"As a former friend, I give you one last piece of advice, King Arthur!" The Pope waved his scepter lightly and said in a cold voice:

"Leave the so-called god-king and reconvert to the Holy See, a lost bunch of little lambs!"

"This is the best place for you. Otherwise," Patrick said as he pointed his scepter at the Crusaders, who were attacking the werewolves on the periphery and were being blown into black smoke by the golden-armored giants, the veins between their heads and necks exposed, and hissed:

"You will be tormented in the hell of your soul, just like them, and you will never be liberated!"

"You can only ...... if you return to the Holy See"

"Shut up!" Arthur interrupted the pope with an expressionless face, and said coldly from between his teeth:

"Patrick! Even now, are you still thinking about betraying God and betraying your faith? Look at the corpses of the Greeks and the senators, look at the dead who are dying, this is the end of betrayal! ”

"Betrayal?" The Pope scoffed, holding his scepter sideways in front of him, but there was no intention of attacking. "We have never betrayed anyone!"

"If I sue you now, since the death of St. Peter, the Holy See will no longer be the Holy See of the Lord! And the so-called God in your mouth is nothing more than a pretense to be used by someone, a poor pawn! ”

"Since we have never been allegiance to God, how can we call it a betrayal now?!"

…………

"Interesting...... Interesting! ”

Han Feng doesn't know how many times he said "interesting" today, but only this time did he say it so sincerely:

"After doing it for a long time, the seemingly tall Jehovah is actually just a character who has been sold and counts money for others! I can't imagine that these Western barbarians are playing with black bellies, and they are not inferior to me at all, they are simply ...... Tsk, it's almost time to catch up with my Han officials! ”

Tang Yue'er was pulling Tana to talk and laugh in a low voice, and when she heard that this wolf monarch would admit that she had a black belly, she suddenly laughed, and couldn't help laughing:

"God is so pitiful? Will it be sold? I wonder who he is counting the money for? I can't think of anyone else in the West who can play Jehovah all the things in his hands? ”

"Huh!" The crazy brother laughed dryly, pinched Sister Yue'er's round and beautiful chin, and laughed in a low voice:

"Don't look up, just listen to me."

"If this boy is right, the man is on the scene, on the back of the biggest pterosaur - don't look up! As for who it is...... Guess what! ”

Zhao Feifei and Tang Yue'er were speechless.

Now, of course, I can only guess, because even the crazy brother still doesn't know what the identity of the guy in the little black room is!

"I don't believe it!" As soon as Zhao Feifei's temper came up, he was really a master who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and he was angry at that time:

"Grandma is going to take him out and show him to the public now!"

The crazy brother hurriedly hugged the rouge tiger who was about to run away, and laughed softly:

"Don't worry, don't worry! That guy is a bit weird, and I'm luring the snake out of the hole. As long as he gets out of the turtle shell himself, you can clean it up however you want! ”

As he spoke, he looked back at Li Qiuhan, who was sitting cross-legged and pranayama, and thought that this antique emperor's cultivation was still not enough after all, and he could not fully exert the full power of the Doom Heart Sword, so he had the idea of improving his realm again. But in the end, I felt restless and couldn't help but hesitate.

Tang Yue'er only thought that the man was worried about Li Qiuhan's excessive fatigue, and immediately smiled:

"Autumn cold just needs to rest for a while. I wonder if you also take that wu...... Turtle shells have no way? That's why you have to wait for others to come out on their own and throw themselves into the net? ”

The crazy brother was a little embarrassed, his eyes widened, and he said in a vicious voice:

"Questioning my husband's ability, I have violated the family law, and I will be punished when I go back! Tana, stand by my side, but don't let Sister Yue'er take it badly......"

…………

When Han Feng's family was flirting and scolding, the shape of the scene became more and more unfavorable to the Holy See.

The Pope and the surviving cardinals are trapped in the center by the Knights of the Round Table, while the undead crusaders who come to the rescue are unable to break through the polar bear people's defenses. What's worse is that the rumbling advancing golden armor army formation is still slowly and firmly converging towards the center, and everywhere it passes, there are bursts of black smoke, unstoppable! Only a slightly churning cloud was left behind him, but there was no trace of the army's killing.

The Crusaders, who had been given high hopes by the Pope, were now like a fragile sandwich biscuit, unable to advance or retreat under the attack of the God-King's subordinates, suffering heavy losses, and they were about to be squeezed into a thin layer at the sight.

The time of defeat is not far off!

Even if that person increased the output of black qi and continued to pour into the undead army array as if it were substance, it could not stop the fierce attack of the golden armor giant in the slightest.

Thick black clouds in the shape of a black waterfall, with a strong dark and decaying aura, poured down from the hexagonal black house, rolling into the crusaders, stubbornly supporting the fighting movements of these dead knights. But at the same time, more black smoke rose from the battlefield, slumping in the air and lingering for a long time.

In the middle of this, the number of crusaders was rapidly decreasing, and it was clear that the man's best efforts could not keep the unconscious necromantic knights against the furious onslaught of the golden-armored djinn. On the contrary, the majestic and tall golden encirclement will become smaller and smaller, and it will not be long before the once famous crusaders will disappear completely, and they will never reappear in the world.

They should have returned to dust a long time ago, but now they can only turn into a cloud of black smoke, which will sooner or later dissipate into the wind, and this is the real place where there is no place to die!

Could it be that "that person" just watched more than 100,000 refining dead spirits turn into clouds of smoke, and willingly let years of painstaking efforts go with the wind?

Is this qiē, like Arthur's words, ending here?

"Patrick, it's too late to surrender. Since God has given the patriarchs eternal life, I have no right to deprive them of them, and they will go to another dimension. As for you, you can spend the rest of your years there, too! ”

What Arthur was referring to was naturally the Heavenly Demon City, but in the ears of the Holy See and others, it became synonymous with death and hell, how could he be willing? What's more, although the Holy See was defeated, it was not without the power to turn things around in a war!

"King Arthur!" Patrick gripped the scepter, furious.

"It's not yet time to decide the winner, and you don't have to rejoice too soon! There are many more mysterious powers in the Holy See that you have never heard of, more than you can imagine! ”

"Is it possible that even the God Yahweh has not been able to deal with it can be resisted by you and the Knight of the Round Table, the lowly bear man, or the unknown so-called god-king?!"

"Even these golden giants can only become the next Holy See crusaders!"

"Because, he's already here! Here he is! ”

"You ...... Suffer death! ”