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Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters late night, murder

On the outskirts of Port Vias, a loud noise suddenly came from the highest main hall of the Divine Glory Cathedral.

A large glass vase from the Elf Continent, made by the most skilled craftsmen of the Elf clan, was smashed to the ground and shattered into pieces. Countless five-color fragments shattered in all directions. Several girls kneeling on the ground trembled in fright. The sharp fragments

It brushed against their bodies, leaving dazzling blood stains.

Archbishop Du Wen, who was naked from the waist up and wearing only a pair of thin silk trousers, was jumping around like a crazy monkey. He jumped around and roared in the dormitory, smashing all the smashable displays around him, and completely destroyed the entire palace.

Everything in the dormitory was completely destroyed. Even the luxurious bed, which could accommodate twenty people sleeping together, was smashed to pieces by his punches.

"Longshan Family!"

Archbishop Du Wen tore off the last bit of fabric on his body. With a low roar, he strode up to the girl closest to him, opened her teeth, and forced his high-spirited body in. His body was violent.

With a strong collision, Du Wen yelled crazily: "Longshan family! A shabby household that has been dormant for seventy years, a nouveau riche who suddenly made a fortune, how dare you offend me?"

Perhaps it was because of his mood, or perhaps because his body had suffered too much damage. After just a few breaths of sprint, Du Wen's body spasmed violently, and all the energy and energy in his body poured out, making him choke.

The girl coughed violently.

"Heresy, definitely heresy!" Du Wen kicked the girl to the ground fiercely, and said ferociously: "I will send your entire family to the stake. I swear, I will do what I say.

A family of earls is just an upstart earl!"

The door to the dormitory opened silently, and Jun Yun, wearing a black coat and a black iron mask, walked slowly in.

"Du Wen, you seem to be in a bad mood!" Yun Jun muttered indifferently, and then coughed violently. He coughed so hard that he covered his chest with both hands. His body was stooped and he almost died.

He fell to the ground. After a full cup of tea, Yun Jun gasped a few times and slowly straightened up.

Du Wen waved his hand, and the girls waiting in the dormitory stood up one after another and quickly left this place that they regarded as hell. The heavy door of the dormitory closed silently. There were faint golden divine inscriptions flashing across the walls. This dormitory

It has been completely isolated from the outside world.

"What are you doing here?" Du Wen stared at Yun Jun: "Come to laugh at me? Satirize me? Ah ha, Your Excellency, the Dragon Bishop, are you here to mock me? Isn't it? I am a hapless man, a soul.

A poor creature whose origin has been damaged, who was insulted by a reptile-like little earl in front of his face outside the gate of the mage tower but was unable to resist...a coward?"

Yun Jun took off the mask on his face, revealing a deathly gray face. There was a faint trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that the cough just now involved internal injuries, and internal bleeding spurted out from his mouth. Violent blood spurted out.

He gasped a few times. Yunjun sat on a chair that was barely intact, took out a medicine bottle, took out three red red pills with a pungent smell, and drank them in one go.

"Those old guys in the Mage Tower, what are their opinions?" After Yun Jun took the pill, a trace of blood appeared on his face. He looked at Du Wen indifferently and asked expressionlessly. His tone and expression

, had no respect for Du Wen at all, and treated him completely as his subordinate.

The naked Du Wen clenched his fists tightly and shook his head heavily.

"You know their temper! These guys, whose brains have been turned into magic solution, are more conservative than those fanatical believers. They rejected my proposal. They only hope that Vyas will maintain the current federal status, with large and small groups

A small family alliance decides the direction of this damn country. They are not willing to see the rise of a unified empire, the Vyas Empire? Your plan is good, but they don’t agree!”

Yun Jun narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Didn't you tell them? How did the most powerful families fall?"

Du Wen laughed sarcastically. He walked up to Jun Yun, leaned down and looked at Jun Jun's face, and said word by word: "The reply from those old guys to me was - if it weren't for the disciplinary knights of the church,

The 20,000 soldiers who attacked the Mage Tower were all blocked long ago! They were very rude to me, and I don’t think you would be happy to hear their words."

Yun Jun frowned.

A few months ago, he single-handedly led the attack on the Vyas Commercial Federation. The Acacia family mobilized all their financial resources, plus all the gold coins that the Assassin's Guild, the Assassin's Guild, and the Thieves' Guild could mobilize, and cooperated with some of the church's secret halls.

With the financial resources he could control, he launched a sudden attack on the most powerful merchants and nobles of the Vyas Commercial Federation.

In addition, all pirates in the southern seas of the Western Continent are controlled by the Acacia family, and the maritime transportation lines of these families have also suffered a fatal blow. When the economic turmoil caused the strength of each family to weaken significantly, the Acacia family's

The masters attacked in groups, instantly annihilating the ten most powerful merchant nobles of the Vyas Commercial Federation, and even slaughtered more than two dozen noble families that could be classified as first-class.

