The King of Special Warfare

On the evening of August 17th.

Recchi City was in a state of chaos.

And it was the whole Eastern Europe that was in turmoil.

In the capital of Snow Country.

In the St. Gorian Church, Patriarch Rock, who was the most low-profile one among the four patriarchs of the Eastern Church, had prayed for nearly four hours.

The thick Bible was lowly and gently flipping in front of him.

The light in the prayer room was dim.

The compassionate and holy statue looked unusually majestic.

In front of the statue, Patriarch Rock knelt on the ground humbly, looking very pious.

The St. Gorian Church was not the largest church in Snow Country.

It was not even the largest church in the capital of Snow Country.

However, Patriarch Rock, one of the four patriarchs of Eastern Europe, resided here permanently. In the hearts of all the believers of the Eastern Church, the St. Gorian Church could be said to be the most sacred place.

Patriarch Rock’s prayer seemed to start almost at the same time as Patriarch Husteel’s action.

Patriarch Husteel brought the elites of Eastern Church to the south and entered Recchi City.

While Patriarch Rock was praying for the future of the whole of Eastern Europe.

The St. Gorian Church was heavily guarded.

Countless elites of Eastern Church surrounded the church in stillness.

The closer one got to the center of the church where Patriarch Rock was praying, the fewer guards there were, but their strength grew.

There were only two guards guarding the prayer room.

But they were all famous superiors at the peak of the Thunder-shocking Realm in Eastern Europe.

It was true that the Eastern Church was not as strong as the Vatican which had forces around the world, but no one dared to say that the Eastern Church was weak. The Eastern Church’s sphere of influence was mainly in all the Eastern European countries, and most of the believers there belonged to the Eastern Church. This was a place that even the Vatican could not affect over the years. This alone was enough to prove the power of the Eastern Church.

There were no experts at the peak of the Invincible Realm in the Eastern Church, but in terms of cultural background and comprehensive strength, at least in the Eastern Europe, it was completely fearless of everything.

“His Highness Rosas and our allies have already gained a great advantage. Judging from the latest news, they’ve already suppressed the Snowdance Corps and the Vatican. The whole process is very smooth. Your Excellency Bolet, congratulations.”

The two guards outside the prayer room stood quietly like sculptures.

In the silent atmosphere, the elder guard suddenly turned to look at his colleague and spoke with a smile.

Bolet was a little thin. He wore the armor of the Eastern Church, and his whole face was hidden in a helmet. But as soon as the other guard spoke, his eyes suddenly lit up with excitement.

The excitement soon calmed down.

Bolet bowed respectfully, and then said in a soft voice, “All of this is because of Commander Jeros’s care for me. Thank you, I won’t forget everything you’ve done for me.”

Jeros laughed, his expression happy and relaxed. He reached out his hand and forcefully patted the shoulder of Bolet, then softly said, “Now, you should consider who you are going to bring with you to Recchi City. Of course, if you don’t have a suitable candidate, I can recommend someone to you.”

Under the helmet, Bolet lowered his head, and then he said in a natural and calm manner, “I’m very grateful, commander.”

Jeros laughed. He narrowed his eyes, and the expression in his eyes was becoming more and more satisfied.

Eastern Church also had something similar to the Holy Disarmament Corps. In the Eastern Church, such a department was called the Knights of Light.

There were four patriarchs in the Eastern Church.

The Knights of Light had four Knight Commanders.

Commander Jeros was the Knight Commander who was in charge of serving Patriarch Rock. He controlled a quarter of the power of the Knights of Light, while Bolet was his most important assistant.

Among the four patriarchs, Rock had a good personal relationship with Patriarch Husteel. Before this operation, the two patriarchs had reached a consensus. If Eastern Church could suppress the Vatican and the Snowdance Corps in the war of Recchi City tonight, they would set up a branch of the Knights of Light in Wulan State in an aggressive manner, which could also be said to be a subordinate institution.

It was just like the relationship between Knights Templars and the Vatican.

The new agency would be called the Knights of Brilliance, which was made up of elites led by Rock and Patriarch Husteel. In addition, there were a small number of elite soldiers led by the other two patriarchs.

