There is a lord who just wants to draw cards, what's wrong with that?

Then, the high-ranking officials of the Holy See saw a rather abstract person walking in, with his upper body naked and wearing a weird pigeon headgear...

It is the original babysitter.

When Toer came up, he didn't say hello, although there was nothing to say, he just shouted:

"As you just heard, I am Death Omen's teammate, and I know exactly where he is!"

wtf?

Everyone's eyes popped out.

The surprise came so suddenly that they were a little overwhelmed.

How could a death omen that was hidden so deeply be exposed in the end because of betrayal by a companion?

But for them, it is indeed good news like a rain after a long drought.

The white cardinal immediately asked someone to bring another chair, politely asked the child to sit down, and then had a good talk about the matter.

But Thor waved his hand: "I can just stand there. It probably won't take long."

"Well, what are your conditions? You can tell me now."

"Of course." Thor held up a finger and said, "My request is simple. Ten million coins."

Ten million Vatican coins is like a lion's mouth opening wide.

1 coin = 0.8 gold dragons, million is million gold dragons.

It’s not that the Holy See can’t come up with the 10 million, but using 10 million to exchange for a position is too outrageous.

Roderick would not treat him well like the white-robed man and the Pope did, and threatened directly:

"Aren't you afraid that we will lock you up on the charge of conspiracy to commit suicide and then force the truth out of you? We won't have to pay anything, and you won't get anything except a beating."

"Why don't we both take a step back and say something we can both accept."

Years of war have put a strain on the Vatican’s treasury, so it’s better to save as much as possible now.

Upon hearing this, Toer just shrugged and said nonchalantly:

"I don't have any other skills. I just resist beatings. I can handle interrogations and interrogations for several months without any problem. It's not the first time anyway, but do you still have the leisure time?"

"Besides... aren't you afraid that Death Omen will exaggerate this matter and make the situation even more out of control?"

"He doesn't know that I betrayed him yet. According to his character, he will definitely stir up this muddy water for me."

The white-robed archbishop sighed and said to Toer, "Please give us some time to discuss..."

After a few minutes of heated discussion, the Pope made his decision:

"Sir, we accept your request. We have already prepared 10 million coins. How would you like to trade?"

"Deposit all the money into this account and send someone to this bar. I'll tell him the news."

The account is an anonymous account, created by a lucky citizen on the surface, but secretly a money laundering account managed by the Rockefeller flagship store in the Church State.

Once the money comes in, it will be dispersed to more anonymous accounts by Rockefeller's professional team, and finally laundered and turned into untraceable money.

"Okay, it's a deal."

"Wait, I didn't say this was the only condition."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces turned ugly. Isn't the money enough?

"If you have any other conditions, you might as well say them all at once." The Pope gradually lost patience.

"Ten million can only represent the sincerity of the Holy See. The following is the real condition."

Thor pointed to the saint painted on the mural in the meeting room, and everyone turned their heads to look.

"The last and most important condition is that I want the Holy See to deprive Eushalos Niga of her title as Saint!"

The Pope looked surprised. This is far less valuable to a shill than money, right?

"why?"

Thor suddenly became distressed:

"That bitch cheated on me! She said she would love me forever! But in the end, she slept with so many men! I'm going to drag her down with me even if I die!"

"Uh... ahem! This is about the position of the Saint, so we must have a good discussion. Your Excellency may have to wait a few days."

"That's fine. I'll take my leave now. I'll come back in two days. Please tell me the answer then. I won't wait any longer!"

After Touer left, there was an uproar in the meeting room.

People consciously divided into two factions - those who severely condemned the saint and those who wanted to preserve the saint.

The Severe Condemnation Faction denounced all the bad deeds of Euxia Rose, which has now caused the Church to fall into such a crisis. Such a woman who is more likely to cause trouble than to help others must not be allowed to stay!

The faction that wanted to retain the Saint felt that it would be embarrassing if their Saint was dismissed due to external factors.

But after some debate, the situation changed again.

It became a question of whether it is more embarrassing to "let the Feather Clan army enter the territory of the Church and conduct a large-scale search" or to "dismiss the Saint because of the transaction".

In the end, nothing came of it until the end of the meeting, and it was decided to discuss it again tomorrow.

At the same time, for some unknown reason, the content of this "transaction" spread to the public, and from the public to the newspapers, and was known to all citizens early the next morning.

When the common people heard that there was such a good thing as selling Eucharis in exchange for peace in the Church?

They took to the streets to protest and demanded that the Holy See accept the deal. Perhaps only Eucharis's old lovers were unwilling to accept it.

The spies sent out also proved that Toer was once a teammate of Death Omen, and his identity was beyond doubt...

After confirming the reliability of the transaction, internal and external pressure forced the Pope to make a quick decision.

Now it seems that selling out Yuxia Rose is indeed the most cost-effective option.

At the second meeting, the Pope considered carefully and said:

"Eushalos's character has always been criticized by the people. It wasn't a big deal before, but now it seems that her influence is getting worse and worse. Let's take this opportunity to get rid of her. This is in line with public opinion."

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Two days later.

The Pope personally performed the ceremony of deposing the saint, and Eucharis's robes were returned to the Vatican.

I remember the unwilling look in her eyes when she took off her robe, which was really pleasing to the eye.

