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Chapter 76 The Holy Imperial Court and the Dark Pope

"Why did Yinhu react so strongly?" YangMeng glanced at Yinhu who was full of anger, and said.

"Master, you don't know!" Chen Long organized his words and fell into nostalgia: "When we used the Corps in the bloody sky, we once went to the United States to perform a mission. But because a traitor betrayed us, the mission that time It was simply a trap set by the American military. At that time, more than a dozen brothers of our mercenary regiment were shot dead on the spot by members of the mysterious army "Clouded Leopard" of the American military! The instructor who was in charge of teaching Yinhu at that time was also He blocked more than ten bullets for Yinhu and died on the spot!"

YangMeng patted Yinhu's shoulder with a heavy expression, and said: "They sacrificed for my Yang family, and my Yang family will always remember them!"

"Master, I..." Yinhu had a complex expression on his face, and there was a sparkle overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

"Okay, fuck it!" YangMeng scolded in a low voice, "Crying is useful! I assure you, we will destroy the 'Clouded Leopard' in the future and avenge the brothers who died!"

"Master Xie!" Yinhu said, wiping the corners of his eyes.

"Okay, sick cat! Chirping like a bitch!" Zishu stepped forward to pat Yinhu, and said murderously: "Master, since their goal is also the 'Psychedelic Forest', then we How about going to the front to ambush now and give them some surprises!"

At the end, Zishu's expression became ferocious.

"No!" YangMeng shook his head, and said with a sneer, "We quietly followed them and let them lead us into the 'Psychedelic Forest'. Anyway, they are in front, so they can just help us find the way!"

"Yes, young master!" Twelve Yuanchen all looked solemn, with murderous intentions revealed in their words.

"Let's go! Let those yellow-haired devils open the way for us!" Yang Meng waved his hand, and Twelve Yuanchen immediately followed Yang Meng and Yu Zhenzi carefully, with a distance of 12 meters, quietly hanging on the group. The back of the Americans.

At this moment, the fog has gradually become thinner, but ten meters away, it is still a blur, and you can't see your fingers.

YangMeng swept away with his spiritual sense, and he was just able to detect the American team in front of him:
There are twelve American men in green camouflage uniforms at the front and back of this team. They all carry heavy equipment and weapons, and their faces are painted with black oil paint, looking very fierce and elite.

Surrounded by them in the middle are five tall and burly Huaxia people also wearing camouflage uniforms.But what caught YangMeng's attention the most were the three American people interspersed among the five Chinese people.

Of the three, the first was about 20 years old, handsome, slender, with only a middle lock of golden hair pulled back in a typical mohawk.

The second person, whose whole body was covered in a dark robe, was thin and tall, almost like a skeleton wrapped in skin, but his eyes were bright green, and his smile was even more like a ghost. General horror.

And this last person was also the one that surprised YangMeng the most.This guy was the complete opposite of the second person. He was actually wearing a white robe with a silver cross around his neck and a golden cross tattooed on the back of the robe.

YangMeng saw through the Qi-watching technique that these three people were guarded by a strange energy, one was red, one was jet black, and the other was pure white.Although these three energies are not powerful, they are enough to compare with a warrior in the early stages of China's dark energy.

After YangMeng told everyone about the team's match ratio, Zhu Hai (Hai Zhu), who was always indifferent to emotions, widened his eyes in surprise, and cursed softly: "What the hell, it's actually the dark sect!" The shaman of the sect and the priest of the holy imperial court! When did these two completely opposite organizations come together!"

"The Dark Pope? The Holy Imperial Court? What kind of organization are these two?" Yang Meng was taken aback when he heard the words. He felt that Yang Meng, a dead ghost and a human being, seemed to have some impressions of these two unfamiliar words in his memory, but he just couldn't remember them.

"Master!" Zhu Hai explained: "The Holy Imperial Court, according to legend, was created by St. Peter, the head of the twelve disciples of Jesus, the Son of God. At first, it was created for the purpose of better uniting the faith of believers. And because the clergy of the Holy Imperial Court can obtain powerful abilities comparable to our Chinese warriors through the power of faith, so slowly, the Pope in charge of the Holy Imperial Court began to consciously transform the Holy Imperial Court into a discipline It is a strict supernatural organization, and it is deeply rooted in Europe, and its power is huge."

"Oh, I seem to have a little impression!" YangMeng nodded suddenly, and said, "What about the Dark Pope?"

Zhu Hai organized his language and said: "During the transformation of the holy imperial court, there were some people who opposed the transformation, but they were ruthlessly suppressed by the Pope. At this time, a person named Satan appeared, and he began to Lobbying the suppressed holy imperial court congregation to betray the holy imperial court and convert to the dark god Lucifer. And successfully formed the dark pope a year later to fight against the holy imperial court. And the holy The imperial court also regards the Dark Pope as a life-and-death enemy, and the two huge organizations are fighting each other. Today, it has a history of more than 400 years."

"According to what you said, these two organizations are in a deadlock!" YangMeng nodded clearly when he heard this, and said, "But, what made these two incompatible organizations come together?"

"Master, anyway, they have to go into the 'Psychedelic Forest', let's take a chance later and arrest those two guys to ask if they are okay!" Hearing YangMeng's muttering, Ugly Bull said carelessly.

YangMeng thought in his heart: "It's the same thing!"

He simply stopped talking, but waved his hands at the crowd and continued to follow.

……

The fog began to become thinner and thinner, YangMeng and others had no choice but to retreat another 20 meters.

Looking forward through the sparse, moonlight pouring down from the gaps in the dense forest, the edge of the 'Psychedelic Forest' has already revealed a corner of majesty.

After sneaking for half an hour, the group of yellow-haired devils suddenly stopped, because the "Magic Forest" was close in front of them.

"The 'Psychedelic Forest' has arrived, Yu Zhenzi and I will touch it to have a look, you all stay here first, be careful." YangMeng waved his hand, signaling for everyone to hide.

He himself locked the breath of his whole body with Yu Zhenzi, and moved forward quietly.

The two quietly touched the group of yellow-haired devils 20 meters away, found a spruce with lush branches and leaves, jumped up a few steps, and looked down quietly from the bush.

I saw the entrance of the 'Psychedelic Forest' not far away, located in a raised middle and low-lying places on both sides, surrounded by dense bushes, and a huge spruce was strangely blocked in front of it, Under the spruce tree, there was no grass, and it was covered with thick branches and rotten leaves.

The American team of more than 30 people stopped under the spruce tree, pointing and drawing.

YangMeng transported his true energy to his ears, and listened from afar.

(End of this chapter)