Vol 2 Chapter 295: Tricky

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By the time Wu Hui turned his attention to the lower bound, there was a full-scale war between the two sides.
The angel squad headed by St. Luke, and the old but sincere old Pope St. John Nasadell, naturally did not allow the pseudo-pope Ignaz to go on like this, and attacked each other on the spot.
So an unavoidable war, just like a lit dynamite barrel, exploded.
"Father, you are wrong now, and you have no time to regret it!"
"Presumptuous! I am the emperor of mankind. What do I want to do without judging you! You give me all!"
As the leader of the rebels, the third prince Charles took the lead to confront his father, and Princess Haige led the allies of the Haizu and Magic Association to start supporting.
However, his father Carlos deserves to be an emperor of the empire. The card he holds in his hands is almost the most powerful human force on the entire continent.
Even in the face of Charles, Princess Haige, and the members of the Magic Society brought by President Mason, they were still calm and invincible.
On the other side, the dark witch Judy shouted the slogan "burn all blasphemy heretics", led her companions, and killed the Psionic Guard in the past.
The black-eyed people in the eyes of these outsiders are indeed difficult to see from the outside, but once they fought, the weird fighting methods and the fierce and fearless fighting momentum made their opponents under great pressure and were too tired to cope.
At high altitude, Archangel Augustus commanded the Angel Squad and a hundred Pegasus gods. The army split in two ways. The main support was the Dark Witch to attack the Vatican Guards. The other part assisted the third prince Charles to deal with the high-end combat power of the Imperial Army.
There is no way, the high-end combat power of the Imperial Army and the Puppet Guards is too much at the moment. It can be said that they have already represented the strongest forces in the human camp in this world. If they cannot deal with them carefully, they will certainly be able to find a chance to come back.
Fortunately, Wu Hui is no longer the same as before, and the men and horses he convened are also very elite. In addition, there are also his angel squad and the hundred guardians of the kingdom of God, which is enough to compete with each other.
In this way, the whole battle quickly fell into anxiety.
The strong against the strong on both sides, the soldiers against the soldiers, thousands of people all the way from the temple to the valley.
The violent turbulence caused the rocks to collapse, the ground to shake, and a large forest in the valley to be destroyed, as if there was a hurricane crossing, and the place where it passed was devastated and messy.
However, both sides have done their best, each one is a top-flight leader who has gone through hundreds of battles. In life and death, everyone is doing their best, and no one dares to show the slightest care. Therefore, although the fighting is extremely fierce at present, no one on either side can do anything about it in a short period of time. Only the fierce endless fighting has intensified, and it continues to spread towards the fevered stage.
"Well, that's not the case with war angels!"
In the high air, the pseudo-pope Ignaz's aura was fully open. He was exuding a dazzling light, his eyes burning like a torch, and a wave of mighty air, which swept the hunting and hunting of his wide pope robe.
From a distance, he really looks like a devil looking down at the world, and his power is terrifying.
"Hum! Presumptuous!"
With a cold hum, Saint Luke, who was going all out at this time, looked so cold that he raised the Hague Rifle again and pierced straight towards Ignaz.
The burning sacred flames, and the indomitable killings, seemed like a thunderbolt that cut through the sky, to the extreme.
"Blasphemy, don't allow you to arrogantly before my Lord!"
At the same time, on the other side, the old Pope Nasadel also flew high, killing Ignaz quickly while St. Luke's main attack.
"Holy light, punish!"
The old pope quickly shortened his distance from Ignaz, and at the same time held the golden scepter of the cross in his hand and held it high.
Suddenly, a giant golden fist formed entirely of pure light suddenly appeared above Ignaz's head.
The giant golden fist with a diameter of dozens of meters, as if it really was the punishment from the gods, with the terrifying power of destroying the world, smashing towards Ignaz below.
Saint Luke and the old Pope Nasadel are both demigods up to 9th level. At this time, they are going all out, and each hit is enough to destroy the mountain. If hit by the front, even if the opponent is also a level 9 demigod, I am afraid that he will have to peel off the skin.
