In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility. - Chapter 766
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- Chapter 766 - Da Tengu and Prajna
Feeling that His Majesty the Emperor was obviously depressed, Conrad did not say anything more. He believed that the Parliament and the Crown Prince Ferdinand would discuss how to seize what belongs to Germany in this dispute. A benefit.
When the time comes, just present it to His Majesty the Emperor for final decision.
After Conrad left, only the lonely old emperor was left in the palace in Frankfurt. The setting sun stretched the back of this old man who had lost his wife and had no heir.
A black shadow slowly emerged behind the old emperor. There was a pair of eye-catching wolf ears on the top of his head, and a long and narrow scar extended from his chin to the side of the ear. He was the emperor’s personal spy, a member of the Two Sicilies wolf tribe. .
He said in a respectful tone: “Your Majesty, the British Ambassador raised a question. One of their soldiers claimed that he met His Royal Highness the Candle Knight in the Port of New Naples, Texas, and asked if this was your instruction.”
The British knew very well that it was impossible for Germany to form an alliance with the French. They could not withstand the surging public opinion to seek revenge against Germany and wash away their humiliation even if Napoleon was resurrected.
But the long-lost Candle Knight and the Radiant Knight suddenly appeared in the New World and stood on the side of the Texans. The British still couldn’t help but want to beat this little brother. After all, although Germany cannot compete with France Alliance, but in the overseas colonies, a consensus can still be reached-the British occupy too much.
“Viviana?”
The emotion on the old emperor’s face was extremely surprised: “She is in Texas? Quick, send someone to find her immediately. This cruel girl has not come back to see her grandfather for so many years.”
As for the British questions, he didn’t take them to heart at all.
“By the way, this news is classified as top secret. No one is allowed to tell it, especially not that old guy Frederick!”
Franz was so angry when he mentioned the election of Frederick that he obviously knew where Viviana was going. Not only did he not tell him, he also blamed Viviana’s escape on him.
It’s simply too much!
The secret agent bowed his head in agreement, and resigned with a wry smile.
As the storm surges in Europe, the fighting continues on the Texas border.
“How is that possible!”
“How is this possible!”
Guderian’s forehead had veins popping out, and his expression was particularly ferocious. The evil ghost that he spent a lot of effort to finally make a contract with, and even sacrificed half of his own blood after summoning for help, was actually eaten alive.
The backlash of the broken contract made his face purple and almost vomiting blood.
He did not hesitate to take out the Book of Death, which is a sacred object of the Necromantic Sect. It was originally used by him to create the skeleton dragon, but now he decided to use it directly to fight Prajna. As long as he can defeat Prajna, he can win it. The ghost-faced shield in her hand, he was sure, would definitely improve him more than getting a giant skeleton dragon.
“The power of the Deathly Hallows is not necessarily weaker than the artifact!”
In his hand, an ancient book with a heavy copper cover slowly emerged. The powerful power of death turned into black clouds, and a terrifying ghost with wings on its back appeared, connecting to the sky and the earth.
Even ordinary people who do not have spiritual vision and cannot see this scene can clearly perceive that an extremely terrifying monster is about to come to the world.
“This stinking thing full of the smell of death seems to have come up with something extraordinary.”
“Boss, are you really not going to take action?”
The three demon dragons were a little confused. In their opinion, although Prajna also had an extraordinary origin, his strength, like theirs, was greatly limited, and he could not even perform one-tenth of what he was in his heyday.
But Lothar, who was riding on the back of the dragon, said in a rather impatient tone: “If you are asked to watch the battle, just watch it honestly. If you continue to make noises, I will send you down to fight with the necromancer?”
“No problem, boss!”
“Forget it then.”
“Boss, I’m afraid that we will be turned into skeleton dragons and cause trouble to you again.”
Except for the grumpy fire dragon head who was eager to try, the other two dragon capitals decisively expressed their refusal. They were still somewhat rational. With their current strength, fighting the necromancer was completely asking for trouble.
Feeling the strong aura of death, Hannya’s expression was somewhat nostalgic: “It’s the aura of the Great Tengu.”
