The Arrival of Elves: A laboratory was blown up at the beginning

Su Liang looked up and saw that there were very common cold white walls outside, and a light gray floor on the ground. It was hard to tell what the material was, and it looked like natural stone. On both sides were rooms with closed doors. , the whole environment makes people feel very serious.

Will walked out first. Su Liang looked around and noticed that there was no scanning machine here. He quietly activated the power of the waveguide and stepped out of the elevator.

"These rooms are full of surveillance cameras. It's not easy to hide people. We have to look for them again."

Su Liang blinked.Focus on the door farther away.

He originally wanted to find a place to hide in these rooms. If his identity was exposed, this place was closest to the elevator and had a greater chance of escaping. However, he did not expect that these rooms were filled with surveillance cameras. No dead ends at all.

Su Liang and others had just taken a few steps when a cold voice sounded from his side, "His Royal Highness, the Pope is waiting for you, please follow me."

"Who?" Luo Qing scolded, and at the same time stepped forward to protect Will. Xie Kun also put his hand on the elf ball at his waist in caution.

Su Liang came out late and walked slowly. He happened to be standing behind Will at this time. Now if the two people made a move, he would be exposed.

Su Liang stood alone in the middle: Σ(☉▽☉“)a

Su Liang had noticed someone nearby before, so he wasn't surprised. What's more, he didn't think the Pope would give them a chance to kill them. But what he didn't expect was that Will and the others would kill him through some strange combination of circumstances. Got to the front.

It caught him off guard for a moment.

When the speaker saw Su Liang's calm look, he nodded inwardly, and his impression score was +1.

Seeing that the man didn't answer and just kept staring at them, Luo Qing frowned and asked again, "Who are you?"

Su Liang silently looked at this man. He had a dagger stuck in his waist and a gun bag hanging by his leg. There were thick calluses on the tiger's mouth and index finger on his hand. His body smelled of blood, and his eyes were full of cold murderous intent.

This person's identity must be unusual. Su Liang rolled his eyes, quietly changed his movements, and slowly placed his right hand on the elf ball at his waist.

The man glanced at Su Liang again, noticed his movements and the flash of curiosity in his eyes, took out the token directly, and said in a cold voice: "I am the bodyguard of the Pope, codenamed Blood Blade. On the order of His Holiness the Pope, take the Holy Son to see him.”

Upon hearing the code name and seeing the token, Will immediately stretched out his hand to pull Luo Qing and Xie Kun away from each other. He took a step forward and greeted them with a smile, "It turns out to be Lord Blood Blade. How rude."

Su Liang next to him raised his eyebrows, Blood Blade?

This name is very similar to the blood wolf, but the smell of blood on his body is much heavier than that of the blood wolf.

Su Liang's eyes fell on the elf ball on the blood blade's waist. He could feel that the blood blade's strength was already at the king level, and it was estimated that he had killed many people, and was much stronger than the blood wolf.

Hiss - Su Liang felt a toothache. He now had a strong hunch that the Pope should already know that he was fake.

"Okay, you lead the way."

He couldn't beat him anyway, so Su Liang could only nod and follow the man silently. Will and others followed the people who came after him to the lounge.

Su Liang originally thought that the Pope would be waiting nearby, but he didn't expect that the Blood Blade would take him into an elevator and go deeper.

"Click, click, click..."

The sound of shoe soles hitting the floor tiles echoed crisply in the silent corridor, pressing on Su Liang's heart like straw step by step.

Su Liang followed Xue Ren calmly. He was currently doing two things, thinking about what to say to the Pope next. At the same time, he was also taking note of the route. If the talks broke down, he would have a chance to run out, because If you don't know the way and you're taken back, it's not worth it.

If he is not recognized, his identity is out of the question and he will be safe from now on, but if the Pope recognizes him as a fake, it will be really dangerous.

Su Liang clenched his hands tightly into fists on both sides of his body, and kept thinking about various information related to elves in his mind. These are all things that can save his life now.

