Chapter 598: Flame from the abyss

The flames rose.
The priest's right hand was devoured by the flames instantly, but he did not flinch. Instead, he still held the Fang Zheng's blade, and at the same time he extended his left hand, and suddenly shot a flying knife towards the Fang Zheng. However, it was quickly blocked by the silver and white short sword of the Founder's left hand.
However, the priest obviously did not intend to use this to kill Founder. On the contrary, he immediately released his right hand and backed away after throwing a flying knife, and quickly distanced himself from Founder. In the process, the priest's right hand was still burning. Founder was even able to hear the "sizzling" sound produced by the flames burning his flesh.
Although this looked painful, the priest's expression did not change at all. He just stared at Fang Zheng coldly, and then said.
"It seems that it is difficult to fight with you with the current equipment, heretics, next time, next time I will definitely kill you!"
The words did not fall, and I saw countless pages suddenly appearing around the priest. These pages, which glowed with golden light, quickly wrapped the priest. The next moment, he disappeared in front of Founder's eyes and disappeared.
"Transfer? Looks like you can't look down on these guys."
Founder put down the big sword in his hand, he was not worried that the priest would escape. Unless he cuts off his own hand, the flame will slowly burn him to ashes-well, but considering the strong will of the previous priest, Founder thinks he may really cut off his hand.
But this has nothing to do with Founder.
"Well, don't pretend to die, come out."
Fang shouted towards the front, and soon, there was a twist in the shadow of the wall not far ahead, and then Akkad came out of it.
"It's boring, I thought you would kill that guy."
"If it wasn't for you watching, that guy wouldn't run."
In the face of Akkad's words, Fang Zheng rolled his eyes in annoyance. He could certainly feel that the priest initially planned to continue fighting with him for 300 rounds, but then he changed his mind almost immediately and chose to run away. The reason is simple, that is, he sensed Akkad's breath.
Obviously, although the priest is violent, he is not a mad fighter who has lost his mind. Under the cooperation of Founder and Akkad, he has absolutely no chance. So the priest resolutely chose to retreat ... so for Founder, the pot still had to be carried by Akkad.
"No way, I don't have weapons."
It seemed that Arcade was going to use this excuse to the end of the world. Now the Founder just hopes that Walt can prepare his weapon sooner, so that this brazen vampire can find no other excuse to touch the fish.
But then again, aren't there always spare weapons? Is there no spare weapon in this vampire's hand?
Founder glanced at Akkad, who only stared at him with a weird smile, without the slightest amount of unease ... the cunning old bat.
"Let's go back."
Founder gave up the idea of ​​continuing to entangle with Akkad, turned and walked towards the other side of the corridor.
"Miss Intura will be angry this time."
It turns out that Founder was right.
Intergula is not only angry, but also furious.
"How can this be true! This is simply a provocation to us! The in the Vatican, they violated the treaty! Northern Ireland is our jurisdiction, when is it their turn ?!"
"After investigation, we have confirmed that the Vatican sent to Northern Ireland, and that the priest who clashed with Lord Founder and Lord Akkad was the Paladin, a member of the 'Betrayer' organization, Father Alexander Anderson."
"Extermination of demons, suppression of paganism, eradication of heretics. The 13th subject that should not exist in the name of Judah ..."
On the one hand, Intergula clenched his fists.
"This matter cannot be left alone. Walter, the negotiations with the Vatican will be left to you. But now we have no time to fight with them. The mysterious organization behind a series of vampire incidents is still a mystery, we must find the manufacturing Vampire guys, and wipe them out ... "
Speaking of this, it seemed that Intergula had finally vented her anger. She looked up and nodded to the Founder sitting beside.
"You did a great job this time, and the Vatican lunatics are absolutely not allowed to come on our land. You worked hard, Founder."
"You're welcome, you can help."
In the face of Thanks from Intergullah, Founder just shrugged his shoulders. Of course, he understands why the other party said so. In fact, Founder has long noticed that he has been under surveillance since he joined HELLSING. However, this is also normal. The source like himself is unknown, and the organization will not pay attention to him unless he has a brain drain.
