"You will soon kill this heresy, and you will soon kill him."

The Archbishop glared at his eyes, and the blue veins swelled up on his head. He pointed his fat finger at Ye Qiu and said.

"Architect, Archbishop, I beg you not to do this."

The middle-aged man hurriedly knelt down at the Archbishop.

His soul was trembling, which made Ye Qiu angry. I wonder if the Holy See would still exist today.

Ye Qiu's mount can kill the golden dragon in seconds. God knows how strong Ye Qiu's strength has reached. Maybe one of them will destroy him together.

The Archbishop sneered, "Now I know I'm scared? It's too late! I will punish you in the name of God."

The Archbishop thought that the middle-aged man pleaded for Ye Qiu again, so he kicked the middle-aged man away.

"I originally wanted to reason with you, but you just don't."

Ye Qiu shook his head in pain.

"God will forgive you in heaven."
Chapter completed!