Although Zhao Yan is not a person who judges people by their appearance, in many cases, he will still judge a person's strength based on his appearance and demeanor. But Pope Saomin completely subverted this principle of Zhao Yan. Who would have known that such a bloated and sickly old man had reached the realm of SK? Even if he knew that he was a powerhouse in the realm of SK, he could not imagine that his aging body contained an extraordinary power.

Although Zhao Yan already knew that the Pope was a super powerhouse, he still felt a burst of palpitations when he saw Omako's difficult steps under his nose.

Can this battle be won?

In the face of this old man, Zhao Yan was not confident. But when he saw Omak's resolute eyes, he repeatedly warned himself in his heart that he must have faith and must do his best.

The dark powerhouses are becoming more and more careful, and every seemingly weak movement of the Pope may become a mortal threat.

Five black flames of billowing fire emerged from around Omako's body, swirling slowly around his waist. It seems that the impact he received just now did not cause him much damage.

Although Omako can't move freely in mid-air like SK Strong, every jump can last in mid-air for a while.

He stretched out his fingers, and the five black flames flowed into his fingertips as if they were alive.

Omako's eyes tightened suddenly, and his fingertips exploded into a fierce black flame, and the skulls formed by the black flames struck the Pope fiercely. It was a hideous look that seemed to tear anything in its way to pieces.

A flash of white light flashed from the Sun Scepter, and countless fist-sized Void Light Angels came out of the Sun Shape and flew towards the ferocious skull.

The little angels who bloomed with milky white light were not afraid of the terrifying skull at all, but showed a proud appearance in front of them. They remain calm and allow the skull to hold itself in their mouths. The next moment, however, they were destroyed along with themselves and the skulls.

The four elders seemed to use teleportation at the same time, and came to the Pope's surroundings in an instant. The Great Lich's Ice Storm, the Flame Bone Emperor's Burst of Fire, the Death Knight's Black Light Slash, and the Shadow Slayer's Sky Blade all struck the Pope's head, neck, chest, and waist almost at the same time.

If it were someone else, I am afraid that I would have been forced to swallow even the screams in my stomach. But he is none other than the Pope.

Pope Saomin!

At the moment when he was dodging the four elders at the same time, he also resisted the attack of the Dark King at the same time.

The next moment, a pillar of white light shot down from the top of the temple, enveloping him in it. But in an instant, the white light disappeared completely, as if it had all penetrated into the Pope's body.

In the fierce battle of light and fire, this phenomenon is nothing at all. But Zhao Yan had a full view of it, and he was slightly suspicious.

However, every time the six super powerhouses launched waves of fierce attacks, Zhao Yan and the others would spontaneously take a few steps back. This is the shock of the Fa's own instinct, the fear from the depths of the soul. Looking back, those middle and high level dark creatures who had entered the main hall of light had gradually withdrawn from a large part of them.

The deep pressure and strong impact that bloomed out of the battle were very uncomfortable, and the expressions of Emaya and the dragon were very ugly, but they could barely hold on.

The passive Pope became active at this moment, and his old body seemed to suddenly possess infinite power. With a random finger point, the direction of the finger will explode a void of airflow. With a wave of the Sun Scepter, it was a monstrous wave of pure air.

The dark powerhouses are struggling to fight.

Saomin levitated higher, his cloudy eyes calmly looked at everything in front of him, and said lightly: "There is no strong man in the SK realm among you, you can't defeat me." ”

Omako was not convinced, and said coldly: "Defeat you, and I will be able to climb to the peak of SK." ”

"O stupid undead, it is your greatest mistake to challenge the authority of the God of Light. ”

Meimi Messi conveyed with spirit: "Wang, the sky is gradually getting brighter, and the children outside can't hold on, so it's not appropriate to fight with him more." ”

The Flame Bone Emperor said, "It's time. ”

Omako nodded, and the eyes of the strong men were much more solemn. The Pope seemed to sense something, and became slightly cautious. Although his strength is higher than that of the five powerhouses, he does not dare to take such a battle lightly.

Omako suddenly descended sharply and fell to the ground. The four elders fell on either side of him, looking up at the Pope in mid-air, but their bodies trembled slightly. In the next moment, a circular black light wave gradually emerged from the center of the four elders' bodies. The light wave rapidly expanded, and countless flashing black lightning bolts were contained inside.

The four elders seemed to transform into four large black balls of electric fire, and Omako fell to the ground with his hands on the ground, like a beast about to go berserk, half-crouching on the ground and gasping.

The main hall of light suddenly seemed silent, and only the sound of Omako's breathing could be heard. Or maybe the wheezing was so loud that it drowned out all the other sounds.

