Chapter 204: Speaker Pope and Blood King
Li Er left in style, but the players present and the audience in the live broadcast room were all excited.
The bloody knife shadow still echoed in their minds, as if countless dead souls were roaring and telling of pain.
Outside the Blood King City, the players who were expelled had tears in their eyes when they saw this.
Not to mention the equipment, even if he exchanged it with Wudi Zuijunlang for money, it would still be a huge income. Just because he listened to Heideng Kanyue's nonsense, he got nothing now.
Destroying someone's financial resources is like killing his parents.
Suddenly the atmosphere at the racecourse changed.
Heideng Kanyue keenly sensed a hint of danger. He turned around suddenly and saw the expelled players rushing towards him.
"you……"
Before Heideng Kanyue could finish his words, he was greeted with punches and kicks.
"It's you who got us kicked out! Why don't you just die?"
"If I don't beat you to death today, I'll take your last name!"
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A gang fight broke out at the racecourse to vent anger, and Kanyue was directly suppressed by the crowd in the dark.
There were also some players recording videos around, and everything related to the Blood King City was recorded by the players and uploaded to the official forum.
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In the Pope's Hall, Lear has returned from the old dream, and the incarnation of blood has been sent back to the old dream.
After converting more than a hundred players into blood believers, Li Er clearly felt that he had some control over the players. Although it was very weak, it was better than nothing.
The revival mission of spreading the blood law issued by Lillian was also completed, and some experience points were rewarded.
Experience points are nothing to Li Er now. As long as he wants, he can raise his level to the upper limit of the current game version in the Dream Trial dungeon in the Blood King City.
But even so, his strength will not improve much.
His various attribute points have far exceeded the level of a super-level professional, and he also has the Aslan Royal Swordsmanship. Even if the extra free attribute points are added, they cannot break the attribute limit of 100 points.
Li Er's eyes fell on his character panel. The physical and mysterious attribute limit-breaking tasks had been triggered long ago. The first requirement was the same: obtain the Saint Realm! Just like blaspheming the true spirit, the extraordinary professionals who obtained the Saint Realm were called Semi-Saints!
Only by attaining the Saint realm can one's own attributes have the qualifications to break the limit by exceeding one hundred points.
But this is only a qualification. In previous lives, those who could break the limit at the Saint stage were geniuses among ten thousand, and those who could break the limit at the Epic stage were considered excellent.
Looking at his exaggerated attributes, Li Er's eyes became eager for some reason. Maybe he could try to break the limit in the extraordinary stage? Or even become a limit-breaking professional with two or even three attributes! ...
As time passed, matters concerning cooperation among the three major religions progressed steadily.
This kind of trivial matter was not something that extraordinary professionals like Alvin and Sylvia needed to worry about, but the people from the Golden Church and the Arcane Council tacitly did not leave the Soros Royal City.
The former was because Sylvia believed that her daughter was now in the Royal City of Soros, even though she was kidnapped by the Blood King, and even Millia said that Ophelia had changed her beliefs, but these were not what Sylvia cared about.
She just wanted to see Ophelia again.
As for Erwin and Maya, it was all because of Lear, and the Speaker of the Arcane Council also arrived in the Royal City of Soros.
Duval already knew that Speaker Lareina was going to visit the Church of War, and he solemnly arranged guards to welcome her.
"Special Executive Lear, His Holiness the Pope asked me to inform you that Her Excellency Lareina, Speaker of the Arcane Council, has arrived at the Pope's Chamber." In the guest room, Lear heard a knock on the door.
"I understand." Lear took a sip of black tea and said lightly.
After receiving the reply, the believer outside the door hesitated for a few seconds.
As the speaker of the Arcane Council, Lareina is of the same status as Duval. As a special executive of the church, Lear should come forward to greet her out of courtesy.
Although they didn't go directly to the city gate to greet him, he had already arrived at the Pope's Hall...
The believer shook his head helplessly and finally left.
When the believers outside the door left, Lear in the room revealed an inexplicable smile.
