What if you run out? I can't even bother to put on my clothes, let alone a magic wand. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

What awaited them was a mass magic attack of hundreds of people, including a few magic saints, and for these naked Sect of Light, it was a one-sided slaughter. The White Lotus, who had been proud for months, finally tasted the taste of being treated as lambs by the enemy.

The White Lotus wailed under the magic attack, and after several rounds of magic attack, there was no longer a standing White Lotus. Sheringham was still not at ease, and sent those warriors to check them one by one, and gasped for a few strokes, and completely sent them back to the arms of the God of Light.

Of course, there is not a living White Lotus, and there is always one person left to send a message to the Holy See of Light. Maldinho was lucky enough to be this man, and I don't know if it was intentional or coincidental, except that he didn't fire his barracks. That's why Martinho was able to barely get dressed, and ran outside with a magic wand and two goblins.

The one-sided slaughter destroyed Mardinho's last thoughts, and he quickly threw away his magic wand, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Fortunately, the Sheringham Dafa Saint needed his presence and roared away with his men and horses, leaving the Holy See camp of Light, not even interested in taking a look at Maldinho.

The old and spicy Sheringham Dafa Saint has not yet been arrogant enough to occupy the camp of the Holy See of Light. The best result is that the two sides take the Heavenly Fury Mountain Range as the boundary, and each of them guards the side of the Heavenly Peerless Ancient Road, and the stalemate tug-of-war is the best.

Hai Hongling did not accompany her on the expedition, because there was no need to alarm her old man, a group of great magicians, if Sheringham couldn't deal with it, it was better to find a place to crash and die.

Sheringham's big victory naturally needs to be transmitted back to the imperial capital, because the emperor needs this victory, and the Odin Empire needs victory.

Hua Siniang also reported the victory, and the next step to do so would require instructions from the Temple.

Martinho, who also survived the catastrophe, did not dare to slack off, and followed the thoughts of Sheringham Dafa Saint with a clear heart, and reported the fiasco of the Heavenly Peerless Ancient Path to the Holy See of Light. As for why everyone has returned to the God of Light, only he is alive and well, Martinho made up a lame reason. Because at that time, he was patrolling alone outside the camp, and he was supposed to fight to the death with the enemy.

But by reporting the true situation to the Holy See of Light, he endured the humiliation and survived.

For this obviously flawed reason, the Holy See of Light has no time to care. Because the matter is imminent, it is necessary to immediately send additional men to the Heavenly Fury Mountains.

The Holy Mountain of the Holy See of Light, underground of the papal residence, has a naturally formed cave. It is more than 100 meters above the ground, a radius of several miles, and a height of about 20 meters. The cave was faintly filled with a white light, and a man wearing a white lotus sat cross-legged in the middle.

More than three feet of white hair is draped behind his head, his square face is plated, snow-white eyebrows, and his small eyes have a hint of unwillingness. The high bridge of the nose curved like an eagle's beak, and the same white beard was more than a foot, casually fluttering on the chest. The white robe, and the stamens of the white lotus on the chest are golden, which is more noble than other white lotuses.

The man looked at the faint white light in the cave and sighed deeply: "The power of light is too little, and it can't meet my needs at all. Recently, I always feel that the world has changed, and it seems that Xiangxue's stinky woman has returned. My mana hasn't recovered yet, I need more power, and if I don't have the power of light, let's have more faith power. I can't even take these useless things from the Odin Empire, I need the Odin Empire, the Boman Empire...... Wherever there are living beings, believe in my God of Light. ”

Pope Merry is the 262nd Pope of the Holy See of Light, although the Pope claims to be the son of the God of Light, he will be born, old, sick and die, and at most he will live to be more than 100 years old.

Pope Merry has been on the throne for fifty-six years and has now lived to be ninety-eight years old. Merry knew that his years had come to an end, and for Magic Cultivation, as a top-level Saint King, it could be regarded as coming to an end. As for the legendary god, hehe, as the son of the God of Light, Merry knew that it was impossible, but it was used by the God of Light to fool believers.

Pope Merry's beard was white, but his eyes were full of wisdom, and they shone from time to time.

The news of Mardinho reached the Holy Mountain and reached the hands of Pope Merry, who was shocked by the death of Marx. Because Mardinho did not know that Marx had been killed by an unknown weapon, Pope Merry mistakenly believed that the Odin Empire was hiding a great magical power.

It seems that before the war, he was too optimistic, thinking that the Odin Empire only had Sheringham, who had just been promoted, and Russell, two great law saints. Now it seems that Romero, a traitor, has been used by the enemy to provide outdated information to the Holy See. Able to destroy Marx and wipe out all the forces of the Holy See of Light in the Heavenly Fury Mountains, the Odin Empire has at least one top Dafa Saint, and even a Saint King.

What to do next, as the highest figure in the Holy See of Light, Pope Merry could not make a decision. Only Pope Merry knew that the Pope, who was high up and majestic in the eyes of outsiders, was nothing more than a puppet. The real big man is the god of light who woke up and hid underground.

The god of light is indeed a legendary god, Pope Merry has no doubt about this. As a top Saint King, Pope Merry felt that he was so small in front of the God of Light that he didn't even have the heart to resist.

Pope Merry traveled from the dark passage to the depths of the underground and reported the news of his return to the God of Light, asking him what to do next.

Who knew that the God of Light was like thunder, and as soon as his left hand stretched out in the void, Pope Merry actually floated in the air. The God of Light roared: "Waste, it's all his grandmother's waste, a small Heavenly Peerless City can't take it, what's the use of asking you?" What I need is the believers of the Odin Empire, and what I need is for the creatures of the entire Blood Moon Continent to become my believers. As for the rest, that's your business, I'll give you another month, if you can't take down the Odin Empire, I'll put your soul on the fire and roast it for 10,000 years. Get out of here, ...... waste."

The God of Light threw Pope Merry out so hard that the noble Pope slammed into the wall, knocking off two front teeth and a mouthful of blood. Pope Merry hurriedly agreed, slowly retreated to the ground, wiped the bloodstains, and disguised it a little, on the ground, Merry must also maintain the nobility of the Pope.

Underground, Merry is a puppet who is nothing, a dog who is called around by the god of light. But back on the ground, in the Pope's chapel, Merry has become the pope admired by everyone, the boss of the Holy See of Light, and a big man.