Deputy Knight Commander Bolet, on the other hand, was a candidate of the Commander of the Knights of Brilliance that both Rock and Patriarch Husteel had high hopes for.

Wulan State’s geographical location was extremely sensitive and special.

If the Knights of Brilliance were to be established, it would shoulder an extremely important mission ever since its establishment. Recchi City was a strategic place connecting Eastern Europe and Western Europe and would be coveted by all the forces. If Patriarch Husteel could expel the Vatican and the Snowdance Corps tonight, once the Knights of Brilliance were to be established, Bolet would become one of the most important figures of the Eastern Church, and his status would not be inferior to that of the four Knight Commanders of the Holy Punishment Knights. He might even be able to surpass them because everyone knew that the Eastern Church’s ambition was more than that.

Before, the Dark World was too calm, and the Vatican was too strong, so the Eastern Church had to remain dormant in Eastern Europe.

Tonight, however, the Eastern Church had joined hands with Rothschild. Moreover, it gained the help of the Violet family and the Morton family. As long as the Eastern Church was able to win tonight’s battle, the Qin Clan of Eastern Europe and Rekvia would definitely suffer heavy losses, the Snowdance Corps would be forced to retreat from Eastern Europe in a miserable manner, and the Vatican’s power would also be greatly weakened by then.

Even if Aresis was lucky enough to survive, Paul, who had exposed his strength, had no need to continue to hide.

At that time, the Knights of Brilliance would unite with Rothschild and the rich families in Eastern Europe, marching westward and defeating the Vatican, with Wulan State as their foundation.

It was doomed to be a magnificent game. At the thought of it, everyone in the Eastern Church got very excited.

A hint of self-satisfaction flashed across Jeros’s distant and deep eyes.

No matter what the outcome of this battle was, as long as the Knights of Brilliance could be established in Wulan State, he would become the strongest one among the four Knight Commanders because Bolet was his man.

A cold wind suddenly blew in the deep courtyard of the church.

The cold wind blew into the prayer room, and the lights flickered for a moment.

In the prayer room, the soft sound of pages turning stopped.

The change was very small.

Jeros didn’t pay much attention to it.

A mobile phone suddenly rang.

Jeros lowered his head to take a look, and then he answered the phone.

“What?!”

The person on the other end of the line only reported a few words, but Jeros had already suddenly let out a cry of shock.

His face changed dramatically, and he didn’t come to himself for a moment.

After God knew how long, he suddenly took a deep breath, turned around abruptly, and strode to the prayer room.

“Knight Commander…”

Bolet called out subconsciously.

“I want to meet Patriarch Rock. I have something very important to report.”

He pushed open the door of the prayer room.

The lights were dim.

The patriarch knelt there, facing the statue.

The Bible was open, but the pages were not turning.

Jeros was extremely chaotic inside, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart. He slowly opened his mouth and said, “Patriarch, I am sorry for disturbing your prayer, but I have something extremely important to report to you.”

The patriarch knelt there, not moving an inch.

“Patriarch.”

Jeros let out another cry.

The patriarch’s head seemed to have lost its support as it slowly drooped down.

The heart of Jeros suddenly sank to the bottom. He suddenly took a step forward and directly rushed over the patriarch’s side.

Everything in his sight made his eyes completely dull.

The patriarch closed his eyes.

Blood was slowly flowing out from his chest, and the dark red blood soaked through his red robe, making it seem extremely strange.

There was a dagger in his heart.

A fatal blow!

Jeros suddenly felt extremely absurd, to the extent where he couldn’t believe what he had just seen.

Another gust of cool breeze blew on his face.

The wind was soft.

However, the faint killing intent suddenly became extremely condensed.

A tiny, imperceptible flash of lightning burst out and spread, light and swift.

Jeros suddenly came to his senses and instantly got furious.

Countless bolts of lightning surged on his body in an instant.

“Damn…”

“Whoosh!”

An enormous force directly rushed over from behind before Jeros could make a sound.

