Carlo's body leaned forward and instantly crushed the carved door to the ground. His huge body could feel a sense of fear by just looking at it. Its body had completely covered the sky, the huge black wings were completely unfolded, and the entire castle was hidden in his shadow. His head was lowered, and finally he lay completely on the grass, with his tail waving casually in the air, bringing waves of sounds of breaking through the air, mixed with the chaos and noisy panic of humans around him. The black dragon's huge pupils slowly looked at the little dragon, making a dull sound from his throat, intersecting with the thunder in the sky.

Long Ming felt that he was gently rubbed by the big black dragon. He fell on the grass unsteadily. Karo's scales were extremely cold, rubbing against his body.

"It's okay, Carlo." Long Ming knew that the dragon was comforting him. He stood up and looked at Satan and Princess Yilu who were fainting. He felt a little impulsive, but he didn't regret it.

It is estimated that the people from the Temple of Light will come later. After all, in broad daylight, a dragon appeared in the center of the imperial capital. This news should be very shocked whether it is an ordinary person or the priest in the Temple of Light.

"Carlo, paw."

The black dragon obediently stretched out his claws.

"Please put Satan in your hands." Long Ming thought that this young master must not fall into the hands of the black-hearted couple anymore. When he walked to Yilu, his movements were less gentle and he threw them directly into the black dragon's claws.

"Let's go to the back mountain."

The black dragon whistled lowly and grabbed the little dragon in his hand. But in a moment, he rushed to the back mountain. Carlo saw Oreo at a glance. He leaned down, opened his mouth, and directly squirted a dragon breath on the magician who was fighting with Oreo.

Oreo quickly retreated to the black dragon, his eyes skipped over Xiaolong's body, and when he found no scars, his eyes bent slightly and he hugged Xiaolong down.

On the other side, the hot dragon flame attacked the three magicians in black robes with a destructive aura, forcing them to raise a protective cover.

"These magicians prepared an altar underground. I was accidentally discovered when I checked. There were five great magicians in total. I had already captured two of them, but unfortunately, they escaped." Oreo said at the end, his tone slightly cold.

"There are three more people." Oreo stroked his staff with his fingertips and looked at Carlo. "It's more useful to catch the living."

The three magicians wearing black masks obviously did not expect that a black dragon would break in.

They looked at each other and took out the teleportation scroll at the same time to tear it apart. They knew they could not beat it, but they wouldn't be so stupid.

Long Ming quickly shouted, "Wait a minute, think about it carefully, even if you escape, you will be chased by the Temple of Light. Moreover, Princess Yilu is so stupid, she will definitely betray you soon."

"It's better for you to confess and strive for leniency. As long as you give up the real mastermind behind it, I believe that the Temple of Light will leave room for you."

"Princess Yilu is very stupid. Don't believe her IQ."

Long Ming said it very seriously. He looked at the increasingly weak protective cover burned by the dragon flame and leaned against Carlo.

"Do you think we will believe it? Let me tell you the truth. We use pseudonyms." One of the magicians laughed strangely, full of mockery, "You can't catch me."

Long Ming looked at the magician covered in black and asked unexpectedly, "Are you from the Dark Holy See?"

The black magicians looked at each other, "No, you recognized the wrong person."

Long Ming nodded, "I understand, you are the dark magicians of the Dark Holy See."

The black magicians...

"Since you don't listen to good things, the Temple of Light is rich and humanitarian inquisitively interrogated you, I can only tell Felites that rats appeared in his dark vassal."

"We are not from the Dark Church." The black magicians said again.

"I said you are. I will write a letter to Mr. Felites after a while. At that time, the Temple of Light, the largest power of Azerick, and the Dark Church, will chase you together. I don't believe how long you can hide." Long Ming said this so rogue, but for their magicians who helped the evil, he didn't think he had done anything wrong.

"The Dark Holy See is not as easy to talk to as the Temple of Light. You should be careful of being made into a doll by Saint Bell." Long Ming deliberately scared them.

"Don't believe his words, let's go." The black magician shouted violently, tore the scroll apart and ran away. Unexpectedly, a fire of holy light came down and the scroll burned directly. The three black magicians were stunned.

"Where are you going to go?" Long Ming turned his head slightly at them, smiling with his eyes curled up. "Why give up and resist and follow Master Alan back."

A strange archbishop in the cardinal standing beside the priest Alan, with the bishop in a serious expression. The fire of the Holy Light just now was emitted by his staff. The Golden Knights divided into two teams to surround the group of black magicians, and the priests were on the periphery.

"Little devil, you're just delaying time!" One of the black magicians looked at Long Ming fiercely.

"If you are stupid, don't blame others for being smart. As a villain, you must have the awareness of a villain." Long Ming grinned, with a simple and harmless look on his face.

The black magicians were furious.

The Archbishop in Cardinal was an unexpectedly handsome man. He looked no bigger than Allen. He looked cold and wore a red bishop's robe. He was particularly eye-catching in the white clothes. He stood with the blonde Allen, which was very pleasing to the eye.

He stretched out his staff and pointed at the black magician opposite, saying that he followed the Dharma, and the holy light shone around him, "Cheng of God's Ray, Lock!"

The three black magicians immediately let out a fierce wail. Long Ming looked at the three black magicians who were tightly locked together by the white chain of holy light. They were so hot that they were screaming.

