Chapter 1036: Enlightenment from the Grand Prophecy

"His Majesty"
Inside the central cathedral, look at the clear picture of the fierce battle that is happening in the Lowe Plain projected on the magic mirror surface. If you see angels killed by the strong of the Nether clan, it is especially favored by His Majesty the Pope. Luce was able to calm down, so after Li Junshan appeared, he killed several superpowers including a cardinal in succession, and then saw that he didn’t even care about his own life. The boss of the referee was slammed, and Farus couldn't help but exclaimed. (Reading novels)
Pope St. Paul of Light sat quietly on the chair and watched the real-time scene of the battlefield projected on the mirror surface of the temple. His face did not have the slightest surprise and angry expression, just like the calm of the past.
"Why don’t you let the angel army over there look over..."
It can really be comparable to the strength of the Ming Clan strongman who was tens of thousands of years ago. According to Farus, there are only Dior, Osme and a few red elders in the light gods here, but the latter ones are slightly worse. Seeing that a sudden appearance of Li Junshan brought the chaotic battle into an unpredictable situation, Farus couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, why are you..."
"I know what you want to say..."
The Pope of Light smiled faintly, and said, "Do you think that in some ways I am extremely unwise to push this Nicholas to our irreversible hostile change? Do you feel that I am somewhat indulgent now? A powerful human summoner? Just like the old demon who taught the devil?"
The clear and picturesque mirror surface suddenly showed ripples and waves. Obviously, the sudden wave of elemental tide forces on the battlefield of the Lowe Plain affected the elemental forces to form an "instant scene transmission". Farus looked away from the mirror surface and lowered his head. He did not say anything, apparently defaulting to His Majesty São Paulo’s inference.
"My dear boy, I will show you something."
The bright Pope’s smile on his face was constant, but there was a trace of melancholy in his tone. His right hand left the handrail of the sacred dragon, which was smooth and oily for thousands of years, but his hand hit a crystal crystal ball. .
"Memory Crystal"
Farus recognized it at first glance, remembering what the Pope said just now, and then reminiscent of His Majesty’s actions during this period. This octagonal heart
fluffy
that didn’t know that he was parasitic was the body of His Majesty’s brother. Up, I was nervous for a while.
When the mental power quickly poured into the memory crystal, the bright and blurred scene was projected from the memory crystal, as if it were an adaptive space. It twisted and fluctuated for a moment. Immediately, countless confusing lights quickly changed to make up almost one third The spiritual animation of the space above the main hall.
Obviously, the topography printed in this memory crystal ball is a tragic war scene. The endless sky is covered with lead-like dark clouds, and the lightning that tears the sky from time to time flashes, the smoke and fire of the war are everywhere, the earth The corpses were covered with large corpses, and the corpses piled up in a row like a mountain were filled with flags that had been swallowed slowly by the flame and the invisible signs.
The only creature in the picture is a flying vulture. This kind of creature that only death will like to use martial arts is more on the ground. Their sharp beaks and claws tear off large pieces of corpses on the ground. Flesh, enjoying the gluttonous feast that only belongs to them.
"This is where?"
Judging from the proportion of the screen, Farus only feels that this extremely tragic battlefield has occupied an area equivalent to the sum of the two Lowe Plains in the fierce battle. The unknown estimated death toll is at least 10 million. The fierce battlefield let Farus take a breath, but he couldn't help but ask.
"Watch it quietly, my child."
Sao Paulo responded faintly, but the center of his white eyebrows froze, and the unshakable worries were like distant mountains in the fog and spring rain.
His eyes glanced carefully in the crystal ball picture. Farus was more shocked when he saw it. The dead bodies on the ground covered almost all the races and powerful Warcraft he knew or saw.
Humans, elves, orcs, undeads, orcs, demons, angels, trolls, gnomes, dragons, dragons, warcraft, apes, earth lizards...
Warrior, magician, archer, sacrifice, paladin...
All races, all occupations, almost filled the entire battlefield of death, the most inexplicable thing is that the death of the corpses is fatal.
The head burst, and the situation is like the damage caused by the close impact of the huge impact force, including some large-scale Warcraft, the scary shock hole makes people look chilling and palpitated.
The burst or trauma caused by the rapid and powerful collision is more tearing and penetrating trauma, the chest is pierced, the body is torn in half, and even some dead bodies are completely flesh and blood, then the situation is like being attached to a tauren. The metal totem pole continuously hit hundreds of times at the same position, but it seemed to be swallowed and slashed off a large piece of flesh.
"Underworld?"
After all, Farus couldn't control his mouth and said: "Or Demon? Why do they have so many deadly wounds on their bodies? Who did this?"
Pope Saint Paul did not speak, his eyes fixed on the corner of the picture projected by the memory crystal ball, the expression was like waiting for something to suddenly appear.
