Chapter 171 The Blood of the Blood Tyrant
After hearing Quina's ridicule, Ratzinger remained expressionless.
"You'd better reflect on it."
Blood spewed out from his body, turned into a spear, pierced Quina's entire body, and pinned him to the ground.
After doing all this, Ratzinger turned around and walked towards Lorne.
"What a terrifying power." Lorne exhaled. After Ratzinger's transformation, both speed and strength have improved to a higher level. Moreover, this is his "80%\
,"In other words, is there still 100%, or even more?
It's really interesting, Lorne licked his lips, how many such powerful people are hidden in this sea?
"Even facing me like this? Don't you feel scared?" Ratzinger suddenly stopped, looked at Lorne, and said calmly.
Those eyes reminded him of some unpleasant memories.
That day, the man named Caesar stepped on his head and looked at him with contempt in this same way.
then,
Invincible!
"If you bow your head in the face of a strong man." Lorne said lightly.
"Then what about conquest?"
I won't bow my head anymore, Lorne clenched his fists secretly.
I swear it!
"Very similar, really similar!" Ratzinger suddenly sneered after seeing Lorne like this.
"As expected of Caesar's son." Ratzinger looked cold and looked at Lorne coldly.
"It's really carved out of the same mold, so annoying."
Countless blood shot out from Ratzinger's body, turned into spikes and shot towards Lorne.
"Huh?" Lorne didn't react for a moment, and he was crucified in place.
Can't move.
Ratzinger walked over step by step, like strolling in a garden. He walked up to Lorne and gently lifted Lorne's chin.
Said coldly.
"Exactly the same as Caesar. It makes people feel disgusting."
The young man in front of him was obviously about to lose, but he was still so calm. This made Ratzinger very uncomfortable.
"It's just the howling of a defeated dog."
In desperation, Lorne still said calmly. There was an unconcealable contempt in his eyes.
"Defeated dog?" Ratzinger yelled angrily. He grabbed the collar of Lorne's black cloak with one hand and lifted him up.
The blood turned into chains and entangled Lorne. With 80% power, Ratzinger's power had completely suppressed Lorne, and he was unable to resist at all.
"You have to figure out who is the loser now!"
"You keep saying that you hate my father, and every time you mention my father, you are full of disdain."
Lorne, who was lifted up, looked down at Ratzinger and said with disdain.
"Then why don't you seek revenge on him?"
"Hiding here and howling, isn't it a defeated dog?!"
"revenge?"
A blood thorn emerged from Ratzinger's body, directly piercing Lorne's chest.
"Killing his only son? Isn't that considered revenge?"
"puff!"
Lorne spat out a mouthful of blood, but there was no trace of pain on his face.
He still said calmly.
"Do ants only get angry?"
"Ants?" These two words seemed to touch Ratzinger's nerves, he said angrily.
Countless blood thorns came out of his body and stabbed at Lorne.
Puff puff! Numerous blood thorns pierced Lorne's body.
"Who do you call an ant!"
Ratzinger said coldly. A punch aimed at Lorne's head and hit it.
It directly smashed the blood chain that bound Lorne and sent him flying.
"Hahahaha, that's it!"
Lorne, who was knocked into the air, rolled a few times, then struggled to get up, his face still full of sarcasm.
"Let me see the anger of the defeated dog!"
Lorne stood on the ground, his whole body was covered with scars, with countless small holes pierced by blood stabs, and blood flowed out from the holes, but he didn't know the pain.
Lorne slowly stretched out his hand to Ratzinger, and gave him a middle finger.
"Suicide!"
At this time, Ratzinger could see that Lorne had already understood the strength gap between the two sides, and had given up resisting and tried his best to provoke him.
But what is this asking for?
Want to die?
Or something else?
Ratzinger didn't know, but he had successfully been irritated by Lorne.
My decades of self-cultivation are of no use at all when facing Lorne, the evil son of the Vinhill family.
But as if remembering something, he sneered at Lorne.
"You're going to die anyway, so let me tell you something."
"oh?"
Lorne was a little dazed. He didn't know what Ratzinger wanted to tell him.
"Before that."
As if afraid of being overheard, Ratzinger snapped his fingers.
The blood formed a hemisphere, covering Lorne and Ratzinger inside and isolating them from the outside world.
"Do you know why your Vinhill family was expelled from Mary Gioia?"
Only then did Ratzinger speak.
"Um?"
Lorne subconsciously replied that he really didn't know this.
Everyone told themselves that their father, Caesar, did something more than ten years ago.
He offended the Celestial Dragons and was expelled from Mary Joa.
But no one told himself what that thing was.
After Lorne established his power, he also investigated, but unfortunately the answer he got was blank.
As if it had been erased.
"Hahahaha, it seems that you don't know." Ratzinger laughed when he saw Lorne's blank face.
"But I don't want to tell you."
"Guess for yourself!"
This was the first time Ratzinger felt so happy. This kind of feeling of playing opponents is really cool!
"You bastard!"
Lorne said sharply, this feeling of being hung up on people's appetite is very uncomfortable.
"It's pathetic to see you like this."
Ratzinger appeared in front of Lorne in an instant, grabbed the latter by the neckline, and lifted him up again.
"As a son, he doesn't know anything about his father's past! How sad!"
Ratzinger said pitifully.
"Then I'll be merciful and tell you a little about Caesar."
Ratzinger brought Lorne in front of him, and said with some ferocity.
"Do you know what Caesar's nickname is?"
"Blood tyrant, right?"
Lorne didn't say a word, but Ratzinger seemed to be a little excited.
"Then do you know the origin of his title?"
"That bloody night twenty years ago. Caesar made a brutal surprise in Balaam and killed the previous Pope."
"Blood dyed Balaam red, so that day is called Bloody Night."
"Then I turned the tide and drove him out."
"That's what the story says."
Ratzinger seemed to remember something, and said with some aftertaste.
"However, this is just a story."
"Caesar, at the beginning, he just played an insignificant passerby."
"And there is only one thing that really happened in the bloody night!"
Ratzinger pointed to the suppressed Quina.
"That's the war between me and Quina!"
"The war between the vice-pope and the first seat of the ten knights of glory for the position of the pope!"
