Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

World Bishops and Governors in Chapter 19

Outside the window, thick fog filled the air. Sitting in his office on the 23rd floor, Tang Song yawned boredly, looking at the gray weather outside the window.

Even in the bustling Manhattan, under the heavy fog, there is only a vast expanse of whiteness left.

Tang and Song are fiddling with a Han eight-faced long sword. The sword is three feet six inches long and is made of gold, silver, copper, iron and tin hardware.

The long sword is edged on both sides, the body of the sword is covered with flowing cloud patterns, and the blade rises with flame patterns left by quenching, which is really beautiful.

With a wave of Tang Song's hand, the blade of the sword pierced through the air, making bursts of humming sounds.

Touching the blade with his fingers, Tang Song secretly thought it was a pity.

In ancient times, this sword could definitely be called a sharp weapon.

However, it is not qualified to carry the Taibai essence.

In the world of Yan Fu, if a swordsmith wants to forge a magic-level sword, the materials required are extremely complicated, and there are many geniuses and treasures among them.

The essence of hardware is just the most common material among them, and it requires the first-class crypt fire to refine the sword, quench it with the blood of spirits and monsters that have become climate, and engrave the prohibition of spirit patterns inside, in order to get a first-class sword. sword.

The long sword in his hand was just made by a craftsman, and it was ordered from an oriental swordsmith for [-] US dollars.

Cutting iron without rolling the blade can penetrate two layers of leather armor.

It's a pity that it is still a bit worse than the quality required by Tang and Song Dynasties.

Tang Song opened his mouth, and two white lights howled out, submerging into the Eight-Faced Han Sword.

The sword body of the Eight-faced Han Sword instantly emitted white light, and bursts of cold air rose in the office.

The Arhat bamboo in the office, some decorative potted plants, have countless knife-like nicks on the leaves.

This vision lasted for a very short time, and the white light rising from the sword dimmed after just a few breaths.

At this time, the sword body seemed to have been exposed to the wind and rain for more than ten years. The sword body was rusty, and there were countless honeycomb-like holes.

Tang Song gently broke it with his hands, and the Eight-Faced Han Sword snapped in two.

Two beams of white light rose from the dilapidated sword body, and during Tang Song's breathing, two beams of Taibai essence directly entered his body, entrenched between his lungs.

Tang and Song dynasties' inner vision and perception can feel that the two Taibai essences have increased a little after absorbing the gold and iron energy of the eight-faced sword of the Han Dynasty.

Although the growth is subtle, there is a change.

"what!"

Tang Song became interested, turned around and took down a sheathed Tang saber from the decorative stand.

Oak scabbard inlaid with precious stones, hilt decorated with filigree winding.

When the Tang and Song Dynasties drew their knives out of their sheaths, the blades were covered with damascus patterns like water splashes, which looked very beautiful.

Tang Song didn't try the knife again, he opened his mouth and spit out lightly, a stream of Taibai essence was sprayed out.

Taibai's essence touched the blade, like an old glutton, directly devouring the golden energy of this Tang knife.

Taibai, the master of killing, is also the Gengjin of the West.

After [-] US dollars went down, Tang Song felt his lungs swell slightly, and the Taibai essence between the two lungs in his body became more active.

It's a pity, it's too expensive, Tang Song looked at the two cut-off knives in his hand
Just then the office doorbell rang.

"Please come in!"

Tang Song threw the two cut-off knives into the trash can beside him, took out a paper towel and wiped his hands.

The door of the office was pushed open and Ryan walked in.

"Boss! Someone is here to visit!"

"Visit me!?" Tang Song was a little curious. His appearance was purely to prove that he was a legitimate businessman, so in fact, he didn't have any daily affairs.

The ore import and export business is done by professional managers every day, and people who really know his identity will not visit the company.

"It's Father De Cler of the Holy See!"

De Cler, Tang Song was a little surprised. He didn't know why the first priest of the Holy See suddenly came to visit him.

But after all, he is a big patron.

"Please come in!"

Ryan walked out, and soon led a priest in a black robe into the office.

This priest looks to be about 40 years old, with a bald head, a big red rosacea nose that keeps making 'snoring' noises, and a gentle and lazy smile on his chubby face, it seems that no matter what he sees, he will In a good mood.

Tang Song had already stood up from the office chair at this time, and greeted Father De Cler with a smile on his face.

"Long time no see, Father!"

Tang Song stretched out his hand and held it together with De Cler, a wave of true energy traveled along De Cler's palm to explore his whole body.

ordinary people?The corners of Tang Song's eyebrows twitched secretly, his spiritual sense did not detect any power fluctuations in De Cler.

This first-class priest of the Holy See not only has no extraordinary power, but even his body is no different from that of ordinary people, even a little sub-healthy.

