Vol 4 Chapter 199: Strong background

Master Mourinho rode a fire phoenix and slowly landed from the air, his handsome face was full of icy frost, cold and pressing. \\mStarter\\
"You are too courageous!" The swan priest's gaze patrolled the square, and every Bi Meng who was caught by his eyes shivered uncontrollably. "Howl! Brawl! Are you still soldiers? Are you still sacrificial?" Master Mourinho angrily pointed at the soldiers of the Fei Lengcui militia and the scourge of the God of War: "You are simply a large group of rascals and gangsters!"
"And you!" The swan priest did not spare the priests on the square: "More than 600 worshippers and nearly 8,000 followers! You actually watched these two groups fight in the God of War Square! You guys! What do you eat?"
There was an embarrassing silence.
"Answer me!" Master Mourinho roared.
A more embarrassing silence.
The clashing of armor and soldiers sounded from time to time. More regular knights and infantry of the "Wheel of the God of War" legion drove from another street in a neat line. A Rhine knight wearing a legionnaire on his chest was angry. Riding a Greenland snow lion on the ground, he held the reins in front of the God of War Square, his eyes glaring at the Feilengcui militiamen like a knife.
A red luxury car wheel, guarded by a group of brightly armored Tiger Templars, slowly passed through the neat formation of the Bimon soldiers, and stopped beside the statue of God of War.
The Tigerman of the Tago tribe who drove the car jumped down from the front seat of the car and laid the tapest and foot piers on the door. The two Medusa warriors with horns on their heads, thick statures and six meters high, flowed from the back of the chariot to the front, and their godless eyes looked mechanically at the chaotic War God Square.
Horn Viper Warrior! These are the two great envoys of the Temple Inquisition!
The car door opened, and the white tiger sacrificed to Lord Bergkamp jumped from the car, holding a small older man from the car, slowly standing on the foot pier, and then stepping to the ground.
The old man in Beamon was holding an ancient bronze copy of the Code of Sacrifice on his chest. His face is full of deep wrinkles, and a faint "king" pattern is faintly visible on his brow; the loose skin is gray-white with no sunlight all year round, and a tower-like crown on his head is full of gems and pearls. , A specially tailored scarlet sacrificial robe is covered with wonderful symbols.
When those turbid and dim old eyes swept across the square of the God of War, whether it was a sacrifice or a soldier, all collectively stroked their chests, and sent their most sincere respect to this old man who represented the power and the of war.
"Dear Blatter, the high priest in red, please allow your servant to greet you." The collective mixed voices are so consistent at this moment.
"God is with everyone. My children." Blatni waved his hand gently. After all, it was a sacrificial ritual who sang war hymns all year round. Nixia's voice was completely opposite to his appearance. It's so crisp.
"Blatni! You're here just right!" The Rhine Knight, wearing a legion commander's logo on his chest, was riding on the back of the Greenland Snow Lion. The whip in his hand pointed at the Fei Lengcui militiamen with a huge voice. The thunderbolt on the ground is generally loud: "In any case, please hand over all the followers of the besieging regular soldiers to our military department! It is unforgivable for the king to do this kind of thing, no matter who it is under. !"
"Prince Kahn." The red high priest Blatter nodded politely to the Rhine Legion commander: "Please allow me to investigate the situation first?"
Liu Zhenshock rolled his eyes sharply at the Rhine Knight. This guy turned out to be the "Prince of Lionheart" Kahn Greck, one of the two legion commanders of the "God of War". His Majesty King Thrall's brother.
"What else needs to be investigated. My respectable Blatter!" Prince Kahn with a golden face and beard snarled in a low voice: "The facts are in front of you!"
"When two children are fighting, as parents, what they should do more is to persuade." Blattine smiled happily: "Prince Kahn, God of War tells us. Forgiveness and kindness are the greatest virtues."
"Under Blatter, what I want to say is that God of War also told us that the majesty of the law is also not to be trampled on!" Prince Kahn said in a deep voice. [m rapid update]
"Is it illegal to besiege the sacrifice and his followers?" Liu shocked and asked.
"Who are you?" Prince Kahn turned the snow lion around. After watching Liu Shock, his eyes were aggressive.
"I am the war sacrificial Richard who was besieged by regular soldiers of your ‘Wheel of War’ Legion.
Liu shocked his arms and watched Prince Lionheart:
There are so many sacrificial offerings on the square that can prove it for me!

"This joke is not funny." Prince Lionheart sneered: "How could the regular soldiers of Beamon besiege a sacrifice for no reason!"
"Your joke is not very authentic." Liu shocked his nose vigorously and threw it far away. "How could Bimon's star gown sacrifice to the regular soldiers with his followers for no reason?"
"You..." Prince Kahn was furious, but was choked for a while. After looking around continuously, he held a mahjong face and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Prince Richard? Where is he now? ?"
Liu Zhensha, Guo Guo, and the two young masters pointed to the cobweb cocoon struggling endlessly on the ground.
"Did you do it?" Prince Lionheart pours out a little from the snow lion's back. This action, together with his sharp eyes, makes his whole person full of high-voltage electricity and fearful. .
