Law of the Devil

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Chapter 474 [You're My Toy]

“Is that all?” Hussein's face is full of rage: “Dewey! I'm not afraid to die! Big deal. You turn me in! I leave your side, and the temple will never catch me! They can't blackmail me for this, so don't bother! ”

Dewey hummed and laughed and suddenly snapped, patting the table hard and staring at Hussein angrily: "If you ever say such an asshole again, even if you are wounded, I will whip you! ”

Duviton bypassed the table and stared at Hussein: "Don't you know how much I need you now? The next two years will be war! Now the temple is counting me, there are sinners in the north! Do you think I have a better life? Do you want to leave me at this time? ”

Hussein is speechless.

It took him a while to bite his teeth: “That's it?! ”

“Of course not!” Dewey's eyes are glowing: “I can eat anything, but I don't lose! ”

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About fifteen days later, the Light Temple of Tidu received a gift from the Duke of Northwest Tulip from a carriage.

In particular, the Archbishop emeritus of the Temple of Light, the Duke of Tulip, has prepared a special gift to be presented to His Holiness the Great Pope in order to express his devotion to the Church.

There was nothing else on the carriage, only dozens of big boxes.

And this “gift” came from just a few ordinary little soldiers from the Tulip family. When they arrived, they presented a letter from the Duchess of Tulip and left quickly.

When the clergyman in the temple removed dozens of boxes from the carriage, the person in charge of the transport was stunned by the smell of disgusting blood in the boxes!

Subsequently, even the gift of the Duke of Tulip is, according to established practice, subject to examination before the gift is given to the Pope.

After opening the first box, the inspecting clergyman immediately shouted and fainted!

Tired head in the box!

The scene left all the clergymen present horrified.

A moment later, the holy knight around him was shocked! A large number of divine knights rushed in, and when everyone saw what was in the box, no one's face remained calm!

According to the final inspection, dozens of boxes, all heads! In total, more than 400 heads were cut off, boxed and sent under the Pope's sight in Tito!

When the scene was in chaos, Paul XVI suddenly appeared!

The old man's expression was gloomy, and after looking at what was in the box, he gave a cold order: seal the mouth!

Today's event, all clergy in the venue, must not reveal half a word! All the holy knights present also kneel and swear not to leak a word.

After the Pope opened the letter, written by Dewey himself, there was only one sentence in it:

“There are evil men who impersonate the Holy Knight in my land and do not commit evil, we all kill them! This boxing heart is a sign of my sincerity towards the Church! ”

After reading it, the Pope shook his body and his face grew ugly.

After a few deep breaths, the old man gave a harsh voice and gave an order:

“The Duke of Tulips slaughtered hundreds of Xiao Xiao Xiao who impersonated the clergy of my Church and defended the glory of the Church. Such great success is a reward! You can send a commendation order to the dioceses, and give the Duke of Tulip the title of Presbyterian Honorary Elder, prepare the Holy Knights... multiply, multiply! ”

The Pope almost finished his sentence by biting his teeth, then waved his sleeves and walked into the palace, and his steps seemed a little twitchy.

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Behind the palace, Opdis stood quietly in front of a fire heap, stretching out his hand and gently stroking back and forth on the fire heap, with a soft holy light in his palm and a flaming crossing.

“Opdis! We provoked the northwest lion. It's all your fault!” The Pope looked coldly at the angel.

Opdis's face was calm and his eyes still sad: "Your Majesty, everything is under the eyes of the Goddess. ”

Paul XVI was suddenly upset when he looked at Opdis' face!

The old man seemed to have a slight morbid red spot on his pale face, and suddenly he walked over, lifted his sleeve rolled up, shouted, a wind stormed, and immediately turned the fire basin in front of Opdis.

Boom, the flames are running, the charcoal scraps are dancing on Mars!

Opdis glanced at the Pope indifferently, and he distinguished the look of the Pope's anger.

“Lord Opdis, I hope you understand the fact that this time we have lost hundreds of knights loyal to the Church! There is also a talented man that we have secretly cultivated - the Knight Rosé! These men are already reserves for the Angel Corps of the future! Especially Rosé, who is highly anticipated by the Presbyterian Church and who, at present, is likely to be the Holy Knight Presbyterian we will develop in the future! But now, all of them, their heads have been cut off, neatly placed in boxes, on the outside steps! If you're interested, take a look! ”

The Pope tried to suppress his angry voice, but when it came to the back, the voice was cold: "I'm not surprised that Dewey would do that. I knew before what kind of man he was, and I wasn't worried about fighting him, I could tolerate sacrificing some of the costs, provided that sacrifice was worth it!! ”

“Your Majesty! ”

Opdis raised his face and looked directly at the Pope, with a faint sorrow in the eyes of this angel: "I implore you not to forget that I have lost a four-winged angel, in addition to the hundreds of knights and Rosé, who you have heartbroken! ”

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In fact, Rosé is not dead.

When those more than 400 decapitated heads were packed in boxes and sent in front of the Pope, Dewey was right: no one was willing to go and count these bloody heads one by one!

