Chapter 83

Every time he appeared, even the other protagonists in the protagonist group would subconsciously feel at peace.

This guy's words seemed to have a strange charm!

He was confident that he could easily deal with Su Mo.

Even though Su Mo's previous performance was so abnormal...

"Don't worry, Bishop, I will make the New Moon Holy See go to the next level and let the Goddess's glory shine on more places."

Lance said confidently.

His words were actually a bit arrogant, but when Bishop Feron heard them, he cheered repeatedly.

"Good, ambitious in youth. Lance, with you and the Count of Moshilong, the New Moon Holy See will inevitably create brilliance again!"

Bishop Feron's emotions couldn't help but rise.

Lance's heart moved: "Bishop, what is the Count of Moshilong's status in the Holy See now?"

Bishop Feron hesitated for a moment and said: "This matter cannot be said for now; this is the Goddess's instruction."

Cannot be said!

But his words were already equivalent to saying it.

"Saint!"

Lance instantly guessed Su Mo's identity!

Although before, he felt it was impossible.

However, Su Mo's actions in the Holy See recently gave Lance more guesses.

Plus, Bishop Feron's attitude just now also made him feel strange.

Putting it all together.

Lance was very certain!

Su Mo had 100% become the New Moon Goddess's Saint!

In his heart, there was quite a bit of surprise.

"I didn't expect him to really become a Saint. No wonder he can even interfere with the Inquisition."

Although Lance was surprised, he wasn't worried.

This guy had absolute confidence.

So what if he was a Saint!

He was now a candidate for Cardinal, and even the New Moon Goddess valued his ability.

Within the Holy See, there was a large group of bishops who supported him.

Let's see whose methods were higher than whose!

"However, I still have to guard against his dark hands."

Thinking of this, Lance said to Bishop Feron: "Bishop, when I was studying abroad in the past, I accidentally destroyed the conspiracy of a powerful demon. I have a premonition that the other party might come to trouble me recently; can you send me a powerhouse to protect me closely?"

"A powerful demon?"

Bishop Feron pondered for a moment and said: "Of course. Don't worry in the Holy See headquarters; except for the last Demon God invasion, no one dares to take action at other times. Once you leave the Holy See headquarters, I will send a Sanctuary to protect you secretly.

This Sanctuary is good at defense; even if it's a Half-God-level sneak attack, he can defend against one blow, and then use a divine talisman to take you away!"

Sanctuary!

Divine talisman!

Lance smiled.

In this world, some high-tier magic talismans could transfer positions.

However, encountering a powerhouse's battle, like the last Demon God invasion in the Temple Square, any magic talisman was useless.

But there were exceptions, and that was a divine talisman!

Divine talismans were so rare!

Bishop Feron was actually going to give one to the Sanctuary protecting him!

"Thank you, Bishop!"

Lance thanked him.

"No need, you are my successor. When the Count of Moshilong returns, you two will meet formally, and in the future, much of my work will be handed over to you to handle."

Bishop Feron said.

This was already treating Lance as an official successor.

"Okay."

Lance revealed a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Come on.

Count of Moshilong, let's see who can outfight whom in the Holy See!

"Bishop, the Count of Moshilong is here."

At this moment, a member of the clergy came to report.

Speak of the devil!

This was his first time meeting the Count of Moshilong.

Just right.

Let the other party see his power!

The current Count of Moshilong had quite a bit of fame on the forum.

After all, he was the first to complete the first kill, and also the first to get ten kills, climbing the achievement list.

Resolving the other party, his name, Lance, would only be louder than the Count of Moshilong's.

In his view, this was the significance of a villain.

Just a stepping stone for a protagonist!

While he was thinking about these things, opposite him, a man who was as handsome as jade, tall and handsome, walked in.

The Count of Moshilong!

He had already seen the other party's identity on the protagonist panel!

Opposite, the Count of Moshilong also raised his head and saw him!

Lance revealed a playful expression.

"666, Lance boss, kill him!"

"Flip the Count of Moshilong, and we can all develop in the Royal City."

"Yes, yes! Once the Count of Moshilong dies, the Royal City will be Lance boss's world again, and there will be no villains, we can develop with peace of mind!"

"Haha, this is the significance of a villain. The Count of Moshilong cleared out other big villains, and as a result, he made a wedding dress for us!"

"I didn't expect the Count of Moshilong to become a Saint; luckily Lance boss is here, otherwise, we wouldn't have anything to play with!"

"....."

At this time, in the protagonist group, after Lance posted a few sentences, it was boiling.

The protagonists inside, knowing that Lance and Su Mo had met, were all clamoring for Lance to take down Su Mo.

Knowing that Su Mo had actually become a Holy See Saint, these protagonists were even more terrified; now, with Lance coming out to deal with Su Mo, these protagonists were all looking forward to it.

Lance was indeed not simple.

Previously, he was cultivated in a special space of the Holy See, and his understanding of the outside world was limited to the words of other protagonists.

After he came out, through the reactions of some personnel in the Holy See, he quickly deduced.

Su Mo had 100% become the New Moon Goddess's Saint!

But even so, this Lance still didn't flinch and still had the confidence to take down Su Mo.

So what if he was a Saint!

The Saint's biggest reliance was the god in the sky.

However, the New Moon Goddess also valued his ability.

You know, in the previous test, Lance had single-handedly raised the piety of all believers in a large diocese by a notch!

This was also very significant for a god.