"This is the power of the God of War." Liu shocked his hat began to buckle. He now has a bit of experience on how to be a stick.
"Alright!" Prince Lionheart sneered coldly: "Now, I need you to let go of His Royal Highness immediately. Our God of War is not a spider, but there is no habit of wrapping mummies. As for your account, I will settle with you! You are a little pigeon war sacrifice."
Liu shocked when he was farting.
"My child. Let go of His Royal Highness Prince Richard first." Blatter gave Liu shock a knowing smile: "As the most pious servant of the God of War, no one can hurt you again. I will use one. Swears in the name of Old Tago."
Liu Shock shrugged his eyebrows and walked to the cobweb cocoon. He slyly tore from Prince Richard’s buttocks. Seeing the skirt of the armor, Liu Shock smiled and looked up at the card. Prince grace. There was a sudden force in his hand.
"Wooh~" There was a sound of breaking the cloth, and the huge cobweb cocoon was torn apart. Just revealing a little white flower content, Liu Zhensha was suddenly unlucky, and his body was thrown high in a diagonal line. He was still waving a large piece of armor and rags in his hand, making a series of strange calls straight and straight on the ground. The back of his head was born on the ground and a pit was knocked out on the ground, and the ground crashed with a loud noise. Dust splashed everywhere.
"Good B! What a little raised!" Liu stood up from the ground gritted his teeth and touched his nose, which was fine. There was no bleeding, but others could clearly see a shocking welt on his face.
Because of the cocoon cocoon, the prince ripped open a gap and forced himself to break the restraint with brute force. At this time, the viscosity of the solid spider web had reached the cooling time, and Prince Richard easily got rid of the spider web entangled on him. , Stood up from the ground.
Holding a giant sword in one hand and holding his hips in one hand, His Royal Highness was shaking violently, his handsome face was blue and purple. His face was blood-stained, and a huge black bag protruded from the corners of his eyes, making him look like a lovely lion-head goldfish, and his long golden hair was falling like a kite with a broken thread. The golden Missoli armor is not much different from the defective products picked from the garbage dump. Like the shampoo, the surface is full of pits.
Had it not been for Liu Zhensha's somewhat scruples, the prince would have been scrapped even if he had ten lives.
However, compared to the dignity of the royal family, the prince's current appearance. I'm afraid it's not much better than death in battle.
The piece of armor and rags in Liu Zhenshah's hand originated from His Royal Highness's buttocks.
The hybrid of Rhine and Tagore is tough. Prince Richard tucked the tiger's tail in the armor. At the moment his armor and clothes were torn apart, he struck Liu's shocked face like a steel whip. There is a saying in Beamon--- -"Tiger can't touch his ass." Old Liu forgot this. He wanted to strip the prince a bare pig, but he suffered a sullen loss inadvertently.
Although this boring food is a bit wronged, Liu Zhenshock is also wicked enough. He was hit in the face by the tiger's tail, and he did not forget to violently pull the cloth he held in his hand. Now the prince's white flowery buttocks and thighs already have a large part It was made public. There were people everywhere in the square, as well as people watching the excitement in the bar. Seeing the appearance of the prince, even Bimon couldn't help but burst into laughter.
There are a few who are usually happier and a little bit nasty, staring desperately at the prince's stiff and swallowing.
"What a big guy!" Liu Zhensha blew a frivolous whistle in a particularly free and easy manner. He threw off the pierced armor and cloth in his hand, looked at His Royal Highness who was holding his butt, and said seriously: "Only your root In terms of size, it is much better than your martial arts."
"I mean your tail." Liu Zhenshah added another explanation: "It's not another Ba."
The Fei Lengcui men and horses smiled with extra force, and Prince Kahn's face was as ugly as the sea before the storm.
His Royal Highness Prince Richard closed his eyes and inhaled hard, his chest undulated violently. I don't know why, his torn and incomplete hem of the battle armor began to drip strings of blood again, splashing to the ground On the bluestone slab, ticking.
"Huh~ the lion is menstruating? Isn't that a'red water beast'!" Liu shocked his face and made a fuss, but the cunning in his eyes couldn't hide it.
Laughing wildly, laughing wildly, and loudly applauding people — people who fear the world will not be chaotic, there are everywhere.
"Damn pig!" Prince Kahn had just let out an angry roar, and the Greenland snow lion under his seat had just taken a step, and a dying feather arrow with a sharp whistle was nailed between the snow lion’s toes. The free ice and fire shards scared the snow lion and almost threw Prince Kahn off his back.
What a fast arrow! Prince Kahn is a professional soldier. The first reaction was to evaluate what kind of archer this arrow came from — God Arrow Zheqin! Undoubtedly, it is still the top sacred zheqin with strong arms! The level of this archer is far inferior to the arrow instructor who is the "Whip of the God of War".
Nedved's hands were in his arms, calmly.
Many archers were secretly pointing at him, their eyes filled with idol worship.
"I said, shouldn't you be a princess?" Liu asked Prince Richard with a shocked grin.