Now, Saint Luke and the old pope are working together, far more powerful than individuals, in order to quickly defeat the arrogant and false pope Ignaz, completely suppress!
But helplessly, the pseudo-pope Ignaz holding an artifact is too powerful.
Ignaz raised his scepter of light, and leaned forward, the golden sacred sacred of time was a masterpiece, a layer of solid light barriers of light, appeared out of thin air.
"Holy barriers!"
This trick is the very famous patron saint and sacred barrier in the Holy See.
It was only in the hands of the pseudo-pope Ignaz that this move seemed to be light weight, and the sacred barriers between understatement had already appeared. And the range of protection is not just as simple as a shield, but a city wall, a strong fortress that is indestructible and completely wrapped!
"Oh!"
"Boom!"
St. Luke's sacred gun, the old pope's light punishment, in turn bombarded the sacred barriers outside the false pope Ignaz.
However, apart from the fierce roar and the explosion of energy, Ignaz's body was like a golden wall of glass, only shaking, without any sign of damage.
"Well ... I, Ignaz will eventually become a god, no one can stop me!"
Ignaz was even more excited. He smirked and waved his wand suddenly, "Holy Light Torrent!"
Just listen to the loud sound of "Boom."
The sacred barriers that enveloped Ignaz's body exploded. A circle of vast and sacred light energy, like a tide, rushed in all directions.
Above the valley, the sky was instantly shrouded in golden light.
The horrible wind pressure brought by the giant equivalent power raged through the valley. The sand and rocks were scattered throughout the valley, and the vegetation was crooked. The two sides at war were deeply shocked by this horrible blow, and even couldn't stop the offensive in their own hands and looked into the sky inexplicably.
St. Luke and the old Pope Nassador were forced to put on shields under Ignaz's brutal offensive and backed away again.
Originally, the two armies fought against each other, and the battle was inextricably divided. At this moment, it seems that the center of gravity of the victory and defeat has gradually shifted to the three demigods above.
"The situation is not good."
In the kingdom of God, Wu Hui frowned slightly. He didn't expect the pseudo-pope holding an artifact, and he actually fought against the two 9th-level demigods of Saint Luke and the old pope. It was a little unexpected. .
This caused him to whisper secretly. The pseudo-pope Ignaz, who had been secretly dormant for decades, was really amazing. Now, under the forceful increase of the artifact scepter, it is only a distant line from the real divine realm. Already.
And according to the records of the godhead, this artifact left by the old bright was an excessive artifact that was eliminated by him at the time.
But excessive artifacts are also artifacts. Now Wu Hui also sees the terrible power of artifacts for the first time. It seems that the future creation of magic weapons must also be put on the plan.
Obviously, a powerful weapon of the magic weapon is too great in combat.
At the same time, the battle between the three 9-level demigods continued at a high altitude in the valley below.
The pseudo-pope Ignaz has a very high level of strength and is assisted by artifacts. The majestic strength seems to be endless, so that during the fierce battle, he always maintains a calm attitude.
In contrast, Saint Luke was clearly respiteing as his power continued to drain.
Especially the old Pope Nassadeer, who has been detained in the Inquisition for too long, his body has been severely mutilated, his vitality has been lost, and he can barely fight, which is why Wu Hui relies on temporary treatment with divine magic.
Now, as his remaining strength is continuously being consumed, his weakened and broken body can no longer support his will, he is breathing heavily, his face is full of pain and fatigue.
"Well, Nasadel, I admire your loyalty to the God of Light, but what can your faith bring you now?"
The pseudo-pope Ignaz swept away St. Luke, who was fighting with him, and turned to launch an onslaught against the old pope.
He knew that the old guy couldn't support him. As long as he defeated one, he would definitely win this war!
"boom!"
"Boom boom!"
After several slamming blows, the Holy Light Shield that the old Pope Nasadre reluctantly held up was immediately blasted.
Under the impact of severe energy, the old pope, like a kite with a broken line, spit a blood on his head and fell straight from the sky to the ground.
"Father, father!"
"Under the crown!"
As the adopted daughter of the old pope, Liliana exclaimed when she saw this scene.
