Warlord of Chaos

The third four zero chapter king

Han Jin couldn't wait to jump into a pit. The pit is only half a meter deep, but the diameter is very wide, about seven or eight meters. The small Thunderbirds who can't keep up with it can ignore the three seven twenty-one, Han Jin. Wherever they go, they will follow where they fall, and fall one by one in the pit. The next moment, Han Jin has jumped out from the other side, and this has made the little Thunderbirds difficult. They rushed to the pit and kept on, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not jump over half a meter. Deep pit wall.

Han Jin clap his hands and make a long sigh.

"Raphael, what's wrong?" Gibran smiled and said: "The expression is so rich..."

"I want to sing." Han Jin's face was helpless. Last night, he and Ji Bolun and others were sleeping separately, because the little Thunderbirds followed Han Jin. Everyone worried that anyone who was sleeping and turning over would have Thunderbirds. Pressed to death, so a separate grass shed was built for Han Jin, but in Han Jin’s opinion, where is the straw shed? It is a chicken nest at all!

He was already very depressed, but Yalena was still entangled with him. He repeatedly took care of Han into the night to be careful, not to tamper with, etc. In fact, Han Jin is a very polite person, but he was Xiaolei. The bird harassed the day and slept in the chicken's nest at night. Yalena came to plead guilty again. He couldn't help it. He said to Yalena on the spot, if you don't feel relieved, you can come and sleep with me. Yalina made a big red face and ran away in a panic. Until now, she did not say a word to Han Jin.

"Haha..." Saxon laughed. "I hope that your songs should not be as good as Sasou." Sasko’s voices have been appreciated by everyone. When I was sulking because of some things, as long as there were birds and beasts. The screams, she was immediately a lightning bolt, and the result was that Moxico made bad water and invited Sasio to sing. I can imagine how disgusting the Sasko’s voice is, even to the possibility of being thundered. To the point.

"Don't compare me to him." Han Jin went to the campfire and sat down.

"Do you really sing?" Julia asked with a smile.

Han Jingang wanted to talk, and Yalinna around her suddenly stood up and went around and sat down again. Winston and others had a tacit understanding while bowing their heads and focusing on the barbecue, as if they had not seen anything.

Han Jin coughed, and he also knew that yesterday’s words were excessive. I should look for an opportunity to apologize to Yalena. Now, I can only try to shift the topic and ease the atmosphere: "If you know that Thunderbird is so troublesome, we should go back to the city. After hatching them again, what should I do now? Can't go, can't I stay here and wait for them to grow up?"

"Can you bring them all back with space reels?" Julia said.

"No." Kane shook his head. "The size of the Thunderbird is small, but the number is too large and should exceed the capacity of the space reel."

"Should? Say so... are you just guessing?" Gibran said.

"Yeah." Kane looked at Yalina, and everyone's eyes shifted to Yalena. Here, Kane's can be surpassed in magical rumors, and there is only one Yarina.

"Kane is right." Yalena had to open her mouth: "I have seen this record before, can't take risks, in case of space distortion, don't say Thunderbird, even we can't escape."

"Then we really have to stay here?" Lei Zhe said with a smile: "It is better to go back to the city first."

"Listen to him nonsense? What does he know?" Yalina snorted: "We have killed the adult Thunderbirds, no nourishment of electricity, and Thunderbirds will soon wither."

"If we go back the day before yesterday, should it matter?"

"Don't forget, where are we now! This is the southwestern part of the Taraxia Mountains. The rainy season is more than a month before us. There is no thunderstorm. What can I do alone?"

Just when Han Jin and others talked about the Little Thunderbird, a group of people were slowly approaching the Thunder Valley. At the forefront was a swordsman about 30 years old, with black hair and black hair, and the lines on his face were very Resolute, a pair of big eyes with a god, a high nose, a slightly thin lips, this person's temperament is a bit weird, there is a great ceremonial gesture, like a long-time big man, but the mouth is hung with a cynical smile Gives a feeling of swaying.

The person who walked on his side was also about thirty years old, wearing a priest's robe with a white black bottom. This priest's robe was not worn casually. The Holy See had strict rules on the priest's robe. The priest's robes were red. The priest's robes of the Archbishop are white and black, and the priest's robes of the cardinal are white and red. It is obvious that the person who is not well-known is actually an archbishop.

