"Why? Saint, tell me quickly!" An anxious elder couldn't help but urge.

When the saint said this, his face turned dim, a little sad, and his tone became a little heavier, and he said, "Because of the Golden Eagle, my lover, he is dead."

"What?"

"What did you say?"

"Saint, this kind of joke is unavailable!"

"God, I heard it right. Did you say that Golden Eagle died? How did he die?" The elders, including some important personnel in the jihad organization, exclaimed. The saint took everyone's reactions into his eyes. Now he couldn't see any difference. Even each elder's reaction was full of surprise, and some even thought he had heard it wrong.

Andysto was the same. He quickly calmed down and looked at the saint and asked, "Saint, what's going on? Why did you say that the golden eagle is dead?"

"Great Elders, elders, I also want to ask this question, why does the Golden Eagle die?" The Saint stood up, his face pale, his eyes swept over, and everyone was confused. Andysto shook his head and asked, "It should be asked you, Saint, have you lost? How did that Golden Eagle die? Could it be that someone else killed?"

The saint laughed bitterly, with a little depressed expression and sadness in his eyes, and said, "He was killed by the bomb."

"What?" several elders were even more surprised, and some even didn't even hear it clearly, and asked, "How could they be killed? What does it mean!"

"So I want to ask you, I come back alive to ask you, is it the Great Elder's order to send drones to bomb the island where we are fighting with missiles, or is there someone else..."

Hiss... the sound of breathing sounded. All these elders had experienced the storm and rain, and had even lived to the age of 100. When they heard the saint's words, they couldn't help but take a breath. Judging from the saint's words, this matter was too serious!

"Saint, are you kidding?" Andrew spoke first. He walked forward a few steps and almost reached out to grab the Saint. He stared at his eyes and asked, "Do you think the drone will take missiles to bomb you?"

"Impossible. Although I don't know where you are fighting, it is said that you are in the Virgin Islands, which is our territory. The naval fleet is nearby. If anyone dares to do this, they will be discovered and knocked down by our radar satellites!" Another elder shook his head violently.

"Haha, why should I lie?" The saint sneered, swept his eyes over several elders and members who had a slightly weaker reaction, remembered it in his heart, and turned to the Great Elders and others, saying, "I will give you the coordinates. You can tell if you send someone to the islands and reefs. Not only that, the drone is also made by my country!"

"No, no, no, it's impossible. If it were our drone, it's impossible to blow you up!" Andrew was the first to shake his head, and the elder Andy Stowe also shook his head, saying, "Saint, is this a misunderstanding?"

"Great Elder, do you mean, am I lying?" The saint's face turned cold.

"No, I believe you really encountered a drone and lost a bomb, but... I think it should not be the drone of our country. You must believe that in this country, no one dares to do this to the jihad organization, let alone target you, Saint." The elder shook his head and said.

"I said, if you don't believe it, you can go to the scene to have a look!" said the saint.

Another elder stood up and said, "It seems that what the Saint is saying is true. Now I want to ask everyone present. Are you not angry with such a provocation? Since the establishment of the jihad organization, countless people have tried to challenge us, but their fate is very miserable. Now someone dares to attack a Saint. I, James, the first to disagree!"

"Elder James, be careful, let's ask again!" Elder Papua pressed his hand and said, "Saint, I still want to know how the Golden Eagle died? Could it be that it was killed by a missile? Then why are you okay %..."

"Elder Papua, are you happy if I was blown to death?" The saint turned his mind and asked directly.

"What is this... Of course I am happy to come back safely, but... why he died but you are alive, I always have to know why!" Papua defended.

"Papua, your words are so ugly. The saint is alive and the golden eagle is dead. Shouldn't we be happy?" said a female elder.

The saint's face was naturally not good-looking. Just as he was about to refute, he heard the Great Elder shouting: "Quiet, all are quiet, listen to the saint!"

