Chapter 1022: not the right time yet

Chapter 1022: Not The Time
"Your Majesty is wise. (Read novel)"
The intriguing Dior patted a fool, and immediately asked respectfully, "What about the undead? They are just gathering around the city of Angels. The last information we got was more than an hour ago. They were still waiting. There, I don’t see any plan to attack elsewhere."
"The undead army need not ignore him for now."
Sao Paulo smiled faintly and said: "Compared to the Nether and Demon races, the terrible plane of the undead are those who do not know the fear of life and death and the number of horrors. The number of their high-level strongmen is very small. As far as I know, it is only The dead bones are pretty good, but I think that the bishops here can pass on any one of them and ignore them first."
"Your Majesty's words are..."
Another cardinal Hess seized the opportunity and said: "The Demon and the Underworld opened the space door to attack at the same time, which we can understand, after all, they have been assembled for so long, and it is also a matter of time. It’s just that I’m a little strange. Why did the plane of the undead lie horizontally and then suddenly came over? Did the dead bone or some other undead have the ability to tear the large plane door?"
"Hess, you just saw the surface..."
Sao Paulo chuckled: "If you have carefully paid attention to the intelligence of the dead bones, then you will find a shadow in front of him from beginning to end."
"Nicholas"
Hess suddenly realized that he immediately admired and said sincerely: "Your Majesty has everything and everything is small and small. I remember so clearly. I almost ignored this human summoner who had no news for a while."
When others heard this, they immediately scolded in their hearts. Hess was clearly a naked fart. Otherwise, with his past savvy, how could he not think that the emergence of the army of undead could have nothing to do with Nicholas.
Not to mention, even if St. Paul’s status is completely above hundreds of millions of people today, if he had to say who he would be, he would only be the boss of the of light. Although he can’t talk about the martial arts being beaten, the pope obviously The mood is now a little more pleasant than before.
"Evil forces have set foot on the most sacred plane of light, and the sins that offend the Supreme God will be destroyed eventually..."
The smile of Pope Saint Paul’s face faded away, but he put on a majestic face and said:
Everyone who offends the Supreme God, killing knowledge is evil, killing all forces that do not belong to the original light plane, killing