But now it seems that after stinging that mad priest, he let Inturgula dispel a lot of his suspicions, or ... is this a name?
The Founder has no interest or interest in religious issues between Britain and the Vatican. In fact, he was more concerned about the mysterious organization.
"Do we have anything new about that mysterious organization?"
Founder said that he was tired of going out to pick up firewood, and he couldn't wait to find a gas station to get himself "fueling the fire".
"M15 agents have found some clues, but they are still only under investigation."
Obviously, James Bond in the movie can get a criminal group casually, but the detectives in reality are more waste than one? Sure enough, it's all art processing.
"Well, I hope they can give us some clues sooner."
Founder stood up and stretched, then nodded at Intergula.
"If nothing is wrong, then I will go back first."
Having said this, Founder turned and left the room. He certainly knew that there were still many things to do for Intergula this evening, but Founder was too lazy to care about those things. He was just a hired hunter, as long as he did his job well, as for other issues ... ... you don't need Founder to ask.
But that priest was a bit pity.
As he walked towards his room, Founder shook his head. He could feel that the body of the priest contained a powerful soul and sacred power. Although it was less than the level of "firewood salary" required by the Founder, it was at least better than ordinary firewood—at least coal. degree.
After burning his right hand, Founder also absorbed some sacred power from the priest. Unfortunately, these powers are too small to ignite the new altar.
Maybe the next time you see him, you should burn him directly.
After turning these thoughts in his head, Founder returned to his room, went to bed, closed his eyes, and soon entered the dark dream.
Then, the flame burned again.
"Welcome back, Lord Ash."
The fire-prevention woman standing in front of the altar turned around respectfully and lowered her head towards Fang Zheng, who also waved her hand in response. After leaving Yanan, Founder had the ability to "pass the fire sacrifice field" into his soul freely through dreams. So before going to bed every night, Founder will come here for a round. One is to let the fire-proof woman extract the power she absorbed to strengthen the fire of the soul. The second is to find someone to chat with ... After all, the system has not been fully restored, and the Founder's ability is almost impossible to use. Magic is sealed, and he has no way to contact other people. In this case, finding a fire girl to talk about the ideal of life is also the only time Founder can use to pass the time.
"I'm here, sister Fire. How's it going?"
The Founder looked at the altar in front of him. I saw that on the altar in the center of the sacrifice field, the soul fire was burning. But Founder is not concerned about this, but the "shadow" of the flame.
Yes, under the flame, a dark shadow reflected on the ground like a reflection of the flame, burning continuously. This is not the real shadow, but the flame born after Fang is harnessing the power of the abyss-the reflection of the initial fire ~ EbookFREE.me ~ the fire of the abyss.
"Everything is normal, Lord Ash. There is nothing unusual about the Abyss Fire at the moment."
"That's fine."
As he said, Founder held out his hand. The fire-fighting woman also held the Founder's hands. Soon, a faint flame emerged from the fire-fighting woman's hands, then floated into the altar, and merged with the fire of the soul burning in the center.
"This is really a waste of money."
Looking at the tiny flame in front of him, Fang Zheng shook his head, and the fire-proof woman smiled slightly.
"Patience, Lord Ash, it is not easy to repair the soul, let alone the fire of your soul has been extinguished once. It is a rare luck to be able to re-ignite again with the first fire ..."
"I know, just a little ......... impatient."
Fang Zheng also sighed when he heard the fire-fighting woman's comfort. He knew that he was just like a man who had recovered from a serious illness, and had to take good care and slowly heal. But he couldn't rest assured, what is the situation in the main world now, when can he find the way back to the main world, how is the heavenly palace, how are they with Nimfu, and what about the children? With this, Founder felt restless. Although he could use his reason to suppress his uneasiness, the mood of the Founder infected by the abyss can easily fluctuate, so even if he knew that the fire prevention woman was right, it was not so easy to relax.
"Maybe I should wait and see. If the mysterious organization hasn't come out yet, I might as well play big."
After saying this, Founder stood up and nodded at the fire-resistant woman.
"So, I'll go first."
"Good luck, Lord Ash."