Behind him, Bolet, whom he had always trusted, suddenly made a move and firmly controlled his body.

This kind of control lasted for a moment.

But that was enough.

A gentle but cold breeze blew into the lightning around him.

A cold and perfect palm appeared in the dim light.

The luster of the dagger flashed in his sight.

The palm swept past his neck.

The dagger’s edge instantly tore the throat of Jeros.

Warm blood suddenly splashed out like a fountain.

Jeros opened his eyes wide.

Feeling the blood gushing out of the hole in his body, he suddenly understood the cause of the patriarch’s death.

It was impossible for anyone to lurk here and kill Patriarch Rock.

It was even more impossible for anyone to sneak into the heavily guarded church.

The only possibility was that the killer was carefully brought in and arranged here.

It wouldn’t take long.

It happened half an hour ago at most.

And half an hour ago, he just left once.

Jeros clenched his teeth tightly as he turned his head.

Blood spurted from his neck. He opened his mouth, but he couldn’t make a sound.

Bolet, who had suppressed him for a moment at a critical moment, was quietly watching him.

There was no joy, helplessness, guilt, or complacence in his eyes.

His eyes were calm.

It could even be said to be very pious.

It was as if Bolet had seen through what Jeros wanted to ask him. Before carefully drawing a cross in front of his chest, he calmly said, “Have you ever heard of Protestantism?”

“Bang!”

The pupils of Jeros widened for an instant.

His body fell to the ground, and he died with a grievance.

The wind behind the statue blew over and quickly disappeared from the prayer room.

The cool breeze was formless.

Cool Breeze was invisible and soundless.

…

The positions of the four patriarchs of the Eastern Church were extremely clear.

Patriarch Husteel, who ranked on the Divine List and could be said to be the number one expert in Eastern Europe, was responsible for the battle.

Patriarch Rock, the most low-key and devout person, was responsible for consolidating the believers’ faith.

Patriarch Calander was the most high-profile and was also one that everyone in Eastern Europe was most familiar with. He was responsible for the internal and external affairs of the Eastern Church.

Patriarch Moreka was the most mysterious person in the world, responsible for preaching.

They were the four patriarchs in Eastern Europe. In the list of heretics of the Vatican, their importance could be said to be second only to that of Rafael, the commander of the Dark Knights, and the four were also the most famous heretics in the hearts of the Vatican.

The most powerful Husteel was recognized as a butcher by the Vatican. He was responsible for all the battles of the Eastern Church, and he was indeed the patriarch who had the most blood on his hands.

As for the most low-profile Rock, who was in charge of the core believers’ faith, was defined as a controller. His brainwashing work was extremely successful even in the eyes of the Vatican. Countless crazy believers were the biggest obstacle for the Vatican’s conquest of Eastern Europe.

Calander, who was responsible for the internal and external affairs of the Eastern Church, was defined as a destroyer. The Vatican had never abandoned Eastern Europe, but its infiltration each time was eventually destroyed by Calander. To some extent, he was a great heretic that the Vatican hoped to eliminate the most.

Moreka, who was in charge of preaching, was defined as a schemer by the Vatican. In the field of religion, the preaching of the Eastern Church was equal to a war in the eyes of the Vatican. This kind of preaching was not just the simple spread of the faith. To be specific, how to weaken the strength of the Vatican and how to increase its believers were all the work domains of Moreka.

When the battle broke out in Recchi City tonight, Patriarch Moreka was holding an extremely mysterious meeting in a small city in the southern part of Wulan State.

Moreka didn’t think Husteel would lose.

He firmly believed that Wulan State would become a territory under the control of the Eastern Church before the sun rose tomorrow.

Therefore, in order to start a religious war in the shortest time, this patriarch gathered six of his godsons at once.

Without exception, the six godsons all came from Europe, but not Eastern Europe.

France, England, Italos, the British Empire, Germany.

Five of them came from these five countries, and they were all leaders of a wealthy family in each country.

The last one was from the Vatican.

That was Moreka’s proudest achievement over the years.

After the Eastern Church took over the Recchi City, the Morton family, the Violet family, and Rothschild would go all out to cooperate with them to expand this war of faith to the whole of Europe.

