The city shares its own cultivation

Chapter 277 The Duke of Lyon
Fire engines almost surrounded the entire Notre Dame.

The crowd recorded this thrilling scene with their mobile phones. The more than 1000-year-old treasure of human beings fell into raging flames. The fire brigade racked their brains to discuss a rescue plan.

In a corner that no one saw, a man in white robe with a sword leaped into the sea of ​​flames. The fire was so intense that even firefighters in full suits dared not enter, but the roiling heat wave was ignored by the man in white robe. Approaching him, he was blocked by an invisible barrier.

He entered the main church in a flash, and came out again in the blink of an eye. He already had a corolla surrounded by thorns in his hand.

The corolla is gold and iron, and the thorns and thorns on it still emit a cold light.

"At least the sacred object is not damaged." The white-robed man murmured to himself with a charming voice. He unbuttoned the hood of the white robe on his head, revealing long wine-red hair and a delicate and holy face. It turned out that he was not a man but a woman.

"However, these vampires can't get close to the sacred object. They have been lurking for so many years, have they finally emerged?" The woman smiled slightly.

Behind her, the iconic tallest spire of Notre Dame was slowly burned down by the fire. Visitors covered their mouths and exclaimed, believers knelt down and prayed in grief, hundreds of firefighters turned pale, but she could still laugh, as if being caught It was not the shrines of her Church that were burned.

After the spire fell, some firefighters finally rushed into the scene of the fire, but these people in firefighting uniforms walked very briskly, directly hitting the flames, which can be described as brave and fearless.

Undoubtedly, these priests were trying to deceive others. They entered Notre Dame and searched around, all of them with gloomy faces.

Not a single vampire could be seen in Notre Dame, and none of the living or dead could be seen. Only the corpses of priests and holy guards were all drained of blood, and their limbs were severed.

In the end, the priest in a fire suit only carried a dead body to the red-haired beauty. The face of the dead body was covered with blood, but he could recognize someone. It was Bishop Ferro, the head of Notre Dame.

"What level did Fei Luo rate in the previous year's assessment?" Bai Pao Hong Fa asked.

"Class A!" the priest said sadly.The loss of an A-level powerhouse is definitely a heavy blow to the French District of the Church.

"Well, the A-levels were all killed in a short period of time. There are very few strong vampires who can do this. The Grand Duke took the shot himself."

"Duke Vampire?" The priest's face changed slightly.

"The dukes of the vampires are leaderless now. Who will stand up and take the lead in revenge against the church this time? It seems that they have controlled the future prince and are planning to become the regent?" The red-haired glanced back at Notre Dame. Already crowned king."

"A new vampire prince was born?" The priest's face became even uglier.

"It may not be the birth, but it may just be the succession of the king. The three princes of the blood family, Stephen's character is loose and unreasonable, Gorky and the werewolf fight hard, and they don't seem to have the character of attacking Notre Dame at night. Only the lunatic Leon is left. Leon helped To start a new prince, he has big ambitions."

Based on conjecture alone, she had guessed the facts to be very close.

The priest next to him showed admiration and admiration.

"People in the world don't need to know this, just say that an accident caused the fire during the renovation of Notre Dame." The red-haired white robe ordered, "I'm going to the Vatican to meet the Pope. The end of the blood race will soon come."

"We don't chase those blood races? Nine hundred priests have blocked the entrances and exits everywhere, and they can't escape Paris!"

"No, there's no need to sacrifice so many people." The white-robed redhead looked down at the corolla in his hand, "Wait a little longer, until I can afford to wear this corolla."

The next day, news of the fire at Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris shocked the world.

Those who knew the inside story were even more shocked by the generosity of the Grand Duke of Lyon and the newly promoted prince. Who would have thought that the blood clan, which had been suppressed for a long time, would boldly retaliate after losing the top powerhouse, the prince.

Practitioners all over the world turned their attention to Europe.

For some time to come, this continent is destined to be turbulent.

Li Yu saw the magnificence of Notre Dame, and also watched its ending, but he didn't see the new prince who was crowned in blood and fire.

Old Joey watched the fire with relief, and took Li Yu to leave Paris for Switzerland.

"Prince Tina will live in seclusion in a small town in Switzerland for some time to come. It's a good place to hide from the limelight. The church has searched all over the castles in Europe, and I don't expect the dignified prince to be there."

"I'll take you to see her right now. She firmly believes that you can do something for her. As for what it is, I don't know. Don't ask me, a bad old man."

On the plane, Old Joey and Li Yu sat side by side. The old man is really modest in his claim. He can let Li Yu, a man wanted by the church, get on the plane.

Maybe there are shadowy people in the customs of various European countries.

Li Yuxian was extremely bored, and carefully looked at the mysterious shadow leader beside him. The old man was also the old housekeeper of the new blood prince, but his aura didn't feel strong at all, just like an ordinary old man who was depressed and weak.

The only thing that can be called peculiar is that he is missing a little finger on his left hand, and the fracture is flat. When he lost this little finger back then, it must have been very simple.

"The old man is a man with a story." Li Yu stared at his fingerless hand, hoping to get something to say.

Old Joey didn't know, but he didn't want to say more, and said with a smile, "What kind of story is it? I broke my finger, willingly, and it was very happy. At that time, I hadn't been taken in by Prince Philip."

"Oh? I am very happy to cut off my own finger, but this is the first time I have heard of it."

"Haha, that story, I plan to bring it into the coffin. People like me will never go to heaven after death, so I will go to hell and tell the evil spirits." Old Joey said with a smile.

Li Yu shrugged, since the other party didn't want to say it, he naturally didn't force it.

He changed the topic: "Mr. Joey is not worried about Miss Tina at all? Can she escape unscathed? The city of Paris is already an iron barrel, and there may be thousands of priests gathered here."

"With the Grand Duke of Leon, there is no need to worry." Old Joey smiled, "Three Dukes of the blood clan, Gorky is the most powerful, Stephen is the highest, and all three are S-level, but if they are fighting bravely, the two of them can be combined to match Let’s compare in Lyon. Looking at the church, no one can stop the Grand Duke of Lyon if the Pope doesn’t come out. Her Royal Highness is still a little short of time, otherwise she might be able to compete with the Duke of Lyon.”

Li Yu frowned and nodded calmly.

He still doesn't know what strength S rank represents, but he guesses it should be much stronger than his early stage of foundation establishment.

He alone, together with Bai Xia's cat, doesn't know if he can win against the S-rank powerhouse in Europe. If he can't win, then the entrustment this time is really troublesome.

If Senior Liu Feiyan Liu was here, it would be easier to push Europe invincible, and all the grand dukes and popes would be slapped in the face.

(End of this chapter)