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Outside the Soros Vatican, a luxurious carriage slowly drove to the door of the Vatican. Along the way, it was guarded by a large number of war believers, as well as a number of accompanying guard mages.
Along the way, a large number of players and citizens of the royal city followed behind.
The news that the Speaker of the Arcane Council visited the church spread in the royal city a few days ago. The residents of the royal city were unfamiliar with the Arcane Council. In their eyes, those flowery wizards were sissies and weaklings.
However, they still have some awe for the Speaker of the Arcane Council. After all, he is of the same status as Duval.
"Your Excellency Speaker, we have arrived at the Pope's Hall." Outside the carriage, a high-level war knight said respectfully.
Inside the carriage, a tall, beautiful woman closed the spell book in her hand after hearing the voice.
The door of the carriage was opened by the accompanying mage guard, and a long white leg stretched out from the carriage.
The players who were watching this scene not far away all widened their eyes. When Lareina appeared in front of them, everyone was stunned.
Even the high-ranking war knight beside him was stunned.
The Speaker of the Arcane Council in front of him was actually half a head taller than him!
At least 1.80 meters tall! Maybe even 1.90 meters?
The War Knight estimated Lareina's height in his mind, and inexplicably felt ashamed of himself.
"What's wrong?" Looking at the hesitant war knight, Lareina said gently.
This gentle voice fell on the War Knight, and a feeling like an electric shock spread throughout his body. His face turned red, and then he said, "It's okay, Mr. Speaker, please follow me."
The War Knight said hurriedly, even making a gesture of invitation.
Lareina nodded, but just as she was about to enter the Pope's Hall, she suddenly stopped.
The War Knight looked at Lareina's long legs that had stopped moving, a little confused. He raised his head and found that Lareina was looking in another direction.
Not only Lareina, but everyone present looked to the other side. A demon in a gorgeous robe slowly walked over. With every step he took, the citizens and players around him consciously made way for him until the demon reached the front of the convoy.
"Blood... King?" The war knight trembled as he spoke the name of the devil. He was involved in the night when the devil broke into the Pope's Hall. As a high-ranking war knight who besieged the devil, he was subdued at the first sight.
The feeling of blood boiling, suffocation and approaching death is still deeply impressed in his mind.
"It's an honor to meet you, beautiful lady." Ignoring the gazes around him, the devil waved at Lareina, his words and actions extremely elegant.
"Are you... the Blood King?" Lalena's expression looked a little strange.
The top leaders of their three major sects were very concerned about the news about the Blood King, especially after he broke into the Soros Pope's Hall.
It is truly surprising that a pagan could escape unscathed from the encirclement of the War Pope and the three War Archons.
"Haha, this is just an insignificant title. My name is Monge. If Your Excellency the Speaker does not mind, you can call me by my name directly." The devil replied with a faint smile.
Lareina stared at the demon in front of her. His ferocious appearance was probably enough to scare a child to tears, but the demon's natural elegance was definitely not something that could be cultivated casually.
Like an ancient demon noble, there was once such a race in the library of the Council, but it was so long ago that it could not be verified.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"In that case, Mr. Mung, you are here not just to say hello to me, right?" Lareina smiled after being silent for a few seconds.
"I am indeed not here just to say hello to the Speaker." The devil also smiled when he heard this. He looked at the war believers not far away and Dival and others who had already arrived.
The appearance of the Blood King was naturally not something that these high-level war knights could handle, so they had already informed Dival.
As soon as Dival appeared, he saw the devil in the crowd and was immediately furious. "Damn heretic, how dare you show up!"
"Your Holiness, are you going to fight me here?" The devil looked at Duval without even moving.
Dival calmed down. A large number of citizens and strangers gathered not far away. The residents of the royal city were influenced by the Church of War and most of them were brave people. Unless their lives were in danger, they would probably not disperse on their own initiative.
If the Blood King starts a war, these residents will suffer.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Dival asked through gritted teeth.
"I'm here to negotiate terms, Dival," the demon said calmly.
