Chapter 361: Dialogue of the Gods
The cloud palm is extremely strong and domineering, especially the invincible hand, the lava of the Red Dragon Mountain is low, and the invincible also attaches a strong concussive power to it.
Samael, who had never been in contact with internal qi, was suddenly attacked, but he lost his consciousness when he felt the heat of his right hand holding the hilt of the sword, and then the whole person was blown out by the qi coming from the hilt.
It all happened in an instant, and Samael's experience saved him.
As soon as his body flew up, he knew that he had been attacked by a strange attack, no matter how weird this attack was, but the opponent would never give up such an opportunity.
Almost as soon as he was shocked by the qi, the white light wings behind him, which had been just gently fluttering, suddenly flapped violently, and his body suddenly slid out diagonally in a direction that defied common sense, and the crimson spear shadow that the invincible spear turned into just swept over his side.
Invincible snorted.
This Samael's martial arts skills are rare and powerful, and what excites him even more is that this guy reacts quickly and definitely has a lot of combat experience.
In the face of a sudden blow, when he didn't know what his follow-up attack would be, he didn't hesitate to choose to dodge.
However, this is nothing more than a death throes.
As soon as he flew out of Samael, the right hand that hung hard at his side, he knew that Samael's right hand was a waste for the time being.
I can't beat myself with both hands, so if I become one-handed, can I still meet my next round of attacks?!
There was no expression on the invincible's face, and with a twist of his wrist, the crimson spear swung and the tip of the fiery spear spun awkward, and chased after Samael who retreated diagonally.
The white light wings behind Samael could no longer help Samael this time, because Samael had no idea that another invincible attack had come. He was still flying on a path that had been seen through by the Invincible, and if nothing else, in a few moments, the Destroyer Angel Samael would be destroyed by the Invincible Spear.
But at this moment, a soft and gentle voice sounded: "Your Excellency Wood." Why bother with Samael! As he spoke, a ball of milky white light suddenly intercepted in front of the invincible spear from the bottom up.
The crimson spear gently sank into the ball of light in the next moment.
Rumble!
With a bang, the white ball of light burst open violently under the stabbing of the red spear, but the strange thing was that the burst produced a strong shock wave, but it only rushed in the direction of Samael, and immediately rolled Samael's figure up, like a ball that had been slapped away.
But. The invincible spear missed!
Invincible's face sank, he looked down and suddenly smiled.
His legs caught Ma Xiaoqiang's belly, and Xiaoqiang understood and fell to the ground.
Bishop Jaco, who had just disappeared, reappeared, but at the moment his hands were drooping. Stand there with your head bowed respectfully, as if you were the most humble of slaves.
In fact, it is.
Needless to say, all over Oslo. There was only one person who could make Jacob behave like this: the Pope of Light!
Dressed in the white robe of the Temple of Light, there is nothing conspicuous, but the face with a faint white light makes people feel very attractive at a glance, and if you look closely, you will find that the facial features of the face are not visible at all, as if shrouded in a thin veil.
But. The scepter inlaid with a huge light crystal in the hand of the person who came, as well as the brilliant golden crown, made the hearts of all the onlookers of light tremble.
Pope! Must be the only spokesperson for the true god Odiro in Oslo. His Majesty the Supreme Pope of Light!
The frenzy of the believers who had just been suppressed by the god-level powerhouse suddenly broke out again, and the word "Your Majesty" was unconsciously muttered from the mouth of a believer, and many believers fell to their knees as if they were blown by a strong wind blowing through a wheat field, and the murmuring whispers were in harmony with the surrounding believers, gradually becoming louder, and finally merged into a terrifying voice: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty! ”
A simple word, but it is the object of almost all the lives of these believers, even if none of them may have actually seen the Pope of Light, but that does not stop their enthusiasm and worship.
Invincible's brow furrowed slightly imperceptibly.
The power of this religion is truly terrifying.
It can not only control the human body, but also the human heart, like collective hypnosis, almost instantly these believers woke up from the Mu Ran who was shocked by their own prestige just now, and immediately fell into an even greater fanaticism.
Is the Temple of Light, the Pope of Light, really so invincible?!
