Archfiend Chapter 558: : The body of the legend (3)
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Everyone was stunned.
"Do you know why we are shocked?" It took a long time for the dwarf to come back to his senses, looking deeply at Scurrys: "The original historical text, especially the original texts about these legends. It is the top secret of every family. Of us Ma never knows what the original historical text of the other party is like. How to write it? What content? What carrier?"
"No one knows, but this is the original text of your history? No, no, I am not talking about it." The dwarf's blond braided hair flew, and in the next second, he bit his fingertips , A drop of ruby-like blood clotted: "What I want to say is the original history of the dwarves, and it is also such a carrier, such a recording method."
He looked at everyone and said word by word: "Don't pretend to be everyone. Looking at everyone's performance just now, we are probably all the same ten families! They are all hidden in the blood!"
He hasn't finished speaking yet, Lawrence's trembling has interrupted him: "You are wrong, it's not this, it's not this, it's not this!!!"
"Look at your surroundings!!" He was flying in a white robe, hoarsely speaking: "Except for Mr. X, there are twelve people here!!"
"What does this mean?!"
"Who of you dare to want to go on?"
Deadly still.
Even if all the people present here are the world's supreme princes, at this moment, I feel extremely shocked and foggy.
The Twelve Apostles, the Twelve Lords here, everything has exceeded their imagination.
"Yes", the woman of the Siren family stood up gracefully, her face was solemn, and a drop of blood was condensed from her fingertips: "The Siren family also uses blood as a medium to record and engrave in the blood. In."
"The half-dragon family is the same." The demon-like half-dragon held out his palm, and a drop of blood in his palm reflected the mysterious red light.
"The Voldemort family is the same." "The Tagul family is the same." "The Corvinus family is the same." "The elves are the same"
All the sounds sounded, ten drops of blood, crystal clear, and shining like rubies in the sky. Lawrence pursed his lips, and gently scratched his palm, his voice trembling: "The Vatican is still the same"
"Lord, is this your will? If it weren’t for the clues to the Tower of Babel, would we never know that all top families in Europe and the United States follow the same inheritance method? Are you telling the people, millennia? Before, were we all the faction of the Twelve Apostles?"
"Don't be funny." Thain Steelhammer sneered solemnly: "Are you trying to say that the twelve apostles in Europe and America are our ancestors? The dwarves never need such ancestors."
"The offspring of the Twelve Apostles may become like this great prince?" Scurry sneered: "Are you insulting the Twelve Apostles or us?"
"The radiance of the Lord shines on all living beings." Lawrence fluttered all over his white robe and snorted coldly: "How do you explain the present scene?"
The woman from the Siren family took the first two steps, took a deep breath, and a blood drop flew out from her hand: "Just now it was just the historical text of Skorius. It was just a coincidence. The grand prince would never believe such an absurd thing. ."
"Brushing" her blood beads glowed red, and instantly turned into blood red spirit energy attached to the sheepskin scroll, and the red light flickered, everyone staring at the sheepskin scroll.
Immediately afterwards, all the princes gritted their teeth, ten crystal clear, gem-like blood drops, all flew towards the sheepskin scroll. In an instant, the red light flourished.
"Silk" "Unbelievable" "I can't believe this!" "This is the true face of our historical text? Then what is passed down from the previous generations?" "It must be combined with the original Vatican history to appear? This It's incredible."
A few minutes later, Hongmang stopped, and lines of text appeared on the parchment scroll. But
None is the original historical text they should have!
All historical texts, these families have read. However, this moment is completely different from what they remember! Not text, but
Name!
St. Peter! St. Andrew! Saint Jacob! The Eagle of Saint John! St. Matthew! Philip! St. Jacob! Saint Thomas! San Simeon! Shengda steep!
In addition, the previous St. Bartholomew was all the twelve disciples of Jesus!
In the name of Saint.
"Heh" Li Sen's fingers were trembling. In the sky, a white light appeared on the sheepskin scroll, like the gospel of the Holy Lord. His voice was a little erratic: "The Twelve Apostles are really the Twelve Apostles! What the Lord is suggesting to us!"
"No!" Lawrence stepped forward and said solemnly: "One less person."
"Among the Lord’s Twelve Apostles, the only one who has not been given a holy name." He turned his head, looked at Li Senge with scorching eyes, and said word by word: "Judasyi who betrayed **** Scullo."
"Judas."