Not far from her, two archbishops Edward and James, who have followed the old pope for decades, were equally nervous.
However, they were faced with 8-level enemies, such as Archbishop Marne of the Red Cardinals, and had no time to split. In addition to relieving this concern to the bottom of my heart, I can only concentrate on dealing with the powerful enemy at hand.
But there is no doubt that watching the shot down of the old pope Nasadell did have a certain effect on the morale of Wu Hui's generals. On the contrary, the morale of the Imperial Army and the Puppet Church rose significantly, and their offensive against the generals on the side of Wu Hui was significantly strengthened.
"Now it's just you!"
The pseudo-pope Ignaz hovered high, with a pair of eyes full of mischief, staring coldly at Archangel Saint Luke.
St. Luke's face was cold and solemn, and the six wings were raised with majesty. Under the solemn light surrounding him, he held a lance and confronted Ignaz.
There is no doubt that the pseudo-pope in front of him is a tough enemy he has never faced.
The opponent is not only superior to him in the realm of strength, but also has the help of artifacts. Such a powerful enemy has made the situation in this battle a little more confusing.
"Is that the gate of heaven that connects the kingdom of God?"
The false pope Ignaz's eyes slowly fell behind Saint Luke, on the yet-closed door of heaven. "Is there really a behind that door? Oh, this pope is going to take a look today!"
In other words, Ignaz stepped on it, like a shining comet, and rushed towards the gate of heaven.
"Bold! Will the kingdom of God allow you to profane?"
Seeing the opposite direction rushing into the gate of heaven, Archangel Saint Luke flew his gun and stabbed Ignaz.
Ignaz slammed the door of heaven, and naturally had his intention.
If there is a behind the gate of heaven, then he will admit it even if he is dead.
But if not? Hehe, that means the return of the God of Light is a lie! And Ignaz, after defeating these obstacles, will truly reach the top!
By that time, he will become a new legend, the entire human race, the entire world, will worship him.
However, Wu Lu's six-winged archangel Saint Luke naturally did not let him pass easily.
Although Saint Luke has just been promoted to level 9 shortly, but with the powerful attributes of war angels, his individual strength has far exceeded the ordinary level 9 demigod.
Maybe he can't defeat Ignaz holding the artifact, but Ignaz will also have a hard time passing through his blockade.
The battle between the two was like a fiery fire, which raged in the sky.
Wu Hui, who was watching the battle in the Kingdom of God, could not help but show a anger on his face.
"This pseudo-pope who dared to challenge the might of God, actually wanted to charge into the kingdom of God. It was really courageous."
Wu Hui slowly stood up from the chair, and silently stared at the false pope in the lower bound.
He opened the door to heaven on the one hand to convey the angel squad led by Saint Luke and the guards of hundreds of gods and people. On the other hand, the magnificent miracles can suppress the enemy and greatly improve their morale.
The reason why he didn't close it immediately was because he was out of his head, thinking that the battle would end soon, so he didn't have to open the door repeatedly, and he could save a lot of divine power without talking about it.
But he did not expect that the pseudo-pope was so tenacious with the help of artifacts, which was somewhat unexpected.
Now that the pseudo-pope has released his words, wouldn't it seem that he was afraid of him if he closed the door to heaven again?
So this door is really closed now.
While watching the battle, Wu Hui secretly murmured, how could he be the heir to the orthodox light and the master of the kingdom of light god?
The puppet pope who blasphemed the gods, dare to come here, he has a ten percent certainty to make the other party fly away, at most it is only a bit more divine power ~ EbookFREE.me ~ he did not choose to take a shot now, because he is a God, he ca n’t control everything, right? Besides, the divine power is so scarce. Do you really want the divine power without money?
However, such a thing as a false pope really sounded an alarm for him.
That is the power of his bright god, which is still too weak, far less than one ten thousandth of the old bright god.
Believers, divine power, and an overbearing army of angels are all desperately short of repairing even the gods and kingdom.
Now a puppet pope who is only at the peak of level 9 makes him so tricky. If he encounters powerful enemies, evil gods, and even old bright gods' enemies, what should he do?
Is it possible to be a with a tail in it? How does that work!
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