Of the three "kill" words, Pope Saint Paul's words are not heavy, but the cardinal present can hear the unstoppable killing intention in his heart.
In a hurry, and in a hurry, the twelve red cardinals even left the central cathedral with a heavy mission or excitement or fear without drinking half a sip of wine.
There are, of course, exceptions. His Majesty St. Paul left Dior and the referee Osm.
"If the Pope of the Demon God appears, and the Demon God will command the super powers, I am afraid that the 31 winged angels and the two Cardinal adults stationed in Mohan Mobe City may not be able to withstand it."
Dior was worried.
"Is there only Demon God?"
There were only Dior and Osm in the hall, and Pope St. Paul’s brows were finally frowned: "I went to see when the Nether Clan just invaded. If I say that the super powers that the Nether Realm has sprung up in these ten thousand years, I will not put it In my eyes, then the blood-less young in the Underworld ten thousand years ago was still alive, including several other Ming tribes who had experienced the plane war of ten thousand years ago. I believe they are not alone."
"Little blood is still alive? Who else?"
Dior and Osm look surprised. Obviously, they have heard of the names of the strong men of the Nether clan that rang in the plane war 10,000 years ago.
"The tide, there are a few Roses and Barbarians." The Pope said with a long sigh, "The blood is less powerful than before, and even at first glance, I couldn't tell which one was his real body. It’s his deity. And Rose, she was active in the Plane Wars 10,000 years ago, but I didn’t even know that she also had a giant terrasque beast, and a terrifying defense without fear of any magic attack. At the peak of strength, the giant Terasque."
"The Giant of Terrasque"
The corner of Dior's mouth twitched. He wanted to say something but didn't say it, but Osme was obviously more direct than him, but said in surprise: "That day the battle array was estimated to be useless, at least in the face of this Thai The Rasque beast is useless."
Angel battle array is a special magic circle for more than six angels to deal with the strength or the number of horrible and powerful enemies. This kind of battlefield can gather six angels or more people to attack and defend. Angel battle array is a magic power. The category, but in front of the giant Terasque, this kind of circle is not at all useful.
Just like the Phoenix, the darling of the of fire, will treat the blazing flame as a gentle drizzle of moisture, for the giant monster of Tarasque, magic immunity is absolute immunity, any magic power is invalid for it, angel The battle front did not threaten it at all.
Dior and Osme are well aware that it is the angel battle formed by twelve octagonal angels, facing the unscrupulous and unimaginable terrorist physical attack of the unharmed Terrasque monster, and How long can it last?
"So don't just think about the bright plane, the Ming people can't be underestimated."
There was a bit of a wry smile on Pope Saint Paul’s face, saying:
The plane battle of 10,000 years ago, we can say that the plane of light holds the initiative from beginning to end. This time, it’s better because of a normal call. God, he is still a horror monster that has never appeared in the history of all planes. All of this was made by him. We are passive."
"Your Majesty, don't worry."
Dior couldn't see the majesty and majesty just now from Pope St. Paul's face. He could even feel the fear and sorrow of His Majesty the Pope, the spokesperson of the Supreme God in the eyes of all men in the bright plane.
"The Hades and Devil may be arrogant for some time, but I firmly believe that with the protection of the Supreme God and the wise leadership of His Majesty, our bright plane will still win this war."
"Blessing of the Supreme God?"
Pope Sao Paulo suddenly laughed: "Osme, how many angels are there on the Holy Island now, you averagely distribute it to Mohan Mobe City and Babi City, and then..."
With that, the Pope glanced at Dior and narrowed his eyes and said, "The two of you go to Barbie City. As long as you have the opportunity to kill the little blood or the giant Tarasque, then the remaining Nether It’s no longer our threat, it’s a matter of time to eliminate or expel them."
"Yes."
Dior and Osme knew exactly what the squinted eyes of His Majesty the Pope meant, and the two of them bowed together and said, "Your Majesty, rest assured, we must work together to live up to the heavy trust of our adults."
"That's fine."
Pope São Paulo smiled slightly, but still urged: "Be careful, I can't guarantee that they are all without blood, and no one can guarantee that there will be other super-strong strongmen who survived thousands of years ago."
Dior and Osme responded, but the former asked with some uneasiness: "Where is the Demon Race?"
"I'll visit it."
His Majesty St. Paul stood up and walked to the center of the temple, looking up at the beautiful portrait of the Supreme God on the wall above his head, and sighed for a while: "Hope this time, the Supreme God will be kind to us."
"What about Nicholas?"
Dior estimates that this Christmas is coming to an end, and he still can't help but ask: "The situation in front of him is all caused by his own hands, don't we ignore him?"
"Ignore him."
There was a smile on the pope’s face:
It’s not the right time.

"Not yet..."
Dior and Osm looked at each other, but both saw confusion and confusion on the other's face. The pope looked at them with a slight smile, but never explained.
………………
If the first collision between the Ming tribe and the Light Shinto in front of the Plane Passage was just a one-sided slaughter, after all, the Light Plane did not invest too many high-level strongmen in that war, but in the end it was still Li Junshan and the two Popes. Adults disturb, then at this moment, on the Lowe Plains north of Lowe City from the light plane, the underworld and the light plane are performing an unprecedented fight.
After the Pope’s jihad command was issued, ten large-scale space teleportation arrays lined up in the city of Barbie City, a ministry of light gods stationed in the city of Lowe, were only about four million in half a day. The army of light gods finally joined with the underworld.
This army of more than 3 million people is all composed of the most elite warriors on the bright plane~EbookFREE.me~ The largest number of humans account for nearly 60% of the population, while the other 30% But they are all composed of orcs, elves, and other races of the sea clan.
The sea tribes of the Abyssinian continent, the demon tribes have a way to let the sea tribes fight from the water, and the light gods naturally have their way, whether it is a large water-proof enchantment cast by the sea magician himself or a red dress on the bright plane. The water separation method developed by Bishop Sith is the most powerful guarantee for the Hai people to fight for a long time.
In a large-scale war, the role of the magician is irreplaceable, and in this team where the bright plane is facing the Ming Clan, there are at least 70,000 sea clan magicians composed of magic corps, not all of which are actually cast by the magic corps. At that moment, no one can predict how amazing it will be.
When meeting the advance of the Ming clan, the sky was getting late. Whether it was the Ming clan who exclaimed with excitement and raised his hand and sent a magical arrow to the rear army, or lined up the army of the light gods rushing past, their march The heavy ground trembles, and the shadows that appear in the sky suddenly flow like giant giants toward the junction where the two armies are about to touch.
A light white body floated from behind the army of light gods. Those angel wings with six wings and more wings were suddenly covered with a huge sky dome. The blazing holy light turned the dim night sky into daylight.