On the contrary, Tang Song felt a pure energy from the cross on his chest.

Very huge, but very pure, in terms of size, it even exceeds him.

Tang and Song Weiwei were a little surprised, this cross is a treasure, could it be that it was truly blessed by "God".

"Please sit down, please sit down, Father, we haven't seen each other for more than a year!"

On Tang Song's face, he warmly greeted Father De Cler to sit down, and Ryan served two cups of coffee.

"Change?"

After exchanging pleasantries with De Cler, Tang Song finally figured out the purpose of Father De Cler's visit.

The two originally peaceful vampire clans in the dark world of New York have changed.

Even the dark world with New York is a little unstable.

If the world is divided into three layers, the outside world is the cognitive world of normal people, the ordinary world constructed by the government and the media for ordinary people.

The second layer is the inner world, which is full of things that are contrary to the common sense of ordinary people's ethics.

Gangsters, secret agents, intelligence trading, killer organizations, human trafficking, arms trading, these are things that can only exist in the sun, that is, the underground world.

The third layer is the real inner world, which is also called the dark world by those who are familiar with it.
Including, but not limited to, werewolves, vampires, wizards, ghouls, orcs, demons, devils, and even gods.

It has its own set of rules here.

In the real dark world, everyone preys on each other, and some aliens often prey on humans.

But on the other hand, the fangs of an adult werewolf can be sold for five hundred dollars in the bounty union in the dark world.

The fangs of vampires are said to have aphrodisiac effects, and a fang can be sold for eight hundred dollars.

These things will flow to the surface world through special channels, and there are a lot of rich people waving banknotes and rushing to buy them.

And the major shareholder of this bounty union is the Holy See. Of course, it is said that the secret departments of the governments of various countries also have shares in it.

After all, the purpose of this bounty union is to curb the proliferation of dark creatures.

The head of the New York Bounty Union is the Archbishop of the Holy See in New York.

And De Cler is the first-class priest under the bishop, and Ryan usually contacts him.

The purpose of his visit to Tang and Song Dynasties this time is to entrust them.

A year ago, a group of Tang and Song became part-time demon hunters by chance.

After all, the scavenger business has been in New York for a long time, and there will always be some strange street stories in the streets and alleys.

Sexy girls drag drunk men from bars into alleys,
You thought it was Jie Se, and planned to push it halfway, but she turned her face to look, revealing blood-stained fangs covering half of her face.

Mummy corpses appear from time to time in the trash cans on the street. The corpses of those homeless people look like mummies, with two blood holes on their necks.

In the middle of the night, he appeared at a three-way intersection, tied up, gutted, and covered with swastika tattoos.

At the worst time, Tang and Song's scavengers encountered three dirty things in a week.

Even the two big black men who carried the corpses were directly skinned.

At that time, some methods and spells of Tang and Song Dynasties had not yet been perfected, but he was not used to these guys.

For three consecutive months, Tang and Song took action in person. At night, he took the two brothers Kane and Lane, plus Frank and more than [-] heavily armed special soldiers, to search for these offals all over the street.

Use the largest caliber firearms, pistols are not enough, use rifles, machine guns, rocket launchers,
The bullets are silver-plated, engraved with evil-killing patterns, soaked in black dog blood, get some holy water in the Holy See, and pour it on.

No matter what vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters, you really kill them when you see them.

For three months, the dark world in New York was really clean.

Countless dark creatures shivered in the corners.

It is thought that human beings intend to send out an army to clear the dark world.

Why did Tang and Song know that the blood of vampires mixed with cinnabar symbols works very well.

Do you think that all the corpses in the cave where he practiced are really picked up.

With more contact, Tang Song gradually learned that there is a bounty union in the dark world.

This is the scene where Kane and Frank lead a team of former special forces to hunt vampires.

Is it to make money after all, not shabby.

"Long-term cooperation?"

Tang Song calmly stirred the coffee with a spoon.

"In a while, Bishop Grant will go to the Vatican to serve. Unsurprisingly, I will preside over the teaching affairs in New York next!"

Father De Cler stopped talking, picked up the coffee, and sipped it.

"The bishop means hope, stability!"

Tang Song rubbed the black jade finger on his thumb, looked at the black-robed priest in front of him, and smelled the smell of a big fat sheep.

"Stable, that's a good word," Father De Cler confirmed with a smile, and at the same time stretched out two fingers:

"2000 million dollars a year, I hope the Diocese of New York will remain stable during my tenure!"

"2000 million U.S. dollars," Tang Song held a coffee cup, noncommittal, and suddenly changed the topic.

"Mr. Bishop, I heard that you have a good relationship with Mr. Moon of the Republican Party! Mr. Moon is currently running for the governor of New York State?"

(End of this chapter)