Seeing the strong man who was suspected of being a dragon knight cut off one of his robes, the soldiers in the rear were angry, but they didn't dare to say anything.

"Why?"

The young man with his arm cut off, with a white face because of the pain, knelt on the ground and looked up at Beta: "I...... What's the place...... Offended Your Excellency? ”

A large amount of blood flowed from the stubble of the young man's arm, and his face became paler and paler, and if he was not treated, he would be unconscious in about five minutes at most.

"You're from the MysteryEye Organization?" Beta asked in a cold voice.

Hearing the name of the organization, the young man's eyebrows twitched. If you weren't careful to observe, you might think that he would make this tiny action because of pain, but Beta's mental power can keenly sense the inappropriateness of the other party's expression.

"I don't know what you're talking about?"

"Still playing stupid?"

Beta turned around and waved his sword, slicing out the dead red dragon's tongue.

With a click, the huge dragon tongue landed in front of the young man, and on the dragon tongue, there was obviously a sign of white eyes, exactly the same as the one on the young man's arm.

The evidence is conclusive, and it is impossible to deny it.

Moreover, when both sides are well aware, there is no point in denying. Beta is not the kind of who is completely morally bound and needs the other person to confess before she can do it. As long as he thinks that he has 100% confirmed the suspicion of the other party, he is the kind of person who can directly do it and ignore the quibbles of others.

"To be honest, I really didn't expect to run into your organization halfway through." Beta said with joy, "Your organization is so mysterious that you can't find any clues at all. ”

As the Pope, Beta also asked the people below to secretly collect news about the Mystery Eye organization, but after a few years, nothing was gained at all.

The young man laughed miserably.

"I don't know why the Red Dragons of your organization attack your city, or is this one of your means of ascending to power?" Beta glanced at the soldiers behind him: "None of this has anything to do with me, I just want to know, where is your organization hiding?" ”

The young man laughed miserably: "I know who you are!" Pope of the Cult of Fortune, Berta Lyon. ”

Beta chuckled, "Tell me where your organization is, and I can spare your life and help you connect your arms." ”

"Impossible, tell you where the organization is, and I'll die a terrible death, and my family will die a terrible death." The young man's god was in despair: "So kill me." If you ask any more, there is no point. ”

"I can shelter your family." Beta said, "I'm a dragon knight, and it's not hard to transport a few, or a dozen, to my city of Wokin. ”

At this time, the young man's swollen eyes flashed a faint struggle, and Beta thought there was a play. But after a few seconds, that faint glimmer of hope vanished.

"It's useless, the organization's control over us is not something you can imagine."

The young man laughed miserably, exposing his neck.

A golden light flashed, and the young man closed his eyes in despair, but the expected death did not come. Instead, a scroll was thrown in front of him.

Beta sat back on Sorilana's back, and the golden dragon soared into the air.

The young man let out a loud laugh for the rest of his life.

In the air, watching the ice and snow land below gradually become more and more, Beta let out a sigh of relief, and the white mist suddenly appeared.

"Why didn't you kill him just now?"

"There's no need for that." Beta sighed, "I saw that there was a magic ban on that person's body, and after death, the soul would be destroyed directly, even if I wanted to torture his soul, it was impossible. Let's just let him live first. If something happens in the future, you can also start with this person. ”

"Oh, I see."

Sorilana stopped talking.

In fact, there is one more thing that Beta has not yet said. The reason why he was able to recognize so quickly that there was a prohibition on the other party was because he saw his own methods.

If you want to ban others, you will definitely do the same.

Because there were counterscales bouncing up in front of her to help block the wind, although Sorilana flew at high speed, Beta didn't actually feel much airflow. In a trance, he thought of the vision he had seen in Frans some time ago, the man who seemed to be a clone of his memory, and the girl who had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

That man must have a deep relationship with the Mystery Eye organization.

After another two hours, Sorilana finally arrived at the royal city of Nilaya with Beta.

From above, the royal city is obviously deserted, and there are no people walking on the streets, which is even less vibrant than the border cities in the south.

Beta's gaze slowly swept across the city, and he saw that there were several parts of the city that had been reduced to ruins, but someone was busy rebuilding them.

"Has even the royal city been attacked?"

Beta muttered.

