The first thousand and forty-four chapters of the tiger's majesty
Chapter 1044: The old tiger is overpowering
The surviving Templars are now unable to collect the bodies of their companions. They are surrounded by powerful enemies. Only by resolving the immediate crisis can these knights whose souls have gone to heaven be buried in peace. The exhausted Templars asked
The weapons in their hands staggered towards the two adjudicators. They were exhausted to a critical point. If necessary, they would raise their weapons without hesitation, even if they died in battle.
Catherine, who was squatting on the ground, wanted to stand up, but it was as if all her strength had been drained from her body. She felt dizzy in her mind. She turned her sword upside down and struck it on the ground, and then she didn't fall down. The woman was there.
After all, she was still inferior to men in terms of physical strength. At this moment, she was like a rubber band that suddenly loosened its strength, and it was difficult to stand up even if she wanted to support it.
"Come on, let me help you over." A big wheat-colored hand stretched out in front of her. The pores on the back of the hand were very fine and the nails were neatly trimmed. A strange idea flashed in Katherine's mind. Maybe he was not what he seemed on the surface.
Looking so old, it is a blessing to spend a lifetime with such a man...
Xu Qing was wearing the mask of a middle-aged man. Over time, it lacked moisture, and his face looked wrinkled and wrinkled, like a strong old man over fifty. It really didn't look good. For the first time, Catherine decisively rejected it.
It's a bit like judging people by their appearance, but now after experiencing life and death together, this unattractive black-robed priest has unknowingly broken into her heart.
Xu Qing's outstretched palm froze, and the female knight actually stared at his palm in a daze, refusing to reach out. It was really embarrassing.
Caesarine stayed for two minutes before she came back to her senses. She raised her palm and put it into the palm that had been frozen for a long time. Xu Qing raised his arm and easily pulled her up, but he had no intention of letting go of the female knight's palm.
He pulled her and was about to walk towards the place where the two judges were standing. Unexpectedly, he suddenly found that the judges and Templars on the opposite side turned their heads and looked at this side with burning eyes. There were two pairs of eyes with a trace of emotion.
Unconcealed hatred.
Xu Qing was really confused. She thought she had revealed her secret somewhere. Suddenly, she felt her palms tighten. Catherine next to her exclaimed: "Oh my God! It's His Majesty the Pope and the Archbishop."
Subconsciously he turned around and saw a group of people not far behind him slowly walking towards this side with their heads lowered. They were Pope Paul and the cardinals who represented the supreme authority of the Holy See. Behind them, they saw smiling people.
Dracula and a large group of tough werewolves, an old werewolf also held something that looked like a remote control in his hand.
Pope Paul and the cardinals were not restrained, but their faces were pale. Some cardinals' calves were shaking when they walked, as if they had just experienced something terrible. Such a group of people were in such a situation.
The clergy at the peak of the Holy See's power have now become a group of captured decrepit old people, looking pitiful.
Xu Qing glanced at the old people with his clairvoyant eyes, and immediately understood why Dracula was relieved to let these old men walk in front. Each old man had a remote-controlled explosive bag tied to his back, and behind Pope Paul
That one is so big that it can almost catch up with the kimono backpack. With just a tap of the remote control, these old men can see God. It is estimated that even God will not recognize their broken appearance.
The golden scepter in Pope Paul's hand has now been replaced by a broomstick, which can barely be used as a walking stick. The golden scepter is in the claws of a silver-maned werewolf next to him. The funniest thing is that this guy has no
There was a pool of dried blood on the tail and buttocks. It looked like the tail had just been severed not long ago.
The wings of the seven blood lords hovering above the head of the adjudicator flapped rapidly, and their bodies folded in mid-air and swooped down. They landed directly in front of the group of old men carrying explosive bags. The stern-faced blood lords flicked their cloaks.
He stepped forward and blocked the way.
One of the lords stretched out his claws and grabbed a cardinal's neck and lifted him up, lifting his feet directly off the ground. The poor cardinal slapped the claws around his neck in vain with his palms, and kicked
He crossed his legs and rolled his eyes upwards, seeing that this old life was about to be lost.
The faces of the cardinals on the side were filled with horror. They wanted to step forward to stop him, but were stopped by the other six lords. They could only watch the cardinal struggling under the claws of the blood clan. This group of people who used to stand at the pinnacle of power
The hearts of the characters are desolate, filled with the sadness of a rabbit dying and a fox dying, and some of them couldn't help but burst into tears.
Seeing this, the two adjudicators and the Templars hurriedly cheered up and rushed over. Caesarine, who was the closest, got the strength from someone who didn't know where she came from, and shook off Xu Qing's hand and rushed towards the back of the vampire lord with her sword.
She went over, but as soon as she rushed out less than two meters, she was pulled by an irresistible force on her shoulders, which made her cry out loudly.
"Oh no, father, I want to save him..." Caesarine twisted her body crazily to get rid of the hand on her shoulder. The tears in her eyes poured out like a flood. At this moment, she just
A daughter who wanted to save her father, she would rather give up her life than watch her father being strangled to death by the vampires.
Xu Qing frowned. He didn't expect that the cardinal whose neck was held by the vampire would be the father of the female knight. He really couldn't understand why the vampire was doing these unnecessary actions now that he had firmly gained the advantage.
"Damn heretic, let go of Archbishop Leo!" A cardinal finally couldn't help but burst out. He was Archbishop Crow, and he was also the only one among all the archbishops who could fight against the vampires. His eyes widened.
He raised his old fist and struck at the vampire lord who was standing in front of him. There was a slight sound of wind wherever the fist passed.
The former leader of the Templar Knights will use his fists to prove that he can still fight. However, the gap between thoughts and reality is often huge. If it were a hundred years ago, Crowe might still be able to fight.
He could fight with the vampire lord in front of him in a neck-and-neck fight, but now he could easily lift him up by just stretching out his claws.
Archbishop Crow, who was majestic just a second ago, has now suffered the same fate as his old friend. The vampire lord used his claws to grab his throat and lifted him up. No matter how much he kicked with his feet, he could not reach his body. The years were like a stream of time.
With a butcher's knife, it's really not enough for people to be dissatisfied with old age.
These vampire lords are really bastards. They were passive and sabotaged during the fierce battle with the adjudicator, and now they come to bully a few old men who have no ability to resist. Even Xu Qing, who is not far away, can't stand this style. He has a pair of cold eyes.
Looking at Dracula Cage coldly.
"That's enough, let them go!" Dracula Cage finally stepped forward quickly and slapped a vampire lord on the shoulder. If he didn't stop these guys from messing around in time, it would inevitably cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.