Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Speech Spirit System

Chapter 141 The Dragon Slaying Necromancer

Noah touched the eyes around him, and felt that the hand that lifted the cloak on the girl's body was inexplicably heavy.

His throat was a little dry, and his ears were ringing, because it was obviously different from what he thought.The person standing in front of her is obviously a young and lively girl. Why do these people...why do these people look at her with disgust and fear in their eyes, as if they were looking at a strange person?
The Pope looked at the confused young swordsman, with three points of pity on his kind face: "Child, for a person like her who has been given the curse of darkness, she will not have other things in her life other than learning dark magic." Way out, unfortunately, she seems to have lied to you, because she is a genuine Necromancer."

The pope's words made Noah's mind roar, and he only felt like an incompetent weakling when he saw the girl's dark and quiet eyes.

"Your Majesty the Pope", Noah opened his mouth, his throat was a little dry, "Can I ask what you will do with her?"

The Messenger of Light replied word by word: "Young swordsman, necromancers are messengers of darkness, they will bring bad luck, according to the mission of the Church of Light, in order to maintain the safety of Westa Continent, of course we must the evils of the people, and shall be burned at the stake."

Noah's whole body stiffened. He wanted to make a few excuses, but the bound girl took the lead and said to him with a smile: "Okay, Noah, light and darkness are incompatible. It's my bad luck today that I got the Pope." Li, this has nothing to do with you. Just stop getting involved. Have you finished your work?"

Noah felt like a stone was blocked in his heart, unable to speak for a long time.

The Pope slightly raised his hand to signal the people on one side to take the girl away, he turned around and walked in front, and the group continued to walk to the carriage on the other side.

Just as the girl was about to be brought into the carriage, the sky at the gate of Xinglai Academy suddenly darkened, and a cold wind blew from a height, and the temperature in the air seemed to drop a few degrees.

Immediately after many people shouted, a huge black shadow soared from the sky and began to get closer and closer to the crowd on the ground.

"Dragon...Dragon! Dragon! Dragon! Dragon!"

The terrified voice stuck in the throat pierced the sky. This is the first time that the people of the Sita continent have seen this huge, powerful, ferocious and symbolic creature again after more than 700 years.

Everyone was trembling because of the majesty it came from. People widened their eyes in fear, watching this black dragon over a hundred meters swooping down and getting closer and closer to them.

——This is the black dragon Pastore.It has hundreds of meters of black meat wings on its back, like setting up a wide tent. The black scales on its body are like the oldest lines, shining with an extremely sharp luster. The ends of the strong and strong limbs are long and sharp. Its claws can brutally tear any prey without any difficulty.

"Black Dragon Pastore." The Pope's old face showed nostalgia. He looked at the huge figure that was almost swooping down from the ground, and finally took his hand as the Pope from the Lightbringer on the side. Staff.

The pope's scepter, inlaid with countless nuoda gemstone nuclei, which has been passed down from generation to generation, was lightly tapped on the ground, and in an instant, with it as the center, the bright array with white light and ancient patterns was finally displayed in front of everyone.

Later, when those who witnessed everything in front of Xinglai Academy today recalled this day, they all felt how shocking the power of the Supreme Pope of the Illuminati Church was.

It turns out that the attack power has always been ranked at the bottom of the magic system. It is called the light magic that can only be used for healing, but it is actually amazingly beautiful and powerful magic.

——Sita In 1446, Pope Harley Yi of the Illuminati Church died in a battle with the Black Dragon.

A month later.

This is the Old Duo City closest to the Magic Guild, and the largest tavern in the Old Duo City is full of people and extremely lively.

"Tsk! The Church of Light has no pope now, and its strength is much lower than that of the Magic Guild. It's no wonder that there are so many people coming to the old city. They all want to seek the guild's protection!"

I don't know whose voice sounded in the noisy tavern, and people's topics turned to this matter unconsciously.

Someone knocked on the table: "Now the Church of Light is very hostile to the Black Dragon Pastore. Twelve cardinals vowed to avenge the Pope and kill the Black Dragon. Tsk! That's the Black Dragon Pastore! Even The pope is buried under its claws, let alone the twelve cardinals?"

"Isn't there also Dean Huo Jia? Dean Huo Jia is the most powerful magician in the Sita Continent. He will definitely subdue the black dragon once he takes action!" Someone shouted loudly and intervened.

The person who spoke earlier sneered, "So what if it's the Great Magister Hoga? Do you know who sealed the black dragon Pastore for more than 700 years?"

"Who is it? Don't say anything halfway!" Someone booed.

The man said unhurriedly, "That's Yabu Fashen! Do you know the concept of Fashen?"

"I don't know." Someone admitted.

The man said arrogantly: "The God of Magic is the highest level of magic cultivation! Even the Great Magister Huo Jia cannot compare with him!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the whole tavern was in an uproar, everyone whispered to each other, with expressions of fear on their faces.

"If you say this, doesn't it mean that no one can subdue the black dragon? Do we have to wait to repeat the tragedy of the half-destroyed city of Madesa?"

I don't know who mentioned the city of Madesa, and the whole tavern suddenly fell silent.

Madesa City, the most prosperous city in Bikila in the past, has now become an abandoned city that has been mostly destroyed.Since King Senas moved the capital to Yuesha City next to the old city half a month ago, the once prosperous city of Madesa has fallen into decay.

Some people couldn't stand such quietness and said, "There must be a way! Didn't you say that Your Excellency the Sword God, Dolia Ser, is still alive? He is the only Sword God in the Sita Continent, and he must be able to slay dragons!"

"Hahaha! My God, look what I heard?"

"Dragon Slaying? Kid, do you know what you're talking about?"

"Even Yabu, the god of law, can only trap the black dragon, how dare you say dragon slaying!"

The sound of ridicule and sarcasm instantly resounded throughout the tavern, everyone laughed and shrugged their shoulders, as if they had heard an extremely ridiculous joke.

"Squeak-"

While the inside was in full swing, the door of the tavern was pushed open from the outside by someone stretching out his hand. Under the gaze of everyone, tall golden boots stepped into the door of the tavern. Immediately afterwards, behind him, a man in red The bright bishop in the robe followed.

The whole tavern fell silent suddenly.

(End of this chapter)