Naturally, the six godsons from Europe all had extraordinary missions respectively.

He was the most adept schemer in the eyes of the Vatican, so naturally, he was skilled at plotting.

The meeting lasted for nearly three hours.

Moreka ended the meeting after confirming every detail of the operation.

The six godsons left one after another.

Patriarch Moreka waited for a while before slowly walking out of the meeting room.

The meeting venue was not any secret place of the Eastern Church. It was in the only five-star hotel in the city.

Four knights stood neatly outside the room.

Tang Minger, one of the four Knight Commanders of the Knights of Light, was present as well.

Seeing Patriarch Moreka going out of the room, Knight Commander Tang Minger bowed slightly.

“Let’s go back.”

Patriarch Moreka smiled. His voice was soft and magnetic, carrying with it an extremely powerful appeal.

Tang Minger nodded and led the way ahead, followed by the other three knights.

The night grew darker.

The hotel corridor was quiet.

In the warm light, a light footstep sounded.

A tall woman came up to him. Her skin was fair but not as white as the European’s. She looked like a mixed-race of European and Asian. Her golden hair swayed with her movements. Her pace was very lazy but extremely enchanting.

As Tang Minger looked at the woman gently twisting body, a hint of lust flashed through his eyes.

The woman’s appearance was not that beautiful, but it was very charming. Her every move was very attractive. Tang Minger’s eyes were burning with desire. In such a serious situation tonight, he suddenly remembered a few noblewomen in Eastern Europe who kept a private relationship with him. Tang Minger shook his head in self-mockery. He restrained his desire and glanced at the woman in front of him.

Before the pity in his heart calmed down, he suddenly felt shock-stricken.

In his sight, the woman with a very elegant and feminine temperament suddenly stopped.

Her eyes were wide open. Looking at the direction behind them, she looked terrified.

Tang Minger instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

All of a sudden, there was a strange sound behind him.

The four knights turned around at the same time.

A woman in hotel uniform walked over with a dining car, and she was getting faster and faster.

“Kill her!”

Tang Minger suddenly shouted and rushed to the dining car without hesitation.

The three knights around him rushed over with him instinctively.

“Come bac..”

A weak voice suddenly sounded.

But the voice sounded like thunder in Tang Minger’s ears.

It was Patriarch Moreka’s voice.

But the voice stopped abruptly.

Tang Minger turned around all of a sudden.

In his sight, the woman who had covered her mouth with a frightened look put down her hand.

A steel needle fell from his sleeve.

His palms were long and slender, but they were extremely big.

They were clearly a man’s palms.

An idea flashed through Tang Minger’s mind. Before he could move, the man, who was dressed in women’s clothing but looked like a real killer, had already approached Moreka. The steel needle in his hand pierced through Moreka’s heart without hesitation.

Countless electric arcs burst forth from Moreka’s chest, passed through his back, and swept over Tang Minger with a large amount of blood.

Tang Minger pressed the alarm button in his hand and moved forward without hesitation.

“Puff!”

A shiny tip of the sword pierced through his body from his back.

The three knights beside the dining car had fallen down.

The woman in the costume of a waitress held a long sword and pierced his heart with a sword.

The assassin who had killed Patriarch Moreka took off his wig, mask, and his women’s clothing.

Chaotic footsteps rang out.

Countless knights of the Eastern Church rushed over.

But he didn’t care about it at all because he had completed the task.

Tang Minger slowly fell down.

A second before the end of his life, he heard a voice.

“His Highness Li Tianlan says hello to the Eastern Church.”

The drifting clouds were formless.

Drifting Cloud was fearless and unrestrained.

The ruins in front of the Caesar Hotel had completely disappeared.

Everything around had been utterly obliterated in the fierce battle.

The busy street was empty.

There was deathly stillness between heaven and earth.

The debris of corpses was scattered everywhere, and blood spread like a river, flowing under people’s feet. The rain was still falling, and on the ground, bloody ripples kept spreading, looking vivid and strange.

