"However, knights! What do you hold with your right hand?" Van Hessing continued to shout.

"It's a short knife and poison!"

"However, knights! What do you hold with your left hand? Van Helsing asked the second question.

"Thirty silver coins and straw ropes!"

Van Helsing took a deep breath and asked finally.

"How many knights! What are you?"

“We are both apostles and not apostles!

Be both a believer and not a believer!

Be both a believer and not a believer!

Wave a short knife in the dark!

Put poison in supper!

We only worship one thing,

I beg the Lord for the kindness!

Just bow down and try all those who are against the Lord!

Turn into a dead soldier!!"

The Templars' voices were extremely neat, and the vast and firm declarations resounded in everyone's ears. They looked at the Templars around them, and their pious faith infected everyone.

The shock in everyone's heart is difficult to dissipate for a long time, and the golden barrier is also perfected and condensed in this question and answer bit by bit.

The Templars' voices continued, becoming more and more determined.

"We are the Dead!

For the Dead!

We are assassins!

For the Templar!

Whenever the time comes, throw thirty silver coins into the God's Hall.

Hang on a straw rope!

Then we can form a disciple and go to hell together!

Team up

I just wish to fight in hell for 7.45,926 evil ghosts!

Until the day of judgment!”

"They will have no one to rely on."

Van Helsing grabbed the cross on his chest and murmured softly.

“Amen…”
Chapter completed!