The pale face of the light pope only gently raised a hand to his chest, and the voice of shouting "Your Majesty" began to fade, just over his head, the whole scene was silent, only
The sound of breathing.
These believers are waiting for the blessing words of the only spokesman of their true God!
The scepter inlaid with a huge light system magic crystal in the Pope's hand seemed to wave it next, and a cloud of white light floated out from the light system magic crystal on the top of the scepter, and after flying into the air, it exploded with a bang, and countless white light element fragments fell like snow, enveloping most of the believers present.
These believers tilted their heads and watched this scene that was like a miracle, and they couldn't help but hold their breath in unison.
Fragments of white light elemental light fell and silently submerged into the bodies of the believers, and a few believers suddenly screamed a moment later.
"Oh my God, my waist, my back doesn't hurt anymore." A farmer who has been working honestly for most of his life exclaimed.
"My eyes, my eyes can see again." This is a warrior who has blinded one of his left eye, he once shed blood for the Temple of Light, and now His Majesty the Pope's magic has caused his left eye, which is permanently unrecoverable, to suddenly regain light, which is simply amazing.
"My back injury is healed too!"
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"The true God must have sent His Majesty the Pope to save us! It must be. The person who said this was a fanatic, but at this moment he no longer had the arrogance of the past, and he respectfully performed the great salute of the Five Bodies against the Pope of Light, but the fanaticism in his eyes had long been revealed without any disguise.
There seemed to be a smile on the Pope of Light's face.
The shattered white ball of light was transformed by the high-level light magic "Light God's Mercy" that he had spent, and the almost instantaneous high-level light magic could heal most of the injuries, and the effect was immediate, and finally succeeded in turning the believers to Wende. Wood's worship awakens.
And this is one of the purposes of the Pope of Light.
Samael's face was gloomy and he slowly flew back, landed beside the Pope of Light, bowed down respectfully, and said, "See Your Majesty!" ”
He believed that he must have fallen into that Wende just now. If it weren't for the crisis created by Wood, the Pope of Light might not have hesitated to shoot himself away, and he was afraid that his life would have been difficult to save on his own.
Samael is not unable to lose, but losing so quickly is difficult for him to accept.
It would be extremely humiliating for the Pope of Light to personally resolve the crisis for him, even if his opponent was Winder, the last knight of the known God Rank. Wood!
When the heart shouted the name, Samael's heart was no longer as relaxed as before.
In any case, defeat is defeat.
Now that the Pope of Light has arrived, Samael has no chance to make a move, and his only hope is to wait for a moment in the unknowable future to be able to reunite with Winder, who brought him shame. Wood fought.
The Pope of Light waved his hand lightly, in response to Samael's salute.
The invincible who was standing opposite him suddenly spoke at this moment, and his indifferent and deep voice was incompatible with the incomparably fanatical atmosphere created by the believers around him: "It turns out that His Majesty the Pope has arrived, and it really makes me feel extremely honored. ”
The words on his lips were still audible, but his posture of standing quietly, without even performing an ordinary salute, made all the discerning people feel his true attitude.
- Don't care! Wende. Wood, a newly promoted god-level powerhouse, doesn't care about the Pope of Light at all!
No one who can see this clearly dares to say it.
No matter how high his status was, at this moment, before the Pope of Light and the only truly god-level powerhouse in Oslo, he seemed too low, so low that he didn't even have the qualifications to interject. To illustrate what most believers think, this is a dialogue between gods!
A dialogue between a spokesman for a true God and a strong person close to God.
The Pope of Light chuckled lightly and replied in a calm tone, "I can meet the last knight of the great name, Winder." Lord Wood, I was indeed pleasantly surprised! ”
Invincible looked at the face shrouded in white light, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart.
He always felt as if he had seen the person in front of him somewhere, even though he had probably never seen the Pope of Light before.
His memory clearly told him that the figure of the man in front of him was definitely not in line with anyone he had ever seen, but when he heard the Pope's voice, his intuition reminded him: this man, he had seen it!
Without letting his doubts show, Invincible also smiled at the Pope of Light and said, "It's really a surprise! At least, the Temple of Light finally has someone who can answer my questions. ”