Chapter 16 The trap

At this moment, it is morning. The castle is located in an extremely remote place. Although there are no mountains around, there are many small slopes, and there are many low shrubs around, just like a paradise.

There is also a lot of fog in the suburbs in the early morning. The gentle sun shines on the mist, and the dewdrops are not slipping.

There was silence around the castle, and there was no anger at all.

"Wow..." The white figure kept flashing and quickly leaned towards the castle.

Not far from the castle, the white figures stopped.

"There are also traces of battle here!" The old man in sackcloth frowned slightly and looked around.

A middle-aged man in red robe beside the old man also frowned, "Your excellency, will it be the main force of the Lasombra family?"

"No!" The old man in sackcloth shook his head and said, "Although there have been battles here, the scale is indeed not large. I think it's just a few dukes and so on. The Lasombra family will definitely shrink the people so quickly."

The middle-aged man in the red robe couldn't help thinking, "Your Excellency, what should I do now?"

"Do according to the plan and kill!" The old man in sackcloth sneered.

"Yes!"

Nearly a hundred people went straight into the castle.

"Your Majesty, they are in!" Kaya, who was hidden in a bush outside the castle, looked at the monks who entered the castle, and a smile on her face couldn't help but appear.

"Wait! When they enter the siege, they will attack!" Prince Moses looked at the group of people in white not far away and sneered.

Kaja's injury was cured by Prince Moses as early as last night. At this moment, he has long been holding a breath in his heart to fight with the people of the Holy See. Not only other senior officials of his Lasombra family have the same idea. This time, the Holy See launched a raid, but the Lasombra family lost a lot of good hands. At the beginning, the Holy See didn't even know why, and was completely stunned by the Holy See. This is undoubtedly a great shame for the blood clan, who has always paid attention to elegance, but this field will have to be brought back anyway. This time, Hill came to the castle with only so many people, which was in the arms of Prince Moses and others.

"Despicable dark creatures, don't hide anymore. I know you're in it!" The old man in sackcloth looked at the castle in front of him, raised his eyebrows and shouted loudly.

"Squeak..." In an instant, there was a strange sound in the castle, and then dozens of shadows rushed out of the castle.

"Yes, yes, two dukes and ten marquises!" Dozens of dark shadows in front of the old man in sackcloth smiled without any expression.

"Hill, you old man again!" An old man with a slightly bigger face looked at the old man in sackcloth and said angrily.

"Duke Kars, I haven't seen you for a long time. Goodbye?" Hill looked at the old man coldly and smiled indifferently.

A trace of disgust flashed in Kars's eyes and said with disgust, "Don't worry, I will send you to God alive!"

"Is that right!" Hill smiled in doubt, "Your son said he misses you in hell, or I'll reunite you today!"

"Hill!" Carls's face changed dramatically, with infinite hatred in his eyes, "Today I'm going to let you see your damn God!"

"Kill!" Carls shouted loudly, and his body rushed over with a flash. Many blood clans behind him also rushed to the Holy See at the same time. Pour the anger suppressed in his heart into the Holy See monk in front of him.

"Your Majesty, do you want to take action?" Kaya looked at the Duke of Kars and the Holy See monks fighting together not far away and couldn't help saying excitedly. Kaya has been waiting for this moment for a long time. If it hadn't been for the protective treasure given by Prince Moses, Kaya would have been killed by Hill long ago. Although she escaped Hill's attack, Kaya also fled for this reason and was almost killed by two ordinary bishops.

"Seeking a fighter, one hit will hit, listen to my signal to act!" Moses looked at the retreating members of the blood clan not far away and had calmly ordered.

Since it is used as bait, we should do it decently to let these Holy See monks relax their vigilance. Only when they and others can they be hit by one blow, but the Duke of Kars and his party who suffered as bait. However, Carls had a deep grudge against Hill. Twenty years ago, Carls' son happened to meet Hill during a hunting trip, and he was killed on the spot. It was extremely difficult for the blood clan to have an ancestral temple. Those low blood clans were just used by the higher blood clans for the first time, and they could not evolve in their lives. The highest can only be limited to the realm of the viscount. Only the direct line of the blood clan can have the possibility of evolution and cultivation. However, the life expectancy of the blood clan is extremely long. In a person's life for hundreds of years, there will usually be one or two ancestral shrines, while Kars has only one, but Prince Moses has no one. Therefore, Prince Moses cares about Kaja, and Kaja's status is comparable to that of an ordinary marquis, but this is also the same as Kaja's. It is related to strength. As a marquis, Kaya's strength is no less than that of an ordinary marquis, because he has a semi-holy weapon made by the third-generation ancestor of the blood clan, which is also a privilege enjoyed by the heirs of the family.

"Your Excellency, I always feel something is wrong!" The old man in red robe repelled the attack of a marquis, and his face changed slightly and said to Hill beside him.

