It is very difficult for most people to admit that failure is a very difficult thing. At least most of the senior officials present at the Holy See have not yet realized this. For example, when the archbishop of the European Church in Europe heard the presiding judge's words, he immediately roared with an ugly look: "Bernard, do you mean to let us betray the glory of the Lord!"

The European master's face was full of wrinkles like carved ones. He looked quite old, but he still retained a pure-colored blonde hair. At this time, his sacred power rolled in anger, and even the blonde hair drifted slightly, just like a lion roaring in the wind.

However, the presiding judge Bernard was obviously a person who had seen the world. He did not take the other party's anger seriously. He just said lightly: "You are useless to yell at me. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can tell those Chinese people. Anyway, they should be looking for you all over the world."

Bernard's words suddenly calmed down the European Archbishop Occam. Although he had not really fought with those Chinese practitioners, he also escaped from Chinese practitioners, and the price was that the elite combat power in the European region was almost completely lost.

It was not a fair battle, it was a crushing level. At the beginning, they seemed to be able to fight with the six Chinese cultivators with their numerical advantage, but who would have thought that it was just a performance by Chinese people, and the real purpose was to attract their big fish to appear.

Okam clearly remembered that when he personally appeared and wanted to defeat these arrogant Chinese people in one fell swoop, the other party suddenly burst out with a force beyond his imagination. It was not a level that they could compete with. The scenes of both sides having back and forth suddenly turned into a situation of being crushed.

The Chinese can take the lives of more than a dozen European main players with a wave of their hand, making Okam feel so sad that he wants to drip blood. You must know that in this Dharma-Ending Age, the cultivation of every extraordinary combat power is very difficult, but now it is being harvested like a weed.

But at that time, Okam no longer had the courage to take action. He could only use the means of being overwhelmed by the bottom of the box to escape from the sky with all his resentment.

He had no choice but to resent. Although he had obtained a lot of resources from China, he could not count as much as he had allocated them to various parishes. At least it was completely insignificant compared to the current losses.

However, the plan to join forces with the Lu family to plunder the Chinese cultivation resources was unanimously approved by all their senior officials. Okam can no longer accuse the mistakes of this plan, so as soon as the presiding judge Bernard spoke up, he immediately became the target of his resentment.

Unfortunately, he was retorted by Bernard's light words. Not only Okam was retorted, but even the other senior officials of the Holy See who seemed to want to say something were all choked by this sentence at this time: Yes, his strength is not as strong as others, and he has no other choice except to admit defeat. Could it be that he really ran to fight with others to the end for the glory of the Lord?

If it were in the past, they might have considered it, relying on the influence of the Holy See, a group of arms were used to kill the other party, but judging from the recent encounter, a small number of Chinese practitioners are already unable to deal with by conventional firepower.

The Holy See naturally has tricks to get the unconventional heavy firepower, but large organizations like them are subject to great constraints. If they dare to use heavy firepower, someone may not have to deal with them without the Chinese people's actions, let alone the noise of using heavy firepower is too great, and the other party is unlikely to be stupid and hard to compete with their heavy firepower.

Seeing that the scene was silent, the presiding judge Bernard suddenly knew that they were all suppressed by the cruel predicament in front of him, but Bernard felt that they might not have enough clarity about the current predicament of the Holy See, so he exchanged glances with Pope Nicholas III.

"Do you think that our biggest enemy now is those Chinese practitioners who are doing their own things?" Nicholas III asked at this time with some slight intent.

"At the Pope's crown, are you referring to the strong Chinese man who suddenly appeared?" No one on the field was a fool, and they also knew the reasons why the Chinese people targeted them, but they all subconsciously didn't want to think of that existence.

This kind of ostrich consciousness has nothing to do with status. When people encounter something that they really cannot resist, this situation will more or less exist. But now that Nicholas III has raised it, they can only face this matter head-on.

"Yes, it all started because of him." Bernard took over the conversation at this time and said, "And we must clearly realize that those practitioners who are willing to act recklessly are not the top strong people in China. The real top strong people in China are still devoted to their cultivation, and no one knows what level they have broken through."

"According to the information we found on the China Intelligence Network, their leap-like strength improvement this time was entirely because of the spiritual power provided by the mysterious strong man. "Bernard's tone became heavier when he said this, "Whoever will provide this kind of cultivation resource for his subordinates whom he cannot control?"

Bernard's words made everyone present sink to the bottom of the valley. They all understood what Bernard's words mean, that is, since the mysterious strong man can give a lot of resources and allow those Chinese cultivators to improve wildly, he is naturally confident that he can still completely suppress them.

This also proves that the other party's strength is far above their imagination.

At the same time, it also means that even if they can take the entire Chinese cultivation world, as long as that person takes action, they will still be unable to escape the fate of destruction - very desperate, this is the only idea of ​​all the senior officials present at this time.

"Oh, why do you all look like you are about to be in trouble?" At this time, a slightly frivolous voice suddenly sounded, "Aren't you just a few yellow-skinned monkeys jumping up and down? Do you think no one can cure them? Are you going to give up the glory of the Lord?"

With this voice, a black man about forty years old and another slightly older white woman, who was speaking at this time was the black man wearing Holy See's costume.

Bernard was about to use this momentum to convince everyone to agree to reconciliation. After all, their court lost the most hands of Chinese practitioners, and he could no longer bear such days.

At this moment, facing the sudden disruptor, he said in a bad tone: "Matthew, I thought you were hiding in America and didn't dare to come over, but I didn't expect you to hold the thigh of the magic gun game."

The black man was Matthew, the head of the Holy See in America. He shrugged and said nothing about Bernard's ridicule. However, the white woman next to him said, "I think Matthew is right. The glory of the Lord should not be surrendered like this, and the Chinese people's misconduct will inevitably be punished!"

"Don't you think your Sharp Guns and us can deal with the Chinese people by joining forces, right?" Bernard looked at the white women with suspicious eyes, "Do you still know who our real enemy is?"

"Meli, how did you come in here?" Nicholas III suddenly interrupted and asked.

His words surprised everyone present. It was naturally impossible for such a meeting of the high-level Holy See without a guard. Even the most core guardians' strength was just a little inferior to everyone present.

Even if outsiders like Meli were brought by Matthew, they would not be able to enter here directly. If they forced in, they would not be able to hear any movement - even if the Chinese people came here, they would not be able to kill them.

"Papapapapapapapapa" Meili clapped her hands gracefully and said, "This is what I'm going to say next, but you don't have to worry about the Pope's Crown. I just gave them a little rest."

With Meili's applause, a huge figure with a height of two and a half meters and a tangled muscle like steel emerged from behind her like a ghost. At the same time, a fierce aura emanated from the monster-like figure, oppressing everyone present changed slightly.

They could all clearly feel that the body of the human-shaped beast contained a very terrifying power.

"This is our latest development of War Beast No. 17. We have produced 123 of this model. At most, a thousand War Beast No. 18, which is still above it, will be produced in three days." Meili said proudly, "Compared with those ancient practices, I think we should believe in the power of science more!"
Chapter completed!