Warm sunlight came in through the corner of the lattice window, and on the rough wooden table by the window, ancient books, candles, and quill pens were all rolled into a gold-sprinkled lace by the sun.

At this time, the Pope, who was sitting in the center of heaven, was using the staff in his hand to arrange a magic circle around him, and the whole process was extremely tedious and time-consuming.

After the arrangement was made, the Pope sat down directly in the magic circle, and the bottle that held Pasya's power was placed in front of him.

The Pope's preparations are quite grand, after all, this is touching God, and no matter what, there can be no contempt.

Seeing that the Pope had finished his preparations and Tel Aviv sat down with his movements, he had to make sure that the Pope would not be disturbed in any way.

Nodding to Tel Aviv, the Pope raised his hand and slowly stretched the staff in his hand towards the bottle, and when the two touched, the magic circle on the ground began to glow with purple light.

Then, the Pope calmed down and began to seriously feel the power detected by the staff, but what made him a little puzzled was that Pasya's current strength was extremely weak.

This made the Pope, who was just trying to confirm Pasya's location, quickly raise a murderous intent.

However, such a big movement of course made Pasya aware of it, and she did not hesitate to give a counterattack, and a divine power as nimble as a jungle serpent quickly rushed towards the Pope's spiritual defense.

But after the counterattack, her power was fully detected by the Pope, and after defending against Pasya's counterattack, the Pope began his attack.

Pasya was a curse to humanity, and he had to do it for the sake of the people of the kingdom.

After making his decision, the Pope began to transmit a steady stream of magic to the staff, trying to oppress Pasya.

But Pasya was not to be outdone, and mentioned that the few divine powers broke through the oppression of the Pope's magic again and again.

The two fought hotly.

On the other side, López was riding and following Narse to the town of Hallstatt to support Don Quixote, but Milo in his arms had already fallen asleep.

López thought she was just tired of crying, so she didn't care too much, but the root cause of Milo's coma was that her body was a little unbearable, to put it simply, Pasya was her body as a medium to exert divine power, which is equivalent to Milo using Pasya's power, and people will naturally be unbearable with the power of God.

On the other hand, the Pope was in a much better state than Pasya at this time, at most a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead, to be honest, Pasya was much more difficult than he imagined.

However, if you have already startled the snake, there is no reason to let go, otherwise if you just let it go, something big will happen sooner or later.

At this point, the Pope had to transfer all the remaining magic power into the staff.

His desperate way of attacking made Pasya feel a lot of crisis, although it was difficult to defeat the Pope with her current strength, but it was still possible to lose both.

The cost may be significant, though, but it shouldn't be difficult to keep your consciousness in hiding from such a stupid magician.

Are you ready to receive the gift?' Pasya muttered silently, already thinking of a way to deal with it.

As soon as the words fell, she directly detonated nearly all the divine power in her body with herself as the origin, and the huge energy fluctuations continued to impact the Pope's spirit, forcing him to withdraw his magic power, and then quickly condensed a shield around her.

"Bang", the powerful energy directly shattered the shield, and the Pope was also shocked and flew upside down.

Tel Aviv hurried over to pick up the Pope.

The Pope spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained his beard blood-red.

"I didn't expect her to do this, but it must have been gone. The Pope's muffled voice seemed to be deliberately low, and he himself was not sure whether Pasya had been eliminated or not.

Doubts forced him to his feet, walked to the center of heaven again, picked up the staff and tried to continue to probe Pasya's power, but this time the staff did not give any response, as if it was no longer detectable.

This made the Pope breathe a sigh of relief, and he silently sighed in his heart that he was fortunate to find it in time.

But is it really that simple? He didn't know.

The town of Hallstatt.

The dragon was stunned suddenly, he pinched Don Quixote's neck and slowly let go, and muttered softly, "Keisha? Oh, that's beautiful, isn't it?"

However, Don Quixote did not seem interested in listening to his nonsense, and after regaining control of his body, the long sword in his hand slashed at him again.

However, the trembling blade made the dragon easily block it, and reflexively kicked Don Quixote out directly.

Don Quixote, who was kicked out, plunged his sword into the ground with force, trying to stabilize his body, but even so, the huge force made Don Quixote frustrate far away.

Fortunately, the dragon seed did not continue to pursue, but cleared his throat and looked at him with a smile: "Don't be so irritable, I won't tell you, in fact, I am also a good person, I love to fulfill other people's wishes, for example, let you see the figure indulged in the sea of flowers again." ”

Don Quixote's breathing grew a little heavier, but he still showed no interest, paused, and rushed towards him with his sword in his hand again.

The long sword kept swinging, but it was blocked by the dragon again and again.

"I know, forgetting, it's not that easy, is it?" said the dragon as he walked slowly towards Don Quixote.

This caused Don Quixote to look down at his hands that were shaking again, but there was still no response

"Don Quixote, you can't always let that ice flower lie alone in that damn table, can you?" said the dragon, a touch of sadness creeping up on the dragon's face,

The ring on his finger caught Don Quixote's eyes in the setting sun, causing him to pause for a moment, but he quickly stabilized his mind: "Sounds good, but I don't know if you've ever tasted Azzellito's wine." ”

After the words fell, he continued to attack the dragon seed, but the dragon seed bounced him out with a slight force.

He struggled to his feet and continued to rush towards the dragon seed, although he knew that it was just useless work and could not hurt the dragon seed in the slightest, maybe he was just trying to hide his heart.

The dragon species casually resisted all of Don Quixote's attacks, and was about to continue to speak, but suddenly became puzzled: "Why did it suddenly disappear, hiss, strange." ”

But before he could figure it out, Narse and López had already led the White Knight to come to his aid, and they quickly rushed in his direction.

He glanced over his head for a moment, and then decided to retreat first, of course, he just felt that the gains outweighed the losses, and he couldn't afford to cause more trouble now.

"You should have found me. With these words, he directly turned into a dragon and flew away.

When the huge black shadow in the sky disappeared into the sky, Don Quixote's sword slowly slipped from his hand, and he fell to his knees, not knowing whether it was because of the fatigue caused by the battle, or because of the sad memories that invaded his mind.

"It's really fast. Narse glanced at the dragon's departing back and muttered quietly, then he crouched down and patted Don Quixote: "How's it going? Oh, you don't look good?"

Fortunately, Don Quixote was fine, but the wounds on his body were a little serious, and he didn't have to worry too much after being handed over to the priest for treatment.