Let Me Shoulder This Blame!

Su Shi seems to have some feelings, and suddenly turned back.

The windows are very high and there is no way to directly see the situation in the prison.

The door has been opened and the guards are still frozen. The protagonist can go out whenever he wants to leave.

The Pope has scruples and is busy with the fire in the file bank. It should not be arbitrarily instigated.

Nothing will happen...

There was a strange jump in my heart, and there was a sudden footstep from afar.

The patrolling guards have come over.

Su Shi quickly flashed into the darkness, and looked back again, finally finally left the shadows.

The pope stepped out of the darkness and silently looked at the cardinal in front of him.

The blackness in his eyes was hard to conceal, and the chilly chill spread quickly as he walked. The guards who were frozen were instantly powdered and ash, scattered silently on the ground.

There are also a few very dark black gases that fit into his body.

Esmond looked at him, but his face calmed down more and more: "I thought you were going to plan, Pope."

The pope's look was a little deep, and the gaze of his eyes was stunned for a long while.

"The original plan was that until now, your **** has just burned all my undead knights."

Hearing the glorious record of the paladin, Esmond could not help but be surprised, picking his eyebrows and showing a faint smile: "It really is what he will do."

Seeing the smile in his eyes, the Pope’s eyes were darker and he quickly walked towards him.

His gaze of compassion has been completely cold and cruel, and the sound of generosity and gentleness has also cooled down.

"He did disrupt my plan. My painstaking efforts were destroyed. The magic of the escape will soon be noticed by the church. At this time, I have to launch a scapegoat."

Saying, his mouth has already shown some smug smiles: "The paladin who was forgiven by God is obviously not good, and some people have taken the initiative to assassinate me."

Esmond did not answer, his eyes contracted slightly.

The side of his body ignited a golden flame, and the familiar burning temperature called the Pope to stop, picking his eyebrows with interest, and his eyes showed some mocking smiles.

"My bishop, I have to say that your possession is still too shallow and rough."

Saying, he has already shown the scepter of the Pope in his hand, and the Cardinal in front of him is a little farther away: "From now on, in the eyes of all, you will be the fallen demon, and your flame, too It will turn into a darkness that is no different from the devil's wing..."

As his voice fell, the original golden flame slammed into the ground, and suddenly opened the chilling black ink.

A strong chill came from the bottom of my heart, and Esmond breathed slightly and his face suddenly pale.

It’s just a blind eye, it doesn’t affect the power of the move itself, it just changes the way it falls in people’s eyes.

If he defeats the pope, people will see the fallen demon defeat the condensed faith, and if the pope kills him, it will be a punishable evil, and the mainland will be completely controlled by the pope.

Can not win, and must not lose.

Suddenly, my heart gave birth to some weakness. He closed his eyes and silently recited the name for the last time.

The pope picked his mouth and suddenly showed his sleeves and brought him into the Sanctuary.

Su Shi’s heart suddenly jumped.

The white-haired archbishop was slowly looking at the file he presented, and carefully watched it before he pushed the glasses carefully.

The prisoners who pleaded for themselves are always available, but they have already obtained pardon, but they must come back to re-enact their own crimes. The paladin in front of them is really the first one.

"Ivan, according to you, it is indeed that you assassinated the Pope. Bishop Esmond was only coerced and forced to bear the charges for you."

The young paladin glanced down and said with respect: "Yes."

"but"

In the eyes of the Archbishop, he flashed his eyes and looked up at him: "If you really kill the Pope, how can you get the forgiveness of the God of Light?"

The core of the mission is the true identity of the pope. As long as others are not known that the pope has been occupied by the demon, it is still possible to gain experience.

Su Shi took a deep breath and set his mind. He was preparing to compile a pope's abuse of power and corruption. He was angry and used the reason for the heavens. The window suddenly heard a very loud bell.

Someone outside is stepping forward, one knee at a time: "The Lord Bishop, His Majesty the Pope has enabled the Sanctuary."

"what happened?"

The Archbishop changed his face slightly, and Huo Ran got up and walked quickly toward the door: "That is the all-opening arena, and there is a life-and-death barrier. What can't be solved first by the church, and the Pope is going there to get involved?"

When the people looked tangled and sneaked at the paladin standing on the side, they carefully reported: "The emergency metaphor has just been released. The bishop of Esmond has been degraded and demonized. The pope is a servant of the servants. , to get rid of it..."

Su Shi’s heart tightened and his eyes suddenly darkened for a moment, holding the table along his body, and his throat did not feel bloody.

