The Arrival of Elves: A laboratory was blown up at the beginning

"Gengar, Bi Diao, Ibrahimovic, Riolu, Xuwuid, we finally successfully completed the first step."

"Guo Huhu~" Geng Gui's voice was still a little weak, but he was also very excited.

He has been following Su Liang for the longest time, so he naturally knows that the hardships Su Liang has suffered in the past few months cannot be described in just two words. Sometimes he thinks that Su Liang will definitely not be able to bear it, but Su Liang grits his teeth. Hold it back.

"By the way, come on, Gengar, let me check you out and make sure you don't get seriously injured by Yveltal."

After Su Liang finished speaking, he sat up and, just like last time, he hugged Geng Gui with one force.

He closed his eyes and placed his forehead against Geng Gui. The thin blue-gold power slowly spread to Geng Gui.

The power in Su Liang's body has not recovered much yet, so he can only use this method to check.

Su Liang used the power of the waveguide to walk around Geng Gui's body several times, confirming that Geng Gui had only exhausted his strength before exiting tiredly.

"Phew - it's okay. Gengar has a good night's rest and regains his strength. He should be fine tomorrow."

"Everyone is tired today. Let's go to bed first. Tomorrow we will start a new journey."

……

Su Liang felt that he had not rested for a few days before the selection day came.

Su Liang, wearing the black robe representing the Holy Son, stood behind the Pope with an expressionless face, looking at the crowded crowd in the audience.

This was the first time he appeared in front of the congregation. As soon as he appeared, he felt that eyes from all directions were falling on him.

These gazes include curiosity, inquiry, ridicule, murderous intent, and even more dissatisfaction.

It seems that many people do not recognize my identity as the Holy Son.

Su Liang silently counted the people. There were about 1000 participants.

Su Liang looked at these people with dark eyes. No matter how dissatisfied these people were, he was the Holy Son now, and they were still not qualified to challenge him.

"It's almost time, Your Holiness."

Blood Blade was still standing not far away, and when the time came, he stepped forward to inform.

The Pope took a step forward and said nothing more. He only said four words, "The selection begins."

Su Liang glanced at the Pope uncomfortably, thinking that the Pope would also give a speech to the school leaders at the beginning of the school year. He would have to speak for a while, but he didn't expect that it would only be four words.

After speaking, the Pope turned and left. He would only be present at the final game.

Su Liang looked left and right, not knowing what to do. Should he follow the Pope or stay here to watch the selection?

The seven bishops next to him each sat in their own seats, without any thought of helping him.

Su Liang's eyes darkened. Sure enough, the people here were not easy to get along with. They were all waiting to see his joke.

Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he noticed Xue Ren's hand making a subtle gesture.

Su Liang understood immediately, turned around and walked towards the throne in the middle behind him.

The Pope has left, and he must see this game to the end. He is the Son now, and this is where he should be.

When the seven bishops saw Su Liang's actions, they showed a rare trace of satisfaction.

"I didn't expect our little holy son to be so smart~"

Huang Yi covered his mouth and chuckled, his gentle swaying figure making the non-fighting cult members in the audience feel excited.

"Hmph, stop acting like this. You are already an old monster and you are still pretending to be young." Lu Yi was as venomous as ever.

Hongyi looked at Su Liang with admiration and said, "Well done. The Holy Son is still young, so we can teach him slowly."

"Slow down! We can't slow down!" Lu Yi's cold gaze swept across the audience, "This is our only chance, so I will never allow anyone to destroy it."

"Okay, just watch quietly. These little guys seem to want to compete with the Holy Son." Cheng Yi acted as a peacemaker.

"It's a pity that if you want to compete with the Holy Son, you need to be at least the top three in the selection."

Hongyi narrowed his eyes, "Not everyone can step on the Holy Son we agree with."

A faint but bloody murderous intent filled the stands, and immediately everyone silenced their voices and looked down.

Su Liang also withdrew his attention from them. It was almost as he thought. Sure enough, the seven bishops needed this No. 1 reward.

Today is the first selection, 1000 people will be selected from 500 people.

It is said that auditions are the most boring, and Su Liang thinks this is correct. He sat on the throne and watched these people fight. Many people used dirty tricks, but the battle between elves seemed not that important.

Su Liang raised his hands to cover his face and yawned slightly. Originally, he wanted to learn the skills of elf fighting from these people, but now, instead of learning the skills, he has learned a bunch of shady killing moves.

Su Liang observed the seven bishops out of the corner of his eye, trying to find out through their reactions which of the following people belonged to them.

But these people are all foxes who have become spirits and have no reaction at all.

Su Liang curled his lips. He didn't know enough about people, so he stopped looking.

"Not everyone can sit on this throne."

Su Liang rubbed his waist indiscriminately. He had been sitting for too long and couldn't move at will. His whole body was stiff as hell.

Just as he was looking down at the field in boredom, he suddenly saw a nimble-moving Miaomiao.

"Miaomiao? Does it look familiar?"

Su Liang thought again and again, and a person appeared in his mind, a person he had never seen since he came to the Holy Cult.

"By the way, where did the saint go? I haven't seen her yet?"

"Logically speaking, the Holy Son and the Saint should be of the same level, but why have I never heard from Blood Blade and the others that there is such a thing as a Saint?"

Su Liang recalled for a long time and confirmed that the Pope had never mentioned the saint at all.

He planned to ask Blood Blade first after everything was done here, and then go to the Pope if there was no result.

Thinking of the Saint, Su Liang's eyes darkened. He was a little concerned about the look in the Saint's eyes before she left the last time they met.

Just when Su Liang was distracted, the Pope suddenly strode up to the stand from behind.

Before Su Liang could make any move, the seven bishops stood up first, bowed their heads and saluted, "His Majesty the Pope."

The Pope and Blood Blade were still in the same black ecclesiastical uniforms as before. They were dusty and looked like they had just finished their work.

The Pope walked to the stage and attracted everyone's attention. People who were playing also stopped unconsciously and looked up at him.

Su Liang only came to his senses and stood up from the throne when the Pope came to him.

He glanced at the seven bishops who were standing quietly aside, and stood silently next to the Pope.

The Pope also noticed Su Liang's movements, but he didn't say anything and acquiesced to Su Liang's movements. He didn't even say anything when Su Liang didn't salute.

Seeing this scene, a hint of happiness flashed in Hong Yi's eyes, a hint of darkness slipped through Green Yi's eyes, and the corner of Huang Yi's mouth curved in a seductive arc.

The Pope glanced at Xue Ren, who nodded and took a step forward, "Quiet, the Pope's latest decree is announced below."

Upon hearing the word pope, Su Liang immediately turned his attention to the seven bishops.

This time they finally showed different expressions. The red one looked confused, the orange one was more confused, the yellow one was more surprised than suspicious, the green one was only a little surprised, and the blue and purple ones were happy.

Lu Yi's reaction was different from everyone else's. Su Liang thought for a while and then concluded that there was more fear and resentment in his eyes.

Why is this person different from everyone else?

Su Liang tilted his head and looked at the Pope again, trying to discern the Pope's thoughts.

But the Pope was calm. He even used the waveguide, but he still felt no fluctuation.