"What I just said is true and I am not lying to you. This Holy Grail has lost its medicinal properties and is of no use in the hands of your Holy See. If this were not the case, your Pope would not have agreed to the deal I proposed so simply."
Seeing Kyle's doubtful look, Yang Mu said this.
Kyle thought about it, and indeed, if this Holy Grail was of great use to the Holy See, even if the Pope was forced to agree due to Yang Mutian's powerful strength, he would not agree so quickly.
He murmured in his heart that the Holy Grail is useless to our Holy See now, but it should be useful to Yang Mutian!
It is always impossible for the other party to take the initiative to make a loss-making transaction.
He looked at Yang Mu expectantly, but this time, Yang Mu had no intention of continuing to answer and directly put the "Holy Grail" away.
According to the inheritance Yang Mu received, the "Deep Sea Holy Blood Stone" is one of the most precious materials on earth!
Its preciousness does not lie in its medicinal properties.
For Yang Mu, the medicinal properties of the "Deep Sea Holy Blood Stone" are not as good as many elixirs, not to mention that the medicinal properties will dissipate after being used for a period of time, so he cannot take it too seriously.
The really precious thing about this thing is that it can be used to forge cold weapons.
According to the records in the inheritance, integrating it into an ordinary weapon can turn it into a magical weapon. If it is integrated with a magical weapon such as the Scarlet Sky Sword, then the Scarlet Sky Sword will have a qualitative leap.
Back then, Pastor Yang accidentally obtained a piece of "Deep Sea Holy Blood Stone" and fused it with his own weapon, and got a huge surprise.
Later, he spent time searching for another "Deep Sea Holy Blood Stone", but he couldn't find it at all.
"The Scarlet Sky Sword can be called the top magic weapon on earth, but in the future, I will go to the world where Penglai Island belongs again. There may not be a magic weapon stronger than the Scarlet Sky Sword. Now this 'Deep Sea Holy Blood Stone'
, exactly what I need!”
There was a smile on Yang Mu's lips, quite satisfied with this unexpected gain.
Before Kyle could wait for Yang Mu's answer, he felt as if the blood in his body had turned into lava, his internal organs were burning, his Adam's apple was rising and falling, and a large mouthful of black blood vomited out of his mouth.
He felt that his energy was draining away rapidly, and it was obviously a poisonous attack.
"Sir, save...save me!"
Kyle was so frightened that he almost cried out in pleading, regardless of the majesty of the Holy See.
Yang Mu didn't care about his life or death, but since he didn't intend to return the Holy Grail, he would naturally do what he just said.
A silver needle flew out from his hand and pierced Kyle's forehead.
Kyle Ruruo was cast on the Immobilization Technique and stood there, unable to move, looking at Yang Mu with a horrified look on his face.
"Relax, if I want to kill you, there is no need to go to all the trouble."
Yang Mu said lightly, and his hand movements were so fast that only phantoms were left, and silver needles were pierced into various parts of Kyle's body.
"When you were first poisoned, detoxification would be easy. But now that the poison has seeped into your internal organs, it will be a little more troublesome," Yang Mu said.
When Kyle heard this, his heart lifted.
About ten seconds passed before Yang Mu removed the silver needle from Kyle's eyebrow.
"Wow!"
Kyle vomited a large mouthful of purple-red blood, which fell to the ground, filling the air with a disgusting stench.
"Okay." Yang Mu said.
"Okay?" Kyle couldn't believe it.
Yang Mu ignored him and turned around and walked towards Mester.
Kyle looked stunned. Didn't he say it would be a little more troublesome, but it was done in less than ten seconds?
Then if you are just poisoned, maybe one injection will be enough?
Although he found it unbelievable, he could feel that although his body was a bit weak, it no longer felt as if life was passing away. It was clear that he had really detoxified himself.
Looking at Yang Mu's back, he had the feeling that he was looking up at a towering mountain with no visible top.
In front of this man, I, the four-winged angel of the Holy See, was as insignificant as dust.
Mester's condition seemed even worse than Kyle's. He had vomited several mouthfuls of blood and was lying on the ground. His skin turned purple and his pupils began to dilate, but he still refused to ask Yang Mu for help.
"I...I don't need you to save me!"
Seeing Yang Mu approaching, he said in a weak voice.
"If I want to kill someone, I don't need the other person's consent. If I want to save someone, I don't need the other person's consent either!"
Yang Mu grinned, walked over, and it only took about ten seconds to dissolve the poison on Mester's body.
Then, he walked to Kallio's side, and after a while, he rescued Kallio whose life was hanging by a thread.
He was obviously not very interested in Kallio, and quickly returned to Mestre's side.
"Do you dislike me very much?"
Seeing that Mester was still staring at him with an evil look, Yang Mu grinned. Even he felt that he was a bit like a villain.
Meister said very directly: "Yes! Why, everything has to be done according to your way; why are you so superior?"
Yang Mu smiled and said: "You are quite stupid. Of course it is because I am stronger than you. Besides, is there any other reason?"
Meister frowned. Although this answer was annoying, it was indeed the truth.
Yang Mu looked at Kyle: "Go get me a pen and paper."
Kyle didn't dare to express any dissatisfaction and quickly ran to find pen and paper.
Yang Mu quickly wrote thousands of Chinese characters on the paper and handed it to Meister.
"You have very hard bones and a bad temper. Although I don't like it, I kind of like people like you." Yang Mu said with a smile.
Meister frowned and said, "What is this?"
Yang Mu said: "Seraphs, how many times stronger than you?"
Meister didn't like the other party's way of answering questions with questions, but he still said: "Six or seven times!"
"Weak! Too weak." Yang Mu sighed.
Veins twitched on Mestre's forehead. He was dissatisfied with Yang Mu's arrogance, but it was clear that the Seraphim was indeed weak to the man in front of him.
If a seraph can rival the man in front of him, then why is the Holy See so afraid of him?
Yang Mu said: "What is recorded on the paper is a formula of exercises that should be quite suitable for your practice. As long as you are willing to study it with concentration, I guarantee that in half a year, your strength will not be inferior to the Seraphim. In a few years,
One slap can send a seraph flying away."
Meister wondered: "Why do you want to give me this? Isn't this included in the conditions just mentioned?"
Yang Mu smiled and said: "I just said it, you are more pleasing to the eye. Do you want it or not? If you don't want it, I will take it back!"
Meister hesitated and took the paper.
He knew in his heart that by doing this, he owed the other party a huge favor, but he really couldn't refuse the temptation in front of him.
At this moment, in his eyes, Yang Mu looked like a demon tempting angels to fall.
Rumble——
Outside the window, the sound of a helicopter landing was heard.
"It came sooner than I expected." Yang Mu smiled and looked out the window.