In the darkness, an extremely handsome young man came out of the air, as if a god had arrived, and countless people present were trembling.
In the darkness behind him, a large number of figures appeared.
Following this handsome young man was Jacob Rothschild.
Behind Jacob.
They were all powerful people from the European underground world, but now they were like a group of servants, lowering their heads and following behind.
"It's Torredo Bruch, I've seen his portraits passed down from the fifteenth century, exactly the same as they are now, without any change." A archbishop in the cardinal couldn't help but tremble.
This time, although the Pope did not arrive in person, two archbishops in the Holy See came.
As the archenemy of the blood clan, even if they had not seen the true identity of this legendary prince with their own eyes, they had seen him from the records of the Holy See.
"Prince Bruch is really not dead."
"A God Realm, almost a century has passed, and finally came to the human world again."
Countless strong people watching were trembling.
Among them, there are many great masters and S+-level powerful men who have never seen the divine realm, because the divine realm has disappeared for too long, and it has been so long that they almost forgot that there is a divine existence in this world.
Now, Prince Bruch is here again.
The infinite darkness that seemed to devour everything made every powerful person who dominates the side and is famous couldn't help but bow down.
The giant snake under the Dragon Lord's crotch curled up into a ball, and all the fierce flames were lost.
The two-headed wolf warrior under the crotch of the African shaman, also sobbed and kept retreating.
When Prince Bruch came in and crossed the crowd.
"The first Japanese country, Kato Tsuki, visited Prince Bruch. His ancestor Miyamoto Musashi once recorded the legend of his discussion with His Highness, and is still admired by his descendants. Today, he is honored to see His Highness. I wish His Highness a victory.
, Wu Yun, Masayoshi." Kato, the master of the Japanese kendo, was the first to bow down.
Prince Bruch raised his eyes and said lightly: "So you are the descendant of that boy Musashi."
Miyamoto Musashi was a famous sword god in the early days of the Japanese Edo period. When he was successful in his swordsmanship, he traveled all over the world. When he traveled to Europe, he met a blood clan prince and failed to die. Later, he returned to the country and made a great progress in the swordsmanship. He created his own first-class two days.
Finally became the Sword God of the Sun.
The Divine Realm is a rare figure even hundreds of years ago.
So even though Miyamoto Musashi had been dead for hundreds of years, Prince Bruch still remembers it.
There were also the powerful men such as the Dragon Lord of the Indian Kingdom, the Great African Shaman, and the Snowman King. They all bowed their heads in front of Prince Bruch. Almost no one on the coast dared to face the prince of the blood clan.
Seeing the kneeling on the ground, Prince Bruch was as arrogant as an emperor.
Those secular people who were far away in the stands couldn't help but tremble when they saw this scene.
When those strong men came just now, they all had powerful magical powers, slashing waves with one sword, controlling dragons and breaking waves, and flying in the air... It was like a myth, but at this time they were kneeling or defeated in front of the blood clan prince, like respecting the gods.
"Huh." The prince of the blood clan flashed and saw a group of clergy wearing robes and emitting a sacred aura standing in the crowd.
A trace of scarlet flashed in his eyes and he snorted: "Why don't you kneel down, little boy of the Holy See?"
The terrifying pressure made the people in the Holy See a little panic.
"Prince Bruch, you are a blood clan. You are unforgivable. How dare you ask us to kneel down? You are not afraid of the Pope's sanctions." The Holy See and the Blood Clan are natural enemies. From the Middle Ages to the present, both sides have accumulated countless deep hatreds. Facing the Blood Clan, facing the Blood Clan,
The prince, the red robe archbishop standing in front, couldn't help but snorted.
"Hahaha," Prince Bruch laughed: "Lawrence, the boy, was huddled in the Vatican, and he didn't even dare to show his face. He dared to speak out loud and kneel down for me!"
Boom!
A dark aura fell from the sky like Mount Tai.
"defense!"
The Archbishop in the Red roared, took out a holy weapon, and a holy light soared into the sky. All the clergymen took out the holy weapon, the Bible, chanted the mantra, and the holy lights soared into the sky.
The sound of the angel singing came from the void.
Golden lights spread out, like the Lord's gospel covering the earth.
It made countless audiences, especially the Holy See believers, couldn't help but shout miracles and kneel down on the spot.
However, darkness swept down, pressing onto the holy light, rumbling!
Suddenly the holy light collapsed, the angel fell, the Brahma sound turned into a demon's laughter, all the golden light was polluted by darkness, the huge dark aura was suppressed, and the holy artifacts and the Bible all turned into black and decay.
ah!
The people in the Holy See screamed and were pressed on the ground by the aura of darkness. Blasts of black smoke came out of their bodies, and the stench was extremely stench. The people in the Holy See practiced divine power, and the power of darkness was poison to them.
In a blink of an eye, these people fell to the ground, rolled and screamed, pus flowed from their skin, blood flowed from their eyes, crawled towards Prince Bruch, begging him for mercy.
Seeing this scene.
The strong people around were silent.
The people in the Holy See are not weak people, especially the Archbishop in the Cardinal, who is extremely powerful, second only to the Pope, and at least S+. They have innate restraint in the face of the dark powerful people.
Many powerful people in the underground world present have suffered losses from the Holy See.
But such a powerful Archbishop in the Cardinal was like an ant in front of Prince Bruch.
The secular spectators in the distance were even more frightened, as if they had only now recognized the appearance of this blood prince. They just saw that the other party was so handsome and elegant, and many women were still confused.
"Oh no, this blood clan prince is so powerful, will our Dragon War God not be able to beat him?"
Among the spectators, there are many Chinese people. They originally had absolute confidence in Long Xiaoshan, but at this time, they couldn't help but worry.
"That Long Xiaoshan wouldn't be so scared that he dared to come."
Many people, seeing that Long Xiaoshan had not appeared for a long time, began to doubt.
Just as everyone was thinking about it, someone shouted, "Here you come."
Everyone looked inward.
When the major powers appeared, they showed their magical powers. A group of people were walking slowly from outside. The one who walked in front was a boy wearing casual clothes and tying his black hair casually behind his head.
His skin was crystal clear and his eyes were like black jade. He walked slowly. Beside him was a group of women, with more than a dozen, each of which was rare in the world.
The fat swallows are thin and have their own advantages.
Looking at this scene, countless people stared out of their eyes.
If we had not recognized the man who was walking in the front and shocked the entire EU, no one would have thought it was a war of the century, but "Jia Baoyu" ran out with the women in the Grand View Garden.
When Long Xiaoshan brought his stunning women over, the crowd moved aside.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes were calm, his hands were carried, and there was no strong aura on his body. He occasionally turned sideways and communicated with the woman beside him for a few words. Just like that, step by step, he walked to the coast.