Go back and take a look.

The strong pain caused him to barely breathe, and the hand hanging on his side did not feel tight, and his chest was ups and downs.

Almost no intention to pay attention to the situation at hand, he hurried out and wanted to rush to the arena, but was stopped by the archbishop.

"I must go to the Lord Bishop, please let me go first."

Su Shi’s look sank, and the eyes had already shown some coldness, and the chill of the **** was slowly spreading from his body.

The strength of the protagonist has indeed improved a lot. The Pope, as the biggest villain, gains strength through hatred and resentment. In comparison, the odds are still very good.

It must be done by him personally.

Looking thoughtfully at the paladin in front of him, the Archbishop bowed slightly and suddenly walked out: "Follow me."

Around the Sanctuary, there are countless people around.

In the translucent mask, the Pope is fighting fiercely with Esmond, and the golden light is dizzying.

Su Shi looked up and his face sank.

I don't know why, Esmond has not made any strong resistance until now, but only silently resists the other side's attack. The Pope’s shot was not as strong as he was before he solved it. He only mentioned the strength enough to suppress the other side, as if he was waiting for something to appear.

Not too late to understand what is going on, the crowd suddenly burst into exclamation, and some people have even shocked out: "Look, it really is a demon!"

Su Shi suddenly squinted and suddenly looked up.

After Esmond retired, he was forced to make a flame. Although it was fleeting, he could still see the extremely dark black ink.

Seems to be burned by his own flames, Esmond's hand trembled, suddenly tightened hard, and then refused to release the slightest power.

The pope's slammed down on his chest. He squatted on one knee and coughed twice. The blood that was thrown out was actually a darkness called cold in life.

In connection with his previous sins, people have been unable to suppress the strong anger, and they have issued the most screaming screams.

Finally, I got what I wanted. The Pope smiled slightly and narrowed his eyes. The tyrannical strength finally poured out and shot at the Cardinal who had almost given up resistance.

A figure suddenly flashed, almost too clear to see, but before the attack came, Esmond slammed out.

The cold armor hit the body and hurt. A lot of blood loss called Esmond's gaze was a little fuzzy. He blinked hard and finally saw the paladin still crouching on himself. His eyes suddenly tightened.

His look screamed anxiously and held the arm of the person: "Get out, it's dangerous!"

"I know, so I will come."

Su Shi coughed twice, swallowed the sweet smell between the throat, supported the ground to prop up, took off the helmet and hung it in the elbow.

Although the defense level is good, the Paladin's exclusive helmet is really a hindrance to communication. The cardinal in front of him was divided into one by one, and his eyes were all special effects of blinds, even if you want to exchange a look.

He didn't want to wait until the time of screening, and the people in front of him were still zebra-lined.

His eyes fell on the familiar clear face, and Esmond's eyes suddenly became hot. He subconsciously wanted to speak, but suddenly he closed his lips, silently hanging his eyes, raising his hand to wipe the blood marks on his lips.

The Paladin should be completely light. He tried all means and could not solve the illusion generated by the pope. In the eyes of everyone, he is still the evil body that has fallen and become demonized.

There was a slight pain in the chest, and the body of the Cardinal had almost faintly shuddered. He was dumb and said: "Ivan, I am sorry..."

The illusion is not cracked, he can't make any resistance. Burning with the sinful dark flame, whether or not it can be defeated by the Pope's attack, will be a real defilement of God.

The Paladin did not respond, but groped for his hand, shook his voice silently, propped up and turned to the Pope.

When he saw him, the Pope’s eyes immediately flashed through the haze, but under the eyes of the people below, he had to show a kind and gentle look: "The loyal knight, we know that some of you have been confused by him, you still have Repentance and the chance to get lost."

The people only know that there is an innocent paladin, but there should be no way to know the appearance of the paladin.

The Pope set his mind and made up his mind not to recognize the identity of the other party. His tone was mournful and tolerant.

He had a full grasp of his gaze, and his eyes fell on the paladin who was still standing upright. He was preparing to kill the other party as a fallen man, and the crowd suddenly began to scream.

"It's him! It's Ivan!"

"It is the paladin that God forgives, it must be him!"

"Yes, it is him, I remember his appearance! He is still alive!"

The paladin in the field stood proudly, holding the helmet steady in his hand, and the face of Qing Jun showed a sense of glory and his eyes were clear and firm.

It is exactly the same as the stone statue that was repaired by the fire in the square at that time.