The picture suddenly started to shake, and Farus thought it was a crystal ball, and immediately felt wrong, because the only thing shaking in the picture was the corpses on the ground and the vultures flying in mid-air in panic, while the vultures floating or flying in the air were nothing abnormal. Tremor.
Up north, down south, left west, right east, defining the picture projected by the crystal ball in this direction, Farus soon saw the middle east of the picture, and a dark pressure from the horizon surged toward the center of the battlefield.
At the same time, abnormalities also occurred in the southwest and northwest directions, and the dark shadows rolled with the dark clouds surging in the sky while advancing toward the center of the battlefield.
"The Devil Clan and the Clan of Our Lights"
Soon, Farus saw the army of shadows flowing from three directions to the center of the battlefield, and at this time he finally understood the source of the scene in the memory crystal ball picture.
After the appearance of the human summoner, until seven days ago, Farus, who served around the central cathedral all day, knew that the Pope had performed two major prophecies under his majesty, and even seven days ago he did not understand that the light was two major The joint advancement of the High Plane has reached the critical moment of life and death. Why does His Majesty the Pope have to cast a great prophecy that consumes power and may not be successful?
Obviously, the scene in the crystal ball picture of the memory in front of us is the "miracle" of the future that came from His Majesty the Pope when the Supreme God of Light propagated in response to his prayers.
"Could it be that in this battlefield where a terrible and terrible battle has just taken place, the three high-level planes are still fighting a life-and-death battle?"
The number of people who have died on the battlefield is estimated to be more than 10 million, but it can be seen that the number of the three parties appears to be almost the same. In his view, this is already the limit of the power of the three parties. The Mozu and Hades can be said to be able to be soldiers for the whole people, but the bright plane is not enough. Apart from the middle and high-level strong men, they can be added together as the number of soldiers of various races, but it is only about ten million.
The total population of the bright plane world is far greater than that of the Devil and Underworld, but they have the most terrifying human population. When confronting the horrible dark evil creatures such as the Ming and Devil, it is obvious that those who take the sword Or ordinary people who can charge up do not play any role at all.
"If this is the case, I don't have to worry so much."
Pope Guang sighed and said nothing again.
"Not a duel?" Farus was startled again and couldn't help asking: "What is that?"
"You pay attention to the restricted area of ​​life in the battlefield, even the most stupid, wise, and unaware of the frightened vultures."
Pope Saint Paul narrowed his eyes and looked at that position.
There was no reminder from His Majesty the Pope. Farus didn’t really notice. At this time, he discovered that he was attracted by a large amount of flesh and blood and would not easily leave the large number of vultures that were hovering in the air. Sure enough, he found that he was almost at the center of the battlefield. There is no vulture approaching within a kilometer of space.
"Where is there?"
Farus was about to ask the question of coming out of the mountain, but he saw a shadow floating from the jungle of the corpse mountain, but he was not as good as the octagonal trying to distinguish who the shadow was, so his eyes were almost squeezed. The scene that came out appeared.
It is like the illusion of light and shadow created by magic illusion, not one by one, but the shadows one by one appear in the air and ground where the black shadow is.
The biggest is like a huge mountain floating in the air, the smallest is in the golden ratio of the picture, but the size of the needle, and the boundless shadow in the blink of an eye appears at an unimaginable speed in the picture. Scattered, but in just a few breaths, the number is not inferior to the shadow of the total number of the three forces of the light gods, demons, and nethers in the picture, covering the center of the battlefield from the ground to the air.
"Nicholas, it's him... his summon beast..."
Farus was like a female elf pressed by a giant elephant, and the horrified and shrill voice seemed to shout from the neck.
"How many... three or four million... six or seven million or ten million..."
The large and small body of different shapes and shapes makes Farus no way to estimate the number of shapes that suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield. He exclaimed in horror: "How is it possible? This is a million calls. Beast, how much spiritual space does he have? How strong is his spiritual strength? How can it be possible to cast so many summoned beasts in an instant, which is simply impossible..."
"There is nothing impossible in this world..."
Pope São Paulo gave a long sigh, and when he watched the army of light gods, Hades, and Demons that had rushed to the center of the battlefield in three directions, the terror of the alien army at the center of the battlefield poured out like a tide On the occasion, the picture suddenly disappeared after a twist.
"He actually has so many summon beasts..."
Farus recovered the calm memory from the light and looked away from the crystal ball. He looked at His Majesty the Pope and said, "How many World of Warcraft? How did he find so many World of Warcraft hosts for his peculiar summon beast."
"You still don't see clearly."
Pope His Majesty stretched out the memory crystal ball, and said: "Among the high-level summoned beasts he owns, in addition to a few more, the number of summoned beasts that really causes a horrible growth is the ones on the ground. A low-level summoning beast like the ocean tide of the beast. The previous information made it clear that this Nicholas's innate beast egg is not only a Warcraft to be parasitized. I believe he is made of humans or other creatures. The host that summoned the eggs."