Aresis, the top Invincible Realm expert of the Vatican, was already covered in blood.

He sat alone in the battlefield full of corpses, gasping for breath. In the extremely vast and quiet world, his breath was extremely harsh, sounding extremely gloomy.

In his sight, everyone had fallen to the ground and turned into corpses.

Only he was still alive.

An empty city.

A lonely person.

The distant sky.

The violent rain.

Aresis gasped and was lost in thought.

At this moment, he suddenly felt extremely lonely, as if he was standing at the highest point of the world, and his whole person seemed to be filled with loneliness from the inside out.

Aresis sat on the ground, took out a cigarette, and lit it. He was at a loss for a moment.

Everything that happened tonight could be said to be the most tragic battle he had ever encountered in his life.

But when the battle was over and the result was clear, what he felt was not joy, but confusion.

KingTong’s body was lying in front of him. Her enchanting blonde hair was covered with blood, looking extremely dirty.

Beside KingTong, Paul, who had only a head left, died with his eyes open.

Rafael, the commander of the Dark Knights, who had been regarded as the biggest heretic by the Vatican, was stabbed in the heart by a sword. The murderous weapon, Dark Saint Spear, which was famous in the Dark World, was in his hands at this moment.

The body of the Master of Samsara Palace was lying at the farthest place, and it was a little blurred.

Aresis had always been very curious about the Master of Samsara Palace, but at the end of the battle, he suddenly had no idea to take a look at her.

Situ Cangyue died beside the Master of Samsara Palace.

In front of her, the Governor of Sigh City, Tribulation’s body was cut in half.

The famous sword which was named Sharpness was still shiny.

But Qin Xilai had turned into the flesh and blood all over the sky.

Countless bodies spread out from under Aresis’s feet.

Charlemagne, the president of the Heroes’ Club.

Mitchell.

Kass Rotter.

Huan Kong.

Mellad.

Violet, Lagos, and Husteel.

All the Invincible Realm experts who were famous were turned into corpses.

A little far away, Lin Fengting, the patriarch of the Lin Clan, was also lying there quietly, without making a sound.

Aresis suddenly laughed.

Everything that happened tonight broke out chaotically and suddenly.

On the battlefield of the Caesar Hotel, their side had the absolute advantage, and his arrival made the victory completely favorable. Without any hesitation, Aresis did his best as soon as he arrived. He killed Paul in the shortest time possible and then killed the Invincible Realm experts of the Violet family and Morton family.

Husteel, a heretic who was known as a slayer in the eyes of the Vatican, submitted to his power.

And the Heroes’ Club, Fantasy World, Men in Black, and even the Snowdance Corps all suffered heavy losses.

After the coronation, Aresis, who was in his prime, cooperated with the Snowdance Corps without hesitation and kill Charlemagne, the president of the Heroes’ Club.

Kass Rotter and Huan Kong were both killed by his absolute power.

When the entire battlefield was left with only the Snowdance Corps, it was hard to say who was the first to make a move. The battle erupted without any warning.

In the end, Aresis killed all the strong enemies, including Lin Fengting, the patriarch of the Lin Clan.

His strength had completely changed in the battle of high-intensity, and he reached a higher level from the peak of the Invincible Realm.

At present, he was still in the state of coronation.

His strength had surpassed the peak of the Invincible Realm. In the state of coronation, he almost dared to fight against a real Chosen One.

His current strength had even surpassed the so-called greatest Pope, Monreal, in the past hundreds of years.

Aresis laughed wildly.

“This is my Dark World! I am the king of the Dark World! The only king! Hahahaha.”

His maniacal laughter continued to reverberate.

Near Aresis, a middle-aged man in a red robe quietly watched Aresis go mad, with undisguised mockery in his eyes.

It was a middle-aged man about fifty years old. His handsome face was pale at this time, but his eyes were still calm. He quietly looked at Aresis, who was in a crazy state. His eyes were calm, and he was motionless, like a statue.

“It’s late at night. You should be resting in your place. You shouldn’t have come here.”

A voice suddenly sounded in the middle-aged man’s ear.

It also fell into Aresis’s ears.

