Chapter 2618: Chapter 2618: Collaboration
"What’s going on!"
Bam!
Far away, thousands of miles!
The Archbishop was using drone technology, preparing to watch a good show with the Vatican.
But what they saw was Eric Jackson easily killing Red River Aro.
And he even talked wildly, insulting God!
Insulting the Vatican!
Insulting them!
"How could this happen!" The usually composed Archbishop flipped the table in front of him, his whole body trembling.
This battle, he had been anticipating for a long time.
Those guided by God are all top experts, one in a million.
Even the Black Bishop only lost to top-level experts like Iwan Martinez who dared to risk their lives.
This time, sending Red River Aro to deal with Eric Jackson was supposed to be very easy.
For the Archbishop, it was more about showing off.
He wanted to demonstrate the Vatican’s power in front of everyone.
Even if something unexpected happened at Demarco Mount, with Red River Aro’s abilities, escape would be a breeze.
Moreover, the Archbishop had stationed reinforcements at the foot of the mountain.
Ready to assist Red River Aro at any time.
But he never expected that even without anyone else intervening, Eric Jackson directly killed Red River Aro!
While killing, he didn’t forget to insult the Vatican!
The Vatican’s reputation was utterly ruined!
In the church, a pin drop could be heard.
No one dared to speak.
Many eyes were still filled with shock and surprise.
They too considered the possibility of Red River Aro failing.
After all, it was Demarco Mount, where there were people from the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.
But no one could have imagined that Eric Jackson could easily kill Red River Aro.
No one intervened.
"Archbishop, this situation is very bizarre, and we must get to the bottom of it." A blue-robed Archbishop frowned and said, "Our Vatican has suffered heavy losses recently and can’t afford any more turmoil."
The Vatican was ambitious, wanting to restore its former prestige.
Indeed, over the years, the Archbishop had amassed a considerable amount of resources.
The Vatican was filled with experts. Once they emerged, they could swiftly reclaim their status as a top power.
But they never expected that the Vatican would be targeted from the start, resulting in the death and injury of many elites.
And now, they were losing bishops one after another.
Admittedly, these losses were significant, but compared to the Vatican’s vast size, they weren’t severe yet.
However, successive failures were destroying morale!
Many in the Vatican felt lost about the future.
Originally, Red River Aro’s early entry into the heavenly path was like giving the Vatican members a shot of confidence.
It made them see hope, motivating them to continue serving the Vatican in the hopes of seeing God.
But now, even after meeting God, Red River Aro was killed by a traitor!
Some had already begun to wonder, is God not as powerful as Julius Reed?
Although the exact details were unclear, it was certainly related to Julius Reed.
Otherwise, even if Eric Jackson exceeded expectations, he wouldn’t have been a match for Red River Aro.
"Hello."
At this moment, the Archbishop’s phone rang.
He put it on speaker, calmly saying, "The Red Bishop has gone to see God. You can come back."
"Sorry."
An unfamiliar voice came from the phone.
"Who are you!"
The Red Bishop felt a chill of fear!
This was a call from those people at the foot of the mountain; how could it be a stranger’s voice?
"I’m a Wolf Cavalry of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance. Your people were sent to meet God by me."
The call ended with a burst of wanton laughter.
Bam!
The Archbishop crushed the phone in his grip, his whole body shaking.
Those around him also felt a bit terrified.
How come none survived?
The entire force wiped out?
"Davin Pine, you immediately find out what’s going on!" The Archbishop lit a cigar, but in his distraction, nearly burned his hand.
He knew he couldn’t panic.
"If I hadn’t been severely injured and ambushed by that brat Silvio Reed, I would have wiped out everyone at Demarco Mount!"
Sighing, the Archbishop waved his hand and said, "Disperse. By sunset tomorrow, Davin Pine, you must find out the truth!"
"Understood." The Blue-robed Archbishop grinned, stood up, and left.
A pessimistic atmosphere pervaded the Vatican.
Meanwhile, within a mountainous area less than 500 miles from Demarco Mount.
Silvio Reed was sitting in a chair, holding a wine glass.
Before him, the yellow sand whirled.
"Care to sit down and talk?" Silvio Reed calmly raised his wine glass.
In his current form, he was merely a pool of blood, but he could transform into a human shape like the Blood Soul Emperor.
After a while, a skeleton emerged from the sands.
It was Marcellus Lopez!
"Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you?" Marcellus Lopez asked coldly.
He had hidden here, but to his surprise, he was found by Silvio Reed’s people.
Thinking it would be a deadly battle, he never expected Silvio Reed to set up a table, inviting him to have a drink.
Marcellus Lopez didn’t really want to die. Seeing this opportunity, he hesitated for a moment but still chose to step out.
To see what Silvio Reed really wanted.
"There are no eternal enemies in this world, only interests." Julius Reed pushed a glass of wine to Marcellus Lopez: "Actually, you don’t really want to kill me; you just want to sit in that highest position. And I am merely an obstacle in your path."
"But you killed me. This enmity, I can’t forget!" Marcellus Lopez didn’t take the glass of wine but yelled angrily: "You enjoyed centuries, while I lived miserably; it’s unfair! You owe me too much!"
"Is it important!"
Silvio Reed was neither angry nor guilty, still smiling and saying, "Even if you kill me, so what? Can you stand at the top? Julius Reed will still want to kill you. You will still have to continue a life on the run or live in hiding."
"Consider it the debt I owe you; let’s make a deal."
Silvio Reed took a sip of wine, looked at him, and said, "I just need one of your special skills, and that’s to disguise as another person."
The moment Silvio Reed finished speaking, Marcellus Lopez was on high alert: "How do you know!"
"Don’t forget, in ancient matters, no one has researched more thoroughly than I have." Silvio Reed slightly raised the corner of his mouth and calmly said, "Do me a favor; I’ll give you half my realm. I, Silvio Reed, have my word and will do as promised."
"You have no credibility." Marcellus Lopez stared at him coldly.
"Is that so?" Suddenly, Silvio Reed transformed into a pool of blood and fell onto Marcellus Lopez’s body in an instant.
"Ah!"
Marcellus Lopez screamed in agony.
The blood clung directly to his bones.
Nearly strangled him!
Silvio Reed’s blood formed a head and appeared near Marcellus Lopez’s ear: "I can kill lowlifes like you anytime. Now, do you want death, or half the realm? You and I have been colleagues for years; I need someone obedient. And you, just happen to fit the bill."
"I... I agree." Marcellus Lopez had already died once, and he couldn’t bear another demise leading to soul dispersion.
"Very well." Silvio Reed instantly disappeared, reformed into human shape, and reappeared on the chair.
"Come, drink this glass of wine. I’ll lure Julius Reed away, and then you will become him, infiltrate Demarco Mount, and feed this to Quella Radcliffe."
Silvio Reed lifted the glass, and in his other hand, he spread open his palm.
There lay a pill.
