As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face.
Since the masters of the temple have shown goodwill to Song Ziyu, Song Ziyu is embarrassed to continue to be tough.
However, after ending the dispute in this way, Song Ziyu felt that there was still something left to be desired.
"Master, right? This damn fat guy belongs to you. He's so rude. It's up to you how to deal with it."
Song Ziyu looked at the old zombie and said.
After learning about Song Ziyu's identity, the attitude of the church master obviously changed.
As if intending to win over and appease Song Ziyu's grievances, the leader of the temple said, "Here comes someone."
Several temple guards who were lying on the ground got up from the ground: "Lord Lord, what do you need to order?"
The master of the temple pointed at Dracula, who was on the ground like a dead dog, and said: "Catch this guy, deprive him of his status as the Holy Son, and imprison him in the dark cell of the necropolis to reflect."
Upon hearing this, the church guards immediately picked up the unconscious Dracula and left the scene in a hurry.
"Don Quixote, you are the hero of our Sabbat Alliance, and you deserve to receive adequate courtesy. Please follow me up the mountain, and I will entertain you with the highest courtesy!" the master of the temple invited.
"You don't have to fight all the way up?" Song Ziyu asked.
"What are you talking about!"
The leader of the church said: "When you come here, you will feel like you are going home. I guarantee you will feel the warmth of the collective."
"Why do you sound like a pyramid schemer with your words?"
Song Ziyu muttered.
"What pin?" The leader of the temple was confused.
"Nothing, let's go."
Song Ziyu said.
As he spoke, Song Ziyu was about to walk towards the snowy mountain hand in hand with the leader of the temple.
However, at this time, a majestic zombie general blocked the way: "Wait!"
"Um?"
Song Ziyu looked at the white-robed zombie with a strange expression on his face: "What do you mean?"
The white-robed zombie was so domineering that he actually ignored the face of the master of the temple and directly held the people behind Song Ziyu in his hands and said: "The temple is our clan's holy place, and the children of ordinary clans are not even qualified to pay homage to them. These lowly human beings, Why can I enter the church?"
"You bastard, get out of here!"
The leader of the temple seemed to feel that he had been humiliated and went crazy on the spot. His body began to expand involuntarily, and the terrifying superior aura surged towards the zombie general blocking the way.
However, this zombie general was not afraid, blocking the road ahead like a stone in a pit.
The leader of the church complained for a while, but to no avail. In the end, he could only sigh and said to Song Ziyu: "I'm sorry, the church has its own rules. Although I am the talker this time, I can't Change the rules set by our ancestors, so..."
Song Ziyu glanced at these two guys and felt as if they were acting.
But I have no evidence.
However, out of confidence in his own strength, Song Ziyu still told the people around him: "You guys camp at the foot of the mountain and wait for me to come back."
The faceless men obeyed the instructions like machines, but Zhou Ning and Lin Zhaoyu immediately expressed their opposition.
"No, it's too dangerous for you to go alone." Zhou Ning said.
"I must follow you in!" Lin Zhaoyu's tone became more decisive.
But Song Ziyu's tone was very firm and he ordered his men to gather at the foot of the mountain and wait.
There is only one reason for Song Ziyu to do this, and that is to prevent his human subordinates from unnecessary harm.
Not only that, Song Ziyu also asked Zhou Ning to pass on the order. Once there is any force majeure, just use the time-travel bracelet to return to the source world immediately. There is no need to seek death in this ghost place.
After settling his men, Song Ziyu followed the leader of the temple and his group towards the snow-capped mountains.
The headquarters of the Dark Temple is indeed impressive.
along the way
On the way up the mountain, various towering buildings were built along the way.
All the way up along the wide landscape road, a palace is located on the top of the mountain.
This palace is ferocious and strange, tall and majestic. It stands surrounded by countless buildings and has a somewhat domineering air.
The walls of the palace are made of huge granite, bearing the traces of time and the imprint of history.
A series of ferocious arched windows are set in the thick stone walls, like picture frames, decorating the colors, light and shadow of the sky into a flowing picture.
At the top of the palace is a magnificent tower, with a huge head hanging on the top of the tower... Song Ziyu took a closer look and saw that it was actually a giant dragon head.
Good guy!
Are there still dragons in this era?
The white dragon head bones sparkle in the sunlight, like a bright diamond embedded in the city skyline, which further highlights the majesty of the dark temple.
If an ordinary person walked to this nook and cranny, let alone anything else, his legs would probably weaken when he saw this terrifying giant dragon skull.
But Song Ziyu does not have the habit of osteoporosis.
While chatting and laughing with the master of the temple, he held Vermeer in his arms.
This little girl is not a big deal, so she is cheating on him. Song Ziyu is not a vegetarian, so he has to be disgusted by these people.
really!
In the Dark Temple, the identity of the saint represents the nobility and purity of blood and cannot be desecrated.
