Moore swallowed, his blue pupils filled with horror.

"Evil art! It must be evil art! Lord Pope! He used evil art!" Mour reported to the Pope.

The pope's smile retracted for the first time and looked at Moore seriously, "This is a mysterious power from the East, not the evil magic you mentioned! Please respect these children a little more!

I'm willing to accept the loss! Karen, are there any problems with you following these kids?"

Karen's body trembled, he stood up with the coffee table, and looked at Wang Han in fear.

"No problem!"

"Where is Moor?" The pope looked at Moor.

The Pope said this to this point, and nothing he said was futile.

While talking, a master of the Red-clothed sect hurriedly ran in from outside.

"Master Pope! The knights we sent out to wipe out the blood clan were wiped out!"

Moore frowned, "I went to two chief knights, and even one knight of light. How could the whole army be wiped out?"
Chapter completed!