"dong dong dong"

Hearing the sound of knocking on the door, Su Liang came out of his thoughts, and a black door appeared in front of him.

Su Liang narrowed his eyes slightly. There was faint power flowing on this door.

"Tsk!"

Su Liang raised his hand and pressed his chest. The force made him feel a little uncomfortable. The power in his body seemed to be suppressed, but it refused to accept it, so it kept resisting.

"Your Holiness, the Holy Son has arrived."

After Xue Ren got the signal from inside, he opened the door and led Su Liang in.

Su Liang paused at the door. As soon as the door opened, he immediately felt that the force that had previously suppressed him grew stronger in an instant, and the sudden force made him breathless.

Su Liang hesitated in his steps. This power greatly suppressed his waveguide power. If he encountered danger, he might not be able to use it temporarily.

He looked around, trying to find the source of the power, but there were only two statues of divine beasts on both sides of the door, and nothing else, and they had no power fluctuations.

Xue Ren walked for a while and didn't hear any footsteps, so he looked back in confusion.

Su Liang pursed her lips and quickly calculated in her mind the possibility of escaping. It seemed to be zero now.

Looking into Xue Ren's extremely dark eyes, Su Liang took a step toward the door under tremendous pressure.

"Well, the suppression is too strong." With just this step, Su Liang's back was already soaked, and the power of the waveguide in his body was completely suppressed.

At this time, a deep voice appeared, "Come in."

After these two words appeared, the power pressing on Su Liang disappeared immediately, and Xue Ren bowed in front and respectfully exited the room.

Seeing Xue Ren's movements, Su Liang immediately understood that the owner of the voice was the Pope.

Su Liang slowly walked forward while looking at this place with his peripheral vision.

This place was very much like the Chinese palace he had seen before, with a wide hall and pillars carved with unknown mythical beasts standing around. There was a road paved with black stone slabs in the center. At the end of the road was a dark golden throne, with a dark golden throne above the head. There are many rays of light hanging in the air, shining like starlight, reflecting the interlaced light and shadow in the hall.

Su Liang looked at it, and suddenly a trace of doubt flashed in his heart. Why did the decoration style of this holy religion feel similar to that of Chinese architecture?

The surrounding walls were painted with stories about different elves. Su Liang read a few of them and was a little surprised that they were almost the same as what he knew.

Su Liang frowned. It seemed that the Holy Cult might have a much deeper understanding of elves than he thought. Many of these murals were stories about mythical beasts. If you didn't know enough about them, you wouldn't be able to draw them.

So can the information he knows still be used as a bargaining chip in negotiations?

Su Liang didn't know, but he felt more uneasy in his heart. He was not sure if he had made the wrong decision to come to the Holy Cult this time. Would it be better to stay in Dragon City?

But regretting it was of no use now. Su Liang exhaled softly, gathered his mood, and raised his head to carefully observe the Pope on the throne.

He is sitting upright, wearing a black uniform, mysterious and serious, with black broken hair hanging lazily on his forehead, a dark black mask covering most of his face, only revealing his sharp black eyes like an eagle, and Thin, tight lips and a well-shaped chin.

How come this Pope doesn’t look old?

Su Liang looked up and down doubtfully. In his mind, the Pope should be at least a middle-aged foreign man. But looking at the Pope sitting on the throne, Su Liang thought he might be around 30 years old.

There is also his black hair and black pupils, all of which show that the Pope is very likely to be Chinese.

Su Liang took a breath. The Pope noticed Su Liang's gaze and looked at him.

Su Liang felt his mind tremble, and the power he had just sorted out in his body suddenly fluctuated violently. He was so frightened that he quickly looked away and tried to suppress the surging power.

The Pope felt the fluctuation of power in Su Liang's body and raised his eyebrows, feeling more satisfied with Su Liang.

"Should I call you Shengzi or Su Liang?"