Chapter 309 The World’s Top Gathering
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The enchanting woman with fangs was stunned for a moment. That old man on crutches... has such a terrifying aura of superiority. It was as if he was a high and mighty king, which gave her the feeling of not daring to fight and crawling to the ground.
By the way, she remembered.
She once followed Duke Morta to attend an alliance meeting, and felt this breathtaking atmosphere from a distance. It was just that the distance was far away at that time, but now it is very close, as close as only ten meters away.
Is he really the president of the parliament? That's right, there's no mistaking it. This aura of absolute superiority made her instinctively afraid to show any resistance, which made her even more powerless than facing Duke Morta.
Compared to other organizations, the Dark Council has a clearer and stricter hierarchy. Those in superior positions often have absolute control and power of life and death over those in lower positions.
Fear, horror, and a hint of glory. The Speaker of Parliament actually visited her little bar?
"Puff!" The enchanting woman knelt on one knee and said tremblingly, "Rebella, a descendant of Duke Morta, pays homage to the President of the Council."
The old man on crutches strolled into the bar step by step, without even glancing at her. A vampire marquis is already an extremely terrifying existence in the eyes of ordinary people. However, for a being like him who stands at the top of the world, he is like an ant.
Maybe under normal circumstances, he would still try to say a word or two casually. But today, all his attention was on those two people.
"Bah bang bang!"
The old man clapped his hands softly a few times, and an amiable smile appeared on his slightly pale face: "His Majesty the Pope is welcome to the sphere of influence of the Dark Parliament."
Teaching, Your Majesty the Pope?
When the vampire Marquis Rebella heard this name, her heart almost stopped. Her already pale face turned even paler, and her whole body trembled with uncontrollable fear. Because there is only one person in the world who is called the Pope, and that is the Pope of Light of the legendary Holy See of Light.
Satan is above.
That was a being on the same level as the Parliament Leader, a top figure who could stab her to death with one finger, Rebella. She was about to faint. Just now in the office, she was thinking about whether to seduce the two strangers for a taste. Who would have thought that one of them would be the Pope of Light! ! !
Lord Councilor, Pope of Light. Two of the two most powerful mythical figures in the world actually appeared in her little hunting bar. Rebella was so frightened that she shed tears. I am just a poor little vampire, opening a small bar, raising a few little blood slaves, and living a hard life. How could he be so unlucky to meet the leader of the parliament and the Pope of Light here?
She seemed to have completely forgotten the aloof and arrogant queen she was when facing those low-level beings or ordinary humans.
Well, the man sitting with the Pope of Light seems to be very ordinary. But now, she doesn't dare to think that the other person is ordinary. Because no ordinary person in this world can sit and drink with the Pope of Light. Moreover, he drank so calmly. After seeing the Lord Council Leader appear, he still drank the wine nonchalantly.
"Prince Richard." The Pope of Light put his hands behind his back and said majestically, "The world belongs to the light. Dark creatures like you only deserve to go back to hell." Perhaps, only when facing Yan Zun, That's why he often can't control his violent temper.
The old man on crutches was naturally Prince Richard. He did not have a verbal dispute with the Pope of Light. Instead, he focused his attention on Cao Dapao and said with a somewhat solemn look: "Yan Zun, we haven't seen each other for some years. The flame scar on my body has never been removed. That is to keep it there all the time. Remind me that sooner or later, I must take back that shame from you."
"Puff!"
As soon as he heard Yan Zun's name, the poor vampire Marquis Rebella finally couldn't bear the pressure and fainted on the spot. This is a dream, yes, this must be a dream. Otherwise, how could the world's top figures gather in the small bar where she makes a living.
Of course, it doesn't matter whether she faints or dies. Among the big shots present, no one would pay attention to her.
"Haha, old man, you have lived for so long, but you are still so angry?" Cao Dapao said with a relaxed smile, "Look back and introduce this Tao Te Ching to you, and learn how to cultivate your character. Don't be too old to do so. If you are so angry, you can easily suffer a cerebral infarction and die. We haven’t seen each other for a long time, so why not sit down and drink tea first and chat for a while before fighting."
"Yan Zun, please stop messing with me here." Prince Richard said coldly, "Today, since you two have the audacity to break into my sphere of influence, please stay here forever."
"Hey, you old guy, you have such a loud tone." Cao Dapao smiled nonchalantly, "Who do you think you are? There are two of us, and you are the only one, don't you know how to learn to be more low-key? "
"Jing Lue, don't talk nonsense with this old monster." The Pope of Light said coldly, "I can already feel the powerful aura of darkness covering this land. Let's kill him quickly to avoid causing trouble."
