Rome, the capital of Italy, is 300 miles west, and some unknown deep mountains are located in an unknown mountain. After crossing several mountains, a huge helicopter landed on a flat-topped mountain.

Several middle-aged men in gray robes walked out of the inside, and finally walked out of the helicopter. A man in a red robes and about fifty years old. After he walked out of the helicopter, a fortress in front of the Pingding Mountains slowly opened, and a priest in white robes came out of the inside. He respectfully stepped forward and bowed: "I finally hope for you..."

"Jonathan, my time is precious. Take the children out quickly. After the test, I will rush back to the Vatican to pay my respects to the Pope."

"Yes." The monk called Jonathan turned around and attacked the iron gate of the fortress. Then he saw two giant men wearing mighty armor leading more than fifty children from six to fifteen years old.

"Yaluf, the Knight of the Templar of Glory, pays tribute to you!"

"Batur, the Knight of the Templar of Glory, pays tribute to you!"

When they walked to the Archbishop Yofan, the two heavy knights knelt on one knee and bowed to the former, and then stood on both sides.

At this moment, under the guidance of Jonathan, the monk in white, fifty-six children were already lined up in two rows. These children were all of a variety of people, including black, white, yellow, and mixed-race children. A look of fear could be seen from their eyes.

"Children, you should be proud to stand in this place where God is glorious, you are all orphans. You are destined to be abandoned by this world when you are born. But God has not abandoned you! Now that you come to the Miracle Fortress, it will be the greatest opportunity in your life..."

Obviously, it is definitely not the first time Archbishop Yovan said this. Both his tone and his coordinated movements are so natural and unrestrained. Although these children are not old, after Yovan finished speaking, his eyes were much less scared, and it was a kind of doubt to replace them. After all, it is still difficult to understand these at their age.

The Archbishop of the Chronicle didn't say anything more. It seemed that he was in a hurry and went forward and pressed his palm on the head of the child at the top. Gradually, wisps of golden light shone out from the cracks of his fingers. A soft holy light wrapped his palms.

After about half a minute, the Archbishop in the Cardinal nodded and spit out two words from his mouth, "Stay." Then the child was taken aside by Batuer and stood with him.

Then the Archbishop of the Cardinal pressed the palm of the holy light again onto the second child's head, but this time it lasted for only a few seconds and he said, "Give up." He followed Yaluf and walked over to take the child to his side in the future.

In this way, after about half an hour, the Archbishop of the Cardinal tested whether the fit between the last child and the Holy Land met the standard. He just said softly, "Jonathan. I will teach you the rest. Also, tomorrow, at this time, you will draw fifty Knights of the Glory of the Glory from the fortress and twenty Knights of the Glory of the Glory of the Vatican Palace to take on the mission. Recently, the dark forces in the West have begun to move again. His Majesty the Pope believes that it is necessary to teach them some lessons."

As a full-time monk, a place dedicated to cultivating combat talents for the Vatican, Jonathan definitely has the strength of the archbishop in front of him. However, since his status in the Holy See is far from being compared with the Archbishop in the Holy See second only to the Pope and the Elders of the Tribunal, he must maintain a very respectful attitude at any moment.

At this moment, Jonathan's eyes shone with a passionate and firm light. "Everything is as you wish, the wishes of His Majesty the Pope are the only reason for our existence."

The Archbishop of the Cardinal boarded a helicopter and returned to the Vatican again. He watched the helicopter disappear between the mountains. Jonathan said to Yalef: "You send these unqualified children to the training camp. Although they do not have the qualifications to become the Knights of the Holy Tribe, they still have the opportunity to be loyal to His Majesty the Pope, right?" Welcome to visit-Piao Tianwen-

At this moment, Jonathan's face was filled with a smile that was vaguely evil that was inconsistent with the clergy.

The top floor of the five-star hotel in Diparco, the capital of Italy, is Rome, and the Maborgese District is surrounded by a world-renowned consortium.

At this moment, the large consortium invited all the guests to gather in the pillarless banquet hall on the top floor of the Palco Hotel, where you can see the three playboys who are so black as loaches, as well as the wheat-skinned wolf-like woman Anne.

