If he had known this was the case, he would have teamed up with Karl to kill Ye Qiu no matter what he said earlier.

Well now, Karl is dead, and he is also shrouded in the shadow of death.

"Karl, you idiot, you insisted on fighting alone and got me killed."

Paul cursed in his heart, stood up from the ground, showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and said: "Mr. Ye, please show mercy."

"I'm no match for you. There's no point in continuing the fight."

"I agree to the three conditions you mentioned before. You can take the prophet away. Remember to give me the scriptures when you reach the border."

Ye Qiu looked at Paul and grinned: "Isn't it too late to talk about this now?"

"Mr. Ye, what do you mean?" Paul had a bad feeling in his heart.

"I said, I will suppress you."

boom!

Ye Qiu took action decisively.

The whip was swung continuously, and in just the blink of an eye, a mid-level king master was beaten to death by Ye Qiushengsheng.

Then, he grabbed Paul's body, jumped up, and appeared above the gate wall of the Papal Palace.

boom!
Chapter completed!