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Chapter two hundred and eighty shot(1/2)

Hundreds of noble-dressed upper-class people huddled together in a dark crowd, as if doing so could bring them some sense of security.

Among the hundreds of square meters of hall, only six entrances and exits were firmly guarded by the Holy Heaven Knights wearing blood-stained armor. Opposite them were the extremely humiliating palace guards.

St. Lawrence walked forward alone nonchalantly. Under the introduction of the third prince Olet, he slowly walked up to Therma.

Because he was wearing heavy armor, and he was almost two meters taller than ordinary people, so at this moment he was looking down at Selma, a smile appeared on his handsome but slightly sinister face, and he said: "Sema

Your Highness, where is my fiancée Orthea?"

He looked left and right and saw Olseya, who was tall and stunningly beautiful, standing not far away. He nodded with satisfaction: "Is that you? Come here."

Althea frowned, she had been enduring it.

This strange man suddenly broke into her coming-of-age dance and started killing people. Aunt Therma stopped her, so she held back.

Then, they started to attack the guards of the palace, but Aunt Therma still held back. Although Althea was very angry, she also obeyed the orders of her elders.

Now, what did this man say?

fiancée?

Not to mention her current status as Crown Prince, even if she did not come to the imperial capital and stayed in her hometown of Lanzas, no one would dare to make such a frivolous joke to her.

Baron Raphael will use cruel reality to tear apart all these young people who don't know the so-called.

Therma's face was extremely gloomy. She used her eyes to stop Althea, whose spiritual energy was buzzing in her body, and signaled the other party not to act rashly.

Then, she raised her head and looked at the towering St. Lawrence, suppressing her anger and said: "Is the Holy Sky Religion going to war with the Iron Lion Family?"

"War?"

A trace of surprise appeared in the deep sockets of St. Lawrence's eyes, and then he laughed wildly as if he had heard some joke.

After laughing, there was even some pity in his eyes. He looked at Therma and whispered: "A loser who doesn't know that he is about to die is qualified to start a war with the Shengtian Sect?"

No matter how well-mannered Therma was, for the sake of the royal family's apparent face and the superficial effort of maintaining harmony, she fell into a strangely angry state after hearing his ridicule.

"Chuck---"

The air was instantly frozen, the water vapor floating in the air turned into ice and snow, and everything near where St. Lawrence stood fell into subzero temperatures.

'Zero degree strangulation!'

Therma's bloodline ability was activated, freezing St. Lawrence's smile, and even the space was faintly distorted.

The function of this killer move is to directly terminate the molecular motion in a certain space, stop heat conduction, and the temperature will drop to absolute zero in an instant.

The creatures inside it will collapse directly, the cells will die immediately, the nerves will stop functioning, and the thinking will be frozen, making it impossible to make effective means of resistance.

However, St. Lawrence, as a direct descendant of Tianzun and with the name of God's Descendant, would not be eliminated so easily.

Otherwise, how could he dare to lead hundreds of soldiers into the Iron Lion family's garrison?

In the battle between archbishops and even top archbishops, what role can those subordinates who are at best as powerful as high-ranking bishops play?

"Hahaha, Selma, after so many years, your improvement is very limited. But I... stayed in that hell-like place for a long time, and I became a little different from before."

St. Lawrence grinned wildly and laughed wildly. His body was completely frozen, but his facial expression was strangely moving without any restrictions.

Buzz-buzz-

Many inexplicable resonance sounds came from the void, and the breath in St. Lawrence's body suddenly surged from a mortal!

archbishop!!

No, not only that, he is definitely not an ordinary archbishop!!

Linard narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at St. Lawrence. After he went all out, Linard even felt the slightest bit of danger.

This was the first person he met who aroused his alarm after his breakthrough.

Even Russell, who held the Cang Lei Bead at the beginning, could not make Linard think that "this person is very dangerous".

At best, the only difference is whether it takes more effort to subdue it.

High Archbishop!

This is almost the end that mortals can reach, and further up is the realm of the legendary God's Mansion.

Although St. Lawrence is a descendant of God, this does not mean that it is natural for him to achieve such achievements at this age.

The crowd present was in an uproar again, and they all looked at him strangely.

You must know that among the Shengtian Sect, there are not only a thousand but also eight hundred people who have been named divine descendants. They are all the seeds that were sown in the world through special means before the legendary Temple Heavenly Lord came.

The most famous of these people is the current Pope, His Highness Saint-Laust.

It is difficult to predict his strength. We can only conclude that he must be above the Archbishop. However, there is some controversy as to whether he has reached the legendary 'Pope' level or whether he has stayed at the Archbishop level.

Other than that, there is basically nothing outstanding about the other gods.

