The two of them were enjoying themselves in the cave, but the Storm Pope was furious outside. The oracle he received only told him that Wendy was within a radius of 100 kilometers, but this area was full of high and low mountains, and the terrain was extremely complex, and it was very difficult to find someone. And the god of the storm seems to have really weakened a lot after the failure of his arrival, and even the connection with his divine power has been much weaker, and there has been no news since that oracle.

The Storm Pope could only vent on the demonic beasts in this area, and when he saw which one was not pleasing to the eye, it was a wind erosion spell that blew it to the ground. But he soon discovered that this continuous release of wind erosion could no longer be maintained. Because this was not a lost stone forest, and there was no endless flow of qi elements as a backing, the mana of the wind erosion spell would be exhausted every time he released three times, and he would have to wait for an extra half a minute before he could continue to cast the spell, which couldn't help but make him even more unhappy.

At some point, a verdant leaf was swept into the sky by the tremendous power of the Wind Erosion Technique, and then slowly fell with a whirl, just past the Storm Pope. The Stormwind Pope didn't notice at first, but he immediately realized that something was wrong. As a Holy Magister, under the effect of his continuous levitation technique, the air flow around him was self-contained, and even the dust could not get close to him within five meters, why would a leaf come close to such a distance.

Just as the Stormwind Pope looked at the leaf suspiciously, he saw the leaf suddenly speed up, shooting at his face like a sharp blade. The Stormwind Pope was startled and hurriedly flew towards the rear, while trying to lower his altitude and hide behind a mountainside.

But the leaves seemed to have eyes, and they flew downward, following the Storm Pope in a curve, to the back of the mountain, still facing his face. The Storm Pope was about to speed up to shake off the leaves, but suddenly felt that the mana in his body was empty, it turned out that he had just cast multiple wind erosion spells, and then using the flying spell at such a high speed immediately led to a lack of mana.

By the time of the Storm Pope, the leaves had flown towards his face. In desperation, the Storm Pope stretched out his right hand to block it, and the leaf was right on his palm. Immediately afterward, he realized that the vitality of his body was constantly being lost! From the palms of his hands to his arms and shoulders, he had turned into dry flesh like a corpse almost instantly!

The Storm Pope was shocked, Darko's cryotherapy had destroyed the entire left half of his body, but it wasn't fatal, as long as his brain wasn't damaged, he could rely on his half-elemental body to stay alive. However, looking at the posture of this leaf absorbing life force now, I am afraid that he will not stop until he sucks up all the vitality of his remaining physical body! This naturally includes the brain!

With a look of resentment in his eyes, the Storm Pope let out an earth-shattering roar as he saw that his left hand, which was made of elements, instantly emitted a wind scythe, slicing off the entire flesh of his lower body along his neck. The lower half of the body that was cut off was still losing its vitality in the process of falling, quickly withering and cracking, and then turning into a puff of fly ash and dissipating in the wind.

Although the Storm Pope is now a half-elemental body, the remaining physical body still plays a big role, it can make the circulation of qi elements in the entire body smoother, thus shortening the spell holding time. After all, all the organs of the body have become elemental is the complete elemental body, and the half-elemental body of the Storm Pope still needs to rely on the physical part to operate the magic, but now the physical part is basically lost, and he can no longer be called a half-elemental body, but has become an elemental remnant.

The Storm Pope's anger was palpable, but before he could let out an angry roar, he suddenly noticed more than a dozen spherical air masses emerging from the surrounding trees. Through the air mass, you can see the extremely distorted scene behind it, showing that the inside of this air mass is a qi element that has been compressed to the extreme.

Sixth-level qi magic, blast bomb.

The detonation bomb is a kind of compressed air projectile, which can compress tens of square meters of air in a spherical area the size of a crystal ball, although it is not as compressed as the absolute vacuum of the air film, but its power when it bursts is also very considerable. The Storm Pope suddenly realized that it was the leaf that had just chased him to the place where the bomb was lurking, and the sneak attacker had even counted his own reaction!

