Chapter 1254 The Sad Pope
"The demons are deeply rooted, and there are still hidden masters in Luoxue Imperial Capital. I don't know if the demons still have a trump card, but now the demons are definitely in chaos." Wu Qianwan knelt on one knee and said seriously, "But I can guarantee that within a month, we will be able to capture Luoxue Imperial Capital!"
"Are you sure? Do you know how many demons there are in Luoxue Imperial Capital?" Lu Yun asked.
Wu Qianwan replied calmly: "At least 500,000!"
"Are eight hundred Dawn troops enough?" Lu Yun asked again.
Wu Qianwan answered confidently: "Twenty days! If you fail to take down the Snowfall Capital, I will bring my head to you!"
"Okay! No need for twenty days, I'll give you two months!" Lu Yun said seriously.
Wu Qianwan suddenly asked: "So, how do we deal with those demons?"
Lu Yun turned around, stood with his hands behind his back, and faced Wu Qianwan with his back, displaying the aura of an emperor: "Kill!"
"Since losing the ruler will cause chaos, then, kill them all!"
"Leader!"
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In a different space, the hidden sect.
The woman in white clothes was standing in the air with a veil on her face. She was not as graceful and elegant as Concubine Yun, nor did she have the aura of contempt for everything like the Wushuang Sect Master. She was just an ordinary woman, looking at everyone quietly.
There was no trace of aura about this woman, yet she was so frightening that it made people suffocate.
When her eyes swept over, the leader of the Hidden Sect, Yi Zichen, the Queen of the Deep Sea, the Pope of the West and other masters all knelt on the ground, not daring to look her in the eyes.
In their eyes, this woman is no longer a queen!
But...
god!
Even a powerful Concubine Yun, the leader of the Hidden Sect, had to bow down and submit!
"Why don't you stop Dugu Xiao!" Every word uttered by the woman was powerful, and her calm and beautiful eyes were filled with unparalleled pressure.
"My lord, I have tried to persuade Dugu Xiao many times, but he insisted on his own way. I, your subordinate... also have no other choice." Qin Jiuer, who was kneeling on the ground, said with a terrified look on her face and trembling voice.
The master's gaze lingered on the leader of the Hidden Sect again: "Although the death of Dugu Xiao did not have a big impact on the strength of our organization, do you know how serious the consequences are?"
Concubine Yun nodded: "I know, but...My Lord."
"Forget it," the Lord waved his hand and said softly, "It's not your fault. After all, that man wanted to kill Dugu Xiao, and none of you could stop him."
The scene was so silent that one could hear a pin drop. Facing this lord, they were filled with fear!
"My lord, I have something to say, but I don't know whether I should tell you or not." The Pope looked at his lord cautiously, and spoke timidly with fear in his heart.
"As a dignified Pope, how can you be so timid? If you have something to say, just say it directly. Am I that scary?" The Lord snorted coldly and said sternly.
The Pope was so frightened by this that he broke out in a cold sweat.
You idiot, can't you tell whether you are scary or not?
Afterwards, the Pope still greeted him with a smile, and said with a wry smile: "I would like to ask the Lord if you can give the legendary entrance to the underworld to someone else's territory?"
"Why?" The Lord asked curiously, "Over the years, I asked you to guard the entrance to the underworld because you have made a lot of contributions to the organization. Now, all forces are ready to make a move and prepare for the great catastrophe of ten thousand years. I see that you have been working hard for many years, and I give you this good job, but you are unwilling to do it?"
The Queen of the Deep Sea at the side even sneered, "That's right, old man. We are all preparing to go to war with the Ten Thousand Years Great Tribulation. Are you not happy to let an old guy like you guard the entrance to the underworld? How about you fight the guy head-on? Let us guard the entrance to the underworld?"
"My Lord, if this old man is not happy about it, my Deep Sea Clan is willing to take over this old man's mess no matter how many problems there are."
The Pope glared at the Deep Sea Queen in dissatisfaction and whispered, "You know shit!"
"Enough!" Just as the two were about to argue, the master spoke directly, and the situation fell into a stalemate again.
"Pope, are you dissatisfied with anything?" the Lord asked.
"No!" the Pope replied timidly.
"Then why are you unwilling to continue guarding the entrance to the underworld?" asked the lord.
The Pope suddenly burst into tears. He wiped the tears from his eyes and said, "My Lord, you don't know that the entrance to the underworld has been safe and sound for many years. But on the contrary, in recent times..."
As he spoke, the Pope's eyes revealed a serious look of fear.
"A fat guy who came from nowhere with nine blood dragons not only beat me up, but also stole half of Tianyun's soul. The main thing is that the fat guy is too strong. I have no power to fight back."
"That's fine. Not long after, that Dragon Cannon..." The Pope took a deep breath and sighed as he spoke, "That Dragon Cannon broke into the Church and asked me to help him open the entrance to the underworld."
The master was moved by the stunning face under the veil and asked in confusion, "That's one of our plans. You can help him open it. What's wrong with that?"
"I opened it!" The Pope continued with tears in his eyes, "But after I helped him open the entrance, he beat me up. You know, that dragon cannon is the bloodline of the ancient five-clawed golden dragon. His body is strong and his strength has reached the great perfection of the Heavenly Spirit Realm. How can my old bones withstand his beating?"
"That rogue Long didn't know how to control his strength. Plus, my cultivation hasn't recovered from the beating from that fat guy yet. Facing that rogue Long, I didn't have the strength to fight back!"
The master chuckled and almost laughed out loud. Everyone present was trying to control their expressions. The master asked, "You only got beaten twice, so what? I can help you recover."
"No, no, no! For the sake of the organization, getting beaten is nothing." The Pope said even more excitedly: "It's just that not long after that dragon cannon left, I just breathed a sigh of relief, and then that fat guy and the nine blood dragons came again!"
"Not only did he ask me to open the entrance to the underworld, he also beat me up. I won't mention it, but..." The Pope sighed with great heartache, "He went to the underworld, and after a few days, he came back. After he came back, he beat me up again..."
"Forget about the Dragon Cannon. I've heard of it before. It's not shameful if I can't beat it. The main thing is that this fat guy came out of nowhere and beat me up in front of all my followers. Before he left, he said to me..." The Pope burst into tears without caring about his face.
The master frowned and asked, "What did he say?"
"He said...he said he would come back!"