Yama Rising Chapter 948: : Overture to the Dark Night (4)

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Edward looked coldly at the brilliance in all directions, the middle-ranked cardinal of Yama personally took action, and the surrounding void was collapsing. Really let his goal realize what is meant by God's grace like the sea, God's might as prison.

A prison composed of holy lights, approaching the center from all directions, the only way out is directly above. However, a figure appeared there.

I don't know when he went up. He was wearing a black robe with gold trim and holding a Bible in his hand. He was not tall, only 1.5 meters tall. But that is a hanging old man.

Older than the two bishops, his beard dragged on his chest like a cloud, with a crown-shaped crown cap on his head, and a cross on his chest. He stood there like a mountain, impenetrable.

Guanghua became hotter and hotter, even causing Edward's hair and beard to be ignited, emitting a golden flame. He didn't panic, quickly judging the situation in his mind.

It has been more than a week since Matthew's death. In this period of calm, he had already imagined everything. Of course, including how to meet high-level bishops. According to his script, the time to tell the other party to leave...not more than seven minutes!

Just as the cage was about to close in all directions. Edward suddenly said: "Do you want the missionary power of China?"

Card!

The light prisoner paused, then crashed.

The eyes of the three priests on the scene ranged from amazement, to surprise, to absent-mindedness, to flames, and the complex emotions did not exceed one second.

Sure enough... the information he had collected in advance was not wrong... His hands behind him were lightly clenched. On the surface, he took a leisurely step, rippling Yin Qi under his feet, and slowly walked to the top of the Freemasonry Church.

Sand... the white light gathered around him into Fernango's figure. As if nothing happened just now, he raised his eyebrows and said: "What do you mean?"

In the air, you can hear the sound of the second hand passing by. Boom-at the end of their field of vision, holy light and yin air are intertwined into a boiling light curtain. The four people in the shining ground were faintly visible, but no one glanced at them.

Be bold when things come!

At this moment, Edward's thoughts are very clear, even though his heart has quietly accelerated, he still speaks calmly: "It means literally."

"Who are you?" As if the eyes and ears were blocked, Cardinal Fernango spoke first in the brilliance that illuminates half of the city.

This sentence does not ask for a specific identity, but a hint, can you count what you said in the Underworld?

Before the voice fell, a golden light hung across the air.

Fate!

This famous pen in the Three Realms caused Fernango's pupils to shrink in an instant. He knew very well that the person holding this pen...like me!

"My lord is on..." He folded his hands together and bowed respectfully. When he straightened up, his face was solemn: "I think we can continue talking."

Six minutes left... The time for that battlefield to turn white-hot is unimaginable. For the mid-level Brando of Yama, the Holy See must show his hole cards as soon as possible if he wants to block him.

The moment the two sides handed over the cards, he was waiting for Fanghua.

Quick fight and quick decision... Edward pursed his lips and said directly: "I don't have much time. So, I hope you have this courage."

Fernango narrowed his eyes slightly, and didn't talk to him immediately.

Edward didn’t care at all, and went on: “Your religion has never had the right to mission in China, and there has never been any bishop in China. The so-called bishops of the Vatican do not recognize them. Among them, there is a government. You are not happy, and you have your own difficulties."

"But I can assure you that as long as you agree to the next thing, Yang Jian will open up missionary rights to you, although it may only be part of it."

Although Fernango didn’t answer Edward’s short words, but now, he speaks quickly and his thoughts are equally clear: "Part of it? Part of it is not worth our investment of so many paladins and exorcists

. And this dispute must have been initiated by you, right? "

Edward immediately said: "The dispute has appeared and cannot be resolved. Even if you are here now. In that case, why not consider the perfect solution?"

"Moreover, this so-called part... Think about it for yourself, how many people are there in Hua Guoyang?"

His voice is like a whisper of a devil, low and seductive: "In a market of more than one billion people, I think it is worth weighing."

Deadly still.

Boom... In the direction of St. Peter's Church, a curtain of light exploded again. The strong wind even hit this place. The four people danced wildly in their clothes, but still no one took a look.

Four-and-a-half minutes...The sound of the second hand clicking and clicking like walking in the ear, Edward's fist was silently clenched, pressing down the roaring tide in his heart time and time again.

After half a minute, Fernango said: "What are you going to do?"

Edward's eyes are cold and his tone is decisive: "I want Brando's head!"

Everyone's eyes flashed, Fernango stopped talking, and finally did not speak.

The air fell into deathly silence. The three bishops kept exchanging glances. After a full minute, Fernango sighed softly: "Unfortunately those devout believers."

Edward's eyes opened slightly, and his heart accelerated rapidly. Before he could speak, the two bishops immediately said: "My lord! But..."

"No but." Fernango's figure faded quietly, and the feathers of Huawei's golden light disappeared in the air: "This is my decision, and I will bear the result. Sembunavich, Midorankov, you are responsible Get in touch with this adult and deal with the aftermath."

"My lord..." Sembunavitch's voice was trembling: "That's thousands of lives!"

"But they can exchange hundreds of millions of believers!!" Fernango's voice suddenly rose, and the surrounding space was shaking: "Our everything is dedicated to the Lord. With more believers, there will be more Demon hunter! Can you tell which is more important!?"