Boom! More than a dozen bombs burst at the same time, and only one sound was made. The Storm Pope was also worthy of being one of the top ten saint-level powerhouses, and he made the most correct reaction in an instant, he suddenly accelerated towards the blasting bomb in front of him with his overdrawn mana, and at the same time, his body was strangely twisted, and he actually wrapped the bomb in his body with a half-elemental body!

A dozen or so bombs that enclose them in all directions will have a very high pressure damage zone stacked in the center after exploding at the same time. However, due to the explosion bomb in front of it, it was wrapped in the body and exploded by the Storm Pope, so there was a loophole in this high-pressure area, and the Storm Pope was shot out by the impact of the strong air flow right at this loophole!

The Storm Pope's whole body was shot directly on the vertical rock wall of a mountain, shaking the entire mountain to the ground. Because of the explosion of the bomb in his body, his half-elemental body was shattered, and the power of the bomb was even greater than normal.

From the sneak attack of the leaves to the bombardment of the bomb, the whole process was actually completed between lightning and flint. And the realm of the Storm Pope has not played any role at all, and it has almost been passively beaten. The Storm Pope who was shot on the rock wall instantly knew that he had encountered the biggest challenge of his life, he didn't have time to gather the qi element to repair his body, but hurriedly took out three scrolls from the spatial ring and tore them all in one go.

First, a seventh-level amber enchantment surrounded him, and then a chaotic spatial rift twisted and deformed on the periphery of the barrier. The last scroll did not take effect, the Storm Pope looked at the unresponsive teleportation scroll in his hand, and smiled bitterly, the other party really came prepared, and he had already taken the lead in blocking this space.

The two scrolls used by the Stormstorm Pope are top-tier defensive scrolls, each worth more than 100,000 gold coins, and they are still priceless. The amber enchantment is called the God's Refuge, which is a seventh-level storm divine magic enchantment, and with the ability of Franco, the archbishop of the Storm Church, it also took countless magic materials and half a month to successfully copy such a one. The advantage of the magic enchantment compared to the magic defense is that it is instantly recoverable, this seventh-level enchantment will not be broken even in the bombardment of countless sixth-level magic, and there are only two ways to break it, one is to rely on higher-level magic to break it at once, and the other is to cancel each other out with the divine power of other gods.

The Outer Spatial Rift is a spatial spell called Discord Cutting, which acts as a defense by unleashing multiple spatial rifts around you and keeping them in place. Any object that comes into contact with the spatial rift will be cut along with the space, and the spatial rift is a force that belongs to the law level, and the cutting process ignores the opponent's defense and level. However, its disadvantage is also obvious, that is, the spatial rift in the plane cannot exist for a long time, and will quickly dissipate.

The Storm Pope's scroll did its job, and five more bombs had just flown down from the top of the mountain, but as if he had seen this tight defense, he circled around the barrier and then turned around and flew towards a patch of grass on the mountainside. A palm was raised in the grass, the palm was evenly white, lacking blood, and the five explosive bombs stopped exactly half a meter above the five fingers, as if the hand was an extension of the body. The white fingers bent one by one, and the bombs on them disappeared one by one, and finally only the bombs on the index finger remained.

Then the owner of the hand stepped out of the grass, a handsome young man, whose face was as pale as the hand. He was dressed in a white magical robe with strands of silver inscriptions painted on the edges of the robe. He had a lot of ornaments on his body, ten rings, two bracelets, two earrings and a necklace, all of which were all white and silver-grained, and they were specially made suits.