They followed a dozen entourages, and although they walked in this crisis-filled forest, their looks were calm and calm, as if they were playing in their own back garden.

"Your Majesty, should you go back?" The archbishop said with a smile: "We have been in the forest for a few months, and you... really have a good time."

"What is the urgency?" The swordsman said faintly: "How to kill some high-level Warcraft, go back happily, otherwise it will be too shameful."

"Your Majesty, don't make a joke, your strength has been recognized by all the lords, is there anyone who will question you?" The Archbishop smiled.

"All the lords? It's still too far." The swordsman looked back at the other side: "How? Reluctant face, don't want to stay with me?"

"Oh..." The archbishop sighed: "Who would believe if you say it out? I am a bishop who carries forward love and justice everywhere, and will accompany people to hunt in the forest."

"I know that you don't like it, but I like it. You don't always say that you have to sacrifice in your teachings. For me, you will sacrifice it once." The swordsman said with a smile.

The archbishop shrugged his shoulders: "Your Majesty, I must say that your interest should not be here, but should be in the Iron Wrist City! Don't you worry about any changes?"

"The **** person has already died, what changes can be made?" The swordsman smiled and said: "Forget it, it is to distract from playing, not to mention the place where people feel painful and depressed."

"Pain? Repression??" The archbishop glimpsed, others did not understand the swordsman in front of him, but he understood too much, after all, the two people grew up together from small to large. At the age of fifteen, he succeeded the lord. He personally led the army to fight against the Quartet and set up countless brilliant achievements. Up to now, there have been nine lords who died under his sword, Megatron, the king who killed and decided to lose strength. Will there be pain and depression?

"I don't understand?" The swordsman narrowed his eyes: "Actually... I hate people to share my power. Every time I see those churches, I feel very disgusted!"

The archbishop's body became a bit stiff, and he stared at each other, not knowing what to say.

The two sides stared for a moment, and the swordsman suddenly burst into laughter and reached out and patted on the shoulder of the archbishop: "You, you... I just made a joke, you look at you, they are scared." ”

The archbishop showed a smile that was more ugly than crying.

"So many years, you still don't know me? My belief in the **** of light is unshakable!" The swordsman stared into the other's eyes: "Do you believe?"

The archbishop didn’t know whether he should nod or shake his head. The other’s ambition was great. He liked to be temperate and even self-willed. His hands were covered with the blood of countless people. He said that he believed in the light god... It was a big joke, nodding his head, He does not want to be flattering, but can shake his head and hurt the friendship between the two sides.

"Actually, I don't believe it myself." The swordsman laughed. "But I want to thank you, old friend, I know what kind of person I am. If there is no restraint from the Holy See, maybe... I have become a The madman is downright."

The archbishop secretly sighed and laughed.

"This is also the will of the Pope." The swordsman said faintly: "If there is a strong empire on the mainland, it will of course pose a serious threat to him."

The smile on the face of the archbishop has become stiff again. Although everyone understands these things, they can't say it. Just as everyone knows what the human body looks like, but can't run on the street with bare bottoms. The fig leaf is a must. .

"Over the years, I have wronged you. On the one hand, I have tried my best to resolve the contradiction between me and the Holy See. On the other hand, I have to satisfy the Pope. Your Archbishop... is too tired." The swordsman stared at each other. The word says: "I owe you!"

The archbishop suddenly felt that his nose was sour and his eyes were wet. The other person’s words were in his heart. One side was a deep friendship and the other was a firm belief. Looking for a person who was not worthy of others and not worthy of himself. Balance is really too difficult.

"Right, the doctrine says that the victim will go to heaven, isn't it?" The swordsman suddenly shifted the subject.

“How?” The archbishop suppressed the excitement and smiled. “Want to discuss the doctrine with me?”

"I would like to discuss with you, but I prefer to do it myself." The swordsman's wrist moved, and the sword shot out. His speed was so fast that he was holding the sword, leaving the sheath, stabbing, penetrating, Pulling the sword and returning to the sheath, this series of movements was completed in an instant, and even after his sword was returned to the sheath, the blood at the wound had not yet flowed out.

