PS: Highly recommended "Legend of the Mage" - Book No. 73847

PS: Highly recommended "Legend of the Mage" - Book No. 73847

PS: Highly recommended "Legend of the Mage" - Book No. 73847

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On the streets of London at midnight, due to the continuous rain, there were few pedestrians. But there were a long train lined up on one street in Outer London. The black doors opened one by one, and those who got off the car were dressed by clergy.

Of course, there is an exception, that is, the two people who got out of the car first, one was Cliff with a slightly excited expression, and the other was Henry, who was holding a cigar in his mouth.

I really can't figure out why Henry, a stinky guy, insisted on dressing so eye-catching when he surrounded the Vampire stronghold. Cliff looked at Henry beside him in confusion.

Henry seemed to understand what he meant from Cliff's strange eyes. Henry shrugged and said casually: "There should be beautiful women in the blood clan. I don't want my perfect man to be damaged."

"I'm convinced you." Cliff was speechless.

At this time, Li Yueling, who was riding in the same car as Archbishop Bowen and Archbishop Hains, walked out of the car behind Cliff and the others.

After exchanging a look with Cliff not far ahead, Li Yueling followed closely behind Archbishop Bowen.

Among the people who came to the Holy See this time, except for the two major bishops and the Grand Judge Dior, there were only fifteen judges left. Unexpectedly, after the people of the Holy See learned that there were nearly a hundred blood clans gathered here, they only brought these people.

When Li Yueling knew that there were so many people, the first thing he felt was that the people in the Holy See were too arrogant. Not to mention anything else, if one-third of the nearly 100 vampires gathered here could reach the strength of the earl or the baron, then who might destroy whom.

However, with Li Yueling's current identity, he naturally could not have said this. Let's see if the Holy See can provide evidence to prove that they are arrogant enough.

The group walked through the underground parking garage, and Cliff, who was leading the way, stopped at a thick wall with a slightly different color than the surrounding walls.

"This is the gate that the blood clan has sealed. If you enter here, you should be able to achieve a surprising victory and catch them off guard."

At this time, the large judge Dior, dressed in black and a size of two meters, swept his eyes coldly: "No need, just go in through the main entrance and lead the way."

Cliff wanted to dissuade him a few more words, but when his eyes touched Dior, he was shocked by the other party's cold eyes that were not as good as humans should have. He couldn't help but tremble and nodded involuntarily and replied.

This scene happened to Li Yueling, which also surprised him a lot. As a psychic, Cliff was a supernatural person with a strong abilities. His mind was so firm that he was shocked by Dior's eyes. From this, it was speculated that Dior's strength should actually reach a horrifying realm.

Archbishop Bowen also noticed the look of surprise in Li Yueling's eyes, but obviously he misunderstood the meaning of surprise in Li Yueling's eyes, and said with a smile: "Father Li, you are nothing to do. If you are really scared, remember to follow me immediately. Don't worry, the people who believe in our Lord, Jehovah, will always be blessed by divine power."

"Thank you, Archbishop, I'm fine." At this dark midnight, Li Yueling once again experienced Archbishop Bowen's unspeakable alternative look.

The main entrance of the Vampire Lair was built at the dead corner of the east corner of the underground garage. A huge iron door was painted with a huge bat pattern. Strangely, there was no keyhole or handle on the iron door, as if it was a whole piece of iron plate.

"Open the door." As Dior spitted out two simple words, the twenty judges accompanying him arranged neatly in front of the closed iron door.

"My Lord is divinely radiant, and I give me holy power."

But seeing the twenty judges stretched out their hands against the huge iron gate, and as they sang in unison, a crystal white light diffracted out of their hands, illuminating the dim parking garage to an unusually bright light. If this was not a remote garage that had been abandoned for a long time, it would have been seen by ordinary people and would have thought that God was showing miracles.

As the white holy light accumulated on everyone's hands became more and more intense, the blood-colored bat depicted on the huge iron gate actually melted away, as if it had never appeared before.

The dull sound of "boom" came out. Under the force of twenty judges, the gate collapsed and a huge black hole appeared in front of everyone. With enough eyes, it was vaguely visible that there was a spiral ladder inside the black hole, winding down, not knowing how deep it was.

"I have already smelled the dirty soul breath of vampires. Let us use God's name to drive them into the abyss of hell, Amen!" Archbishop Bowen drew a cross in his chest devoutly.

"Down, no one will stay." At the order of the Grand Judge Dior, the twenty judges unfolded and flashed into the black hole. They were gone in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Archbishop Bowen smiled and said, "Mr. Dior, with the strength of the judges you brought, I am afraid that if we slowly descend the ladder of the spiral, we will not have the chance to see half of the living vampire."

Obviously, Dior was very cold and didn't like to talk. He just snorted lightly about Archbishop Bowen's words, and then said after a moment: "Does the Archbishop also want to show off his skills and kill demons and eliminate evil spirits?"

"That's the point." Archbishop Bowen seemed to have been used to Dior's rushing tone, and still smiled and said without changing his smile: "Let's go on faster, too."

Immediately, led by Archbishop Bowen, everyone went down one after another. The winding spiral ladder was extremely deep. It took everyone a full seven or eight minutes to trot.

At this time, a sharp and harsh scream came from the depths of the black hole. Cliff, who had rushed to the front, heard the sound and said, "That's the scream of a vampire, Oh my God! With so many screams, their number should be above our original estimate!"

After hearing the sharp screams after wave, the Grand Inquisition Dior frowned slightly and suddenly accelerated his speed of moving forward.

With Dior's acceleration, everyone also stepped up their speed. Unexpectedly, Archbishop Bowen and Archbishop Haince were a little breathing when they trot downstairs before, but after following Dior to accelerate down, they became calm and composed.

Li Yueling, who was following the two bishops, was surprised and looked carefully. It turned out that the two bishops had used their holy power. In the darkness, there was a thin ball of white holy light attached to the feet of the two bishops. I guess this is why they became calm and composed as their speed increased.

Archbishop Bowen quickly walked down with the help of the holy power, and smiled and turned back to Li Yueling who was stroking, saying, "Father Li, you have good physical strength!"
Chapter completed!