Chapter 446 The Dead Dark One

The ancient building located in the center of the sky city of the imperial capital, which has been passed down for thousands of years, is not the palace of the human empire, but the place where the Temple of Light is located. Today's temple has a slightly depressing atmosphere. There are twice as many knights patrolling than usual. Although ordinary people do not know what has happened, they can also feel unusual.

In the temple, because a large number of temple knights have been assigned tasks, some patrolled, and some inspect suspicious people, so many of the resting rooms around the Knight's Hall are empty. It's just one of them, but it's different, because there are two old and two young people in it.

The teenager looked at the old man sitting not far from him, who was bowing his head and thinking about something and said, "You don't want to tell me that the most dangerous place is the safest place. You came here to escape the pursuit."

The old man who lowered his head was Pilate. He smiled and broke away from his thoughts and said, "The whole world thinks that I am dead. Only the people at the highest level know that my death has something to do with His Majesty the Pope. The temple will never let the majority of believers know about such a scandal, so I don't need it at all. Worried about this. And do you think that if the current temple wants to kill me, can it send an opponent that can deal with me?

The teenager is Lance. He nodded without saying anything and said, "Your cultivation has been extremely unfathomable. Now that you have inherited the power of His Majesty the Pope's light, I'm afraid that only the magicians Guild can deal with you. The whole continent will be free."

"If I really want to get away with it, I won't appear in front of you. Besides, Lance, don't pretend to be too much. Pilate pointed to his brain and then continued, "I know that you can master the Thunder Sword of the God of Light. Even the devil of Saens has been killed by you. If it is really fought, I am naturally not your opponent now."

Lance, who has mastered the thunder sword, is a stable holy land strong man. In addition, he is already the strength of the great sword master at this moment. After combined with the light sword, his strength is comparable to the strong man of the holy land at a high level. Pilate is not his opponent, but it is also a normal thing, but after all, it is not his real strength. , so there is nothing to be proud of. Lance shook his head and didn't say anything more about this question. Instead, he was silent for a while and then said, "Now, because of the thunder sword, I have a certain power in the temple, but only those high-level officials know, so it's hard for me to imagine if others People saw what would happen when I and a dead temple elder suddenly appeared in this room.

"The Pope chose you as a young man, which really has his deep meaning. As a member of the college, I'm really surprised that you can take me to such a safe place without worrying about being discovered." Pilate said, "I thought it would take more to go back to the temple."

Lance shook his head, as if he felt that it was a waste of time and boredness to test one by one. He knew that the person in front of him inherited the Pope's memory and was purified and transformed by the light magic, which was equivalent to being reborn once and completely became a believer of the god of light. However, because he killed His Majesty the Pope, Lance was still a little unwilling to trust him completely, but to be precise, it should be said that no. I like him.

Pilate is not familiar with Lance, so he has no superfluous feelings. He inherited the Pope's memory and became the purest bright believer. So what he has to do now is to help the temple and human beings in the whole eastern continent. He understands the means of the dark parliament. , how many foreshadows and conspiracies have been hidden for so many years, so he is afraid of failure. Such a great task is dominated by such a 17-year-old teenager. Although the other party is really a thousand-year-old genius, he is still not worried, so the two of them have the previous temptation. I want to see the depth of the other party.

However, Lance now feels that there is no need to do this. It's a complete waste of time, because there is really not much time. Since he chooses to believe it, he will believe it to the end.

"Well, I can tell you with certainty that it's safe here. The knights on duty will come back here at night, so you can say anything."

"So that's it. I'm ashamed to say that my elder of the temple is not as thorough as you." Pilate said.

"That's because you once did not perform his job, and you have always had secrets in your heart, all of which are placed in the Supreme Divine Court. How can you pay attention to many others?"

"It's true." Pilate nodded and then continued, "I want to tell you about the conspiracy to murder His Majesty the Pope and the death of Saint Roland, but not now."

"Oh? Why is this? Lance was puzzled.

"Because we are not here to find a safe place to talk." Pilate said.

Huh? What do you mean?"

"Do you think I am the only one hiding in the dark council in the temple? His Majesty died, and in everyone's hearts, I also died at the same time, so the next thing to move is the remaining moles.

"Do you still want to move? What else can they do now?" Lance asked.

"Naturally, it is the most important treasures in the Temple of Light. I just waited so long to wait for those people to take action. Fortunately, they finally moved..."

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A knight walked out of the temple with a metal box and looked as usual. No one questioned him. Because the procedures were as usual, he was secretly relieved when he was out of the sight of his companions. However, before he finished his breath, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and pain. Dizzy.

He lowered his head and saw the tip of a sword with a trace of blood. Looking back with some difficulty, his eyes suddenly enlarged, because he saw a person he could not see anyway, and then he died...

A magician returned to his home and closed the doors and windows completely. He sat back by the bed, lifted his robe, and put his fingers against his right chest, where there was a newly healed scar. He gritted his teeth and then pressed it down fiercely.

"Puff..." Blood soared, and bean-sized sweat left from the man's face, but he did not shout in pain. Instead, he pulled out a crystal with blood from his wound with a ferocious face.

"Yo! This method is quite novel, as if it is the first one. Suddenly, there was a sarcastic voice in the corner.

'What! There was someone in the room!' The magician suddenly got up and saw the teenager standing in the shadow of the corner, and then he died...

There are many temple personnel who have disappeared inexplicably. Some of them died on the road and some died at home. However, without exception, after these people died, the light on their bodies completely dissipated and became gloomy and dark. After finding these bodies, the temple personnel who found them disappeared became very ugly, because if it hadn't been for their sudden and bizarre death, they might have continued to hide in the temple and give a fatal blow to their companions who trusted them most.

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Looking at the magic weapon of the Temple of Light placed in front of him, Lance was silent. Pilate pushed the door and entered the room and whispered, "If we don't take action, the Dark Parliament will definitely succeed in taking these things out of the Eastern Continent, and things will become worse than now."

"More than these, I am more concerned about what is the conspiracy of the dark council, who is the existence that killed my master? Erato, president of the Dark Parliament? He should not have this strength!" Lance turned around and said in a low voice.

"Well, it's time to tell you..." Pilate closed the door, sat down in the chair in the room, and then said, "Do you understand the true realm of Sword Saint Roland?"

"The master can defeat the beast emperor and traumatize the dark president. He is known as the first person in martial arts in the world. Naturally, his cultivation has already reached the peak of the holy land." Lance affirmed.

"The peak of the Holy Land, hehe, how difficult the peak is." Pilate whispered.

"What? Am I wrong?" Lance asked back.

"Wrong, naturally wrong. The peak of the Holy Land is indeed an extremely difficult state. Many strong people in the Holy Land have broken through the world disaster. After entering the Holy Step, it seems that they can no longer see the road ahead and have stopped for many years. It's just that you are wrong, but it's not here. Although the peak is difficult, it has not trapped Roland. He has already broken through the Holy Land and reached a new realm!" Pilate is amazing.

"A new realm?" Lance frowned.

"Well, have you heard of the strong in the field?" Pilate said in a low voice.

"The strong man in the field!" Lance's eyes widen in an instant, not because of shock, but because he recalled the skill in his mind. Inherited from the second-generation dean of the college, Chris Angel's "Magic Martial Arts", there is a shocking battle, which is the scene of the second generation of the beast emperor and the dark president. At the end of the battle, the realm that appears like a god and can freely control any object, which seems to be called the field...