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Chapter 1577 The King’s Order to Start the Salary

At this moment, Nata's body was ignited with soaring divine flames. Even if she contracted with the god of death, she could not save her life.

In the endless wailing and lamentation, it was burned into nothingness by the divine flame, and no trace of it existed.

In just a few moments, two saint-clothed bishops died under divine restraint.

Ren Jie didn't even put in much effort.

The death fighting cage was broken open, and Ren Jie's eyes fell on the death fighting cage where Bi Luo was.

Junlan and Lingxiu were completely stunned at this moment, and their faces turned pale.

I would say that Bi Luo's attacks always have room for power, and her desire to attack is not strong, but she keeps trying to fight in close combat. It turns out that her real intention is to collect psychics.

Ren Jie suddenly appeared in Biluo's cage.

A ferocious color appeared on Bi Luo's face, and two blood beads floated in her palms.

"It seems...it's time to say goodbye to you!"

Jun Lan's eyes were filled with fear: "Damn it! Stop!"

But... it was too late, Ren Jie swallowed the two blood beads into his belly without ceremony.

With the support of Qingjiu and Biluo, Ren Jie's psychic invasion will only become more manageable.

At this moment, Lingxiu and Junlan even felt that their lives were no longer theirs. They looked back and beat the cage walls frantically, their eyes filled with anxiety!

"Lord Pope! Unlock! Unlock the divine ban! You will die. You will really die this time!"

"I would rather do my best, throw my head, shed my blood, fight for the church, and die on the battlefield than end my life in this way!"

"Please, Lord Pope, untie it!"

At this moment, Yan Lu's eyes were full of struggle.

I saw Ren Jie smiling and saying: "What? You've already reached this point, why don't you untie it?"

"It seems...prestige and combat power are not very important in your heart~"

"What secret is it that is worth sacrificing the lives of several saintly bishops to keep?"

"Tell it out and let everyone hear it."

"If you don't understand, then I will continue~"

Yan Lu:!!!

Solution? How to solve it?

Once the divine ban is released, how can one ensure that the contents of the apostle's plan are not leaked from the mouth of the Holy Cloth Bishop?

If Ren Jie told the contents of the plan, no one in the world would believe him, because he is a devil and will say anything to bring down the church.

But the nature of the content of this plan would be completely different if it were spoken from the mouth of the church.

The Kingdom of God that I finally built will fall!

No one understands these saints better than him. In order to survive, there is no bottom line.

Once the divine ban is lifted, what if you tell someone under the threat of death?

No! Can’t open!

But don’t open it... Is Ren Jie really killing him?

Damn it! Damn it!

Yan Lu found that he was completely trapped.

If it is closed, there is a risk of collapse. If it is not closed, none of these saints may survive.

This is a naked conspiracy.

The next second, Jun Lan's expression suddenly stiffened, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Sorry...it's time!"

"It seems that our Lord Pope is not quite able to seize the opportunity!"

"apostle…"

"Hoola!" Jun Lan was also forbidden by God and turned into a torch, burning crazily in the death fight cage.

He only said six words and destroyed three powerful realms.

If you tell me about this record, no one will believe it.

Of course... Yan Lu's help is indispensable in this.

Lingxiu was seen slumped on the ground, looking at Ren Jie with fear in her eyes.

"No...no! Lord Pope!!! Please!"

But Ren Jie just smiled and looked at Lingxiu.

"Don't worry, you still have a chance!"

Yan Lu:!!!

His eyes were blood red, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

At the same time, he was also constantly sending messages for help to Daxia officials.

"Ren Jie has already reached the Holy City, are you still turning a blind eye? Don't you understand the meaning of death and coldness?"

"If Ren Jie continues to kill, the holy spring given by God will definitely stop flowing. I can die, but once I die, the divine bridge will be broken, and divine punishment will definitely come!"

"At that time, everyone who drinks the holy medicine will bear the wrath of God, and the human race will lose the only way to suppress the death virus!"

"I dare to assert that if the church disappears, corpses will be everywhere in Daxia, and people will die in large numbers. At that time, it will be the real end of the human race!"

"You have no means to contain the Death Realm virus. If you want the human race to continue to exist, preserving the church is the only way you can go!"

"Ren Jie can not care about the life and death of people in the world! But you...can you not care about it too?"

"No time! Come on! Come on! Come on!"

And this is not the first time that Yan Lu has sent a request for help to Daxia officials.

At this moment...in Xia Jing's combat command room, information about the Holy City is being continuously sent over.

Long Jue looked at the real-time feed back on the battlefield, his fists clenched and his eyes bloodshot.

In his hand, he was holding the Great Xia Xin Wang Ling.

The entire token seemed to be made of blood. On top of the token, a wisp of fire burned quietly.

I saw Chen Muya rushing into the office anxiously: "The church has sent a request for help again. This is the content of the request for help. An ultimatum has been issued. Let's... cough cough cough..."

In the room, Zhou Ce, with his back against the wall, looked at the picture being sent back with a complicated expression.

"Old Long...the time is almost up, we can't...put it off any longer."

I saw Long Jue clutching the salary king's order tightly, with a ferocious look on his face.

"Are you taking the lives of all the people in the world to order Daxia?"

"To put it so bluntly, Yan Lu... was forced to have no other choice."

Looking at Ren Jie in the picture, looking at his empty heart, Long Jue's heart was also torn into pieces.

But finally he took a deep breath, raised his salary and Wang Ling said in a deep voice:

"Pass my order, Qi Da Xia Xin Wang Order!"

"Calling the Great Xia Defense Force, the Demon-Slaying Legion, the city defenders, the Demon-Suppressing Division, the Dragon Horns, the Triumphing Legion, and all the forces that can be mobilized now, to march out of the Holy City!"

"Inform all the powerful people in Daxia to go to the Holy City, suppress the devils, kill the human traitor Ren Jie, and encircle and suppress the hundred ghosts Yama!"

"Support the church, quell the rebellion, and ensure that the holy spring given by God is safe!"

"This battle is a matter of life and death for the human race. All participants must do their best and leave no room for error!"

"Those who disobey orders will be punished as treason and will forever lose their oath of fire!"

At this moment, Long Jue's words spread throughout Daxia through King Xin's order.

The commanders of all official departments in Daxia received the order, and a fire seal lit up on their hearts.

And the four powerful realms of Yun Tianyao, Wei Wuwang, Fang Zhou and Corpse Sewing Man were also ordered by King Xin at the same time.

Chen Muya stared at Long Jue blankly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Boss Long! Are you serious?"

"What did Ren Jie do wrong? Why did he treat him like this? This is obviously the church..."

Long Jue's eyes were red and he yelled at Chen Muya:

“Do it!”

Chen Muya gritted her teeth and threw the document in her hand to the ground!
Chapter completed!
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