"We can lose a war, even a jihad! However, we cannot let go of the newly opened country! Especially the most densely populated country like China!"

"Even if the Pope is here, he will have a choice with me!"

His voice completely disappeared. The two bishops gave Edward a cold look, gritted their teeth and said: "What are we going to do?"

"You don't have to do anything. Don't stop me. Otherwise...I will personally hold your souls!" Edward said these words from between his teeth, and threw a note to the other party. telephone number. He immediately closed his eyes, and a dozen blue silk threads stretched out on his fingers, feeling the movement of Hyakki Yakou with all his strength.

Since he learned that the Holy See and the wolf were present, he had a rudimentary plan.

These are two immortal forces, even if Brando paid the price to keep the Holy See from participating, but... does not mean that war cannot be started. And once the war starts near St. Peter's Basilica, this is his only chance!

Only this one time opportunity.

Fems, blood feuds, this kind of war... He knows very well that as long as there is no one to mediate at the first time, then... Then there is a full-scale war!

In the ocean of holy light and shadow, who would have noticed the moonlight butterfly of Hundred Ghosts?

As long as he rushes into the restricted area of ​​St. Peter's Basilica and changes his body shape at the most important time, he...has the opportunity to attack St. Peter's Basilica single-handedly!

The only concern is Brandu.

In the face of this kind of existence, opportunities are fleeting. Therefore, he has to deal with all other uncertain factors as quickly as possible, staring at the battlefield with all his attention, waiting for the "moment" that does not know where it is hidden.

The heart slowly sinks, and in his consciousness, the scene has been fully revealed through the eyes of Hundred Ghosts.

The **** meat grinder.

Hundreds of werewolves pounced on the demon hunters, priests, and even the Paladin group from all directions.

Being an indestructible line of defense, it can't stop these flexible monsters from jumping off the walls and tall buildings, tearing the demon hunters to pieces.

The golden light shines under the feet of all the Paladins, and the lines of ancient words are rhythmic in the aperture, which is obviously an extremely advanced battle formation. However, it could not stop the massacre of Brando ahead.

The ground is already full of **** colors, mixed with humans and werewolves. However, this color is only in front of Brandu, and no one can rush Brandu's defense.

"Wait..." He muttered in a low voice: "Wait for the moment he relaxes...or...wait for the Paladin to hand over his hole cards, enough to cause him a moment of concentration..."

At that time, it was his opportunity to attack St. Peter's Basilica!

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"Woohoo!!" At the main entrance of St. Peter's Cathedral, Brando yelled up to the sky, and all the wolves around followed him and roared. The wolf roars the moon, making it gloomy like hell.

The scream was not over, he had already rushed into the crowd like a whirlwind, blood was splashed in an instant, and no one could survive under the sharp teeth.

His eyes are red, and hundreds of werewolves have lie down behind him. Until now, no one can stop the fight. The **** feud for hundreds of years, and now the **** thrills on the ground, no one stops at first, just like launching The train will never be stopped by foreign objects.

Following him were werewolves like bursting tides, biting frantically, roaring, using Brando's tear as an entry point, rushing into the crowd like mercury. Every minute, every second, I don't know how many demon hunters screamed and fell to the ground.

Just at the top of St. Peter's Basilica, there is a faint flow of light. That is a vampire, a hundred ghosts and twelve. Even if the battle is now tangled and the two sides tried their best to harvest the opponent's life, he still did not move.

Because he could feel that Brandu's huge consciousness did not leave the cathedral at all.

If you think this is an opportunity, whoever dared to rush forward will be attacked with full strength by the werewolf who is approaching Yama's middle rank within a second.

Wait...

Keep waiting.

Never be impatient, waiting for the moment when everything is coming, but everything is decided.

Brando is like a demon descending, right in front of him, a demon hunter squad bears the brunt, and the captain gritted his teeth and shouted: "Get out! Get out of this demon!!"

However, it was late.

Brando wore a grinning smile, his claws slammed down, and the air burst into sharp sound. Really fast as lightning, but at this moment, he suddenly retracted his hand and raised his eyebrows to look to the other side.

On one side, the knight captain Udyr was holding a long sword, his ray armor dimmed, his face covered with blood, and he stood there panting.

"Heh..." Udyr is like a child facing Brando, who is more than five meters high. Brando swept his tail, turned around gracefully, and sneered: "Look, see."

"Who is this?"

The head on the left smiled with an aria: "Isn't this the captain of the Paladin who claims to be the Duke of Dharma?"

The head on the right has a very rich facial expression, lamenting: "Then why is he like this? What should we do with him?"

The three heads seemed to communicate for a second, and then six **** flames lit up in their eye sockets, suddenly roaring at Udyr, and the wind raged: "The duke has decided to sentence you to death."

"Never reincarnate!!"

Boom——! The surrounding sky seemed to collapse, Brando hated the man who was the first to start a war between the two sides. But the three huge mouths hadn't fallen yet, and Udyr's body surged with a breath that was not inferior to him! The whole person is shrouded in the boundless holy light.

"Damn...It's you!!!"

Card! With the broken sword inserted into the soil, he stretched out his arms and roared: "Andersina!!"

"What are you waiting for!!"