Chapter 1,233

"Hmph!"

Terfrey snorted heavily.

"Elder... here... it seems..."

"Vatican?" Once reminded, Terfrey carefully observed the surrounding situation. In fact, when he was moving in space, an ominous premonition had been lingering in Terfrey's heart.

"Is this what you rely on? To them, you are just a heretic."

"But the problem is that I, the heretic, am the mainstream of the current magic world. This is not you, nor them." Fanlin said frankly, taking two steps back, and the sense of squeeze brought by the exclusive force became more and more obvious.

This is probably the difference between the Holy See and the Greek religion. Fanlin doubted whether he could mobilize magic power if he entered St. Peter's Basilica.

Just when Fanlin was about to stop.

There was an inexplicable burning sensation in his body, starting from his limbs and bones.

Clearly, Fanlin felt something inexplicable flowing into his body.

This sudden change made Fanlin feel a little overwhelmed. Fanlin tried to use magic to explore his body, but that thing seemed to have disappeared and there was no trace of it.

"Feeling suppressed?" Tevere said playfully. A dozen vampires in the distance surrounded Fanlin in a semicircle.

"Feeling that kind of pressure? It's really funny. You actually want to get the protection of a god. Isn't it the wizard who believes in himself the most?"

"Believe in yourself does not mean denying others." Fanlin stopped, "So, I'm here. If you have the courage, I don't mind meeting in a bar in the city. I might even treat you to a last drink at that time."

"Stop, wizard!" Suddenly, a full-hearted voice interrupted Fanlin's speech, "The Vatican refuses to enter with impure thoughts."

Fanlin looked up and a man in silver-white knight armor suddenly appeared within twenty feet behind him.

"A member of the Knights Templar?" Tevere frowned. This was not in his plan. In fact, Tevere had never thought of hunting down a wizard.

"Obviously!" The silver-white knight took two steps forward.

"The dignity of the Holy City cannot be violated, so leave here, otherwise, I will expel you myself!"

"What about him?" Tevere said gloomily. Involving the Holy See was not what he wanted to see.

"This is the order of the Pope!" The knight said, and then he moved.

Fan Lin swore that he had never seen such a human being, wearing heavy armor, jumping a distance of ten meters, and drawing a sword in the air in one go.

This is probably some kind of very interesting way of appearance...

Getting the upper hand?

Fan Lin was startled anyway, especially when this guy passed over his head, Fan Lin almost thought he was about to be attacked, and even the magic was ready.

Is this still within the scope of what the human body can achieve?

From the perspective of a professional alchemist, the weight of the mithril armor must be at least 500 kilograms, plus his sword, these do not seem to affect the knight's movements.

What kind of monsters are in the Church?

"Judgement Knight?" Tevrey narrowed his eyes, this profession made him feel a little unfamiliar.

The last time he met a judgement knight was more than 200 years ago, when a mad blood prince killed a cardinal of the Church, and then he had the honor of seeing the strongest force declared by the Church.

At that time, Tevrey was only a little vampire. Just a glance from a distance, the scorching holy light almost blinded his eyes, and the vampire prince also died tragically, with a holy knight of the Church piercing his head with a sword.

Holy light, that is, the white flame burned the vampire prince to ashes.

Facts have proved that as a magician, if you don't master a few close combat skills, you can't be considered a qualified wizard.

This sentence is also very useful for vampires. After all, it would be a waste if they don't make good use of their naturally strong physique.

"I said, leave here, otherwise you will be punished!" The knight said unceremoniously. It was hard to see what expression he had under his silver-white helmet, but the long sword in his hand responded first.

A ball of pure white flames wrapped around the long sword. In Fanlin's eyes, this was the embodiment of the materialized power of faith.

"We..." Trevor's face was so gloomy that it seemed to drip water.

This is the Vatican. It is obviously not wise to fight against the terminal force of the Holy See from here.

In this center where faith converges, the Holy Knights of the Church are almost invincible. The power of faith will greatly enhance the combat capability of the Holy Knights. It can be said that even if their dozen vampires are intact, it will cost a huge price to kill a Holy Knight. Moreover, the long-term guerrilla warfare and large-scale space movement have almost made all the people who came to the Vatican in a state of extreme...

"Let's go..." Trevor whispered, and then the whole person took two steps back and disappeared into the darkness.

This made Fanlin a little surprised.

Some time ago, I heard Rutherford bragging about the strength of the vampire family. The reason why they did not destroy the Church was entirely because of the hidden dangers within the family and the serious divisions among the clans, but now it seems...

"A bunch of rats!" The knight paused, then turned around and glanced at Fan Lin casually.

Reflexively, the staff fell into Fan Lin's hand.

"What a boring activity!" the knight said to himself, "but it's really rare to use a staff!"

? ?

Fanlin's head is filled with questions, so, what's the situation now?

"Wait a moment!"

"Leave quickly, you can jump in space here, and the holy light will heal the traces you left!"

"So, why help me, the Pope's order? But I don't even know..."

"This is none of your business, and it's none of my business either. You should be glad that it's not my partner who appears here today, otherwise, you all would..."

The knight paused and then said, "Remember, this is not where you should come, at least, not now, Fanlin El!"

"you know me?"

"The Pope told me," the knight waved his hand, "leave quickly, you are not welcome here!"

"You're not welcome..." Fan Lin was speechless. How could this happen, just like how much he wanted to come?

But he didn't want to think too much about it. He didn't know anyone who was not the Pope, but it was the most serious thing for them to help him get rid of the pursuit of these rats.

Secretly making a note, Fan Lin rested on the spot for a while, and then began a new round of apparation. (To be continued)