I created the Longevity Club chapter 1628

I created the Longevity Club
Chapter 1393 Revenge
She reacted the moment Lu Li was assassinated. People in the church have always taught her this way-“You must react within the first moment and prevent the situation from getting worse…” Well, very professional.
“Yingfeng? You again?” This priestess even knew the assassin. “You are so brave this time. You dare to accept the task of assassinating the Son of God? Aren’t you afraid that the Holy Spirit Empire will launch a devastating retaliation against you?” “It’s useless. I’m fighting for my own interests now. There is no task I dare not accept. It’s just whether I want to or not.” “You are so arrogant… It’s a pity that you will die today!” The priestess and the black shadow collided quickly.
“Ding!” A metal short stick engraved with complicated patterns fell from the priestess’s sleeves and collided violently with the dagger in the black shadow’s hand, bursting out with a sound of metal clashing.
“You have become weaker!” The priestess stared at the black shadow’s eyes tightly, then pulled away and retreated violently, avoiding the poison needle shot by the other party in secret.
“Yes, the endless wandering and bumps have worn down my will, and I no longer have the indomitable spirit I had in the past…” The black shadow laughed, “On the contrary, you have been living a comfortable life under the Pope these years…” Both of them deliberately lowered their voices, not wanting Lu Li who was standing next to them to hear this conversation – but they obviously underestimated his perception.
“The two of them have obviously known each other for a long time… They even worked under the Pope before, but this black shadow seems to have left halfway.” Lu Li said secretly in his heart, “With the toughness of the church, how could they tolerate a chess piece that has been out of their control to continue to survive?”
“Did those pagans send you here?” The priestess continued to ask.
“Orders are hard to disobey.” The black shadow’s answer was concise.
The two of them just confronted each other, like two mighty lions, but also like two friends who met again after a long time and were looking at each other.
“You shouldn’t leave!” The priestess raised the strange short stick and rushed to the side of the shadow.
Gently using a dagger to push away the short stick that was stabbing straight at him, the shadow punched the priestess in the face without changing his expression: “Everyone has their own aspirations. I don’t like such a sick church!” “Bang 0…” The priestess caught his fist steadily, and then pulled it towards her, and the short stick in her hand once again faced the shadow’s head.
The shadow struggled desperately but found that he couldn’t break free from the priestess’s iron hand. Finally, a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes. Seeing that the metal short stick was about to hit his head, a wisp of dark flame appeared on his body surface.
Seeing this, the priestess immediately retracted the palm holding the shadow’s fist.
“You used potion No. 3?!” The shadow’s tone was complicated-it was the glory in some people’s hearts, and it was also a terrible poison, at least in his cognition.
The so-called No. 3 potion can greatly improve the user’s physical fitness, but the price that comes with it is that you must take a bottle of potion every day, and you must endure the bone-eroding pain brought by it at any time!
If a person who has taken the No. 3 potion does not take it again within three days, he can only die miserably in pain and struggle – no magic or spell can cure such terrible pain.
Therefore, this so-called No. 3 potion can not only enhance the strength of the chess pieces under the church, but also turn into a life-saving rope, hanging on their necks at any time and anywhere. .