People have been tortured forever and tired, and they are eagerly awaiting the appearance of the paladin. Now I finally saw it with my own eyes. The cheers and waves were higher than the waves, and quickly diluted the tragic atmosphere created by the Pope.

The pope's gaze is faint, and the eyes are faintly unbelievable.

The scene stagnated, and the wave of ecstasy on the side of the field faded away. The people who calmed down finally found the weirdness of things.

The paladin who was forgiven by the gods not only did not stand on the side of the pope, but instead rescued the cardinal, who was said to have fallen and demonized, and was confronting the pope to protect him.

This strange situation, the side of the field is also temporarily caught in a sense of ignorance.

"Seeing your performance, I can't help but doubt the authenticity of the gods, Ivan."

The pope still didn't know the stone statue, but he had already vaguely felt that the situation had turned sharply. He looked at him with a slight gaze, and his tone was faint.

"In the oldest books, it has been recorded that if the sinners owe themselves to the demon, they can also escape the punishment of the brand, become a traitor, and always become a slave to the darkness."

"Your position today really makes us have to wonder if both of you are arrogant and painstakingly make the illusion of the gods and the punishment of the night, to blind the eyes of the innocent..."

The Pope’s mouth contains the heavenly constitution, and the words spoken are strongly persuasive.

People's thinking was shaken for a moment, and the gaze of the paladin quickly cooled from the ardent enthusiasm, and even gave birth to vague doubts and hostility.

Su Shi has become accustomed to such a gaze, and even faintly feels some relief. Esmond was struggling to get up and squatting forward, his voice hoarse and determined.

"I have never fallen, and I have never betrayed my faith. All this is an illusion. I will prove it with my glory, blood, and my life..."

He still remembers the situation when the paladin detonated the nucleus in the illusion seen in the battle.

From the time he entered the arena, he did not take the initiative to fight back, and his strength was well preserved in the body. The self-explosion of the nucleus will strengthen its power hundreds of times. His power has peaked. Even if the power of the pope is high, the illusion will definitely collapse in the final explosion.

He is fearless and life-threatening, but he cannot tell the other person to be muddy because of him.

The cardinal’s eyes showed some decisiveness, only to step forward, but the body shape suddenly shocked, and suddenly looked up in disbelief.

The pope smiled faintly, his face was still a gentle and gentle look, but his eyes were already gloomy.

Around the burning golden nucleus, I don't know when, I have been covered with a faint black gas.

Esmond's eyes flashed with intense blood, and repeatedly tried to adjust the amount of power, but found that the crystal nucleus actually lost control.

The magic gas has invaded the nucleus, and even if it is not from his own will, he will be dragged into the darkness sooner or later, forced to turn away from the faith, and become a true demon.

Suddenly, my heart suddenly gave birth to a deep anxiety. He seemed to be completely trapped in the dead, and the breathing became more and more urgent. Suddenly, a fierce cough erupted, and more dark blood was scattered on the ground.

He has one more hand on his shoulder.

The strength of the hand was very stable, and the temperature of the palm passed through the clothes, silently infiltrating his already cold chest.

Su Shi quietly looked at him, his eyes are still clear and gentle light: "Don't worry, there are ways."

"Ivan..."

I don't know if the other person is comforting myself or really confident. Esmond instinctively raises his head and meets his gaze, but his heart suddenly becomes inexplicably chilly: "No, Ivan"

"You have to promise me that after you unlock the illusion, you must take a good meal with him. This guy is really irritating."

The young paladin suddenly showed some bright and warm smiles in his eyes, as if he had never been infected with any haze.

He said one sentence in a serious way, he took back his hand and took out an ink-colored spar.

The pope's gaze suddenly shrank, and the body shape shot toward him, but suddenly surrounded by the dark flame.

The Cardinal stood silently, his eyes sinking in an inch, and finally he did not avoid the shame and smear caused by the illusion, and he did not hesitate to put the power to the extreme.

The situation was reversed in an instant, and under the circumstance, the Pope’s figure suddenly regressed, and the white robes had been burnt.

The power of guardianship is not divided into noble and despicable.

Esmond did not pay attention to his own achievements. He just turned back and took the opportunity of the Pope’s defeat and held the young man’s wrist: “Ivan, give it to me, even if you bear the name, don’t worry, don’t worry, give it to me. ”

"This kind of flame doesn't look good."

Slightly smiled and said the reason the other party had given, Su Shi looked warm, holding his hand and forced the piece of ink crystal to crush.

A faint black mist drifted into his body silently, causing his face to suddenly pale, and his eyes were faintly black.

