Lord Roar

Chapter 394 Black Jack

Hearing that the horned python had stated his plan so bluntly, Allen slapped the horned python on the head, subconsciously glanced at Newingate with an angry face, and said awkwardly: "What are you talking about?" Dragon Scale, what kind of dragon blood is drawn, give me something to eat and drink, and let the big guys 'study and study' these two giant dragons!"

The horned python shook his head, feeling that he was still too young.

As if ignoring himself when he saw Alan, Newingate hurriedly stopped Alan and said, "This is a member of the Dragon Clan of my Raging Flame Dragon City, and I cannot let you take it away."

The treatment that the third-tier fire dragon destroyed in the Bloodhoof Tribe made Newingate feel chills thinking about it, a bunch of beasts!

"Male Gobi." Allen scolded with his eyes sideways, "Why didn't you stop these two dragons from attacking me just now?"

Newingate had a bitter look on his face, I fucking wanted to stop it, who knew those short mules made such a clean move, I didn't say a word, these two unsatisfactory things were directly subdued by your men .

Not only Newingate was depressed, but the Pope was also extremely depressed.

What kind of son of chaos is this, the Holy Father sent me to test me, right?
The two giant dragons were tied into rice dumplings and fell to the ground, and their eyes were a little blurry. At first glance, they were poisoned. The Great Pope quickly took the two giant dragons back into the ring. The Holy Mountain has already lost a third-tier fire dragon, but It cannot be completely folded in the hands of the Bloodhoof tribe.

Seeing Allen's reluctance, Newingate was about to speak again, but suddenly his expression changed, and he took a deep look at the Grand Pope and said: "There are many life forms outside the Holy Mountain, and they are extremely evil life forms! "

The Great Pope frowned and looked at Allen, saying that it had nothing to do with me, whether it was the helper this bastard hired.

Allen looked confused, not knowing what the two of them were talking about there.

"Who else did you bring to attack the holy mountain? Why is the breath so evil." Newingate looked at Allen and asked seriously.

Allen shrugged and said, "Didn't you say that the Great Pope's mother went to arrest his father and his second aunt."

"Chief Bloodhoof, don't say childish things, I can feel many evil and powerful life forms!" Newingate seemed really anxious, and his brows were wrinkled into a Sichuan shape.

The Great Pope used his fighting spirit to fly into the air and had a bird's-eye view of the situation at the foot of the Holy Mountain.

De Niro licked Allen's thigh and asked, "Boss, won't this bastard take the opportunity to escape?"

The horned python has been talking a lot of nonsense recently, and it quacked strangely: "Everyone looks like a jerk."

Allen shook his head. The horned python was right. If De Niro was changed, he would definitely run away, but the Pope would definitely not.

But Allen still whispered: "Why don't you fly up on a griffin and have a look, in case the old coffin really slips away, it will be broken."

Horned winged python: "Another wretch! Quack!"

De Niro's head shook like a rattle. Although the Pope was a bum in his eyes, he was also a swordsman bum, and he could be split in half with a single sword in the air.

The Great Pope flew back soon, with an extremely heavy expression on his face.

Allen was startled, even though he was in that embarrassment just now, he had never seen the Great Pope look so ugly.

"It's Blackjack, ask your soldiers to bring all the winged knights into the portal." The Pope pointed to the portal behind Allen and said, "Quick! Take all of them, including everyone's corpses."

After finishing speaking, the Pope quickly ran to the unconscious Orpheus and Albert.

Allen thought it was Black Jack who came to the door with a group of mercenaries. Anyway, the portal is behind him so there is no need to worry. He sneered and said, "Running with a big bag? Why, you owe Black Jack money. Afraid of him?"

Meng Rui is also a little strange. Black Jack is at most a third-level grudge level, and those mercenaries can't rush over from Rubble Castle so quickly. Even if you can't beat a general with ten thousand steps, self-protection is definitely more than enough.

The Pope said without turning his head: "Besides Black Jack, there are several four-winged knights and a dead lich, and that person is not Black Jack!"

Allen and Monry looked at each other, what the hell are the four-winged knight and the lich, and what is it that black jack is not black jack, is it still white jack?

Newingate's complexion changed drastically, and he shouted in horror: "Demon Race?!"

"Damn!" Allen quickly directed the plain dwarves to enter the portal, and cursed secretly. Orpheus had guessed well before that Black Jack really had something to do with the demons.

The Pope didn't care where the other end of the portal was, he threw it in for Orpheus and Albert, and then condensed his fighting spirit into a sword, and silently said a few words to the Templar whose head was smashed by Allen What the hell, and then chopped the templar into countless pieces with a wave of his hand.

Newingate also started to pick up those Holy Mountain Winged Knights, dead or alive, and threw them all into the portal.