As soon as he finished speaking, his momentum changed.
The cloak turned into ashes under the white light. A white armor was revealed. The armor was very streamlined, and every piece fit his body and muscles. The appearance of the armor looks like gold but not gold, as if it is like flowing light. Complicated secret pattern formations are engraved on it, and the independent secret pattern formations are connected together, blooming with a bright and holy aura.
I don't know when a crown was put on the head, and a white cloak was raised on the back.
He also held a scepter in his hand. The scepter was as smooth and flawless as mutton-fat white jade. In the complex and magnificent structure at the top of the scepter, there was a white bead the size of a fist suspended. It bloomed with an incomparable holy light, and the dark atmosphere that filled the bar retreated like snow melting under the illumination of the bright atmosphere.
"Wow!"
A pair of huge, flawless wings of light slowly unfolded on his back. Every feather seems to be condensed from the power of light, exuding holy and endless majesty.
"God said, Let there be light."
The voice of the Pope of Light is like a superior god, and every word and deed is full of the power of the laws of heaven.
With him as the center, a brilliant white light bloomed in all directions. Those sleeping mortals seemed to be wrapped in an invisible force and thrown away far away. The power of darkness in the entire bar, including the sky, was completely dispersed.
"Stupid hypocrite." Prince Richard sneered and mocked, "On the occasion of the battle, he actually spent all his strength to save these fallen mortals. Since I want to kill you and Yan Zun, how can I not be prepared at all? Come out. , my brothers and sisters.”
"Giggle, your Excellency, can't you let me watch the show for a while?" A lazy and charming voice sounded, and a fiery red charming woman spread her blood wings and flew down from the sky, hovering in the air. He smiled sweetly in the air and said, "His Majesty the Pope, Lord Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Duke Rose!?" The Pope of Light's brows twitched slightly, with a hint of fear in his eyes, and his voice was cold and majestic, "I heard that you have been living in seclusion for the past ten years, and there are signs of fading out of the Dark Parliament. No. Come to think of it, this is all an illusion.”
"His Majesty the Pope, let's see what you said." Duke Rose covered his mouth and smiled coquettishly, "In your eyes, I am a dark creature. If I don't work for the Dark Parliament, how can I still seek refuge in your Holy See of Light?" , I do think so, but you don’t dare to accept it.”
"Hmph!" The Pope of Light held the scepter in his hand and said coldly, "You guys just hid your whereabouts through the dark sky, but now you have nowhere to hide under my great light field. Come out. Let's all. Let me see how many feasts old monster Richard has prepared for me."
His words had just fallen.
In the dark void, there was a slight fluctuation. A man holding a pitch black sword and covered in black armor appeared out of thin air. The dark aura on his body was extremely strong, as if it had turned into substance. The eyes under the double-horned helmet looked at the Pope of Light indifferently and ruthlessly and said: "I have met the Pope's crown, and I have met Lord Yan Zun."
"Mr. Ming!?" The Pope of Light's pupils shrank slightly, "It turns out that it is one of FBG's offerings, and Mr. Ming is here. I didn't expect that the alliance between FBG and the Dark Parliament has reached this point."
"Your Majesty launched a holy war against FBG, leaving us no way to survive. In order to protect ourselves, FBG must join forces with the Dark Parliament." Mr. Ming's voice was cold, as cold as coming from the netherworld.
"Okay, okay, okay." The Pope of Light said three good words in a row, and said in a majestic voice, "Since this is the home of Duke Morta, it is impossible for Duke Morta not to be present, right?"
"Hahaha!"
In the dark sky, two more majestic figures descended.
One of them is a white-haired middle-aged man wearing a tuxedo. His white hair is meticulously combed back. He is tall and tall and looks very handsome. There was a hint of evil in his eyes. It's enough to make countless girls' hearts flutter and pledge themselves to her.
"Morta has met His Majesty the Pope, Lord Yan." Duke Morta spread a pair of black bat wings on his back and said with a charming and evil smile, "If you can taste the blood of these two adults, it will be The honor of my life Morta.”
Under another majestic breath, there was a burly man with a hairy face. His muscles were as ferocious as iron and he had thick hair. The voice was loud and thunderous as he said: "Morta, let's divide it between the two of us. You drink blood, and I eat meat." The corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a pair of strong and sharp canine teeth.
"It turns out that Dark Judge Wood is here. What a big statement." The Pope of Light's pupils froze slightly. But he secretly glanced at Cao Dapao and cursed through the voice, "Brother, are you kidding me? You used me as bait to fish, but you caught a group of sharks. Are you sure you didn't join forces with the Dark Council to trick me?" "
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