was, blocking the valley.

"God, your loyal believer Ivan prays that you will bring your power to me, patrol this land for you with my eyes, and use my body to carry your divine thoughts and power." The Pope motioned to Raymond and others. After the person left immediately, he raised the scepter in his hand high and recited the forbidden incantation with a calm and relaxed expression as if he was ready to die.

The pope suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of light. He looked pious and fearless, and his scepter suddenly pointed at the vampires surrounding the valley. He shouted loudly: "God, please help me destroy the evil enemies in front of me, and let your glory return." Come to the world and purify all the evil in the world!"

The most tabooed and powerful magical technique mastered by the church, the Divine Descent Technique, was suddenly used at this moment.