The archbishop even took a few steps back, grabbed the wound on his chest with his hand, and looked at each other with a dull look. His eyes were full of disbelief and he couldn’t believe it! The followers were all stupid, and they couldn’t dream of it. Their king even attacked the archbishop of the parish and attacked old friends who had always been like family members!

"You...you..." The archbishop used the trembling fingers to face each other.

"I don't know how to repay you. If you want to come and want to go, you have to send you to heaven." The swordsman said faintly: "Tell me a thank you, we have a perfect start, and there should be a perfect end. ,Is not it?"

The Archbishop slowly lowered his head, looked at the blood drops on his chest, and looked up at the other side. The persecution of the soul far exceeded the physical damage, so that he did not respond to this moment.

"Paradise is beautiful, it belongs to you, the world is cruel, it belongs to me." The swordsman sighed: "I will give you a piece of advice, don't tell a king. Since he can become a king, then he must I don't like the feeling of being manipulated by others. No one can do it. If he can be manipulated, he will never be a true king."

The archbishop took a breath and then burst into anger, and the violent screams of madness, even to the madness of the magic wave from the sky, a huge light group appeared, dazzling light even brighter than the sun A few dozen times, not only the people in the field, but even Han Jin and others who have opened more than ten miles can not help but close their eyes.

Then, the light group exploded, and a virtual shadow consisting entirely of light appeared in the air. The virtual shadow was about a hundred meters high. The light wings behind it stretched out to the kilometer, and the two were holding a giant sword. The huge pressure is so incomprehensible that people can't breathe. The next moment, the virtual shadow volleys, the giant sword swings out, the burning flame almost splits the sky in half, and the sword front points to the fierce swordsman.

Those entourages are all stunned, this is the curse of the light system, the punishment of the light angel!

A loud bang, a large expanse of forest rushed like a sea surface, and the blasted soil and sand rushed hundreds of meters high. In the center of the curse, a neat round appeared. The frenzy is rolled around at an incredibly fast speed. When it passes, the ancient trees, shrubs, turf, and all are smashed. In the twinkling of an eye, there is a blank area in the forest. And the frenzy continues to surge, but the power is reduced.

At the center, leaving a large pit nearly 100 meters wide, those followers have already broken the bones, and even the **** can not be found. The weird thing is that there are actually two soil columns of more than ten meters high in the big pit. The priest and the archbishop stood on two soil columns.

There were countless stars shining on the swordsman, the stars were too dense, almost connected, and the body was firmly covered, and the archbishop stood in a circular shield, attacking the punishment of the light angel. It is from the top down. If you can't destroy the defenses of the two people, you can't destroy the ground under their feet.

"Unfortunately... you can be the next pope." The swordsman smiled.

"Cough...cough..." The archbishop coughed up violently, and every cough would spit out a blood, and the blood blocked the throat and caused a next cough.

"Oh, actually... I didn't want to kill you just now." The swordsman said slowly.

The archbishop raised his head and coughed and looked at each other coldly. How can he still believe the other person's words? !

"If I want to kill you, you are already dead, without your head, can you release the curse?" the swordsman said with a smile.

"You..." The archbishop stunned, and it really makes sense. With the strength of the other side, it is completely possible to kill.

"But... well, your curse is released very well, you are killed silently... Someone doubts that I am on my head. Oh, I just said that I don't want people to share my power, Moreover, I don't want anyone to share my secrets. These guys have been with me for more than ten years, let me kill them myself. I really can't bear it, thank you... thank you."

After listening to these words, the archbishop was almost fainted, but there was still a last hope in his heart. The other party has not yet started to do so. Obviously there is something to tell him, maybe... there is room for recovery.

"This time, no one can stop me?" The swordsman whispered: "My best friend is killed by Lola, I take the army to avenge my friend, justice... I am just. ""

"Oh!" The archbishop vomited a **** saliva: "Lora Lord's faith in the Light God is much more devout than you! Do you think the Pope will believe your lies?!"

"No, no, you can't say that, as long as my army thinks that I am just, or... as long as I think I am just, then I can." The swordsman shrugged his shoulders: "What is the Pope? Block me? No one doubts the friendship between us, isn't it?"

