Chapter 1523 Just Take a Bite [10]

Saying that, Federico paused, "It was because you were not here, and the matter of the temple needed your decision, so we agreed to negotiate. But now that you have come back, you decide, whether to talk or not? Kill it directly?"

Shen Wanqing raised her eyebrows, and was about to speak, but 748 hurriedly said: "The host, the host, can't be destroyed, can't be destroyed!"

She paused, "Oh?"

"The patron's father is in there!" 748 worried, "If you, the host, destroy the temple, then maybe the patron's father will be gone too!"

"In the temple? Do you know who it is?" Shen Wanqing asked.

748 shook his head, "No... I don't know..."

She rolled her eyes, "It's useless!"

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Soon came the day of negotiations.

Looking at the ancient castle, it is a pure to white color, holy and not stained with dust. The whole temple looks quiet and pious. The temple is decorated with light golden silver threads, and the porcelain white is crystal clear.

The believers in the temple wore pure white soft robes, a string of light gold beads on their heads, and a light blue gemstone between their eyebrows.

The night sky had already darkened. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, the believer sighed, "I heard that the blood clansmen have come, and they live near the church!"

"That's right, we'll be negotiating tomorrow... I don't know what excessive demands those beasts of the Blood Race will make..." The people next to him also sighed.

Believers A shook his head sadly, "The temple was so glorious before, how did it become like this?"

"Hey, I know this, I know. I listened to what they said, they said..." Believers B was taken aback as he spoke, looked around vigilantly, and then carefully approached believer A's ear, saying secretly: "They say it's because the bright energy under the pope's crown is fading little by little!"

Believers A took a deep breath immediately, and the man pushed believers B away in a panic, with panic and anger in his eyes, "You are crazy, you are the one who can talk about slander under the Pope! Where are you from? I heard that, I will tell the Bishop!"

As he said that, believer A quickly turned around and looked at the bright moon above his head, put his hands together, closed his eyes reverently and murmured, "Your Majesty, please forgive me, believers have absolutely no intention of blasphemy or slander."

Believers B saw the reaction of believers A so much, and he couldn't help becoming a little panicked in his heart. He...he just randomly speculated about their worship of the Holy Pope, he really deserves to die!

Believers B clasped their hands together with trembling hands and feet, and kept whispering towards the bright and bright full moon.

For believers in the Temple of Light, apart from the Bishop, the god they worship most is the mysterious Pope in the Temple.

He is a sacred and inviolable existence in the hearts of all believers. Before the gods, everything is pale, holy and bright, as noble as the mansion of the gods.

The talk of anyone's words is blasphemy, and no believer will blaspheme his own god.

At this time, the woods on the side moved slightly, making a slight rustling sound.

Believers A's nerves tensed, and he immediately turned his head to look towards the woods, and said sharply, "Who, who's there?!"

There was silence all around, without any sound, very quiet.

The believer B next to him glanced left and right, pulled the sleeve of believer A with a little fear, and said in a low voice: "Maybe some bird flew away or something, don't make such a fuss. Let's go, The bishop is still waiting for us!"