"Take it down." The Archbishop in Cardinal turned his head and said to the knight behind him.

"Where should I take it?" said one of the black magicians endured the burning pain.

The Archbishop in the Chronicle glanced at him coldly, and the thorny black magician's body shook.

"Of course it's the torture and interrogation room in the Tower of Judgment." The Archbishop in Cardinal said slowly.

"What, we are wronged. We are all using people's money to do things for others. Why should we enter the Tower of Judgment?" The black magician dissatisfied and protested strongly.

"Just be happy." The Archbishop of the Cardinal waved his hand, obviously not wanting to talk more, the Golden Knight pressed them out, followed by several escorted priests.

Now only Long Ming and the others are left and the people from the Temple of Light.

The Archbishop of the Cardinal looked up at Carlo, with his hands folded his sleeves, "I have heard from the pope about the Dragon Clan, but I don't know what happened today. The black dragon body has come out, which has caused great panic to the residents nearby. I hope you can explain it."

The mortal enemy, the Black Magician, disappeared, so the Archbishop naturally focused on the dragon clan.

Oreo smiled slightly, "Sir, why not go into the basement and take a look. I suspect that the Yilu and his wife hired the black magician to summon the evil god to come."

"Not only that, she was also involved in the cub trafficking case."

Allen was shocked, and even the Archbishop in Cardinal looked at him.

"Let's go." He stared at Oreo quietly, raised his foot and walked into the house.

Allen came back to his senses and hurriedly followed in. After a while, he came back. He frowned and looked at the Golden Knight, "Everyone, what are you doing?"

What are the Golden Knights doing? Of course they are sucking dragons in the clouds. Although they can only look at and not touch them, they are satisfied.

It is a black dragon that shows its true nature. It is powerful, mysterious, cold, powerful and arrogant. Even the eyes are not despised to look at them.

The hearts of many knights were boiling, and their eyes were shining at Carlo, unable to move even their steps.

Alan covered his face and couldn't help but give them a big chant.

The Golden Knights woke up.

Just as Carlo was annoyed by the eyes of these knights, he turned back into a human form, and he was holding the young master Satan and the Princess Ilu in his hand.

"For you, she is the suspect." Carlo gave Yilu to the Knights with a cold face.

The Golden Knight took it over with a panic.

Long Ming followed Oreo into the basement.

Carlo held the young master.

The entrance to the basement was violently destroyed by Oreo, and the big hole was broken. Long Ming walked downstairs on the wooden ladder and smelled a strange fragrance. The basement was brightly lit and grease lamps were burning.

As soon as Long Ming stood firm, he saw the most conspicuous altar. The altar was very dilapidated and dark moss was on it. The circular altar was carved with twisted and strange patterns. A scarlet eye was tightly closed in the middle of the altar, and the carvings were lifelike, as if it would open the next moment.

“Utosas.”

Long Ming murmured to himself, he had a premonition that when this eye was opened, it was when Utosas woke up.

The Archbishop of the Chronicle looked at Xiaolong and bent down slightly, "Do you know the real name of this evil god?"

"I know, the Yilu and his wife are still preparing to sacrifice their son to him, and they fantasize about Utosas coming to Azerik again." Long Ming touched the altar, tried his best to pick out a stone, destroying the overall pattern.

"They think it's pretty." Long Ming sneered.

Oreo frowned slightly and thought carefully about it, "Utosas... seems to be a high-level god in the evil god camp. According to legend, he has a sickle that can harvest life at will. He has a violent and impermanent personality and is a dangerous evil god."

Alan took a step forward, feeling that the eyes on the altar seemed to have opened slightly, and his heart sank, "You can't let this evil god wake up, let alone resurrect him through the bodies of others, even if it's just the consciousness that comes to Azerik."

The Archbishop in Cardinal looked at the young master in Carlo's arms.

"Satan is innocent, he knows nothing." Long Ming walked to Carlo, worried that the people in the Temple of Light would be prejudiced against this young master.

"I think we should find all the masterminds first. Mrs. Ilu's husband, President Rodney, has not returned yet. Maybe the Temple of Light can send a wanted order to hunt him down." Oreo appropriately changed the topic.

"As for the young master Satan, he is still young and gets along well with Xiaolong, how about letting him be with Xiaolong for the time being?"

Priest Alan glanced at the Archbishop in Red.

The handsome cardinal archbishop finally nodded, "Then do it like this."

Long Ming felt relieved.

Only then did he have time to observe outside the altar. As he looked, his fists couldn't help but become hard again.

Because he saw a lot of glands of fluffy cubs, soaked in glass bottles.

Long Ming now doubts whether the perfumer mentioned by the Lone Wolf Mercenary Group was pretending to be among the group of people who had just been arrested.

Long Ming scolded them hard in his heart without doing all the serious things.

"The things in this castle will be taken over by the Temple of Light for the time being. After the matter is found out, we will hand them over to the young master intact." The Archbishop of the Cardinal glanced at the dirty basement and said.

"Then I'll bother the Bishop." Oreo smiled slightly.

"It's nothing. It's our responsibility to fight against evil. This incident is very bad. We will explain it to the Pope in all aspects." The Archbishop in Cardinal nodded and turned around and left.

"Then let's go back too." Oreo looked at Xiaolong.

"Um."

Long Ming was worried about how to tell the young master the truth.

It was not until the evening that the young master woke up.
To be continued...