The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1748 The arrival of the cold sun
"Your Majesty is wise, I will make arrangements right away. Please consider the vacancy vacated by the Archbishop as soon as possible."

"I got it, go ahead." Glio suddenly calmed down and waved his hand.

"Your Majesty, I take my leave." Barnard bowed and retreated.

The Pope clasped his hands behind his back, and the light in his deep eyes flashed like the brilliant Milky Way in the universe.

Dark dungeon.

Just when Ye Feng was having a drink with all the dark races, a servant hurriedly came to report that Pope Glio was leading an army to conquer the Dark Alliance in one fell swoop.

After listening to the servant's report, Ye Feng sneered and said: "The main show is finally about to begin. Your Excellency, Great Elder, go and prepare."

"Yes." Essex smiled solemnly.

Ye Feng drank the red wine in one gulp and thought to himself: It's time to give the Dragon Shield Bureau a break and let that guy come to help.

At night, there is a deserted beach somewhere in the West Coast Channel.

Many small sand crabs roared in circles and ran rampant on the empty beach.

There are also a few silly big turtles, as if they are taking a walk at night, moving slowly, leisurely and contentedly.

Suddenly, a strange mess of light flashed across the sky, and at some point, there was a dark shadow on the beach, standing motionless.

As if sensing that these dark shadows were too dangerous, the sand crabs spit out foam and quickly crawled away. The slow turtles seemed to have become much more agile in their hands and feet and quickly crawled back into the sea.

"Lord Leader, is the time wrong?"

"That's right. Just wait a moment. The sea is rough and the ship may be delayed."

"Yes."

These black figures are Ye Feng and the Thirteenth Vampire Prince.

The waiting time is always boring. Ye Feng clasped his hands behind his back and looked at the dark infinite sea, his thoughts far away.

While in a trance, Prince Fred whispered: "Your Excellency, the leader of the alliance is here."

Ye Feng looked carefully. On the sea not far away, the tiny figure of a yacht was floating feebly in the undulating waves.

Ye Feng raised his hand, and a small but extremely bright line of fire shot into the air from his index finger, and then exploded, forming countless flying fire snakes, like brilliant fireworks.

Suddenly a strange black light flashed on the yacht, shooting towards the beach like lightning.

The vampires only felt the light and shadow in front of them move, and there was already a ghostly black shadow in front of them, and their whole bodies were shrouded in pitch-black robes.

A terrible murderous aura suddenly surged on the beach, like a biting cold air, making the vampires freeze.

Ye Feng took two steps forward and said with a smile, "We meet again."

Hanyang just nodded slightly, looking cold and arrogant.

The vampires looked at each other in shock.

What surprised them was how rude the other party was to the leader of the alliance.

What is the origin of this terrible guy?
Ye Feng smiled nonchalantly: "This operation is of great concern. I hope we can work together."

Hanyang still just nodded slightly, filled with murderous aura, even the beach began to freeze.

Ye Feng continued: "Let me introduce to you, the thirteen people behind me are the princes of the thirteen vampire clans."

Hanyang didn't even look at it, just snorted coldly, as if the thirteen vampire princes were just dispensable air.

Such disdain made the thirteen vampire princes' faces turn from livid to bright red, obviously very angry at Han Yang's disdain.

You know, vampires are also arrogant, how can they tolerate the contempt of others.

It is estimated that if Ye Feng hadn't been here to control them, the vampire princes would have attacked Han Yang.

Of course, whether they are Han Yang's opponents is another matter.

Ye Feng smiled bitterly in his heart and said to the princes: "His name is Han Yang. His strength is not inferior to mine, but his temper is a bit weird." The vampires looked at each other, maintaining their arrogance just like Han Yang.

"Tomorrow will be the decisive battle. Let's go back and prepare." After Ye Feng finished speaking, he turned into an afterimage and disappeared.

Hanyang turned into a black shadow and followed behind Ye Feng.

The vampire princes turned into bats and escaped into the air.

The beach, which was originally bitterly cold and murderous, instantly regained its calm and tranquility.

The leisurely turtles crawled out again, and the domineering sand crabs began to spit foam again.

Papal Palace.

Barnard came in a hurry, his face changing complicatedly, it was hard to tell whether he was happy or shocked.

"Barnard, what happened again?" Glio frowned slightly.

"Your Majesty, we have just received top-secret information. The identity of the new leader of the Dark Alliance has been found out," Barnard replied.

"who is it?"

"That's the Chinese guy." Barnard still had disbelief on his face.

"What!? How is this possible!?" Glio was also shocked.

"Your Majesty, the information is absolutely true and cannot be wrong." Barnard was very confident in the information he had obtained.

"Oh God, this world is so crazy. Are the despicable dark races crazy!?" Glio's expression changed strangely.

"What other information?"

"The Dark Alliance has mobilized its forces and is waiting for us in England. Your Majesty, do you want to put the trip to England on hold while we take a look at the situation?" Barnard was worried for no reason.

"No!" Glio waved his hand and said firmly, "I am confident that no matter how strong the enemy is, I can defeat them."

"Your Majesty is wise!" Barnard looked at the confident and determined Glio and admired him sincerely.

Dark dungeon, council hall.

The elites of the three dark races, vampires, orcs and wizards, gathered together.

Almost every leader of the dark race is there, and they look excited and excited.

However, a mysterious and terrifying existence makes every dark race feel a thorn in their backs.

This terrifying existence is Han Yang.

Seeing the dark races discussing something together in low voices, he just buried his head in his black robe and sat quietly.

The terrifying murderous aura was emitted invisibly, and no dark race dared to come within three meters of him.

Only Essex looked at Han Yang with interest, as if he wanted to dig out some secrets of this terrible Chinese man.

At this moment, Ye Feng walked in slowly and said with a smile, "Everyone is in a good mood."

"Lord Leader!" When the dark races saw Ye Feng coming in, they did not dare to neglect and stood up to salute.

Only Han Yang still sat motionless, as if he hadn't seen Ye Feng.

This move made the dark races feel very unhappy.

Ye Feng didn't take it seriously and sat down on the main seat. At the same time, he waved his hand for the dark races to sit down.

"The battle is about to begin, are you ready?"

"Lord Leader, we, the dark race, are all ready." Essex said with high spirits, "As long as you give the order, we will fight the Holy See to the bitter end!"

"Very good." Ye Feng smiled and nodded.

(End of this chapter)