So while the Pope was still a knight with a heartbreaking loss, this group of holy knights' captain, Rosé, was still in prison in the city of Gillatte.

He certainly doesn't look intact, but at least he's still “intact”.

This is a water prison and a place left in the former Governor's Palace.

Dewey stood at the door of the water jail and smelled an unspeakable stench inside!

Rosé was locked in a few iron shackles and stood in cold water as deep as Qi's waist. The water here didn't know how long it had been cleaned up. It smelled unbearable. Dewey even saw dead mice floating on the corner of the wall and some bugs...

Standing on the steps at the entrance to the water jail, Dewey looked coldly at the next Rosé: "Holy Knight, I think your Pope has received my gift by now. ”

Rose didn't raise her head, didn't speak, just drooped her head and remained silent.

He felt the wounds all over his body soaking in the water, the muscles of the wound twitching constantly - a severe pain that began to almost kill him, but after getting used to it, the pain had become numb.

“I think you must be dead in the temple by now.” Dewey's voice is ridiculous, “isn't it? In fact, in the eyes of the vast majority of people, you died many years ago. I'm just curious, why did the Temple let you die so many years ago with such young and promising young men and then secretly cultivate you... did the Temple develop its power in the dark? Rose, can you answer my question? ”

“Hehehehehehehehehe...”

Rose didn't look up, but made a sneer laugh, which was creepy and echoed in an empty water cell.

Russell's eyes hidden behind the commotion, with a hint of madness in his eyes: "Duke of Tulips, Dewey... give up! You're not going to ask me anything. My devotion to faith is not... cough cough cough..."

At the end of the day, the Holy Knight coughed violently, injuring his lungs and coughing painfully, making the words behind him impossible to say any more.

Dewey didn't show any anger either, just nodded: "I know, I know you won't give in easily. But... let's see. I said, I won't let you die easily, Rose... now..."

The corner of Dewey's mouth revealed a glimpse of laughter: "Now you're my toy! ”

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Several colorful tulip soldiers, wearing boot trousers up to their waist, gushed out of Dewey's back and walked into the water jail.

A few people came to Rosé and, indiscriminately, took Rosé up - the Holy Knight did not resist, he just tried to keep a proud grin on his face. Despite this tiredness, he still wanted to express his steadfastness and would not give in...

Later, his mouth was squeezed open and a large glass of cold and astringent liquid was poured into his mouth, very bitter, very astringent, very sour...

Is it poison? Rosé chuckled coldly, and instead of resisting, he simply swallowed it.

Several soldiers let him go, leaving Rosé's body soaked in cold water.

“I know, for a holy knight like you, torturing your flesh is useless, but I will torment your spirit slowly!” Dewey grinned.

Dewey didn't mean to use some spiritual magic to make this stubborn and strong Holy Knight talk. Unfortunately, this Rosé is a holy knight with eight levels of strength, and his devotion to faith from a young age is almost unshakable. The magic of mental assault may kill him directly or break his mind, but it cannot be done to make him lose himself and give in to confession.

And Dewey felt he couldn't kill Rose... although he wanted to. But this temple move has alerted Dewey! The water in the temple seems much deeper than I thought! In addition to the Holy Knights on the table, it is clear that there are other powers in the Temple that no one else knows about!

(The more secrets we have about our opponents, the more initiative we will have.) Dewey sighed in her heart.

Dewey then turned around and left the jail, closing the iron door with a bang.

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Rosé did not know that the large cup that the soldiers had poured on him was not poison, but an expensive entertainment drug that was very popular in the aristocratic circle and widely used by many aristocrats at horny gatherings as a hallucinogen in search of stimulation:

Iceberry fruit!

Iceberries are pricey and outrageous, and even more expensive on the market than regular secret silver!

Rose didn't even know that the big, thick cup she had just been poured into was juice squeezed out of ice berries worth tens of thousands of gold coins.

I was already hungry for a day. Rose's tummy was empty already. When such a large cup entered his tummy, the medicine was soon digested by him. Less than a moment later, the potency began...

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Very warm……

The body, which had already been soaked in cold water, suddenly gave rise to a stream of warmth from the inside out, which left Rosé in a trance, as if she felt immersed in a warm bath water. This feeling of comfort, even made Rosé cry out loud.

Later, the numbness and pain of the whole body twitched... all the pain seemed to leave his body little by little, and Rose felt his body relax quickly - it felt like it was flying, floating...

No, it's more like riding your beloved horse over an endless plain!

He also heard the whistling wind in his ears...

But gradually, Rose felt her reaction slowing down - as if her whole body was soaking in water and everything around her was filling up - including her own thoughts and reactions, slowing down.

Undeniably, this feeling is very comfortable... very comfortable...

Little by little, Rosé's strong vigilance, like a wall slowly corroded, collapsed unconsciously.

He breathed desperately, as if he felt that his heart and lungs had never been so smooth, and his original painful face was full of confusion... and gradually, his mouth corner was uncontrolled smiling...

He had a beautiful dream, a beautiful, beautiful dream...

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