Pope Gregory was also shocked when he heard the results of Zhang Xuansheng's deduction, but he did not show it in his expression.

He is the pope of the kingdom of God, the backbone of everyone, and no matter what happens, he must not panic.

"The magic group is ready to form a defensive circle!"

The Pope commanded loudly.

As soon as his voice fell, a huge gap opened in the air, and the gap was like an eye of a person who had just gotten up, struggling to open it, gradually getting bigger, and finally staring round!

An eerie, dark aura came from the cave.

Zhang Xuansheng looked at the huge black hole in the sky and felt a little interesting, is this imitating the huge void?

At this time, all the mages in the square began to chant and spread their huge defensive circles.

The Pope made a mistake this time, he didn't expect the Soul Mound to have such a big courage to fight guerrilla warfare, but to force directly to the Holy City!

Attacking instead of defending, I have to say that although it is a dangerous move, it does choke the lifeblood of the Holy See.

Defensive magic is very consuming of Mana, for example, if one of the two people of the same strength attacks 5 points of strength, then if the other side is pure defense, it may cost 8 points of strength to completely eliminate that attack.

In actual combat, neither mages nor knights will do this, they may use three or four points of force to almost block the attack, and just dodge it themselves.

But this is the Holy City! It is the capital of the kingdom of God, the place of spiritual belief of billions of believers, and the holy land!

Besides, there are civilians living in this holy place, civilians who have no cultivation!

They had to defend it, and they couldn't let the slightest attack of the other party fall into the Holy City, so that the mage's mana would be consumed more than half of it at the beginning, and then it might only be possible to use a collective attack magic once.

As the purple-black huge magic circle opened and enveloped the Holy City, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"God said that when the holy war begins, all the holy city will be a holy land and inviolable!"

The Pope spoke slowly, and with his words, the purple-black magic array in the air changed color, transforming into a holy white-gold, as if it was even stronger.

"Hahahaha, the people of the Holy See have always been so disgusting, it's just a spell, but it has to be made as if it is blessed by the gods."

At this moment, a rampant laughter came from the huge hollow.

Then there was a sound of chains, and first two black men appeared, wearing chains behind their backs, pulling a bronze coffin, and the laughter came from the coffin.

"The knights of the Holy Guard are on standby!"

The Pope's words suppressed those angry paladins, this time it was just a small role, and it was not worth using vital power.

The strongest attack is to be left to the Demon Patriarch, the friend of the original Pope, Mebius.

Pope Gregory is very confident in his own strength, he has cultivated the Great Prophecy Technique to the fourteenth order, he can be said to be the most genius among the previous popes, if he changes to the East, it is the strength of the Immortal Venerable level!

But he didn't dare to be careless about that Demon Dao Patriarch Mebis, the other party was an old witch who had lived for millions of years, and God knows what realm he had reached at this time.

However, he was sure that the other party had definitely not broken through to the fifteenth order, because the concentration and esoteric level of the strange laws remaining in this world were simply not enough, and even if Mebis was a genius, it would be impossible to break through that barrier.

He was the same, the laws on the holy relics could only allow cultivators to reach the fourteenth order at most, and unless he could find the source world of the holy relics one day, he would not be able to go any further.

Fourteenth-order versus fourteenth-order, it seems that the mysterious Great Prophecy Technique is even better, after all, just like Joan of Arc, the combat power of the same level far exceeds that of other magicians, and can even suppress the Eastern monks of the same level.

But Mebis is different, she is the ancestor of magic, and her understanding of magic is comparable to that of ordinary people?

Pope Gregory lived for nearly a thousand years, and although he was far less long-lived than the monks in the East, he was always a good thinker, and had his own unique views and studies on magic and the cultivation of the East.

He believes that there are advantages and disadvantages among systems, but in the end, there is no weak system, only weak people.

It is not the exercises that are strong, but the people who are strong.

Zhang Xuansheng looked at the air from the side, his expression was also a little solemn, he might be about to meet a real master today.

Regarding the matter of the first soul of the soul mound, Joan of Arc mentioned to him on the road that it may be an existence infinitely close to the level of the Immortal King, and today, its strength may have surpassed that of the Immortal Venerable of the Shattered Star Tomb during the Ancient Tribulation.

He was thinking in his mind, whether the Heavenly Dao of the Nine Heavens World could directly get rid of that Mebis, it was really not possible, could it be that he wanted to use the sealing secret method to consume the vitality and aura of the Western Continent and seal the ninth soul?

In the air, several bronze coffins came out from behind the huge black hole, but there was no black brother to carry the coffin, and the people in the coffin did not make a sound, and the quiet was weird, which made the Holy See's army a little uneasy.

"Xuansheng, do you feel it?"

Joan of Arc suddenly whispered to Zhang Xuansheng, his face was not very good.

Zhang Xuansheng was a little confused, not knowing what Joan of Arc was talking about.

"I feel it...... The familiar smell of the containment. ”

Joan of Arc saw that Zhang Xuansheng was silent, so he continued.

Zhang Xuansheng reacted at this time, Joan of Arc actually said that there was a containment object of the SCP Foundation hidden in the soul mound?

He had little freedom at the SCP Foundation at the time, and he wasn't very interested in other containment objects, so he didn't know much about them, and only a few of them he knew.

Joan of Arc is different, parents are more energetic and may know more.

Zhang Xuansheng is just curious now, is what is hidden in the soul mound a living thing or a dead thing? Or could a soul be a containment object?

He cheered up, the containment of the SCP Foundation is all rule-oriented, and he can't take common sense for granted, and he can't underestimate his opponent.

"Xuansheng Xiaoyou, if there is a powerful single-point breakthrough attack later, it will depend on you."

Pope Messenger reminded.

Zhang Xuansheng understood what the other party meant, the defensive array that opened was best to resist group attacks, or to defend against scattered energy, if the opponent broke through to the point, the best way was for him to block it.

At this time, six bronze coffins had already appeared in the air, and no one in the bronze coffin made a sound, even the soul that provoked the Holy See at the beginning was very peaceful.

They were not afraid of the power of the Holy See, but they knew that the One was coming out, and they should come out quietly now to greet him.

"God says, dust to dust, dust to dust, and the dead should not be left behind, and those in the coffin cannot return."

The Pope spoke again.

Then something embarrassing happened in the air, and the coffins of the six souls that had appeared kept shaking, but they just couldn't be opened......

Zhang Xuansheng glanced at the Pope and felt that this old man was quite skinny.