The Daitengu she talks about is not the clan name of the demons in hell, but the general of the demon clan who is named after the strongest demon she has killed. He is one of the few friends she has in hell. .
Unfortunately, before she left Hell, the Great Tengu lost his life in a power struggle within Hell.
Wherever there are intelligent beings there will be struggle, and Hell is no exception.
In the black mist, Guderian’s back was faintly revealed with huge wings, his face turned into a red grimace, and the terrifying ghostly aura pieced together his body into a head that was dozens of meters high. of terrifying monsters.
This is the evil ghost of hell, the Great Tengu who is no less powerful than Prajna!
“It’s a pity that his legacy was entrusted to no one.”
Prajna sighed lightly. Necromancers are not all a bunch of freaks. Many necromancers are equivalent to outsourcers from hell, helping the ghost army of Senluo Temple to shoulder a large number of responsibilities for hunting down evil spirits.
It’s just that the person in front of him is obviously not one of them, but belongs to another type. He changes his tricks every day and wants to dig holes in hell and steal power.
“Killing this person is in line with nature!”
Prajna murmured in his mouth, and a huge ghost-faced shield flew out of the sky.
The Great Tengu that Guderian had manifested had already had the illusion of being invincible due to the rapid expansion of its power. It actually faced the shield and collided with it without dodging.
“Hahaha, with such a powerful force, who can stop me?”
“This artifact of death should belong to the great leader of the dead, Master Guderian!”
Immediately, the ghost energy that protected him was easily cut open.
The huge grimace swallowed it whole in one bite.
At this point, the powerful and arrogant leader of the undead, Master Guderian, came to an end. It was a little hasty and even a little funny, but it was natural. After all, when Prajna was in hell, the most common communication he did with his friends was to compare martial arts. .
Prajna understands the power of the Great Tengu all too well.
Aboard the Huleas.
At this time, Porfirio obviously no longer expected Guderian and other “wild mages” to solve the problem: “Quickly, send someone to ask Bishop Michael again. Forget it, I’ll go in person!”
Bishop Michael is an upright man. Just now he sent someone to invite him. Archbishop Michael even said bluntly: “If I see a house full of evil spirits, I will definitely get rid of them as soon as possible. In order not to disgrace Mr. President, I still Don’t go.”
At this time, among the ranks of the Knights, the knights and armed monks were praying devoutly.
Their rather classical robes were embroidered with huge Latin crosses. In the era when the Pope was moved to the Avignon Curia, they were probably the most traditional Catholic monks in the world.
Some people looked quite angry and disdainful.
“Our great president has to rely on those heretical demons to fight against the demons of Texas. How can he succeed?”
“God so loved the world that he gave us his only begotten Son, teaching that everyone who believes in him and loves him can be saved.”
Bishop Michael recited a passage from the Bible in a low voice. He could understand Porfirio’s approach, but this approach undoubtedly tore the crusade into two distinct parts.
The conflict over “royal power” and “religious power” that has long been a non-issue in Europe is still very serious in Mexico, a country with a strong religious atmosphere.
The church not only owns armed forces such as knights and fighting monks, but also owns a large amount of land and tenants attached to the church’s real estate. In addition, there are a large number of church schools and hospitals in Mexico.
Some of Porfirio’s domestic policies were also greatly restricted by the church.
Obviously, heresies such as the Necromantic Cult can take root in the “holy soil” of Mexico, and they must not leave behind the secret support of Porfirio, the great dictator. After all, the power of the church is too powerful, so powerful that even The dictator who holds all the power is also worried that one day he will be kicked away by his church partner.
Whether he would do this or not is one thing. What is important is that the church does have the ability to support another talker to replace Porfirio.
“Your Excellency Michael.”
Looking at the dictator who was walking quickly with enthusiasm on his face, Bishop Michael did not refuse and said bluntly: “Mr. President, don’t worry. When it’s time for me to take action, I will never back down. If the church cannot protect the light, Drive out evil, and the world will fall into eternal destruction.”
Although he decided to take action, Michael still hit Porfirio moderately.