Chapter 589 Illuminati and the Holy See
"Anti-equipment firearms? Of the five transformation realms, the worst ones all have peak internal strength..."
"It seems that you came prepared, otherwise you wouldn't have brought this kind of equipment."
Feng Liu glanced at everyone, his tone was relaxed, and he didn't take these people seriously at all.
"However, these people alone may not be enough, right?"
Sauron is a powerful man with a well-known reputation internationally.
But it would be nonsense to deal with Fengliu.
Since his debut, Fengliu has continuously killed Transformation Realm, Extreme Realm, and half-step to the worldly immortal.
With Sauron in the extreme realm in front of him and the five transformation realms, Fengliu can only use two more swords at most.
"Mr. Feng is the first grandmaster of the Dragon Kingdom. If I am not fully prepared, how can I dare to provoke you?"
Zoro shook his head and smiled.
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and powerful bald black man walked out quietly.
His muscles were taut, like an indestructible steel tower.
Another giant of the Illuminati, Batuu.
"not enough."
Facing the two new Illuminati giants, Feng Liu still smiled lightly.
"God is with me……"
A melodious song sounded.
Then, a white-haired old man dressed as a missionary came from not far away.
Wearing a purple robe decorated with ornate gold embroidery.
The patterns on the robe are delicate and exquisite, showing an ancient and mysterious beauty.
His face is solemn and profound, and his eyes are piercing, revealing wisdom and determination.
He held a thick ancient book in his hand, exuding a strong aura of holiness.
It's as if his presence can cleanse people's hearts and drive away evil.
Feng Liu raised his eyebrows. This Lao Deng was the highest-ranking purple-robed archbishop in the Holy See, York!
"Feng Liu, we finally meet."
A cold voice came.
Looking up, the space at the source of the sound was stirring, twisting and changing, as if it was being torn apart.
As the distorted space gradually returned to stability, a thin figure emerged from it.
This man was wrapped in a black robe.
The cheeks are thin and pale, and the eye sockets are sunken, looking particularly gloomy and chilling.
Hades!
The vice-president of the Illuminati and the most capable subordinate around Zeus.
Has always managed the Illuminati on behalf of Zeus.
Originally, he was supposed to be helping Zeus catch wild boars in the southwestern mountains of the Dragon Kingdom.
But this time the Holy See and the Illuminati come together, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Zeus asked him to come forward and join forces to defeat Fengliu in one fell swoop.
"When did the Illuminati and the Holy See collude?"
Surrounded by four extreme warriors and more than a dozen anti-equipment firearms, Feng Liu seemed not to care at all and still had time to ask.
"Mr. Feng, I am not really here to tell the difference between life and death. In our realm, everyone sits on their own side and enjoys the worship of countless people. Why should we fight to the death again?"
Archbishop York in purple spoke slowly.
"Oh?"
Feng Liu pretended to be surprised and said: "In that case, I'm surprised. Why don't you just stay in the Holy See? Why do you want to die in the Dragon Kingdom?"
York was not angry, and said quietly: "The Dragon Emperor's Tomb is about to be opened, and everyone wants a piece of the pie. I'm not here to fight for life or death. I only need Mr. Feng's promise."
"When the Dragon King's Tomb is opened, just let me and a few members of the Holy See enter it and participate in the fight. If you agree, I will leave immediately and will never participate in this siege."
As soon as York said this, Sauron, Batu and others all changed their expressions at the same time.
Although they were confident of encircling Fengliu, York was second only to Hades.
If we leave, it may be difficult for the remaining people to close the flow.
Even if Fengliu could be killed, he would suffer heavy losses.
"Let me tell you, how can a mere repair potion possibly impress the purple-robed archbishop of the Holy See?"
Feng Liu said lightly.
"Haha, my followers of the Holy See are spread all over the world, and money is just a number. How can it drive me?"
York shook his head.