Sorilana lowered some height, which soon caused panic below, and the street, which was already a small number of pedestrians, ran in all directions, and soon hid in the house.

Before long, the walls of the city and the towers of the palace were full of soldiers, each with their bows facing Sorilana.

Several bed crossbows were also pulled out.

Seeing the magic fluctuations shining on the bed crossbow, Sorilana felt a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously raised it a little.

It didn't take long for the two Feng Su magicians to float into the air and shout using amplification magic, "The one above is the messenger of the Fortune God Cult?" ”

"Yes."

"What's the evidence?"

Beta threw down the token he had prepared, which was a token that Doron had given him before, saying that if the Pope passed first, he would need to gain trust, after all, the current country of Nyala was already in a state of grass and trees.

The wind mage adjusted his body in mid-air, took the token, looked at it for a while, then looked at Sorilana, and shouted, "Honorable messenger, please come with me." ”

Guided by the wind magician, Sorilana landed on the largest flat-roofed room in the palace.

The quality of the construction of this palace is quite good, and Sorilana's body is so heavy that it falls on it steadily.

Two heavily armed honor guards rushed out of the staircase.

There were about thirty or so people, all dressed in turquoise leather armor, and although they didn't make any unusual moves, they looked at Sorilana with a rather unfriendly look.

Beta jumped off Sorilana's back, and the latter transformed into an elf.

Then the expressions of these honor guards were better.

To them, the appearance of the elf is far more pleasing to the eye than the appearance of the dragon, and even if they know that the essence of this elf is still a dragon.

A young man who looked like a prince came up, bent down slightly, and said, "Your Excellency, this messenger, thank you very much for coming, please come with me, my father is waiting for you." ”

The prince's posture was very low.

This is also a normal thing, and now that Nyala has reached the last moment, if she lasts a few more months, she will definitely have to collapse.

With no food and no equipment, the five-colored dragon would attack in a big way every once in a while.

Following the prince, Beta entered the palace, and in the court hall, two guards wanted to come up and search him, and the prince said lightly, "No need. This is your guest. ”

The two guards stepped back.

Pushing open the door of the court hall, Beta saw the elderly king sitting on a high throne, with a black carpet in the middle leading to the throne, and around the red carpet, there were about thirty nobles standing respectively.

Even when she first arrived, Beta could feel the silence in the hall, and the deep anxiety and despair that mingled with it.

The prince led Beta to the throne, and he retreated to the nobles.

Beta looked directly at the old king above and smiled, "Wise King of Nyala, it is a pleasure to meet you. ”

The old king looked at Beta for a while, frowned and said, "You are not an ordinary envoy, what is your identity?" ”

"Pope of the Cult of Fortune, Beta Lyon."

As soon as these words came out, not only the old king, but all the nobles around him showed a look of disbelief.

A pope of a Divine Cult who came to another country alone without any escort?

No, the dragon behind him is a strong guard, but even so, the pomp and circumstance are too small.

"Your Excellency, it's not that we don't trust you." The old king tried to say as well as he could: "It's just that the stakes are high, how do we confirm your identity?" ”

Beta took out the Papal Scepter from the mansion space, and then went all out in full force.

All of the people present, except for the old king, who was sitting on the throne and could barely maintain his composure, all looked different and withdrew to a step.

A few weak nobles were even directly deterred from kneeling.

Two master warriors stood in front of the king.

As soon as the momentum was released, it was less than five seconds.

But it can make a very strong impression.

A general and nobleman who had returned from a fight on the battlefield exclaimed: "Legend! ”

Everyone's expressions changed again, and they became incredulous.

Beta didn't have any sure way to prove his identity, and it wasn't much use for him to show paperwork or physical proof such as heraldry.

If the other party doesn't believe it, these things are rubbish. Moreover, now that Nyala has been undermined by the surrounding countries, they no longer have much trust in outsiders.

And Beta's ability to reveal a legendary-level strength is the best way to prove it.

The words spoken by the top powerhouses, whether they are individuals or forces, must be carefully considered.

The old king felt his palms covered with cold sweat, and he said, "I now believe that you are the crown of the Pope." Then may I ask Your Majesty, why did you come alone, the large teleportation magic array that Duolong said should require a lot of manpower to make. There are not many magicians left in Nyala! ”

Beta laughed, "I don't need any other magicians, I'll do it alone." ”