The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 192 Oracle
It was late at night, and the dense forest in the southeast of Xing'an Mountains was a mess. Dozens of towering firs, birches, and red pine trees... were all chopped up in the middle or uprooted.Low shrubs, flowers and plants, mixed with emerald green leaves, filled the ground, many places were potholed, and the slightly damp soil was scattered all over the place with a fishy smell.

YangMeng retracted the flying knife 'Qinghong' and landed on the ground, standing on the edge of a big pit with a radius of three meters and a depth of two meters, watching the situation in the pit condescendingly.

At the bottom of the big pit, Bishop Saka was lying there with a face full of pain. The sacred and noble purple light robe had been torn to pieces by the powerful impact force, and the long golden hair, which was combed meticulously, was scattered around his head. above, had turned a dull gray.

Coupled with that pale face and blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, the arrogance and majesty of him just now are no longer there, and he is more like a bad old man who is dying and dying soon.

"Shh!"

Yang Meng waved one hand at Saka at the bottom of the pit, a dim jade essence lit up, wrapped around Saka's body suddenly, sucked him out, and flung him heavily to the bushes not far away. inside.

"Pfft~~~" Opening his mouth to spit out a mouthful of dark red blood, Saka opened his eyes with some difficulty, looked at YangMeng who was not far away, and said, "Benevolent, merciful... Lord, the Lord will... interrogate, Judge your..."

"Merciful?" YangMeng sneered, and said, "Look at your current appearance. If your Lord was kind, he would not take away your vitality to give you strength. If your Lord was kind, you would Being dealt with so badly by this young master?"

"Wan, Almighty... Lord..." Saka was out of breath by YangMeng's words, and became extremely old, his face like old bark twitched and cursed.

"Okay, go to heaven and tell your master!" YangMeng would not show mercy to this old guy, and besides, even if he was spared his life, he probably wouldn't be able to live for long given his current state.

When the words fell, YangMeng pointed at Saka's forehead from the air.

"Slight... Slight..." Saka's eyes were bulging, staring at YangMeng with a pair of dim pupils, he fell on his back and died.

"Old guy, you must have a high status in the holy imperial court. As the person closest to an angel in this secular world, the pope can definitely sense that your aura has disappeared. I really want to see the expression on that guy's face now." Ah!" Looking down at the dying Saka, YangMeng smiled evilly and shook his head.

Seeing the 'Raphael's Staff' inserted in the crack of the boulder not far away, YangMeng sucked the staff over with one palm.

YangMeng's eyes lit up as soon as the walking stick was in his hands, and he said, "Extreme magic weapon, this holy imperial court really has something good!"

"Master, you caught a guy, you might be interested in him!" Just as YangMeng was looking up and down the cane, Chen Long walked over with an unconscious young man in his hand, and said.

"Oh?" YangMeng turned his head to look at the young man in Chen Long's hands, he was taken aback for a moment, and said, "He Bingqi?"

……

Holy Rome in Europe, Holy Imperial Court.

In the luxurious Pope's Palace, the Pope - St. Max XIV sat on the throne, and beside his subordinate stood a tall middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man was about fifty years old, and he was wearing a classic Western golden swordsman uniform. On his slightly wrinkled face, there was a hint of vicissitudes and evil spirits.

He is the supreme ruler of the Holy Inquisition, an innate strong man, and the director of St. Matthews.

Beside him, there were two middle-aged men who looked exactly the same, with the same majesty, and the same silver swordsman uniform.

These two are the right-hand men of St. Matthews, the deputy director An Jisa and the deputy director Angelang.

"Calculating the time, Bishop Saka has arrived in Xing'an Mountains, right?" The pope tapped the pure gold armrest of the throne lightly, and said with a gentle smile, "Also, have the members of the flame group and the dark pope arrived?"

"Your Majesty, they arrived at the black market in the morning, and headed straight to Xing'an Mountains as soon as they got off the plane. Now they should be almost at the Phantom Forest!" St. Matthews took two steps forward and said: "The flame group and the dark pope Although people started a little later than us, they have already entered Xing'an Mountains. And I also heard that this time the Dark Pope sent Marquis Simon of the Giovanni family of vampires."

"Simon?" Angie Lang, who was standing beside St. Matthews, laughed strangely.

The Pope happened to catch a glimpse of the ferocious smile on Angelang's face, and asked curiously, "Why, Deputy Director Angelang, do you know him?"

"Hey, I know more than that!" Angelang laughed bloodthirstyly, "60 years ago, when I was a deacon of the imperial court, I went to supervise the construction of a church in Brunn, England, and I met a man named Simon by chance. The viscount is actually sucking the girl's blood. As a servant of the Lord, I can't let this guy kill innocent people, so I rushed forward to stop this dirty creature."