"Conditions?" Duval was stunned.
"The three major orthodox religions plan to cooperate with each other to spread their faith to the aliens. I think this is great." The demon nodded, "We, the Blood Cult, also want to join in."
After hearing this, Duval began to doubt whether he had heard it wrongly. A believer of a pagan religion actually wanted to cooperate with the three major orthodox religions?
Even Lareina at the side showed a surprised expression, and her eyes looked at the devil strangely.
"Do you know what you are talking about?" Dival took a deep breath.
"Of course I know. I'm going to build a blood temple in Soros!" The devil nodded and answered seriously.
"That's impossible!" Duval refused without even thinking about it.
It’s bad enough that the Arcane Council and the Golden Church have established branches in Soros, but now a pagan wants to get a piece of the pie?
Not to mention himself, what would happen if the Golden Church found out?
The Church of War and the Arcane Council are not responsible for eliminating heretics, but in the Golden Church, the trial of heretics is written into the Pope's doctrine! "Don't rush to refuse, Dival, this is a matter of benefit to both parties." The devil was not angry because of Dival's refusal, but laughed instead.
"Both sides benefit?"
"The war trial is about to begin, isn't it?" A strange red light flashed in the demon's eyes. "Do you want an ally who can help you, or an evil person who will disrupt the trial?"
"When the three archons bring their elite troops into the trial ground, and you are the only one in the church, do you think you can stop me?" The devil continued, with a threatening tone in his words.
When Dival heard the words "War Trial", his expression changed. This is the trial for the War Church to select the Pope and also the trial for suppressing the seals of the church.
Even the Arcane Council and the Golden Church did not know much about this, but the heretics before them seemed to know the war trial very well.
The trial will begin soon. At that time, all war believers at the beginner level and above will enter the trial site under the leadership of the three archons. At that time, only a few mid-level professionals will be left in the War Church to maintain order in various church branches.
Soros only has him as the only high-end fighter left.
He is the Pope who cannot interfere with the Pope's Trial selection and can only intervene when a crisis arises during the Trial.
If the Blood King committed atrocities in Soros, how could he stop him alone? After all, he was just a human, not a god, and it was impossible for him to always guard against the disturbance of the Blood King.
Or he could seek assistance from the Golden Church and the Arcane Council. With the help of these two orthodox religions, he could also restrict the Blood King during the war trial.
Anyway, the duty of the Golden Church is to judge heretics.
Duval thought to himself that he could not compromise with a pagan as it concerned the dignity of the Church of War.
While Duval was thinking, Lear also rushed to the scene in the Pope's Hall, as well as Sylvia. When Sylvia saw the Blood King, his expression became excited.
She saw the Blood King with her own eyes, which means that Ophelia might really be in Soros!
As for Lear, he just watched indifferently. Watching his avatar negotiate with Dival was also a novel experience.
Looking at Duval's expression, he knew that the negotiation had failed. Lear had not intended to succeed in one go. When the war trial entered a critical moment, he could come to Duval again.
In the previous life, the sealed things almost broke out of the cage, and four extraordinary professionals of the Church of War died, including Rafar, Dival's younger brother. At that time, Dival had asked for help from the Arcane Council and the Golden Church, but was rejected. Lear didn't know the specific reason, but in the end it was the descent of the Goddess of War that solved everything.
If Lear sneaked into the trial ground and rescued Dival in the identity of the Blood King when Dival was helpless, and then came back to negotiate with Dival, Dival might seriously consider it.
After all, Dival would not want the church's power to be lost in the trial ground, and he did not know that the goddess of war would descend at the last moment!
While Lear was still thinking about the future, Duval's expression suddenly changed inexplicably.
His expression turned complicated as he looked at the Blood King. "I need to have a good talk with you about this matter. If you have the courage, come in and talk to me!"
He said this, then turned around and left.
This left the audience confused, especially Lear himself, who was simply stunned.
He thought so much, but he didn't expect that Dival didn't directly reject his proposal! (End of this chapter)