"Isn't it right? What's wrong?" Hill couldn't help raising his eyebrows and practiced hard all year round. Hill didn't know much about those conspiracies and tricks. What he relied on was a pious heart to God and the holy power of hard work.

The old man in the red robe frowned deeper. "These blood clans are obviously not our opponents, but why don't they escape? In the past, as long as we fought with the blood clans, as long as we were defeated, they would run away immediately. Now it's a little strange!"

"You think too much!" The holy light in the hand of the old man in sackcloth waved, which turned a rushing viscount into nothing. "Karls and I have a feud. It's not surprising that he doesn't escape!"

"Maybe!" The old man in red robe shook his head. Maybe he really thought too much. You should know that Lord Hill's strength is at the same level as that of the prince. Even if Prince Moses came in person, he was not afraid of others.

"Do it!" Prince Moses looked at Carls and others who were about to collapse, and knew that the time had come for him to attack. He couldn't help shouting in a low voice, and immediately turned into a black light and rushed towards a red figure fighting not far away.

Many blood clans hidden in the bushes also rushed out at the same time, and in an in an insult of an hour, the castle became dark.

"Ah..." Screams kept coming from the monks in white. The Holy See, which was still holding the victory with Abe, was bleeding in the sky at this moment, but in the blink of an eye, there were dozens of white figures falling to the ground.

"Worse, I'm tricked!" At the moment when he saw the sudden appearance around, the old man in red robe meant that his party had entered the trap of the other party.

"Moses, you despicable dark creature, how dare you!" Hill suddenly shouted, but saw a dark shadow rushing towards the archbishop of the red robe.

Then he attacked the prince. The archbishop in the red robe, who was happy to kill many dark creatures a moment ago, was like falling into an ice cellar and his whole body was cold. The holy light of the cross on his chest kept pouring out to protect his chest.

Hill moved his feet, and the holy light flashed suddenly on his body. His body was like a meteor. He quickly slid across the sky and went straight to Prince Moses.

"You're late!" Moses sneered, and his right hand was directly inserted into the chest of the red-robed archbier, "Puff..."

Immediately, his right hand pulled slightly, and a fresh heart was pulled out by Moses, and his hand was slightly forceful. "Bum..." A ball of blood fog exploded.

"Moses, I'm going to kill you!" Hill's eyes were red, and he roared and rushed over.

"You'd better take care of another bishop first!" Prince Moses sneered and said disdainfully.

Prince Moses' words were like a basin of ice water. Hilton calmed down and quickly looked at another archbishop.

A red light shone directly on the back of the man like a meteor. Looking at all this, Hill's pupils couldn't help tightening and roaring, "Mir, be careful behind!"

As early as the moment when these blood clan appeared, Mil was careful and fought with the blood clan so many times. He knew that the plan of the blood clan was absolutely not simple. Especially after Hill left, Mil was more careful, and the sacred power on his body was running all the time.

Hearing Hill's shouting, Mil quickly reflected, but he was shocked. He was already careful and alert at this moment. It was absolutely impossible not to find it if there was a little movement in all directions. The strength of the person who sneaked him must be extremely high.

At this moment, Milr did not dare to hesitate at all. A drop of golden blood gushed out of his eyebrows, which dripped directly on the cross on his chest. In an eye, the cross was silvery, and a huge shadow of the cross appeared on Mil's back, protecting Mil's body.

"Ding..." Just as the virtual shadow of the cross appeared, the fiery red light hit the virtual shadow.

"Glorious Cross!" Prince Moses couldn't help but change his face when he looked at the shadow of the cross that blocked the red streamer, "Half the Holy One!"

Looking at Mil, who blocked the blow, Hill couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If Miler had any hesitation, it would be a corpse at this moment.

"Is he your apprentice of your bitter monks?" Prince Moses looked at Hill and said in a low voice.

"Not bad!" Hill nodded without hiding a trace. As a blood clan that has been dealing with the Holy See for thousands of years, Hill is not surprised to know this, so he does not deny it.

Half sacred artifact, the glorious cross is a special semi-holy artifact of the Holy See. It is said that it was made by the first generation of bitter monks in that year, with a total of eight, representing eight bitter monks. There are eight bitter monks in each generation. They are all strong people with holy weapons, and their successors use semi-holy weapons. This is a tradition handed down for thousands of years. It is the same as the blood heirs have semi-holy weapons, but Mill's strength in front of them is much higher than that of Kaya.

"Bum..." The red light was stopped by the cross and couldn't help but pause. Then Mil felt a huge force coming from his back and threw himself away.

Mil, who had rushed to fight, was suffering from such a huge force. Qi and blood surged, but a mouthful of blood couldn't help spitting out.

"Oriental people?" Hill looked at the red voice that became clear, with black hair and black pupils, just like the Oriental, and he couldn't help frowning.