The transaction is almost complete now, and it’s time for the agent to fulfill his promise.

The next day.

After lunch, Toer went to the Central Bank of the Church to check his account. After making sure that the money had arrived, he walked leisurely to the bar where Afu had worked before, despite being under surveillance all the way.

The people sent by the Vatican to the street were already sitting at the bar, their bodies covered tightly, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

Toer sat next to the other person and ordered the most expensive drink like a nouveau riche. He took a sip before saying slowly:

"No. 36 Lemon Street, fourth floor of Kunlai Hotel, room 402. He is still in the room."

"I am sending a message to His Holiness the Pope. Happy trading."

After saying that, the contact person immediately left the bar, came outside, said a few words to a few other people, and then disappeared into the crowd.

From that moment on, the small but sophisticated state machine of the Church began to operate quietly.

A large number of elite warriors came out in droves and surrounded the Kunlai Hotel from all directions in a very short time.

Monica is also in the capture team as a special non-staff member.

When she arrived at the outskirts of the hotel, an extremely familiar feeling came over her. She looked suddenly at a crooked tree beside her where she had squatted before!

Could it be that Becky, trainee reporter Amy, and the swimming coach who looked exactly like Thor were Death Omen's teammates! ?

He actually deceived her into such a embarrassing situation!

boom!boom!

She stamped on the pavement angrily, terrifying those around her.

Soon the round-up began.

The most elite soldiers rushed in and found the deadly omen who was about to run away.

In order to make the effect realistic, the acting has to be complete.

He used all his skills and fought fiercely with those who came to arrest him. The fight lasted for several streets. Finally, he was arrested due to exhaustion and was hit on the back of the head with a club.

But the force was not enough to knock him out, so in the end he pretended to faint...

The deadly omen that was causing so much trouble was finally caught.

The Vatican shackled his hands, feet and head with specially made demon-killing shackles, and gave them to the Feather Clan the next day.

Gray was a little surprised to see that the Death Omen was actually presented to him by the Vatican with both hands, but he was glad that he could be caught.

The Feather Clan elder who was traveling with them also carefully compared Domi's soul breath with the one he captured when he killed Kyle.

After confirming that it was the same person, his old face blossomed like a chrysanthemum, and he kept smiling apologetically to the high-ranking officials of the Holy See. The Feather Tribe also returned to Beijing on the same day.

A long-brewing storm finally dissipated quietly, and Domi in shackles also revealed a mysterious smile...

Chapter 161: The Faraway Place of Tolerance

Chapter 161-160- The Faraway Place of Toer

In order to capture the death omen, the Feather Clan also brought an aerial single-room prison, which was carried in the air by four Feather Clan warriors and flown in the sky.

Gray flapped his wings and flew to a bunch of iron railings, his face full of mockery:

"I told you I would catch you."

Looking at Domi in front of him with his hands, feet and head shackled, Gray felt refreshed and even flapping his wings felt a lot lighter.

"This is not over yet. When we return to the Feather Tribe, I will let you experience a feeling worse than death. You asked for this. Who told you to be so bold as to kill the tribe leader's only son?"

The main feature of the Feather Tribe's torture is thrills and excitement. They can make people do all kinds of things in a weightless environment. Skydiving is child's play compared to this.

But Domi didn't take it to heart.

"Oh~ You mean the one called Kyle, right? Actually, you should thank me. If I hadn't killed him and let that guy become the tribe leader, then your Feather Tribe would be finished."

Although Gray did not object to Domi's statement, it still slapped the Feather Tribe in the face.

"Humph, it's just a quick tongue twister. Soon you won't be able to laugh anymore!"

After saying that, Gray turned around and was about to leave.

However, at this moment, Domi shook his body, and the shackles on his body collided with each other, making a clanking sound:

"Hey~ Are you so confident that such a small thing can lock me up?"

Gray paused, turned around and looked at Domi again, and said in an unquestionable tone:

"Everything in the world is mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining. Even the soul-devouring energy is useless in front of dark gold."

"Moreover... look around you. In the midst of the Feather Tribe's army, even if you can escape from the dark gold prison, can you still escape under the eyes of tens of thousands of people? Will we give you time to draw a teleportation array?"

"Don't be silly, there's no place for you to draw here! If you can get away with this, I'll just call you father!"

Gray's humorous oath caused the surrounding soldiers to laugh out loud. Apparently, no one believed that this trapped turtle had a chance of turning things around.

Do you recognize a thief as your father?

Under the mask, the smile on Domi's mouth gradually became perverted.

"Is there such a good thing? Then I will respectfully obey your order."

As we all know, Flying Thunder God does not require hand seals, nor is it driven by soul-devouring energy.

He only needed to use his mind to sense a little and he knew that he was still within the transmission range of Flying Thunder God. Before he pretended to be caught, he had already completed the Flying Thunder God seal in the team's new hideout.

A golden light blinded Gray and the four Feathered People who were carrying the cage. They quickly rubbed their eyes and looked inside again. Such a big man was gone!

One pass to ten, ten to a hundred...

Soon, the marching Feather Clan army slowly stopped and looked at each other in bewilderment at the empty cage. It was hard to imagine that the wanted criminal whom they had just captured with great effort had escaped again.

Huh? Why say again?

[You have fooled Gray again, villain value +6000]