"I just miscalculated the power of the mage tower!" Yun Jun said in a low voice: "I didn't expect that in the mage group enshrined by the Vyas government, there are actually a few people who are not weaker than me. It's me.

Too careless, after all, it is the strength of a country."

Du Wen looked at Yun Jun sarcastically: "You even misjudged your brother's strength. How does it feel to be defeated by him again?"

Yun Jun suddenly raised his head, and the five fingers of his right hand sprayed out green smoke, and the five fingers formed into dragon claws and grabbed Du Wen's Adam's apple. With a "click" sound, Yun Jun's five fingers were pulled inward, and Du Wen's Adam's apple made an unpleasant sound.

With the shattering sound, Du Wen's eyes widened in horror, and he turned his eyes white and looked at the ceiling. His body was shaking violently, and he kept making vague cries for mercy from his throat.

With five fingers clasping Du Wen's Adam's apple, Yun Jun pondered for a moment, and suddenly sneered. He closed his fingers hard and crushed Du Wen's Adam's apple into pieces. He opened his mouth and bit Du Wen's throat. Yun Jun was deeply moved.

Taking a deep breath, a miserable green soul cried out from Du Wen's throat, and was swallowed clean by Yun Jun.

A touch of red glow emerged from Yunjun's deathly gray face, and a powerful soul breath rolled inside Yunjun's body. His severely injured internal organs gradually healed. He breathed heavily, and the breath he exhaled was all light red.

, that was when the blood congestion in his body dissolved and turned into blood mist and sprayed out.

Looking mockingly at Du Wen's shriveled body, Yun Jun took out a bottle of dark potion without mercy, carefully poured out a drop of the viscous potion and dropped it on Du Wen's body. The sound of "chichi" kept ringing,

Du Wen's body corroded rapidly and soon turned into a puddle of black water, which was sucked up by the thick carpet on the ground.

With a sneer, Yun Jun murmured: "Useless trash, do you really think you are still the bloody Du Wen from back then?"

Yun Jun took out two million-dollar gold tickets from his sleeves. He flicked the smooth and crisp tickets with satisfaction: "Is your life worth two million? What a generous upstart! Such a child,

I love it! But it’s strange, where did he get so much money?”

Shrugging his shoulders, Yun Jun coughed a few times and coughed up a blood clot from his lungs. He spit out the black blood clot the size of a thumb and cursed in a low and hoarse voice. He pressed the button hard.

His lungs ached, Yun Jun's eyes were chattering. After thinking for a long time, he quickly walked around the bedroom, tapping his fingers gently on the wall for a while, and finally he successfully found a hidden place in the bedroom.

The hidden compartment behind the mural.

Opening the secret compartment, there was a thick iron door behind it. Yun Jun carefully cracked the magical restrictions on the iron door and opened the iron door triumphantly.

This is a safe with a huge capacity, filled with gold tickets, gems, land deeds, house deeds and other items. Du Wen has been operating in the church for hundreds of years, and his private property is an extremely astonishing amount. He alone owns

The industry is not even less than that of those wealthy nobles.

Yunjun swept away everything in the safe, then looked around the messy bedroom happily, and finally took out hundreds of barrels of black kerosene from the storage ring.

Fire oil spread all over the dormitory. Yun Jun jumped down from the balcony of the dormitory and quickly disappeared into the vast night.

The fire swept through the dormitory, and then quickly spread throughout the church. Countless black shadows and figures in armor were fighting each other in the flames. Powerful magic continued to fall, and the terrifying explosions plunged the entire city of Port Vias into chaos.

There was panic.

When it got dark, the main structure of the cathedral was destroyed by fire, and more than two thousand disciplinary knights and guardian knights lay dead in the fire scene. Those sudden attackers disappeared without a trace, and no one knew where they came from.

Come on, no one knows what the purpose of their attack on the church was.

It was night, Lin Qi stood on the terrace on the roof of the Red Griffin Hotel, quietly looking at the burning church on the high hill outside the city, and suddenly smiled.

"Sister Sha, tell me, what exactly does Mr. Yun want to do?"

After blowing out a smoke ring, Lin Qi hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Don't say it yet, let me guess, he doesn't want to turn Vyas into an empire, right?"

Sha Xinyue, whose hair turned red and her eyes turned light blue, stroked her hair unhappily and glanced at Lin Qi in horror.

"I really didn't expect that you have learned so much? Based on the information collected so far, and according to my calculations, that's it."

Lord Yun, he really wants to become the founding emperor of the Vyas Empire!

After hearing Sha Xinyue's answer, Lin Qi suddenly laughed. ()

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