Basically, they are a group of strong men with bishop-level strength after awakening, but higher levels are a luxury.

If we don't discuss whether the legendary "Pope" level of the earthly god's residence really exists, then the high-ranking archbishop is the strongest person in people's perception.

In other words, the Queen back then and the St. Lawrence now are powerful at this level.

The Prime Minister, who was hidden among the crowd, had a face as dark as water. His fingers were tapping on his ring quickly, seemingly without any rules, but it contained logic.

‘St. Lawrence has broken through to the limit, which means that he is qualified to participate in the final competition.

Are you so anxious to find Princess Althea because you heard that rumor?

His Majesty the Pope must be informed that the royal family has completely lost control, and the plan for the Iron Lion Bloodline must be accelerated to prevent St. Lawrence from succeeding.’

He stared at the dazed eldest prince with his eyes. This man was actually his chess piece and puppet. He had controlled his will using secret methods as early as three years ago.

It's just that he himself is not aware of this. He only thinks that those emotions of jealousy, resentment, and anger are his true thoughts, and thus becomes his prime minister's lackey.

'Saint Lawrence must be stopped from robbing Althea, otherwise she will ascend to the throne with the latter's help, and by then, I will have no chance!'

Such a thought flashed through Augustus's mind, and his dilated pupils focused on the distance.

He glanced at the anxious scene. Although his hands and feet were a little cold due to the surging spiritual power in St. Lawrence's body, his desire for the throne finally overcame his fear.

"Your Highness St. St. Lawrence...I am afraid that my sister is not His Highness's fiancée."

He took a deep breath, stepped forward and stepped out of the crowd, and spoke loudly.

St. Lawrence, who was using his massive spiritual power to counter Therma's ability, turned around and glanced at Augustolas with evil intentions. His violent mental power made this polite man's head explode like a watermelon.

"Where does this retardation come from?" St. Lawrence frowned. He really didn't expect that someone would be so bold and dare to contradict him in person.

Do you think you are an archbishop-level strongman with Therma and a spiritual staff that can compete with you?

"Brother...brother." Althea looked at this scene in disbelief, and her eyes instantly turned red.

Although she disliked her two nominal brothers during her time in the royal family, she even noticed the other's malice towards her, as well as their small actions from time to time.

But Therma often taught her the importance of family unity, and she has been trying to get along well with these so-called 'family'.

However, just now, her eldest brother was crushed to death by that crazy descendant of the Holy Heaven Religion like a small insect. The reason was that Augustolas refuted his wild words.

In other words, Augustolas died because he stood up for Orthea.

She couldn't bear it anymore, even though Aunt Therma had told her countless times not to show her spiritual power in front of others.

Although this involves whether the Iron Lion family can successfully overcome the current hurdle, she just wants to completely erase that disgusting god from the world.

Her pupils turned pitch black, and there were chains running in them.

An extremely evil spiritual energy leaked from her body, making people instinctively feel very uncomfortable and depressed, as if this spiritual energy was comparable to the most poisonous pollution in the world, and if it was contaminated even slightly, one would die.

Linnard was just the opposite. The silver-white immortal power in his body beat excitedly, responding to the dark unknown spiritual power in Althea's body.

"Althea...no..."

Therma gestured wildly with her eyes, and even couldn't help but open her mouth and shout softly. She didn't dare to be too straightforward, for fear of drawing St. Lawrence's attention to Orthea.

‘If people from the Holy Sky Religion find out this secret, Althea will definitely be included in the must-kill list.

The Iron Lion family will also be in danger of destruction. Even Raphael of Lanzas City will no longer be able to hide himself, and the world will be in chaos!'

She took a deep breath, and the spiritual staff in her hand glowed brightly.

'Forcibly purify the blood concentration, at the cost of life, gain far more power than at this time, and kill St. Lawrence directly!'

Therma made up her mind, realizing that the world left for her was far less long than she had previously thought.

At this moment, she felt a little regretful for not insisting on letting Althea inherit her sister's inheritance before the ball.

But the result is the same. From now on, the Iron Lion family must abandon the Kingdom of Kweed and escape to the distant polluted continent to seek the asylum of their ancestors.

It won't be until Althea has passed through the growth period and gained overwhelming strength that she can destroy the Holy Heaven Sect!

She bit the tip of her tongue and was about to pronounce the word that she had been preparing for a long time when she saw the arrogant and arrogant St. Lawrence being whipped hard on the back of the head, and his whole body was uncontrollably whipped to the side.

Smashed it over.

boom!

Many ritual charms lit up on the solid wall, but it did not collapse. It can be seen that as the living place of the royal family, the defense here has been specially strengthened, and it can withstand the body of St. Lawrence.

"Ugh...it hurts."
To be continued...
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