Rebirth of the Peerless Waste

Chapter 1124 The Golden Family

The city of Brahma was stained with blood, dilapidated, and devastated. It looked particularly desolate in the setting sun.

This is a tragedy that the Holy City has not seen in thousands of years, and it is also a catastrophe for mankind.

A huge copper palace stands suspended in the air, like a city in the sky, the residence of the gods. It is majestic and majestic. It shines with a fascinating luster in the sunset, and flows with dreamlike colors, forming a sharp contrast with the dilapidated Brahma City below. .

For half a day, the eyes of the whole world have been focused here, and many people have traveled thousands of miles to attend the event in person.

I saw that inside and outside Brahma City, there were crowds of people, shoulder to shoulder, and the darkness was full of people. It was conservatively estimated that there were millions of people.

"Who won? Why hasn't anyone come out yet?"

"Needless to say, the young devil must be dead. Heaven is God's territory. No matter how powerful the young devil is, he will not escape death if he enters."

"Don't deceive yourself. If God really exists, why didn't he take action earlier? Do you have to watch the young devil enter his lair in heaven with your own eyes?"

"You know what the hell, God is invisible. If he takes action outside, wouldn't he be seen by others?"

"Yes, God is invisible, because human eyes are sinful and will blaspheme the glory of God. You are just an ant, and you dare to question God. Do you want to live in vain? Why don't you kneel down and repent!"

In the crowd, there was endless discussion, and some people were very radical.

Most of them were believers of the Holy See, and they came with indignation and a very restless mood.

They are eager to know the result, who won.

Although, judging from the current situation, the Holy Holy See has fewer victories and more defeats, they still have a glimmer of hope.

Boom!

The earth shook, the horses neighed, and a group of cavalry wearing golden armor rushed into the Vatican City and came to the tall tower. Their blood was soaring into the sky and their murderous intent was like the sea.

"The Golden Knights of the Golden Family are here to fight to protect Brahma City. The leader of the family and many masters are here."

Suddenly, there were exclamations from the crowd.

golden family,

A super family that is extremely wealthy and powerful. It is called the "Sixth Empire" because the family is so rich and powerful.

It is no exaggeration to say that every time this family stomps its feet, the entire world economy will tremble.

However, this family is particularly good at keeping a low profile and has always kept its secrets secret. It is so deep that outsiders can only get a glimpse of it.

"The Golden Family and the Holy Holy See have always been very close. It is said that it is because of the blessing of the Holy Holy See that the Golden Family has today's transcendent status and achievements. Now that the Holy Holy See is in trouble, the Golden Family should help."

"I heard that the Golden Family has the blood of gods and is descended from ancient gods. I always thought it was just a rumor, but now it seems that it is true!"

"Descendants of ancient gods, is it true? No wonder this family is so powerful."

Amidst the discussion of the onlookers, an old man ascended to the sky, walking on the ground as if walking on the ground. He was wearing a golden battle armor, golden boots, and holding a golden whip. There was a fighting spirit in his body. Xiaohan.

This is a god, very powerful!

"The old patriarch of the Golden Family, Carlos. He is also a Golden Knight. It's unbelievable."

"You must be ignorant. The legitimate sons of the Golden Family are all Golden Knights. They have extraordinary blood and are born powerful."

The old man climbed up to the sky in one step and stood in front of the gate of the Bronze Palace. He was clad in golden divine light that was so dazzling that people could not look directly at him. His eyes were like blades, radiating with electricity. He looked straight ahead, as if he wanted to see through the Bronze Palace. There was another An invisible killing thought came out of his body, alerting him to everything around him.

Although his body is aging, his aura is extremely powerful, like a god, giving people a great sense of oppression.

He was not surprised by the appearance of the Bronze Palace, because as an ally of the Holy Vatican, he had won the trust of the Pope and was fortunate enough to know this secret and be a guest there.

"Brother Francis, can you open the door and see me?" Carlos said, his loud voice shocked everyone and made the noisy scene fall silent.

At this moment, countless people's eyes focused on him and the gate of the Bronze Palace in front of him.

Being called brothers to the Pope is enough to show his extraordinary status.

However, time passed minute by minute, there was no echo, and there was no movement in the Bronze Hall.

"The old patriarch of the Golden Family has come forward. There is no reason for the Pope to not see him. Is it true that something unexpected happened to him?"

A panic spread among the crowd, and the place became noisy again.

"Not necessarily. There is another possibility. The Pope was taken hostage by the Young Demon King." Someone put forward their own speculation.

"I can't be sure whether the Pope is still alive, but I have a way to quickly know whether the Young Demon King is still alive." Another person said, with a hint of cunning in his expression.

Swish, brush, brush!

Many people looked at him, eager to know what he was talking about.

"All the disciples of the Young Demon King are here. You can take his disciples and use them as hostages. As long as the Young Demon King is alive, he will definitely come out. With the knights of the Golden Family here, and a group of martial arts masters drawing their swords to help, capture the young man. It is not difficult to be a disciple of the Demon King." The man continued, his words were astonishing.

Of course, Mengyao and the others were still at the scene, standing on a high ground. No one within a hundred meters radius dared to approach them, and they avoided them like the god of plague.

Suddenly, they felt several unfriendly glances, very sharp, including a group of knights who had just arrived from the Golden Family.

"That black-scaled eagle is very good. I have seen records of this kind of eagle in ancient books. It is an extremely powerful exotic bird that has long been extinct. It can be used as my flying mount." A tall man The golden knight stared at the Black Scaled Eagle with fiery eyes.

His name is Peterson, the eldest son of the Golden Family. He has a respected status and a transcendent status. Of course, he is also very powerful.

"Mader, what are you looking at? Have you never seen such a heroic condor?" The black-scaled eagle hovered in the air, sensing Peterson's malicious gaze, and squinted away.

"Brother, since you like this condor, I will shoot it down for you."

Behind Peterson, a man with a face somewhat similar to his stood out, holding a big golden bow, eager to try.

His name is Harrison, the second son of the Golden Family. He has a rough face, aggressive eyes, and a very unruly person.

"Mader, you dare to take advantage of this condor."

Amid the curses, the black-scaled eagle landed with a whoosh and stood with Mengyao and the others. It doesn't dare to be too big.

Harrison put an arrow on the string and looked at Mengyao with evil intentions.

Clang, clang, clang!

The Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Saber in Mengyao's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, but it did not strike out, but there was a sharp clanking sound.

The red flame halberd in Zhao Tianlong's hand also spontaneously ignited without wind, exuding a heart-stopping killing intent.

"Harrison, don't be rude." A voice came from mid-air, and Carlos, the old patriarch of the Golden Family, stopped Harrison's stupid move.

Harrison made a gesture of wiping his neck and put away his bow and arrow.

"Brother Francis, do you really want me to break in?" Carlos said again, showing a bit of strength.

Unexpectedly, a voice soon came out:

"Brother Carlos, everything is fine here. I don't bother you. Please come back."

Suddenly, the whole place was boiling because it was the voice of the Pope.

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