Everyone looked over, and Li Sen woke up like a dream, and then said in disbelief: "This is impossible. I have dedicated everything to the Lord. I can never be the blood of Judas, I."
"Let’s just say a few words. Mr. Li Senge, we are all old acquaintances." Scolis sneered: "Is it right? Mark your bloodline and give it to your Lord."
"Impossible! I will definitely not be of Judas blood!" Li Sen's forehead was raised with veins. As a devout believer, he absolutely couldn't believe this fact.
Scolis gave him a mocking look: "Aren't you the Marquis over there?"
"Just him?" He did not conceal the disdain in his eyes, and glanced at Xu Yangyi who was silent: "He is not a European and American at all, and he is completely incompatible with these holy and noble blood."
"Li Senge." Lawrence held his hand: "I firmly believe in your faith. The Pope is also very convinced. Otherwise, it is impossible to appoint you in charge of all the historical text. However, this is probably not blood, but Metaphor of the Lord. Now is not the time to entangle this."
"Yes," the woman with the cloak said without emotion: "Everything is centered on the Tower of Babel. The Grand Duke would like to see this original historical text after the twelve apostles gathered together. How will it change?"
"Don't hesitate, Mr. Li Senge. Now is not the time to talk about faith. We have traveled all the way here and we have no time to accompany you." Sky Roar said coldly.
Li Sen's face changed several times, and finally gritted his teeth: "Okay."
"No matter what it is, it is absolutely impossible for my name to be related to a traitor like Judas! I have never felt that there is a historical text in my blood! If it is my grand guild immediately apply for resignation as the curator of the Vatican And enter"
"No one cares where you go." Thain Steel Hammer grinned his teeth: "I will be the last name soon, don't waste time!"
Li Sen stopped speaking, and slashed his palms abruptly. With such force, blood splashed three feet.
He didn't speak, even though the blood stream on his hands spread to the ground, his eyes were blood red.
One minute and two minutes, three minutes passed.
No changes!
"It's not me", he trembled all over, raised his head, and shouted to the sky hoarsely: "It's not my prince!!"
"It is absolutely impossible for this great duke to have a relationship with Judas! Lord, have you seen it! Li Sen will always be your most devout believer!!"
"It's not me, it's not me! You can see clearly! It has nothing to do with the prince!!"
He opened his arms, letting blood stain his white robe, and his laughter was full of joy and excitement. But no one can laugh except him.
"Not him?" Sky Roar's thick fingers groped the dragon's jaw. He also felt incredible. The twelve princes and twelve disciples at the scene were exactly right. Besides Li Senge, who else?
Is it?
He thought about it, everyone thought about it. Li Sen stopped smiling, his eyes swept over like an eagle.
A flame-like stare stared at Xu Yangyi, everyone was a projection of a Duke, and such a huge pressure~IndoMTL.com~ made him breathe a little bit.
"What? Do you think it is me?" Xu Yangyi stood up, smiled and bowed: "Is it possible?"
"It's impossible, just let your blood dry." Skorius sneered: "Boy, you are too tender, you have seen too few things, and your vision is too narrow, like a pig knows itself Like pig pens and troughs. Stupid."
"Constantine's offering of earth is not a spirit treasure, but better than a spirit treasure. To start this kind of thing, only if all the conditions are fully met. In the past few hundred years, there was no news of the Tower of Babel. Any family tried every method , It is impossible to study the true meaning of the original historical text. There will be no such opportunity to combine the original historical texts of the Vatican and the ten major families. Today, it is launched."
"In other words, here, now, it has put together the'necessary conditions,' the twelve apostles, the last apostle is not Mr. Li Senge, who would it be?" He said cruelly A smile stood up and walked slowly: "I also think you are not Judas. You and the other party are not at all similar. Even a despicable person like Judas was once saint. It is not comparable to a marquis, but there is only you. "
"Under the Crown of Skorius" Xu Yangyi's eyes were colder: "Do you really think that you will eat me?"
"Try it?" Scurry's owl-like laughter resounded through the hall: "A grand duke's seventh-floor power, if you still can't put your blood, what kind of face does this grand duke have in New York?"
"Sand!" As soon as the voice fell, countless pale fires emerged from his seven orifices, ominous, extremely ominous! With a chilling aura, it seemed to be in a cemetery instantly. Surrounding Skorius, it makes him look like the king of the undead.
The skinny palms opened, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the skull-like face: "Soul call."
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