Chapter 1045: Ninth Knight

"This, this power..." A blood elder looked at his hands, his eyes were incredible, he only felt that he was unprecedentedly powerful, and he would destroy this castle with a single punch with confidence!
"What a powerful force, I feel that the whole person is different!" Another young man of kinship took a deep breath and waved to the side. A horrible vigor flew out in an instant, and easily opened the hall!
With a bang, the palace was cut in half by the Qi Jin. The blood young man stared at the bright moon in the sky, but he still didn't realize what was going on.
In the main hall, whether it was the blood race or the ancient blood nobles, all were sluggish.
The powerful power Zhang Ziling bestowed on the blood clan at this moment made everyone confused.
Guru!
Kyle swallowed hard, looked at his trembling palm, and pursed his mouth.
"I, am I... scared?"
Even Kyle felt that he couldn't have that kind of power...
Just a little ghost among the blood clan can reach this level of power, how should this battle be fought?
After becoming a little desperate, Kyle looked at Lilith mechanically, hoping that Lilith would give him some strength.
But when Kyle saw Lilith and Cain sitting together drinking red wine that he didn't know where they came from, and talking about each other happily, Kyle's face was suddenly covered with dead gray.
"Ella, go." Zhang Ziling's soft voice sounded in Ella's ear, "There is not much time, take this opportunity."
Zhang Ziling's words made Ella sober, and then Ella burst out with unparalleled power, even the gods!
The power Zhang Ziling lent to the blood tribe was his devilish energy, but Zhang Ziling lent Aila...
It is the power of the Great Emperor!
The violent power swept around, the entire ancient castle shook, and the monstrous power made the bright moon in the sky dim.
Cain and Lilith were shocked by the power erupting from Ella at the moment. The wine glasses in their hands accidentally fell on the ground, and the red wine was spilled on the ground.
"All the blood clans listen to orders, members of the ancient blood nobles..."
"Kill without mercy!"
Ella's voice exploded in the ears of the blood races, instantly arousing the bloodiness of the blood races.
"Yes!!!"
The sky-shaking roar went straight through the sky, and all the ancient blood nobles knelt on the ground in despair.
Before they fight, they foresee their end.
The power is too terrifying!
Seeing Ella leading a group of blood races to kill the ancient blood nobles, Zhang Ziling's mouth also smiled faintly, and after looking in one direction, he slowly retreated.
Cain and Lilith found Zhang Ziling left, and quickly got up, no longer looked at the side-to-side slaughter in the hall, and pursued Zhang Ziling.
The smell of blood soon filled the entire hall.
"Let's go, it's time to go back and report."
More than ten kilometers away from the blood castle, a knight wearing silver armor and riding a red-eyed white horse calmly glanced at the monstrous blood above the castle and said indifferently.
Behind the knight, there were hundreds of knights in full arms standing neatly, all of them wearing helmets, with great momentum.
After contacting Caesar, they had planned to arrest the kin in one fell swoop, but since they lost contact with Caesar, the action was naturally cancelled.
The knights of the Holy See are not reckless people.
"Jason, this time we seem to have discovered something extraordinary." There was also an archbishop riding a horse beside the knight.
The archbishop was wearing a white robe, his pale hair fell and his face was kind.
The two leaders, one is one of the twelve knights of the Holy See, the ninth knight Jason. The other is the archbishop of the second diocese, Monet.
"Well, I didn't expect to feel the breath of the gods. Although we don't know the purpose of the gods going down to the earth, we are currently pursuing heretical cleansing of the blood. With the participation of the gods, things will become extremely complicated." Jason fainted. He said, there never seemed to be emotion in his eyes.
"Jason, you have the authority to surrender the angel of tears, Gamiller. Within the jurisdiction of the Holy See, even if there is a surrender of the gods, it is impossible to fully display your strength. Jason, you are not necessarily their opponent." Mo Nye kept smiling, and didn't worry at all.
"What do you mean?" Jason asked with a frown.
Seeing Jason's slightly frowning brows, Monet also struck haha, and continued: "I don't mean that we won't go back. This matter must be reported to the Pope, but we have lost a blood prince, if If we don’t explore what happened in the blood, I’m afraid the Pope will have a bad opinion of us."
"Retract your careful thoughts!" Jason snorted coldly to Monet's words, "I don't care if you want to return to the temple as the temple bishop, but if you want to use me to help you get promoted... no way ."
"Without the Pope's permission, I can't let the angel of tears, Gamil, descend without permission, otherwise the punishment of the trial team is no joke!"
"When encountering the spirit of God descending, I have to let Gamil surrender again. This is an endless loop."
"So, I don't want to hear the second time you asked me to take a risk." Jason gave Monet a cold look, then turned and shouted, "Retreat!"
After Jason gave the order, the entire knights lined up and turned around and left in an orderly manner.
As Jason's guard knights, they naturally only listen to Jason's orders.
Monet rode his horse awkwardly, looking at Jason's back, a sullen eye flashed through his eyes.
"Wait!"
"I said, I don't want to hear it a second time!" Jason drove the horse and turned around, drew his sword and put it on Monet's neck, his eyes flashed with cold light, "Don't think you are the archbishop, I dare not kill you!"
"No, it's not me..." Feeling the coldness from his neck, Monet also raised his hands and said tremblingly.
Although Monet was hostile to Jason just now, Monet was not stupid enough to stop the Knights at this time.
Although the archbishop and the knights of the round table are at the same level, the knights of the round table have an angel behind them, and the actual status of the archbishop is far inferior to that of the knights of the round table.
"No?" Hearing Monet's words, a trace of doubt flashed in Jason's eyes, only to realize that it was not Monet's voice just now.
"who is it?"
In response, Jason drew his sword back and screamed directly into the air. A terrifying aura erupted from Jason's body, frightening the horse that Monet was riding, and Monet had to jump off the horse. Escape from the white horse.
With Jason's stern shout, the knights also drew out their weapons one after another, quickly forming a guard.
For a time, the surrounding atmosphere became serious.
"The men of the Holy See... still exudes that disgusting breath, which is not interesting at all."
"I've been peeping here for a long time, don't you leave anything behind, is it the past?"
At this time, Lilith and Cain appeared on both sides, with faint smiles on their faces.
"Is it discovered?" Jason's forehead was cold sweat slid, watching Lilith and Cain appear nervously, and subconsciously squeezed the sword in his hand.
That surging divine power made Jason feel extremely pressured.
Monet also summoned the staff at this moment and looked at Lilith and Cain vigilantly.
He knows that now is not the time to make conflicts, and must be unanimous.
Two gods...it's not easy to deal with!