The sound instantly filled the entire silent place.

“Shouldn’t have come here…”

“Come here…”

“Here…”

The echo was mighty and echoed between heaven and earth.

Aresis’s face suddenly changed, and he looked up at the sky and said angrily, “Who!?”

“I’ve been looking for you for a long time.”

A hand fell on the middle-aged man’s shoulder.

A white figure seemed to walk out of nothingness and stood next to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man’s face suddenly changed. Under the surge of emotions, he couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood directly.

“Phew…”

In Aresis’s sight, the world suddenly shook, a bloody wind whistled past, and there was a sudden rain of blood between heaven and earth.

Aresis was stunned, with a blank look in his eyes.

“You…”

The middle-aged man stared at the white figure in front of him.

He was very familiar with the Dark World.

Therefore, when the white figure walked out of the void without any energy fluctuations, he was certain of his identity.

It was not his Martial Arts. There was only one thing in the Dark World that could have such a strange ability to hide its owner.

The Azure Dragon Armor of Zhongzhou State!

Of course, there was only one person who could wear the armor.

Gongsun Qi, the Azure Dragon of Zhongzhou State.

“Are you playing with a monkey here?”

Gongsun Qi looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and asked, “Are you Patriarch Calander?”

The pale-faced Calander slowly asked, “What do you want?”

His mind, which had been tensed up, was completely shattered.

At the same time, everything before Aresis’s eyes changed drastically.

The rain of blood disappeared.

All the corpses also disappeared.

There was the sound of wind and rain in the world.

The scene was vast and empty. It was calm and peaceful.

Not far away, the booming sounds of the fierce battle could be heard faintly.

The battle did not stop.

Aresis was a little confused.

“I don’t want to do anything.”

Gongsun Qi said blandly, “Zhongzhou State says hello to you.”

He waved his hand.

“Bam!”

Calander, who had consumed all his physical strength, directly exploded into a fog of blood.

Gongsun Qi looked at the fog of blood drifting away with no expression. He suddenly looked up at Aresis and asked curiously, “Can you still be hypnotized after the Pope’s coronation?”

The corner of Aresis’s mouth twitched. Shame and fury flashed in his eyes in an instant.

It was only at this moment that he realized what was going on.

But it was something that shouldn’t have happened.

His will should have been completely focused after the Pope’s coronation.

But tonight, how could it be possible for him to be hypnotized by Calander and fall into his trap?

Aresis looked around.

The corpses around him disappeared.

But everything around him was indeed vast and empty.

All the buildings around him were razed to the ground by the great power.

There was no doubt that this was Aresis’s work.

When he was hypnotized, there were all the real strong enemies in front of him.

The fierce battle made him waste his strength without reservation.

But in fact, he had been standing here alone, showing his strength at the peak of the Invincible Realm to the air and the surrounding buildings.

When the absurd mood rose, Aresis could only feel embarrassed.

“How is this possible?!”

He didn’t know why he was hypnotized in the coronation state.

But at this point, he could clearly recognize his state.

In the mirage when he was hypnotized, what he had encountered were all strong enemies.

Awakening from the confusion of wantonly wasting his strength, Aresis now had fallen to the lowest level in both physical strength and willpower.

At this moment, Aresis could even feel that the focused will he gained due to the Pope’s coronation began to slowly decline.

His best state had been wasted by the hypnotism of Calander.

How could this be possible?!

“Puff!”

A mouthful of blood directly spurted out of Aresis’s mouth.

In a fit of anger, the blood welled up in his mouth directly affected the injury caused by his excessively consumed strength, and his momentum suddenly declined a lot.

Gongsun Qi’s heart sank.

Aresis, who was in such a state and almost had no combat capability, was no longer an expert at the peak of the Invincible Realm.

“Damn it!”

Aresis suddenly clenched his fists and growled in a low voice, “All the heretics from the Eastern Church deserve to die!”

“On the battlefield that is less than five kilometers away from here, there is also a patriarch from the Eastern Church.”

Gongsun Qi’s voice sounded complicated. “But what can you do in your current state?”