Divine Flame Crystal

Chapter 325 The Pope is Angry, Xingluo is Dangerous

Xi was a little angry at this time. He squinted his eyes and glanced at Xingluo. This time he did not jump into Xingluo's arms but found a comfortable place to curl up and fall asleep. Xingluo wanted to say something but had to give up. Although he did not do anything just now, he did not know why he always felt sorry for Xi. This strange feeling was like when he went out to play and met a stray cat. He subconsciously picked it up and touched it. After returning home, the smell was discovered by his own cat, and then it angrily left him, the owner, aside.

Xingluo had no choice but to let the other party do as it was. He originally wanted to ask Xi something, but after such a commotion, he had to put it aside for the time being.

After Xingluo left, Xi opened his eyes, looked in the direction where Xingluo left, then jumped onto Xingluo's bed, curled up into a ball and continued to sleep.

After Xingluo came out, he found the old man in the shadow. The old man looked at Xingluo with surprise and said, "You are still alive. I was not mistaken."

Xingluo looked at the old man without saying anything, trying to see something in his eyes, but there was nothing. The other party was probably also a killer, at least when he was young, he managed his emotions very well, and even his eyes were just right.

Xingluo has already mobilized the Yueyun Intelligence Organization for this matter, but failed to find out that the other party had hidden their identity, so he had to give up. He did not come here to seek revenge on the Shadow Organization this time, he just came to get back the reward that should have been given to him two years ago.

The old man had prepared it two years ago, but he had never received any news from Tong, so the reward had not been given to Xingluo until today. "This is the magic core, and your promotion to Phantom Killer. I was originally applying for Shadow Killer for you, but although the target this time is the Grand Mage, I have no corresponding record before, and I have always kept a low profile and hidden my identity. My strength is unknown, so this is the only way. I hope you don't mind. Next time, I will help you talk to the organization more."

Xingluo waved his hand, interrupting the old shadow who was about to explain. He knew that promotion in the organization not only depended on strength but also years of service. The organization had tried its best to increase his promotion speed and ignored the years of service. However, Shadow was the real high-level person in the organization, someone who could give advice on the future development direction of the organization and influence some decisions of the organization. Not only did he need to have super strength, but he also had to be absolutely loyal to the organization and even have a blood connection. He couldn't do all these yet and was already very satisfied with being a phantom for the time being.

Xingluo nodded: "Forget about this matter. I hope that the organization will investigate more carefully when there are missions in the future."

Xingluo didn't want to say more, so he turned around and left. For the Phantom Killer, missions were something that he could accept or not, unless it was a mission assigned by the Shadow Lord himself. In this case, he was relatively free because the Shadow Lord did not easily give out missions, and no one had been heard of accepting a mission from the Shadow Lord for several years.

After Xingluo left, the old shadow man breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that the other party had grown to the point where he felt threatened in such a short period of time. He still underestimated this killer named Tong, who could even kill a dismemberment magician at the grand mage level. When he learned that the dismemberment magician was dead, he sent people to clean up the scene, only to find that the other party was not a mage at all. This level of destruction could only be caused by the power of a grand mage. He thought Tong was dead at the time, but when he saw the tragic state of the dismemberment magician's body being cut, he knew that Tong was not dead, and that his strength was enough to kill a grand mage, but he should be seriously injured, because one person could not bleed so much. He subconsciously collected the blood at the scene. Xingluo was really seriously injured this time, otherwise he would not have been able to even destroy the scene.

Tiffany seemed to be quite busy these days, even leaving the Fallen God Empire. The Moonfall Organization naturally knew this intelligence, but Mo ignored it. After all, the other party was one of the earliest members of the team, and giving these people freedom was his little right. Of course, if the intelligence found any threat to the mercenary group or the Starfall Territory, he would also attach great importance to it, even if it was a member of their five-member founding team.

As soon as Xingluo had some free time, he was called away by the Inquisition. One of the giants of the Inquisition looked at Xingluo. William, who was dressed in black, looked a little serious in this dim Inquisition. He was tall and burly. He looked at Xingluo as if he was examining him. Today's William was less mysterious but more majestic.

When William saw Xingluo coming, he adjusted his black wide-brimmed hat with his hand, revealing his deep and sharp eyes. His resolute face seemed a little tired, but his sharp eyes were already looking at Xingluo.

The black robe was wrinkle-free. The pattern of the exquisite silver-white cross embroidered on it seemed to be the only bright spot in the dim room. It flashed a dazzling light in the darkness. Xingluo felt a little blinded when she saw it. This was a cross that symbolized glory and justice. Justice? Xingluo couldn't help but curl his lips.

The two were silent for a long time, as if they were observing each other. Xingluo wanted to know the other party's purpose in calling him, while the other party seemed to want to see through Xingluo, the human who single-handedly hindered the missionary work of the Church of Light. However, the other party did not stand up to openly oppose the Church of Light, nor had he heard that the other party did not believe in the God of Light. After all, divine arts cannot be faked, and if there is no belief in the God of Light, then the light on the body that represents the divine art of light would not be so pure and bright. However, after the other party became the cardinal of the empire, he did not seem to care about spreading the faith in the God of Light, and even handed this great task to a priest.

The second time, the other party also wanted to help the poor and civilians. Not only did the Holy See of Light fail to gain a large number of devout believers, but it also caused the loss of previous believers. All of this was caused by the young magician in front of him. The giant of the Inquisition watched for a long time and did not find any clues. "Xingluo, do you know that the Pope is very angry?"

Xingluo was stunned. Although he knew that this incident would have certain negative impacts on the Holy See of Light, he did not expect the other party to be so direct. However, he changed his mind and decided to express his thoughts, so he said directly: "Are you angry? I don't know if there is anything I can do for you. Lord William, please just tell me." Xingluo asked with some confusion.

William didn't seem to be good at this kind of temptation. He used to be straightforward. Anyone who felt guilty would fall to the ground devoutly and confess to him. He would even tell him about the time he peeked at the girl next door taking a bath when he was a child. But the other party, if I remembered correctly, was seeing him for the second time. Not only did he not cry and confess, but his expression was abnormally calm. Was the other party really a believer of the God of Light? This time he used his divine power, but the light around Xingluo was so dazzling. Although the amount was not much, this light was the light that only devout believers would emit. In his eyes, this light was justice.