Speaking of this, Angie Lang paused, and said: "You also know that my holy power is quite special, and I was born with a strong burning power, so that Simon is not my opponent at all. Originally, I wanted to purify him But this guy is very cunning, so he escaped. Over the years, as long as I go out, I will be retaliated by vampires, and I think it has something to do with this Simon!"

"It would be great if that's the case. With Saka and the others' ability to clean up a mere Marquis, wouldn't it be easy to catch?" Anjisa, the elder brother of the Anjilang twins, also laughed, his voice full of strong confidence.

"Hehe, this time, regardless of tearing up the agreement between the East and the West, I placed ten purple knights into the expedition team, just to make them take back the sacred objects. With their strength, even if they deal with vampires and... hmm?" When he was working hard, His Excellency's expression suddenly changed, and he said, "No, something happened!"

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" St. Matthews was taken aback, thinking that His Majesty the Pope has always been in front of the mountain collapsed without changing his face, what happened today.

"Dang Clang~~~"

The Pope didn't speak, but stood up, and the golden scepter in his hand lightly tapped the ground. Suddenly, a brilliant and incomparable holy light shot up from his body, penetrating the luxurious roof and reaching the depths of the clouds. superior.

Seeing this, St. Matthews and the others didn't dare to disturb them, so they automatically shut their mouths, but they all looked at the Pope anxiously, waiting for him to give them a reply.

After a long time, anger mixed with sadness appeared on the Pope's face. He looked at the far east with his scepter, and said in a cold voice, "Bishop Saka and the ten purple knights of the Holy Inquisition, just now, the Lord of Glory embrace!"

"what?"

"God, this is impossible!"

The two brothers St. Matthews and Angelang roared in astonishment, with unbelief, sadness, and endless anger in their voices.

"Your Majesty, this is a provocation! I demand a jihad, a jihad!" The two brothers Angelang knelt on one knee under the Pope's head, and slammed their fists with their right hands on the left chest.

The pope's face was extremely gloomy. He stared at the beautiful ceiling. After a while, he said, "St. Matthews, gather the Holy Crusaders. You will personally lead the team and take a trip to Renta, England!"

Angela asked with a grim face: "Your Majesty, you mean Bishop Saka and the others were given by the Dark Pope..."

The Pope said indifferently: "The oracle said that the light in the West will be terminated by heresy in the East, and the decisive battle between darkness and light will be decided in the West!"

The expressions of the three of St. Matthews changed, and they murmured: "Sure enough..."

……

Huaxia, Xing'anling 'Psychedelic Forest'.

YangMeng was fiddling with the 'Raphael's Rod' in his hand, looking at He Bingqi who was thrown on the ground and was still unconscious.

Yang Meng was no stranger to He Bingqi, it could even be said to be quite familiar with him.

As He Bingyi's cousin, He Bingqi had appeared in YangMeng's sight many times. Of course, every time he appeared, nothing good would happen. Relying on his family's influence, he was eating, drinking, having fun, murdering and arson.

To put it bluntly, he, He Bingqi, is simply a dude who has not accomplished enough and has more than failed. However, he is good at making jokes and flattering. This time, the old man He Zhizhang photographed He Bingqi in the camp of the holy imperial court. I took a fancy to his flattering skills.

Seeing that this guy was still lying on the ground, YangMeng waved to Zishu not far away.

Zishu nodded knowingly, and maliciously released an ice talisman in his mustache, then took out a large bucket of lake water with ice cubes, ran over happily, and poured it all over He Bingqi's head .

"Whoa~~~"

The fist-sized ice cubes in the bucket fell like hailstones on the head of Bai Nen, who was being nursed by He Bingqi. The biting chill was much more severe than the 'Ice Bucket Challenge'.

"Hiss~~~" As soon as the ice cube fell onto He Bingqi's head, the guy gasped and jumped up, which was faster than the rabbit's father.

"You, who are you? What are you going to do to me?" He Bingqi looked at the people around him with fear in his eyes, and when he caught a glimpse of Yang Meng, he trembled in fright and stammered, "Yang, Yang, Yang Third!!"

Zishu standing next to him kicked him to the ground when he went up, cursing: "You bastard, why are you talking to our young master!"

"Master?" He Bingqi's brain exploded. What the hell is going on? He was in the camp and stayed well with those foreign devils. How did he arrive here in the blink of an eye?
"Is it strange why you yourself appear here?" YangMeng tossed the 'Raphael' staff up and down, with a playful smile on his face, "Come on, let me tell you! This is where you brought those foreigners. The place!"

"Phantom forest!" He Bingqi was startled. He had heard the legend of the local "Phantom Forest" for a long time. He Bingqi was so frightened that his face turned green.

(End of this chapter)