"It's very simple, Elder Papua, Elder Andysto, all elders, the reason why I survived was because the Golden Eagle saved me. I was defeated because I summoned the Saint Scepter and even forced the Three-headed Dog of Hell to fight against the Golden Eagle, but I still couldn't beat him. After he broke the Saint Scepter, I was unable to fight again. At this time, a drone flew over and suddenly fired a missile a few kilometers away. The Golden Eagle could have escaped, but he rushed towards me and pressed me under him. The missile exploded about twenty meters. The huge explosion wave shocked me fainted. After waking up, I saw that the Golden Eagle was dead, there was no good place on its body, and its bones were broken, and there was no life." When the Saint described it, tears rustled and his expression was sad.

The elders couldn't help but speak out, and seemed very surprised. They didn't expect this process. Andrew opened his mouth and whispered: "If it's as you said, that Golden Eagle... is not very hateful. He can even be bombed to death in order to save you..."

"It seems that it is extremely lucky that you can survive Saint. That missile exploded around you!"

"Don't we care about where drones and missiles come from? It would be fine if this was in the Middle East, but this was in the Virgin Islands, in the Bermuda Triangle, where our territory was our territory. In our own territory, we were almost blown to death by drones. Shouldn't we be angry? We are a jihad organization, the United States, no, the largest organization in the world. We have extremely strong strength, but we can't even protect the safety of the saint?" An elder named Muss knocked on the cane in his hand, attracting everyone's attention, and said in anger!

"Musse, don't worry, you must investigate this matter clearly. You are still understanding the situation now. After all, they are only the two of them present when the Saint and the Golden Eagle were fighting. We still have to ask about the process."

"Don't you see the saint hurt all over? Besides, send someone to the island and reef now and you will understand everything?" Muss shouted.

Andysto stopped the quarrel among the elders and said, "Stop for a moment, the Saint is still in shock. We still need to verify some things. If it is true, I will say here that no matter who the other party is, he will be the eternal enemy of the Jihad organization. The dignity of the Jihad organization cannot be desecrated or provoked, and it is even more impossible to let him go to justice!"

"good!"

"It should have been like this long ago!"

The elders immediately agreed, and then the great elder Andysto looked at the saint and asked, "Saint, I have a question."

"May I ask, Grand Elder."

"The Golden Eagle is dead and you are still alive, which means that your inner demon has been defeated?" After asking this question, the entire hall suddenly became quiet. All the elders and important members looked at the Saint. Compared to the drone bombing the Saint, these people were angry, but they were not the most concerned. The issue of the Saint's inner demon is what everyone is most concerned about. After all, this means that once the Saint's defeated the inner demon, the Holy War organization will finally have a Saint defeated the inner demon and break through to a higher realm after many years. This has greater symbolic significance, even greater than the appearance of a peerless master.

So everyone looked at the Saint, looking forward to her answer, but the Saint shook her head calmly, even without joy or sorrow. This made everyone slam the saint, and then he heard the Saint say, "No, Great Elder, all elders, I am defeated. Although he is dead, it was not my kill. Besides, before that, I had already admitted defeat, and I... failed!"

"Huh!" Many people were extremely disappointed immediately. Even at that moment, the Saint could clearly feel that many emotions were surrounding her, including regrets, disappointments, annoyances, and anger, but there was also happiness. Yes, it was just that when the Saint looked over, the other party had already restrained his emotions.

This emotion... was revealed by the Papua Elder. Although it was only a moment, the saint still observed it. Of course, most of them felt disappointed or angry.

"Saint, I will arrange the investigation matters. You are injured. You can go back and have someone treat it. I hope you don't feel too sad about the Golden Eagle!" The Great Elder seemed to have grown a lot aged a lot, and his waist could not help but bend. The failure of the Holy Demon of the Holy Demon means that the efforts of the Holy Demon in the past few decades are in vain. It also means that as the Great Elder controls the Holy Demon, it is impossible for a saint to break through the inner demon. After all, if he trains another saint, he will basically not be able to live until that time.

Although such a thing is extremely difficult, the saint of the Holy War organization breaks through the inner demon and defeats the inner demon. First of all, we need to find someone who is comparable to the saint or even higher. It is so difficult to kill the other party openly!
Chapter completed!