Not only that, there were many familiar figures in the crowd of people raising their glasses during the banquet. The old Henry of the Dakra family, the patriarch Popok... The wolf emperor Bilhoff... The undead wizard Robert in a black robe, and the alchemist Ralph in a golden dress...

Standing with these big figures with great reputations in the dark forces, he turned out to be a handsome oriental man. There was always a rebellious smile on his lips, and he had a great conversation with his old friends.

This kind of demeanor can make friends with the blood clan and werewolf, and even the undead wizards and alchemists who hardly appear in front of the world. It seems that it is only him - Chu Yu.

Chu Yu was full of curiosity about the dark forces coming out of Rome, a city close to the Vatican of Fandigang. He also came with him the great butler Zhou Shouxin. After all, Zhou Shouxin also has the bloodline of the blood clan, and Chu Yu always had a subordinate who could support him, so Zhou Shouxin became Chu Yu's only entourage in Rome this time.

"Will the venue for the Dark Trial be held here?"

This doubt lingered in his mind from the moment Chu Yu boarded the plane. In Chu Yu's cognition, the Western dark forces and the Vatican Church had a grudge for thousands of years. Not only did it become a powerful force, it was still suppressed by the Holy See in many aspects and was always at a disadvantage.

It is precisely because of this that the gathering of dark forces in Rome in this place made Chu Yu extremely curious. Could it be that the content of the Dark Trial was related to the head-on conflict between the Holy See?

As a person who had already had a good relationship with the dark forces more than 30 years ago, Chu Yu's heart naturally tended to the dark forces. And just as Chu Yu knew, the Holy See is not as pure and flawless as the world's eyes.

Chu Yu was somewhat surprised to be hired as the Dark Trial Review. After all, in a fundamental sense, he is definitely not a person among the dark forces. When did the dark forces begin to relax the standards so much, or was there something else special about this review task?

Chu Yu's questions were quickly answered. With the crisp sound of knocking on the glass, the people in the banquet hall became quiet.

A young man in a luxurious evening dress walked up to the stage gracefully and smiled charmingly, "Everyone, the trial of the great darkness is about to unfold on this land. Let us all raise our glasses together and toast to the first president of the soon-to-be-born place of the Dark Society."

It is obvious that the evil-headed young man with great appeal here. As soon as he spoke, eight out of ten people raised the wine glass in his hand and said, "Cheer to the first president of the Dark Society's soon-to-be-born..."

Although at first glance, the evil man was very angry, but when he spoke and showed an evil smile, Chu Yu grasped something and asked Popok beside him in surprise: "That person... Clidan... is it him?"

Popok nodded affirmatively and said, "Our dear Speaker has now advanced to the imperial level... he is reborn! Chu, you have always had a very good eye. Please help me see how strong he is now?"

Chu Yu looked at Kridan, who was too young, and then shook his head gently and said, "If you don't fight with him, I can't judge accurately. His strength is very clever. With my spiritual sense, I can avoid the earthlings. I think it should be at least the level of the four-star emperor, or even higher..." Mobile phone users please log in

Popok said with a pout, "Why is this old monster so fast? Alas, forget it, he is the third generation of blood clan, and his local advantages in bloodline are too obvious. Sometimes I find that I am really self-abuse when I set Kridan as my target for chasing."

"Old friend of mine, don't worry, you have the chance to go. After this dark trial is completed, I can refine the magic weapon that promises to give you. You have a chance to go above and beyond."

Popok smiled and said, "Fortunately, you have such a way to make friends with the Eastern cultivator of heaven and earth. Otherwise, I would have lost my confidence in overtaking Kridan in terms of strength thirty years ago."

Just as the two of them were talking, Cridan raised his glass again and said, "Everyone in the venue is a big figure among the dark forces, and everyone knows the reason why we came here today. Although our dark forces have huge strength, they are always suppressed by the Holy See guys. Why is this?"

"Because we are not united enough, but this big problem will be solved soon. The creation of the Dark Society will surely bring greater benefits to all of us. I believe that after the end of this dark trial, when the first presidential candidate is confirmed, we will no longer have to hide underground and drive the annoying messes of the Holy See out of our territory, because we will be a whole and a strongest force."
Chapter completed!