Prince Richard roared a changed anger and picked up a cobweb cocoon from the ground. He tied a knot around his waist indiscriminately, then carried the giant sword upside down, with a frenzied face, and walked towards Liu Shock step by step. Now, His Royal Highness the prince, his eyes are completely bulging out, with sparkling saliva on the corners of his mouth, his head tilted to the side. , I was very nervous and twitched from time to time, and I was completely stimulated and prepared to die.
Liu shocked to see this posture. Immediately yelling for help in a sad tone, a swift of smoke rushed to the back of the red high priest Blatter.
His Royal Highness Jie Jie smiled strangely, and the giant sword in his hand dragged a string of sparks on the ground. His muscles had broken through his armor, and his twisted veins swelled up like earthworms. With one step he stepped on a bluestone pavement. Because the madness had reached the limit, the long golden hair of His Royal Highness was stretched straight. What is especially strange is that the original long-haired prince, His Royal Highness, now has a small Mediterranean Sea in the center of his head. It was as if a bad hairdresser accidentally shoveled a piece of baldness.
Where does the current His Royal Highness the prince have the kind of lofty and handsome abundance when he just appeared on the square of the Gods of War, if he was like the prince of Dragon Slaying who walked out of a girl’s dream, now he is still the prince in a girl’s dream. But the dreaming girl must be an ogre or a mermaid like Kou Tao.
Tattered armor, torn clothing. The stern eyes, the weird hairstyle, the ugly scars all over the body, these scars are all traumatic, they look terrifying. In fact, the damage is limited, mainly ugly.
What Liu Shock wanted was this effect. He really killed the prince, and his sacrifice must have fallen to the end.
"Enough! Prince Richard, do you want to openly attack a priest in front of me!" Bratni watched the prince who came over unstoppably step by step with majesty: "So far, Li The chasing priest did not make any attack on you! And your attitude is really not like a humble clergyman! Contradictions can be represented and arbitrated! You did not see that I have put the two religious deacons to the gods Did the envoy bring it?"
"Please remember your identity!" Blattine emphasized: "You are a Templar who serves the God of War, a clergyman! All conflicts between clergy members will be resolved within the temple!"
Prince Richard didn't mean to stop at all, his nose was heavy and muddy breathing, his eyes were blood-red, he turned around, the giant sword shook a cold light, and let out a beast-like growl with a hoarse voice: Ge, you are absolutely dead today! No matter who is protecting you, I will make your head into a wine container! I swear!"
"I order you, Knight Richard, to immediately stop advancing." Blatter looked down at His Royal Highness.
His Royal Highness still stubbornly walked forward.
With a crisp sound of "swish", a carved feather arrow was shot on the bluestone pavement five steps in front of His Royal Highness, and half a foot into the ground, the tail of the arrow trembled from "shooing", and ice light and flames were on the arrow. Floating on the pole, "crackling" bursts of sparkling ice dust, dazzling like fireworks.
"Before Pope Ni gets down, don't be presumptuous!" Nedved shouted loudly, and the Salas flame bow in his hand had four arrows buckled, aimed at the prince's proud head.
"Magic Archer!" Prince Lionheart's pupils suddenly expanded several times, and he let out a low growl.
"Do you dare to shoot a prince?" His Highness Richard was obviously out of control. He turned around and looked at Nedved with his paranoid eyes, and punched his chest hard: "Do you dare? House! Some kind of shoot an arrow for me to see!"
"You five steps closer to Lord Fei Leng Cui and Pope Nixia, you will know if I dare to shoot." Nedved sneered.
"Don't dare!" His Royal Highness dragged the huge sword and strode down Bratni.
Many of the priests on the altar at the God of Wars took off their pet badges and squinted to see Prince Richard with torch.
His Royal Highness keenly caught the hostility around him. After taking the fourth step, he took his feet and turned to scan the surroundings. There was endless madness in his eyes, and a low roar came from his throat.
His provocation obviously aggravated the misunderstandings of others about him~EbookFREE.me~ At least twenty high-ranking Beamon warriors spontaneously copied their weapons and stood beside the red high priest. Numerous ranged attackers opened. The bow and arrow, took out the javelin and the slingshot, and turned the cold mansions against His Royal Highness.
The two huge horned viper envoys also stood on the flanks of the pope, and their godless eyes looked at his Royal Highness like a frog.
Prince Richard was electrocuted and stared at the Lord Pigg who was shrinking behind the red high priest not far away. No matter how powerful he was, there was absolutely no possibility that he could go one step forward, because he took one step forward. There will be huge suspicions of assassinating the pope, and this charge can certainly kill a prince.
"Don't stop me! Knight Richard!" Master Mourinho came out to finish the game: "Wearing a weapon in front of the high priest in red, do you want to be on the torture frame? Give up your temporary confusion! Go to Bra! Te Ni apologize!"
"I'm going to a duel with him!" Prince Richard disheveled his head and pointed at the triumphant Liu Shock with the huge sword stretched out. His throat became like scraping the bottom of a shabby and overlooked pot because of excessive force.
"Duel with a sacrificial priest? Are you sure to face Richard's sacrificial followers and demons alone?" Mourinho was angry and funny, and he kept calling this kid an idiot in his heart.