The Great Pope glanced at Allen, and said silently: "I'm going to buy time, you find a way to set fire to this place! Burn it all!"

After speaking, the Pope flew out again, and Newingate gritted his teeth and followed.

Allen was stunned. He didn't know what kind of nerves the Great Pope had, but he was definitely happy to set fire to the holy mountain. He made a big box from the necklace of different space , took Dina and Meng Rui and started throwing Molotov cocktails.

There was a sound of landslides and ground cracks, and the peaks of the two tribes next to the holy mountain were smashed by the Pope and Newingate, and rocks rolled down from the top of the mountain.

After the Pope and Newingate flew back, they saw a raging fire on the entire holy mountain. Without a word, they got into the portal. Allen was the last one to leave. Before entering the portal, he stared at the holy mountain. Standing for a while in the direction of the entrance on the north side, he was a little curious as to who the hell was that made the Grand Pope so afraid.

He wanted to know where the holy place was, that even the Great Pope was facing an enemy. Not only did he run away with a pack of bags, he even ignored the mages enshrined in the holy mountain halfway up the mountain, and before leaving, he even played a game of clearing the field He didn't even want to leave the corpses of the templars and winged knights behind, and Nima was not a devil who entered the village.

Allen saw several figures floating in the air.

After the other party saw the blazing fire and the portal, a middle-aged man in noble clothes flew towards him.

Allen knew this kind of aristocratic clothing, and the patterns on it represented the middle-aged man's title of nobility, and he was also the Grand Duke of the kingdom.

"Black Jack!" Allen narrowed his eyes.

Under Black Jack's wide cloak, there are actually a pair of big black wings spread out, and this guy's skin is pale, the sharp nails on his hands are nearly half a meter long, his eyes are deeply sunken, and his lips are blood red.

Several figures covered in black robes stood behind Black Jack. The coldness from the abyss of hell made people shudder, and they were obviously undead creatures.

Seeing that Allen was about to walk into the portal, Black Jack actually smiled.

Black Jack's smile made Allen feel in a trance for a moment.

"Son of Chaos! Stay, and I will give you the answer you are looking for." Black Jack reached out to stop the liches behind him who were about to release ghostly magic attacks.

"What answer?" Allen saw the boundless blood and negative power in Black Jack's eyes, as if in essence, and the smile on his mouth was very calm and sincere, like sea water on one side and flames on the other, which looked very strange.

"Why did Chaos summon you here! Is this answer worth your staying?"

Allen took a deep look at Black Jack, and there was a strong sense of fate in his heart for no reason. He saw countless bones and blood in Black Jack's eyes. There are only two words to describe this feeling, That is evil.

Even though he is now in the grotesque world of St. Cassis Continent, even though there are so many things in this world that cannot be explained by science, Alan still doesn't believe in ghosts or gods.

But seeing Black Jack now, just looking at him for a moment, it seems that someone in the dark is telling him in a low voice that he came to Saint Cassis Continent not to be the second son of some duke's family, not to run rampant The Great Wasteland is not for slapping the face of the Holy See every day and harming the Beamon orcs.

But for Black Jack, or for someone like Black Jack.

It seems that it is his mission to completely annihilate people like Black Jack from body to soul.

Allen didn't know why such strange thoughts popped up in his mind.

Black Jack spoke again, speaking in an obscure language, not the language of the dragon, let alone the lingua franca of Saint Cassis.

But Allen understood, and even knew that this was the language of the demons.

Translated into the common language of the mainland, or even Chinese, it means that cause determines the effect, the previous life determines the future life, the former cause determines the consequence, and the cause of misfortune and good fortune is self-contained.

Allen raised a middle finger, and then walked into the portal. He felt that he had heard this sentence somewhere, as if he had spent five yuan on a flyover in his last life.

In the next second, the portal that Allen walked in collapsed.

A lich covered in frost power asked puzzledly, "Lord Amensor, why did you let him go?"

Black Jack said blankly: "This container is far from meeting my expectations."

The other Lich King nodded, looked at Black Jack and said, "Go back to Stonebreaker Castle, those stupid human mercenaries are still waiting for you."

"Yes, I promised them that I will give them the power to surpass death!" As soon as Black Jack finished speaking, four four-winged knights in ice armor flew over, and the long swords in their hands were stained with blood.

Nineteen frightened heads were thrown in front of Black Jack.

The two red-clothed archbishops, more than a dozen priests of the Holy Light Department and the mages enshrined in the Holy Mountain are all decapitated.

Black Jack took a dark and inexplicable look at the raging fire, with a question mark on his face.

Which living thing demolished the holy mountain one step faster than myself?

(End of this chapter)