Patrick was anxious.

Not because of the fight with Arthur. Although the cross given by God has been temporarily lost, His Majesty the Pope has an equally sharp weapon, that is, the papal scepter, the symbol of the popes from St. Peter onwards.

Legend has it that this scepter was cultivated by Jehovah from the garden of heaven and carefully crafted by hundreds of angels to bring it to its current form. As for the holy power contained in it, it is extremely pure. Even compared to the cross that God made himself, it is not half a point weaker!

But the current situation is that the scepter cultivated by God Himself is against the holy sword blessed by God Himself.

I don't know if Jehovah, who is far away in a foreign land, knows about this kind of thing of attacking himself with his spear and shield, and I don't know whether he will laugh or cry......

And the root cause of this qiē lies in the greed and evil thoughts of the human heart.

Of course, Patrick would not have such an idea, because the situation he faced was even more difficult than he imagined. It can even be said that the previous plans and predictions of the Pope have been completely overturned!

After all, no one could have imagined in advance that the other party not only had the most powerful and powerful battlefield ambulance in history, the upgraded version of the Holy Grail, but even more unexpectedly, the powerful combat power expressed by those former dark creatures!

The Greeks, who had high hopes for it, and the gods and goddesses who once thought they could fight a battle, were like a pile of beautiful bubbles, devastated by the colorful light of the Wind Clan, and now they were shattered, and it was only a breath away from the annihilation of the whole army.

They have become flashy jokes.

However, a joke like this done with life is not funny at all!

Although Elder Paris was still wielding the God of War spear with all his might, he was on par with the four Wind Clans, and there was no sign of defeat for a while. But the other Greek gods were in danger under the siege of those Wind Clans who radiated seven-colored light. There were even more than forty people, who fell forever on the thick clouds.

Patrick knew that they had been summoned by Harris, the Greek Hades, to leave this world. And from the appearance of the gods, from the attack and defense between the advance and retreat of the two sides, Patrick dared to be sure that if the situation was not reversed, the Greeks would have no luck!

However, the patriarchs were still in the middle of the battle with the Knights of the Round Table, and they simply couldn't spare the extra manpower to come to their aid - let alone help, even now, seventeen bishops have lost their lives! What's even more hateful is that with the help of that Holy Grail, those knights who should have been eliminated by history a long time ago have been constantly injured and resurrected on the spot under the fierce offensive of the patriarchs!

How can such a battle be won?

If this continues, let alone rush to the aid of the Greeks, even the Holy See will not be able to protect itself!

Could it be that in the end, you can only rely on the power of that person?

Patrick did his best to block one of Arthur's attacks, and with the help of the two bishops, he finally found a gap and recited the incantation.

The small black house on the back of the pterosaur suddenly appeared in black, disturbing Han Feng's good deeds.

…………

Although Patrick was very sad, Li Qiuhan was extremely comfortable.

After helping the Wind Clan a few times, the middle finger brother realized that the bears' own combat strength alone was enough to kill these white-robed Greeks, so he was relieved to abandon this battlefield and put all his attention on the war between the Holy See Senate and the Knights of the Round Table.

In the antique emperor's imagination, more than 300 bishops are more than 300 heart sword test samples. If you can kill all of them under the "Crossing the Heart Sword", then your own comprehension and realm determination can go to the next level.

It's just, uh, it's still that sentence, the reality is always skinny.

If Li Qiuhan conquers the world, how can the Knights of the Round Table complete this vote of allegiance to the God King? Do you have to support a WindClan to pretend to be old and then sit tremblingly on the papal throne?

Europe is the Europe of Europeans, and Han Feng is not in such a good mood to help Catholicism plan for the future.

The crazy brother thinks very simply: as long as in the face of the catastrophe of the world, the European and American continents can not pull their own retreat! Other...... Whatever!

Therefore, between the Holy See and the Knights of the Round Table, it is not within the scope of Han Dayanjun's attention to fight or die.

On the contrary, it was Li Qiuhan - several times throughout the battlefield, and only the middle finger brother had such leisure and elegance, and from time to time he used the excuse of help, constantly practicing the heart sword. It was precisely because this bizarre way of dying was so frequent and repetitive that Pope Patrick despaired and had to ask "the man" for help.

Although there were still more than 100,000 crusaders on the clouds, ...... Will they be the opponents of the gold-armored giants?

The Pope did not dare to make such a gamble. It is impossible for anyone to put aside the safest means and trust a group of helpers who are difficult to protect!

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"The dark light of the dark room is interesting to look at."

Han Feng, who was incarnated outside, squatted next to the pterodactyl, staring intently at the small hexagonal building, and muttered to himself:

"What the hell is this thing made of? What's hidden inside? If you don't hurry up and show something, then don't blame Lao Tzu for destroying flowers - ah no, it's ruthless! ”

Of course, the "flower" that the crazy brother wants to destroy will never be the extremely ugly pterodactyl in front of him......

No matter how mysterious and weird that little black house is, if Han Feng makes up his mind not to seek a solution and just wants to destroy Miè, he can really make it disappear in an instant.

It's very simple, let Xiao Jin kill this pterodactyl! Crazy brother doesn't believe that a snail or turtle that can only hide in its shell doesn't even have a place to live, can it continue to be calm?

Maybe it was sensing Han Feng's heart, the black light became more and more intense, and the frequency of flashing gradually became faster, obviously the owner of this black house was not willing to be forcibly driven out of the house by Han Feng, but wanted to give the arrogant enemy in front of him an unforgettable fright at an unexpected moment!

It's a pity that the silent recitation in Patrick's heart may be able to hide from all the ears in the world, but it can't avoid Han Dayanjun's keen divine sense.

Just like the secret front in World War II, if even the telegraph code is in the hands of the enemy, what military secrets are there?

"Oh, so this is the helper invited by the Holy See." Han Feng muttered to himself, but he didn't expect that this was just a nonsense, and Wu Zi was still there to praise himself:

"Fortunately, Lao Tzu has a thorough plan and reasonable arrangement, otherwise if this guy in the turtle shell takes advantage of the loophole, wouldn't it be bad for me Han...... I prestige? ”