Walking out with him was an elven girl dressed in goose-yellow magical robes, with two tiny earrings, one orange and one green, on her pointed left ear, a forehead chain on her forehead, an emerald on the center of her eyebrows, and nothing else. The elven girl's fingertips twisted an emerald green leaf, which was the culprit who had just sucked half of the Storm Pope's body into a dry corpse, and the leaf became even more emerald after absorbing a large amount of life force. The elven girl first put the leaf in her mouth, then happily pointed to the Storm Pope embedded in the rock wall, and smiled at the young man next to her, "Look, look, he's still alive and well, right? ”

"It's really a shame to bring so many life-saving props to a saint-level powerhouse!" The young man in white didn't speak, but a magnetic male voice came out of the blast bomb on his index finger. He glared at the Stormwind Pope fiercely before reluctantly throwing a bulging purse to the elven girl. This money bag exudes wisps of spatial fluctuations, it is obviously an alchemy prop with spatial attributes, and its internal volume is much larger than its appearance, and this money bag alone is already worth a lot of money.

Seeing the appearance of these two people, the Storm Pope's body shook involuntarily, and then he hurriedly took out a cyan bead the size of a fingernail again, swallowed it into his body in one gulp, and his body composed of qi elements immediately recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was a few points faster than the recovery speed in the lost stone forest. Then the Stormstorm Pope took a deep breath and said in a majestic voice, "VitQ! VitN! Your actions will be seen as an insult to the Stormstorm God! Are you trying to provoke a war?"

The elf girl rolled her eyes, "Since you recognize us, why don't you take out all the money and kill yourself." Will you feel a sense of accomplishment if I use more physical strength to work?"

The Storm Pope's body, which was rapidly recovering, was almost so angry that he collapsed again, he finally knew that there was no reason to talk to the elven girl, so he turned to the young man in white, "VitQ! You are a qi magician, but you attack the spokesperson of the storm god, you are betraying your faith! You will one day be erased by the law!"

"God?faith?" the voice of the white-clothed young man was no longer the male voice just now, but the same voice as the Storm Pope, "Truth is always above reality, and faith can only be parasitic in it. The truth I believe in is my god, and it is enough to believe in my own mind. ”

Both Darko and Wendy saw this, because from the perspective of the cave, they were facing the rock wall where the Tempest Pope was, and they could also see the mountainside where the two killers were. Afraid that his observation would attract the attention of the other party, Darko only glanced at it and withdrew his gaze. In order to show his majesty, the Storm Pope's voice was not small, and he could hear it clearly in the cave.

"Vitamin Guild! Why are they here?" Darko was frightened for a moment, and then realized that the two men were not here to kill him.

Wendy was rarely relieved, and found a comfortable position to lean against the entrance of the cave, watching the battle from a distance, and sighed, "Before I escaped, I went to the vault of the temple and bought Edward's life. ”

"Is that you?" Darko looked at Wendy in surprise, he didn't expect Wendy to arrange so many back-ups, and then he became puzzled again, "But all the money in the Storm Temple combined, I'm afraid it's not enough to buy the life of the Storm Pope, right?" Darko is still very clear about the value of saint-level powerhouses, and the price of the lives of the dozens of people in the top of the life spectrum cannot be purchased even if the financial resources of the entire church are exhausted.

"The money in the treasury is only one part, and the other part is funded by His Highness Harley. ”

"Prophecy Pope!" Darko remembered his own deal about bloodlines at the mention of this man, "What deal did you make with him?"

"There's no deal, I just talked to him about life ideals or something, and then he said that he could fund me for free, although I don't know what his purpose is. ”

Hearing Wendy's words, Darko suddenly went crazy, and he felt more and more that he was being cheated by the dead fat man who prophesied the Pope.

"That's it, plus the money in the Tempest Temple's vault, it's enough to buy Edward's life. I didn't think much of it at the time, I just calculated that it would increase my chances of survival from 5% to 8%. Wendy still spoke calmly, and then sighed a little nostalgically, "What a lot of gold coins, I'm afraid that His Highness Halley also took out the liquidity of the Prophecy Church after emptying it." ”

"No wonder it's so tattered...... Darko remembered the dilapidated building of the main temple of prophecy, and finally knew why they didn't have the money to repair it, so they had invested in something greater.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing ......"