"Oh..." The archbishop smirked: "The main kill of Lola is killing you, how can she kill me?!"

"Lola is of course to kill me. You killed me in the hands of Lola in order to protect me." The swordsman scratched his scalp: "Is it hard to understand? I am single-minded to help you become a pope, and also paid A lot of hard work, everyone is watching, Lola does not want you to become a pope, so to kill you, is this reason normal?"

The archbishop closed his eyes, but his eyes became more and more desperate. From a young age, he knew that he was far worse than the other side in all aspects, but he never expected to die in the other's hands.

"I have to thank you again, in fact... you also want to be a pope? You have been working hard and have cultivated a lot of cronies." The swordsman laughed and said: "By borrowing your name, I am sure Speaking of the Light Knights to help me revenge, but also to convince a dozen cardinals, their relationship has been very good with you, of course, this is the result of your efforts. But the power of Lola can not be seen, when Lola is dead, the Knights of the Light are finished, and the cardinals are killed. Only me is the last victor. It takes almost no effort. The Holy See that can damage the power can only squat on the ground. The toes, oh..." Speaking of this, the swordsman was so excited that he said: "I am looking forward to that scene!"

The archbishop looked at the other person coldly. At this moment, he had a mortal consciousness in his heart. Instead, he became awake. He was more awake than ever. He had seen old friends, but unfortunately, his consciousness came too late. That person is a monster that can always remain absolutely calm, excitement, ecstasy, joy, sorrow, love, etc. All emotions revealed are just a kind of disguise.

"Devil... You are a devil! Unexpectedly, I have always regarded a devil as my best friend!" The voice of the Archbishop became weaker and weaker.

"No one is eavesdropping?" The swordsman looked around and looked around: "Since there is no one, then I will tell you a few words. In fact, I don't want to kill you, at least I don't want to kill." You are seeing you! Since you were a child, you have always been worse than me, but you are not reconciled. You regard everything in the past as humiliation, buried in your heart little by little! I thought that I would help you become a pope. You can definitely help me all the time. Later I figured out, how can you let go of a good opportunity to surpass me? After doing such a long supporting role, you have never been discouraged, have been persisting, working hard, enduring Why? Why not make a protagonist?!"

"I understand your habits." The archbishop said coldly: "You want to kill me, of course, you have to find a reason for yourself!"

"Only five years of archbishop, you have mastered nearly half of the power of the Holy See, old friends, you still do not recognize your ambition?" The swordsman said with a smile: "hypocrisy... hypocrisy!"

"I just want to help you. Since I was a child, everything I did was to help you." The archbishop closed his eyes and he didn't want to see each other.

"Like the bright god, you are so great." The swordsman looked at the sky with a sincere look, then turned his gaze to the other side: "So, finally help me once, I have no way, Lola's appeal. Too big, those lords have formed an alliance. If they are given a few years to develop, my dream will be difficult to achieve. The old things of the pope are still plagued me! Your death... can be exchanged for my glory. Old friend, I swear, this is my last time asking you, I will not bother you in the future."

"Don't fake it is disgusting!" The archbishop said with a hate: "Want to kill me? Come!"

"How can you say this? It hurts feelings." The swordsman scratched his scalp and looked very embarrassed.

"There will be people who avenge me!" The archbishop's figure shook and barely controlled himself: "I am waiting for you!"

"I can guarantee this, absolutely not." The swordsman said seriously: "After the death of Lola, I will hold a grand funeral for all the glorious knights who died in the moonlight city. The Pope will definitely come to participate. Then... then I have to hold a bigger funeral. Do you understand what I mean?"

"You...you want to murder the pope?" The archbishop opened his eyes and looked at each other with a shocking look.

"There are no more churches, let the pope live alone... too cruel, my heart is very soft." The swordsman smiled: "Don't be too superstitious about the power of the pope, don't forget, I am Juggernaut! I am practicing, it is the Star River fighting skills! The absolute barrier that you are releasing now, can not stop my fighting skills, the old guy of the Pope... As long as I am within three meters, he will die. Old Friends, for our friendship, to satisfy your curiosity, I have said so much to you, should you be satisfied?"

The archbishop seemed to see something terrible, the muscles on his face were twisted, and then the figure slowly fell down.