Super God: Silver super template, the queen is numb

After drinking it, the physical fitness will be improved, and the mental state will also be improved, with an effect similar to that of the God Potion.

However, the scope of the God Potion is limited to the semi-professional level and below, while [Supernatural Blood] can improve a whole stage to the super god level.

After a while, Li Ang slightly adjusted his physical condition and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a noisy sound outside the church and the sound of a girl crying and begging.

"Save me..."

"Let her go!"

"Woo woo...".

Accompanied by the girl's shrill screams, a tall and thin figure quickly passed by, smashed the window glass, jumped in from the second floor, and landed steadily beside Li Ang~.

"Who are you?"

Li Ang frowned and took a step back vigilantly-.

The tall and thin figure was wearing a black robe and a hood. There was a faint smell of decay all over his body. His arms, waist and thighs were covered with blue veins, which obviously contained great strength.

"Hello, I am Marcus Orland, the Black Iron Councillor. You can call me 'Marcus'."

The tall and thin figure took off his hood, revealing a withered and bloodless face, with sunken eyes, black eye sockets, purple lips, and loose and stiff muscles on his body, like an old man in his twilight years.

This appearance really cannot be associated with the Black Iron Councillor. Instead, it looks like an evil spirit wizard crawling out of the grave, or even a vampire prince.

However, although he looks like a living dead, this shriveled and skinny body contains amazing vitality.

"Black Iron Councillor?"

Leon observed Marcus carefully and couldn't help but complain: "I don't know which galaxy you came from.

Why, do you want to make trouble for me?"

"Sorry, I don't mean any harm."

Marcus said bitterly: "I just hope you can do one thing for me. If you agree, I am willing to pay any price."

"Are you threatening me?"

Leon's tone was cold, and he slowly raised his right fist. The knuckle bones crackled and made a crisp and pleasant friction sound.

"No, no, no, please believe my sincerity." Marcus hurriedly explained: "I really want to trade with you."

Leon snorted coldly and ignored him.

"I know you don't believe me, and you even hate me, thinking I'm a spy sent by an evil organization."

Marcus murmured in a self-deprecating tone, "But you don't understand the situation. In fact, I took the initiative to find you this time, and it has nothing to do with the cultists."

"Oh?"

Leon was surprised and said, "What does this mean?"

"This world has become hell, and the so-called Holy Mountain of Light is also a product of the rule of the devil."

Marcus said in a deep voice: "Our enemies are demons and cultists. We need allies to resist the invasion of demons.

If you are willing to join us, we can share resources and fight against demons together.

As long as you nod, I can guarantee your safety and will never hurt you. "

"Hehe."

Leon shook his head and said sarcastically: "Is your world governed by the Holy Mountain of Light? Isn't the Holy Mountain of Light a lackey of your demons?"

"I can tell you some information."

Marcus said solemnly: "Our Pope of Light is Emma, ​​the Mother of Darkness, a disciple of Vladimir, and she is our leader."

"Are you sure?" Leon asked suspiciously.

"Do you think I will lie to you?"

Marcus said calmly: "Emma, ​​Vladimir is a powerful warrior who once led the Knights Templar to participate in the war more than 3,000 years ago.

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Killed millions of abyss demons and established the Empire of Light."

"So what? ”

Leon sneered: "Don't forget, the Holy Mountain of Light is a lackey of the cult, Emma, ​​Vladimir is also a lackey of the evil organization, why should I believe you?

And... why should I cooperate with you?"

"Of course there is a way to make you believe."

Marcus took out a badge and handed it to Leon, "Take it, go to the town in the south, find a merchant named Nicotine, he will give you what you want."

... . .......

"What is this?"

Leon glanced at the badge, which was printed with a lifelike dragon pattern and a simple and rough shape.

"A golden dragon emblem." Marcus said lightly: "This is a gift from Nicotine to me, you can give it to any other powerful person."

"Golden dragon emblem? You still have this thing?"

Leon asked in astonishment: "How did you get it? "

Marcus was silent for a while, and said hoarsely: "We didn't know the existence of the Golden Dragon Emblem at first.

Until one day, the Black Iron Council summoned the heads of various branches to hold a grand celebration in the parliament, and I was invited to the scene as a new member.

Only then did I know that there was a great golden dragon standing behind the Black Iron Council. "

"What did you say? !"

Leon's eyes widened, looking at Marcus in disbelief: "Golden dragon?

You mean, a pure-blooded golden dragon? !"

"Yes."

Marcus nodded, "I and a few little guys hid in the shadows and overheard the secret talks between the members. We learned that the golden dragon had surrendered to the evil organization.