The phrase "it's you" contains a myriad of complex emotions. If it is an infatuated man and woman, it will inevitably be some poignant and lingering entanglements of love and hatred. But between the enemies, there is only deep hatred left. But what surprised Lu Daoyang was that although she fought to the death with them before, she did not involve any hatred. After all, the two sides only have different positions, and they can be regarded as high-level figures, not major matters of interest, and they will not show any special expressions. It was the first time he had seen the expression on her face, which was quite familiar, but a little indescribable.

But he didn't have time to think about it, after she shouted those two words, she attacked without a head. The action was quite like a fighting between mortals, nothing more than fists and kicks, and even the movements were not too eye-catching. But after all, she has absorbed the life essence of tens of millions of people, and although the attack is not in order, her every move has great power, so he does not dare to underestimate it at all. But after a few parries, he gradually saw a little bit of the doorway. It's not nonsense to say that she doesn't have a discipline, but she really doesn't have any follow-up tricks, and many attacks are one-off, and there will be no more after the fight. And the fighting method between the monks is endless, which makes people unable to parry, but she doesn't care about these at all.

Only the hooligans and ruffians on the street can fight so unruly, just ask for one move and one style. It's just that although the strength of the two sides is high, it is not as great as one or two moves to distinguish the winner from the loser. Even if he stood and let her play a move and a half, it would not damage the fundamentals, let alone divide the winner and loser. But she didn't seem to have this problem, and she still posed as a shrew on the street, chasing him and beating him hard, but she failed every time. If it weren't for the fact that her current strength was beyond imagination, she would have been exhausted by this useless work a long time ago, and she would no longer be able to do any superfluous actions.

No matter how crazy the attack is, if it can't hit people, it's an empty shelf. What's more, her movements are fierce and abnormal, but her moves may not be powerful, and they are not even half of their usual ones, which really makes him a little puzzling. Although her strength has increased to the level of a spirit immortal, she only uses half of her strength each time, and she has not actually improved much, and it is not far from when she has not improved. If you want to fight with such strength, then why kill hundreds of millions of people to forcibly improve your strength?

Before he could figure out why, she suddenly stopped. It is said that the other party stopped, which is really a good time to take advantage of the victory and pursue. And she stopped very suddenly, there was no place to hide at all, and there were naturally many flaws. But he was made suspicious by her way of not playing cards according to the routine, even in the face of big flaws, he didn't dare to act rashly. But if he doesn't do it rashly, when the flaws disappear, he will have no chance to do it. Of course, in his own opinion, it was his own prudence, so as not to be calculated by the enemy and suffer a great loss.

If you don't make a move, there will naturally be no flaws, and you won't be calculated. However, seeing the other party's flaws disappear, he still regretted it. If it had been a few years ago, he would still be the leader of the high-spirited faction, threatening the entire Netherworld, and he would be a well-known figure in the Demon Gate. At that time, he naturally had no scruples, even if he knew it was a trap, he would break through. That kind of self-confidence is something that he can't experience at all now when he is reduced to a lost dog. Once it becomes a rootless duckweed, people are easy to lose their confidence, just like him, they are afraid of the tail, and they miss a great opportunity in vain.

She suddenly stopped what she was doing, then looked at her feet, and even jumped around, the expression on her face gradually changing from doubt to surprise. She never expected that she really had strong strength. Legend has it that the Pope will be blessed by the gods, and thus gain the power of the gods. But all the popes have been blessed by the gods, but no one has had the power of the gods. She had also fantasized that she could fly to the heavens and the earth, but it was only a fantasy, and even when she prayed to the gods to give her more mortal strength, the gods never replied, which made her very disappointed for a while.

A Pope without power is actually no different from a mortal. Having the power to command the people is nothing more than relying on the majesty of the gods to gild oneself, and in fact there is no difference. Perhaps because she came from an ordinary family, she understands the importance of her own strength even more. If you always rely on others, even the gods may not be reliable. Only when you have the power to be awe-inspiring is the only foundation for your life. It's a pity that she never had it, so she could only fantasize about it occasionally in the middle of the night, or pray with a more devout attitude when receiving blessings from the gods.

I don't know if the gods didn't hear her prayers, or if they didn't pay attention at all, she was still so ordinary day after day. It wasn't until two daring intruders appeared that she became confident in her own strength for the first time. At that time, the two of them defeated the guards around them with their bare hands, and their strength was completely above everyone. As a result, she single-handedly caused the two great enemies to flee with just words. She wept with joy, believing that the gods had given her great power, enough to discourage even such a powerful enemy. But she tried countless times afterwards, and in the end it was just her own delusion, she didn't have any power at all, and she was still the same as before, a mortal who would still live, grow old, sick and die.

The feeling she felt as she watched the Templar collapse and there was nothing she could do about it was enough for her to remember for the rest of her life. Until, until she suddenly woke up this time and saw the enemy in front of her. Ignoring the fact that she was no match at all, she rushed over to fight the enemy, but was surprised to find that she had a powerful power that she had never dared to imagine before. Not only flying away, but even between gestures, there is great power to move mountains and reclaim the sea. Not to mention dealing with the enemy in front of you, it seems that even the power of the gods is nothing more than that, right?

It's a bit of a disrespect to think so, but it's true. As the Pope, she is the closest person to the gods. And she regularly receives the blessings of the gods, and she has also vaguely felt the terrifying power of the gods. But compared to his current self, the so-called god doesn't seem to be so terrifying. In other words, the god who has ruled the entire world for tens of thousands of years is not her opponent at all.

(End of chapter)

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