"what……"
Farus was dumbfounded, and after a while he was horrified and said: "Don't the materials from our investigation say that this Nicholas rejected the use of intelligent creatures as his calling beast egg host? He actually..."
Speaking of which, a terrifying scene appeared in Farus’s mind: a holy and powerful angel, or a fierce Demon or Hades, they beat like crazy or tear themselves with sharp claws 'S chest deliberately took out the parasitic monsters in their bodies and killed them, but in the end, they were still broken by the terrifying monsters and rushed out of the chest to devour their bodies...
The imaginary scene of and extremely cruel makes this eight-winged angel can't help Ji Lingling fight a cold war.
"Obviously something has changed this human summoner's mind or attitude..."
The Pope's voice was very solemn, he said: "So he will become so unscrupulous."
"Then your majesty, you should kill him before he has the most terrifying power..."
Fear made Farus forget even cautiousness and humility. He hurriedly said to Pope St. Paul: "If it were really for him to have so many horrible numbers of summons that could become reality at any time in the future of the Great Prophecy, he With so many high-level super-order summon beasts, wouldn't he be above the three high-level planes of ours and become an extremely terrible existence. By that time, who can restrain him?"
"I know what you said."
His Majesty the Pope's patience with Farus was much better than that of anyone. This may come from his brother Gaby, who had deeply hurt Pope St. Paul, and personally sent Gabby as an angel carrier. By changing him His soul changed to an unresolvable hatred between his brothers and brothers. This is also the only way for His Majesty the Pope to retain his brother’s body and promise to his parents.
This matter was not known to the second person, so that the twelve bishops and the eight winged angels of the Light Gods could not understand what Farus could do to make His Majesty the Pope so important.
"Look at this again..."
Pope St. Paul sighed, reflecting that the transparent light of the instant scene of the Lowe Plains battlefield still did not return to normal, but he raised his hand and hit a memory crystal ball again.
"The first battle scene you saw was the miracle that my Lord descended when I performed the Great Prophecy seven days ago, and this one was what I got from the Great Prophecy before I sent Kingskerman to the Devil World to find Nicholas. Of the supreme god."
As he explained to Farus, Pope St. Paul divided a spirit into the crystal ball floating in the air.
Seeing a stagnation in the space, a screaming horror came from Farus' throat, and the blank octagonal in his mind suddenly took a step back, supported by the temple. The pillar of the zenith was struck by his back with a violent roar, and Farus seemed to have no consciousness, and he pointed at the unchanging stagnation in the space, dumbfounded and unable to spit out a single word successfully.
The picture is somewhat distorted and more abstract, and looks like a hazy sky, but it is like that Farus recognized the distorted face of His Majesty the Pope in the picture at a glance.
The Pope wore a white robe, and Farus recognized at a glance that it was the sacred robe of the light of the gods, including the light crown on the head of the pope, and the light scepter in his hand. This is the light artifact. The three famous artifacts that make up the light suit.
The of the holy light on the robe seemed to be surging, the crown of the majesty of the Pope exploded countless thin white lights towards a body close to him, and the right of light in his hand The rod hit a thick pillar of light and struck another figure.
The position of the chest of the bright white robe, a black moon-shaped tearing space in the shape of a lunar blade appeared in the chest of His Majesty the Pope, and a twisted black shadow that looked like a tail looked down from another black crotch. He came out and pierced his lower abdomen like a viper.
"Nicholas is still his powerful summoning beast"
The white robe on the lower abdomen of His Majesty the Pope was stained with blood, and Farus struggled to remove his gaze from His Majesty, and then looked at the shadow on the lower left of the Pope. After the shadow, he couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Is there a difference?"
The Pope smiled faintly and said, "Whether it is him, or his summon beast, it makes no difference."
He looked up and looked at the black shadow on the upper right of His Majesty the Pope. The shadow wrapped in the dark power was only two meters tall. Si can only see a piece of iron with a rectangular shape protruding from the shadow. The round hole at the tip of the iron is bursting with a fiery flame, while another sharp spear pierced the void and pierced the pope. The twisted figure below.
"Who the is this?"
Farus fully believed that the shadow above was the supreme demon pope of the demon world, but he could clearly see the scene in the distorted picture, and he was very confused in his mind when he was horrified.
The pope's light scepter in the picture waved a pillar of light to stab Nicholas below, and the light from the crown above his head pierced the shadow above.
The shadow that Farus considered to be the Pope of the Demon God was equally strange. The direction of the violent fire in the weird iron was Pope St. Paul, and the spear pointed in the hand was Nicholas under Pope St. Paul or his innate summon monster.
The "beastized" Nicholas is the same as his innate summoning beast. The tip of the tail penetrates the belly of His Majesty St. Paul, and his pointed claws are caught by the devil pope above his head.
Three people fighting, three people-all enemies...