Like an invisible chain connecting him to the pope, his figure suddenly trembled, and the original clear and clear atmosphere became dull.

"Ivan!"

Seeing the changes in his eyes, Esmond's chest opened with intense pain, and his mouth screamed, and the chill suddenly spread all over the body.

Su Shi pulled his lips and felt the conflict between the two forces in the body. He used all the painkillers, but his eyebrows still could not help.

Light and darkness cannot coexist. He uses the body as a container to force them to blend, and sooner or later they will be completely torn by these two forces.

You still have time.

Suddenly, he went down to the Pope on one knee. Although he was in a very polite posture, he was sneer at the cold and ridiculous smile.

"I voluntarily give in to you, my Lord God, I am willing to believe in the boundless darkness, willing to put the soul into the sin of the entanglement..."

With the vows that were spoken, the power in his body was also used as a tribute to the first conversion, to the main gods, and infused into the invisible chain, into the body of the pope.

The crowd suddenly died.

In the eyes of the Archbishop, there was a faint pity, and he sighed and sighed.

In the black mist that is poured into the pope, there is a crystal clear awning that can't be peeled off.

Brightness is a kind of fire. As long as it falls, it will be pristine in the morning and evening.

The Pope’s eyes were shocked, and the original gentle and gentle face was suddenly distorted.

No one can interrupt at the beginning of the oath, and Esmond was firmly controlled by the inexplicable force, and his eyes were fixed on the more pale face of the youth, and the tears had already taken a blind eye.

He rubbed his eyes hard and tried to breathe deeply, trying to hold back the soreness in his eyes.

No, it will not be clear.

After the last swearing, the armor on the paladin has been completely dimmed, and the powder is grayed out with a touch of motion, and it drifts quietly with the wind.

Armor, blessed by the power of light, will not guard the body of darkness.

The shoulders of the youth are still quite straight, and the eyes are no longer concerned about the pope, but they are falling directly on the cardinal of the cardinal, and the eyes are clear and unobstructed.

Esmond's body trembled fiercely, his chest undulating, and tears finally fell down his face.

Sucking incorporates the power of light, and the Pope’s body also bursts with intense pain, and the face is distorted, and the black gas finally faintly reveals.

Su Shi picked up the lips and his body suddenly softened.

He fell into a very familiar embrace.

Esmond clasped him tightly, his breathing was in a hurry, his throat was sobbing and unable to make a sound, and his arm had been faintly swayed by excessive force.

The breath beside him was reliable and warm. Su Shi picked the corner of his lips and quietly leaned in his arms. He still refused to look down: "Let me see your flame again..."

His eyes have been faintly black, his face has become pale, his face is still gentle and persistent, and he quietly falls on the cardinal.

Esmond's hand was a little trembling, and after a few tries, the palm finally ignited the flame.

The power conflict in the pope is constant, and the outside world has no time to take care of the outside world. The illusion is quietly cracked, and everyone in the golden flame is stunned.

No longer need to explain.

When the Soviet Union finally feel at ease, his eyes showing more easily relieved, turning to the Pope:. "Help me beat him."

"it is good."

Esmond's voice was hoarse, and he carefully picked up the paladin in his arms and gently placed him on the sidelines.

He turned and walked toward the Pope. Every step of the way, the flames of the whole body blazed, and the golden light was unfolded unreservedly. People who were trapped in the dark finally saw the long-lost light.

People instinctively squat down, squatting in the light, constantly repenting and praying.

The pope’s gaze suddenly shrugged desperately.

Jin Yan has burned.

Su said by sitting on the side of the field, quietly looking at the scene in front of him, his eyes showed a touch of relief.

It’s really time for this time, and it’s really hard to care about any task. Anyone who sees such a bright flame can’t help but move.

The bright seeds have been planted, and the Pope is destined to lose all his strength. The protagonist is the same even if he does not have himself.

Just now, the magic that he absorbed into the body has broken through the time ban imposed by the God of Light, and the Internet is recovering. Without an accident, he will soon leave.

The world in front of him was gradually blurred and faint. Su Shi sighed and his eyes fell on the back of the Cardinal, gently picking the lips.

The flames are in the air, and the black air escapes.

The victory has been set.

His body gradually became lighter, his soul was silently separated from his body, and when he was about to leave completely, his body suddenly trembled.

A strong black gas was nowhere to go, suddenly slamming into the strong force, and slammed into his chest.

Suddenly his voice screamed in his ear, low and hoarse, evil: "My faithful believer, I give you a permanent life, and use you as my container..."