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Chapter 3321

The first is to take the opportunity to kill the annoying Chen Feiyu, and the second is to deal with the thousand-year-old enemy "Dark World".

According to the reports from his men, the original plan was going perfectly according to his vision. There were people who wanted to kill Chen Feiyu, and there were also strong men who wanted to break into the Blood Palace in the Alps.

However, a sudden news came and Chen Feiyu's location was leaked, which caused most of the powerful people to turn their attention to Chen Feiyu and snipe Chen Feiyu one after another.

As a result, there are only a few strong people who can break into the Blood Palace of the "Dark World".

"It seems that the 'Dark World' is not a fuel-efficient lamp. It knows how to use Chen Feiyu to divert attention. If Chen Feiyu can die here, it can be regarded as eliminating a serious problem.

As for the 'dark world', I have other ways to destroy them, and the world will eventually get rid of darkness and usher in eternal light!"

The Pope slowly opened his eyes, and a light seemed to flash in his eyes.

Suddenly, he frowned slightly, as if he noticed something unusual happening outside.

The next moment, the door of the church was pushed open violently. Holding the brocade box in hand, Sharma hurriedly rushed in and ran towards the Pope. There was a look of panic and sadness on her delicate and pretty face, as if she had encountered the Pope.

Extremely scary and extremely sad things.

A group of clerics stopped Sharma one after another.

Sharma said anxiously: "Pope, something bad has happened..."

The Pope turned around and looked at Sharma, and then at the brocade box in Sharma's hand. An ominous premonition arose in his heart. He waved his hand to let the clergy go, frowning and saying: "Aren't you following Pan?"

Did you go to Ferland City with Dieter? Now you come back alone and you don’t see Pandit. What happened?”

Sharma walked quickly to the Pope, as if his mind had been greatly shocked, his slender shoulders trembled slightly, and he said with a sad expression: "The Pope, my master... he... he was killed by Chen Feiyu."

After she finished speaking, she couldn't help sobbing miserably, which made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears.

If Chen Feiyu and Song Xuan saw it, they would definitely give a thumbs up and praise Sharma's acting skills.

"Huh?" Pope Golden frowned and asked: "Aren't you checking Chen Feiyu's situation from a distance? You actually handed over your hand and was killed by Chen Feiyu. Why didn't Chen Feiyu kill you?"

To him, Pandit is just a passerby, and he will die if he dies. On the contrary, the battle between Pandit and Chen Feiyu must have consumed a lot of Chen Feiyu's energy, which is great news for him.

"Chen Feiyu asked me... asked me to hand over this brocade box to the Pope. He said it was a gift for the Pope, so he didn't kill me." Sharma handed the brocade box over calmly, feeling extremely nervous.

Golden did not reach out to take it, but asked: "What is this?"

Sharma had already learned from Song Xuan that the box contained most likely Ma Qi's head. If he told it directly, the Pope would definitely be so shocked that he would immediately take away the box.

But...but Chen Feiyu never told her that the box must be Ma Qi's head!

She secretly gritted her teeth and pretended that she had never met Song Xuan. She shook her head and said, "I don't know either. Chen Feiyu only said that the things in the box originally belonged to the Holy See, and now they have returned to their original owners."

Golden was secretly surprised and winked at a clergyman on his left.

The man understood, walked to Sharma, took the box over, and reached out to open it.

Sharma was suddenly shocked. If someone else opened it, the secrets inside the box would be exposed, and there would be no way to deal with the Pope.

But if she spoke out to stop him, the Pope would definitely find out something was wrong, and she would most likely be in danger!

Immediately, Sharma lowered his head and endured without making a sound to stop him.

The cleric opened the brocade box, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he said in horror: "It's... the head of Mr. March..."
Chapter completed!
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