But Vermeer was hugged by Song Ziyu like this, and many zombies present stared at Song Ziyu with wide eyes, as if they wanted to eat Song Ziyu.
Hey, Song Ziyu wants this effect.
How about it, wouldn't it be great if you can't stand me but can't kill me?
In this way, Song Ziyu entered the temple headquarters with Vermeer in his arms.
In order to entertain Song Ziyu, the master of the church prepared a grand welcome banquet in the banquet hall of the headquarters and invited Song Ziyu to sit in a prominent guest seat.
There were many high-level officials of the Dark Templar present. During the meeting, Vermeer reported on Soong Ziyu's feats in the new world, from recapturing the Holy Mountain to raiding the Black Rock Sea. The story was full of twists and turns and moving, and everyone was fascinated by the story.
Some senior leaders of the temple even exclaimed that Song Ziyu's creation was the greatest achievement in the history of the Sabbat Alliance.
In this way, the senior leaders of the church, who originally had a grudge against Song Ziyu, all gave unsparing praises.
"Your Excellency Don Quixote, your unparalleled achievements will forever be remembered in the annals of history!"
"You are the first person since the thousand-year bloody war to be able to defeat the Secret Alliance like this." A marquis from the Holy Tribe actually took the initiative to toast Song Ziyu.
"This glorious victory deserves our celebration."
"Miracle, in all my long and long life, I have never heard of anyone who could do such a great thing."
"Don't talk about your life. Even in the long history, there are few such achievements."
Everyone complimented her, making Song Ziyu feel a little elated. Damn it, he must have joined the praise group.
Since there was such a lively atmosphere, Song Ziyu immediately joined in the carnival.
But when the banquet reached its climax, something unexpected went wrong.
While having a banquet with a clan leader, two zombie female warriors were escorting a naked girl.
This girl has bright eyes and white teeth, and her skin is breakable. She looks like a snowy lotus that has just bloomed.
The girl's eyes are big and bright, like two bright stars, with little tears hanging on them.
What a little pearl.
The corners of her eyes were crooked, with a lifeless look that a living person should not have.
Such a stunning beauty, standing in front of Song Ziyu, she couldn't bear to be teased.
But it was such a stunning girl who had not yet grown up, but she appeared in front of her.
Not only that!
The girl also held a bone blade as white as jade in her hand.
The girl walked up to Song Ziyu with slender steps, then knelt down at Song Ziyu's feet, and then presented the bone blade to Song Ziyu with both hands.
"This is?"
Song Ziyu couldn't help but put down his wine glass and looked at everyone and asked.
The Lord of Darkness smiled lightly and said: "The human being in front of you is a meat man raised by the Holy Church since childhood. It tastes quite good. Please give it a try."
Speaking of this, a zombie nobleman said: "Don Quixote, you must know that these meat people raised in the temple use the most advanced breeding techniques, and they cannot help but strictly control their nutritional intake of three meals a day. , but also to guarantee her virginity... Sir, you only need to taste it, and you will know how fresh and delicious this little girl's blood is!"
Talking!
This nobleman was so angry that he seemed to be unable to bear it any longer.
After glancing at the little girl who was respectfully handing him a knife and waiting to be slaughtered, Song Ziyu flatly refused: "I'm sorry, I don't like this."
As soon as these words were spoken, it was no less than a landmine exploding in the center of the hall.
What a joke!
Zombies don’t eat people?
Has the world changed?
"Huh?" roared an outspoken zombie, "Do you think the tributes from our temple are not delicious?"
Song Ziyu said calmly: "I don't like cannibalism."
"What a joke! As a saint, you don't eat people? Do you want to be a vegetarian?"
"I have thought about it." Song Ziyu replied calmly.
The zombie stood up suddenly and roared at Song Ziyu: "I doubt your identity very much!"
Song Ziyu sneered when he heard this: "Really?"
"if not?"
The zombies continued to shout: "You humans don't dare to eat it, so what kind of saint are you?"
Song Ziyu responded coldly: "If you talk more, believe it or not, I will eat you first!"
As he spoke, Song Ziyu erupted with terrifying superior power, instantly frightening the zombies who dared to challenge him.
The locked zombie started fighting on the spot, obviously unable to withstand the pressure of his rank.
At this time, the leader of the temple said: "Forget it, no one stipulates that our holy race must eat people. It depends on everyone's preference."
As he spoke, the master of the temple stretched out his hand and grabbed the girl kneeling on the ground.
Giant claws appeared, and the girl was going to be crushed to death in the next second!
However, a hand was placed on the wrist of the Lord of the Temple, preventing the Lord of the Temple from destroying the flower.
"What's going on, Lord Master?"
Song Ziyu asked lazily.
"When I got to the key points, I was having a hard time. In order not to collapse, I had to slow down."
