One Thousand Three Hundred and Nine: The End, the Destruction of the Holy See (3)
But fortunately, the inside of this mountain is not as complicated and vast as that fortress. Yan Wan easily found the house where Matthew was.
The most gorgeous, the tallest, the most obvious, the most luxurious. The appearance is somewhat similar to the characteristic building of the Holy See, but it has turned into rock black, less holy and more solemn.
"Did I guess wrong?" Yan Wan looked at the surface of the building and couldn't help but have this thought in his head.
With some suspicion, he watched carefully, then quietly slipped to the back, opened the window and rushed in.
no one.
Yan Wang glanced around, and his eyes suddenly stopped on the table.
A book of doctrine, the Holy See.
The edges of the cover of the teachings have curled up, and the whole book is a little yellowed. It is obvious that someone has read it frequently.
There is also a box placed next to it. It is very exquisite and made entirely of crystal.
Yan Wan stepped forward and took a look, a complicated look flashed in his eyes. The box contains a badge. When Matthew escaped, he gave him the badge belonging to the leader of the Knights Templar.
"What a pity." He sighed and strode out of the room.
Unlike the gorgeous exterior, the inside of this house is terrifyingly empty. Many rooms didn't even show signs of being inhabited, and the furniture and even the carpets were covered with a thick layer of dust.
There are only three places where there are traces of activity.
The room he came in, a bedroom, and a study with the door ajar. (Don’t worry about the toilet.)
"Three o'clock and one line?" Yan Wan muttered: "They are more regular than college entrance examination students. What about Mengka and the others?"
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The tired Matthew hurriedly entered the room and closed the door. He covered his heart, hunched his body and leaned against the door. He clenched his other hand into a fist and let out a painful growl from his throat.
Cold sweat was like rain, quickly soaking through the robe, dripping along the hem of the clothes and onto the carpet. In just a few minutes, it accumulated into small puddles.
"puff……"
Suddenly, Matthew's body froze, and his red cheeks quickly turned from red to white as the blood mist spurted out.
"Your health seems not to be well."
"Who?" Matthew quickly got up from the ground like a frightened fish, his eyes widened and he looked randomly around every corner of the room. He felt as if he was having an auditory hallucination, and the voice seemed familiar.
Yan Wang opened the door and walked out, throwing him a handkerchief: "Here you go."
Matthew subconsciously caught it and looked at him blankly, with unbelievable horror in his eyes. "How come? Why do you appear here?"
"How have you been lately?" Yan Wang threw him a cigarette, maybe it could ease his pain.
Matthew hesitated for a moment, then took the cigarette, but he didn't light it, just held it in his hand. Hearing Yan Wan's words, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "What do you think?"
"Where's Mengka?" Yan Wan asked.
"He..." Matthew opened his mouth and his eyes dimmed: "He took his mother and left me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly covered his heart and moved in pain.
Looking at the direction, it should be the room where Yan Wan came in.
Yan Wan narrowed his eyes and silently took a few steps back. Unknown to him, a hand had already been placed on the hilt of the sword. There seems to be something wrong with Matthew's state.
Suddenly, Matthew's body was like a piece of dead wood. He kept his hunched posture and fell hard to the ground, with waves of hoarse roars escaping from his throat.
At the same time, his appearance also gradually changed. His skin became dark red, and bloodshot scales emerged from under the skin. His skinny body stretched out his clothes and swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Armor Demon?"
Yan Wan watched the changes quietly. When he saw Matthew's changes, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart: "The armored demons in the middle and lower ranks shouldn't be so strong. Is it because of the key to the gate of hell?"
"Roar……"
As the pain gradually subsided, Matthew got up from the ground and let out a low roar full of pleasure. Along with his heavy breathing, a pungent smell of sulfur filled the room instantly.
Yan smiled wildly, faced the devil's scarlet eyes, lit a cigarette calmly, and said vaguely: "What should I call you? Matthew? Armored Demon? Or...Murphy?"
"How did you find out?" Matthew, or Murphy, who had been possessed and replaced by the Lord of Hell, uttered a hoarse voice out of curiosity.
Yan Wang shrugged, turned around and found a seat: "I've seen it in the book."
The power of the Holy See has existed for too long. There is so much recorded information, and Yan Wan spent a long time in this pile of books during his years in the sanctuary.
He remembered clearly that in that war, the Hell Legion bulldozed powerful creatures in the world, such as vampire dukes and marquises, resulting in heavy casualties.
The creatures in the world, the organized resistance army, broke through the protection of the legion several times and came to the gate of hell.
But at the last moment, as long as there is a demon around, that demon will burst out with terrifying combat power under the blessing of the Gate of Hell.
Even a lemure can go toe-to-toe with a high-level exorcist. The first time, the Resistance Army failed to notice and failed.
The second time they learned their lesson, paid an immeasurable price, and finally approached the gate of hell again, preparing to destroy it...
It seems to have been said before that a certain unlucky guy rushed forward in a hurry and was about to take the key. As a result, he was assimilated into a demon at the moment of contact. He turned against the resistance and defeated the resistance again.
It wasn't until the third time that the Holy See used its final trump card and summoned the power of heaven to come, which completely destroyed the Gate of Hell.
Later, when someone summarized the war, he wrote a conjecture...
The leader of the Hell Legion, the demon lord Murphy, can use the key to transform demons, infuse energy into them to enhance their combat effectiveness, and even...maybe even be able to impose their own will.
When he saw this sentence, Yan Wan couldn't help but admire the author of this book. This guy really guessed it right. Although it seemed like nonsense to others, don't forget... Yan Wan really used the key to tell Mo. Fei contacted.
As an online writer.
It is undeniable that Yan Wang has a great imagination.
After learning the contents of this book and testifying from my own experience. He made a bold guess: "Is there any way to let the devil replace Thor?"
In this way, some things will be much easier to handle.
"I need your help. I want to find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com so that you can successfully invade the world."
Yan Wan sat on the chair and looked at him quietly: "Transform Thor into a demon and erode his will. The humans who pretended to be Thor to promote the alliance gradually merged with the demon."
Murphy asked, "What's the point?"
Yan Huan curled his lips and said: "The reason why the Holy See does not have the power to summon heaven is because the Allied Forces are still dominated by humans, and their numbers are very large.
Otherwise, do you think the Holy See will tolerate you controlling Matthew and transforming so many demons in just a few years?
Of course, the Holy See is actually not as great as I said. Another reason why they allow you to exist is to let believers see the cruelty of the devil, thereby increasing the cohesion of believers and spreading their faith. "
"Okay." Murphy was silent for a few seconds and nodded slowly.
He doesn't trust Yan Wan, but trusts the existence of the 'system'. Murphy believed that since the 'system' sent Yan Wan, this guy would naturally have a way to achieve his goal.