Chapter 1487: Dark Arbitrator
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My Fiancee is a Cold CEO
- Dramatic talk
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- 2021-01-30 05:18:56
A total of four figures appeared in front of the crowd. Among them, three men were formally dressed, all dressed in medieval costumes, with black cloaks blowing behind them with the breeze. They were elegant and lively in the style of an ancient medieval nobleman.
The remaining woman, with a long purple dress wafting in the wind, was slender and beautiful, like a girl in her twenties.
In a moment of movement, the situation is boundless, and Ye Chen's eyes constricted uncontrollably.
"The four arbitrators of the Dark Arbitration Department unexpectedly all came."
Ye Chen looked at these four figures, and a glint flashed in his eyes.
On the bright side of the Dark Arbitration Department, there are only one chief and two arbitrators, and only the high-level officials of the Dark Society know that besides this one, there are two arbitrators.
Three men and one woman, the strength of these four arbitrators is not weaker than Caesar, even slightly stronger.
The four arbitrators standing on the peak of the god-level powerhouse, this is the foundation of the dark council for many years.
"You didn't guard the dark treasure house, but you all came out."
Pope Peter was not surprised, looked at the four arbitrators in front of him, and said lightly.
"Pope Peter is here, if I don't come out again, it's not that we, the masters, disrespect the guests too much."
The beautiful woman in the purple dress said with a smile, her eyes gleaming and charming.
Mrs. Violet, it is said that he has lived for hundreds of years, a famous strong man in the dark world, with ruthless methods.
Decades ago, a famous ancient family in America was bloodbathed, and it was famous in the West.
But since then, Madame Violet has disappeared to the west, and few people know her exact location.
"Two blazing angels, a pope and a saint, if you all beheaded here, what power can the Holy See have to prevent my dark council from conquering the West?"
The undead king Felix Jiejie smiled, his eyes full of greed.
"Felix, you can't keep me."
Pope Peter said lightly.
"Peter, the old man admits that you are very strong. You have reached the pinnacle among the successive popes, but even if we can't keep you, these two seraphs and saints can never leave this dark valley."
The Dark Duke said calmly.
"It is rumored that Miss Adele, the Holy See's saint, is the first beauty of the Holy See. When I saw it today, it was really extraordinary."
Frank, the horror lord, looked at Adele greedily and said, "Miss Adele, as long as you join our dark council obediently, I can guarantee that you are not in any danger today, how?"
"Frank, you filthy creatures walking in the dark will eventually be purified by the Holy Light."
Adele said with a cold face.
"No one has dared to challenge our dark arbitration department for many years."
Frank, the horror lord, said lightly.
"The person who confronted our dark arbitration department last time seemed to be a seraphim of the Holy See, who was directly torn by us. I can still recall how delicious the flesh and blood of that seraphim is."
The undead king Felix Jiejie smiled.
"Today I will represent God and purify you filthy hybrid creatures."
A touch of suffocation flashed in Adele's eyes, and the Book of Light was flipped in his hand, and a ray of light was shining in the valley.
"Adele, don't let them disturb your mind."
A gentle smile flashed on Pope Peter's face, and then he raised the Pope's scepter in his hand, and a terrifying power infiltrated from the scepter.
"Peter, stop me."
Mrs. Violet's face changed, as if she had noticed something, she shouted, and her whole person instantly turned into a purple light, rushing towards Peter.
"Since you can't take it away, it's simply destroyed."
A sharp color flashed in Peter's eyes, raising the pope's scepter in his hand, and smashing it towards the dark sacred tree in front of him.
The Dark Sacred Tree seemed to feel the crisis, and white barriers suddenly rose up on the tree.
With a bang, Peter's pope scepter hit the barrier of the dark sacred tree.
With a bang, the aura of a thousand meters in a radius became boiling like boiling hot water, and an unprecedented energy spread wildly around it.
The earth is cracking, the wind and clouds are rolling, and the deafening roar lifts up the dust, like an earthquake.
With just this scepter, the white barrier around the dark sacred tree instantly shattered.
The sturdy tree body shook violently under the blow of the scepter, and even the huge tree roots under the ground began to tremble.
"This is the strength of the Pope? This is too strong."
This was the first time Ye Chen saw Pope Peter take action, and as soon as he took action, Ye Chen was frightened.
Powerful, beyond Ye Chen's imagination.
The power of the Pope’s scepter may have surpassed the ranks of the peerless master, reaching the power of half-step Ning Yuan, or even stronger.
"Such a strong pope, I am afraid that he can fight Zeus."
Ye Chen squinted his eyes, a solemn color flashed in his eyes.
With his current strength, facing Pope Peter, he can only retreat.
"Peter, you dare to do something to the holy tree."
The other three arbitrators in the arbitration department shouted, and a wave of terror moved towards Peter's suppression.
It did not cut the Dark Sacred Tree with one blow, which indeed exceeded Peter's expectations.
"I'm afraid it will take at least three blows to break this sacred tree."
Peter frowned and sighed involuntarily.
He never expected that the power of the holy light that urged the pope's scepter would not cut off the dark sacred tree.
With the four arbitrators Violet here, Peter has no chance to make another move.
The blow just now was Peter's only chance.
Unless the four arbitrators of the Dark Arbitration Department are killed.
"Peter, dare to damage the dark sacred tree, today you will cut off your head and devour your flesh and blood."
Violet's figure suddenly appeared in front of Peter, and the terrifying power of darkness turned into black waves, rushing towards Peter.
"It's been many years since I took a shot. It seems that you have forgotten the majesty of the Holy Light."
Peter's eyes were shining with a faint white light, and he lifted the pope's scepter in his hand slightly, and swung it directly against the dark power of violet.
With a boom, the power of darkness in the sky suddenly dispersed under Peter's pope's scepter.
Then the Pope's scepter turned into a light and shadow and hit the violet head.
"What a strong papal scepter."
Violet's face changed, and her figure quickly moved backwards.
As Mrs. Violet, the most fragile of the four arbitrators, one of the most important factors for survival to this day is speed.
Mrs. Violet's speed is so fast that she is extremely powerful under the space of the main god.
As Mrs. Violet drew away quietly, the Pope's scepter shattered the phantom left by Violet and blasted to the ground.
The mountain shook in an instant, and the storm fell.