The Pope slowly spread his hands, looking at the situation below with a hint of doubt. Doesn't the supreme pope know what these filthy creatures in his mouth are going to do?

Omako didn't give the Pope too much time to think about it, and the absolute obstruction of the realm may really be an absolute defense.

Roar!

Omako really roared like a beast to the sky, and the big black ball that shrouded the bodies of the four elders seemed to drain all their strength, leaving them with their tired eyes and surging towards Omako's body.

Omako's entire body suddenly turned pitch black, as if his entire body was composed entirely of black air currents. He didn't know whether it was pain or anger, and his whole body kept shaking.

Shaking from slow to fast, from steady to chaotic, and finally crazy like crazy.

His hands on the ground suddenly tightened, and his whole body suddenly froze.

Roar!

He hissed, and suddenly leapt towards the Pope in mid-air.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yan and the others were stunned, and those dark creatures who looked up at the battlefield all bowed down, not even daring to look at Omako.

And the Pope in mid-air, with a hint of history in his eyes.

Could this be......

Omako quickly gave the Pope an answer, and as he lunged on his back, four black balls of light entered his body from behind him, but they were no longer round spheres. Instead, it is constantly stretching, changing, and breeding countless tentacles.

At the moment when it was on the verge of the Pope, it transformed into a demonic claw, rising from Omako's back and descending from the sky to pounce on the Pope.

"Claw of the Dark King!"

With a roar, the Dark King's claws covered the Pope. In just an instant, the giant claw made of black energy turned into substance. The black blood-red flesh, the dark red vein lines, the pitch-black scales, as if drilled out from behind Omako, was a real terrifying claw!

And this terrifying claw is now grabbing at an old man who is not the size of his fingernail.

One can imagine what will happen to those who are caught.

Despite the fact that he is the Pope, everyone has not given up on this suspense.

Of course, the dark powerhouses will not give up, and if this move fails to subdue the Pope, then they are doomed to fail. To activate this move, it requires draining all of the magic of the four Dark Great Elders, and then ignited by the pact of King Omako. If the Pope can't be subdued, what hope is there for Omako's remaining strength alone?

The elders were deeply anticipating, and Omakona's calm appearance was boiling with blood.

Light and darkness who will dominate the world, maybe the result is in this moment.

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The strange Pope did not dodge at the moment, perhaps unable to dodge. The Dark King's claws firmly grasped the absolute obsolescence that wrapped around him.

For the sake of the Pope, the absolute obstacle of the reality of the SK realm really did not insult its defenses. He fended off the surging grip of the Dark King's claws and isolated him from his body. Omako's body emerges on the Pope's frontal, absolutely obscured surface. He looked at the Pope coldly, his fists clenched, and the claws of the devil became harder and harder.

Saomin was rarely surprised, and his eyes as he looked at Omako seemed to be mixed with a lot of emotions, "You are just a necromancer who has not long entered the SSS level, and you have actually activated the Dark King's Secret Spell, the Dark King's Claw of the SK Realm. I really didn't expect ......."

Omako said lightly: "There are many things in the soul of Aqakaka that interest me. ”

The four elders on the ground of the Ming Dynasty looked at it, as if they understood something, and said, "Could it be ...... ...... just now"

"That's right, your Bright Sect's ultimate combination of astral secret techniques is indeed a good way. He can make the power of several people become the power of one person, and in the process of transmission, not only will not weaken, but will also increase exponentially. In this regard, the dark forces are indeed inferior to you. ”

No matter how calm Saomin was, he couldn't help but be extremely surprised at the moment, "You...... You're such a genius! You're using the methods of controlling the divine forces to the dark ones!"

Omako's words seemed to mean to laugh, and he said, "You still don't care about my features. Since I was born, I have controlled both divine and dark forces. For me, the grasp and understanding of this power is equal. Even...... I'm more interested in a lot of illuminati. For example......"

Armor of Life!

"Don't try to attack me now, that's just in vain. ”

Watching Omako's body undergo a mutation, a series of surprises grew in the Pope's heart.

"Lord of Darkness, are you the descending of a dark god? ”

Omako shook his head and said lightly, "I'm just what you call blasphemy. As for the dark gods, that's only for the future. Of course, if there is a god. ”

Saomin was encased in a white absolute obscure, like a round transparent ball. And this transparent ball was fiercely pinched in his hand by the claws of the Dark King at this moment. The devil's claws are very forceful, squeezing and twisting and deforming the round transparent ball. The absolute barrier was affected by gravity, as if it was very uncomfortable, and the white barrier was very golden, and the surface exploded with yellow light flowers, as if it was roaring in pain.

Saomin said, "As the Dark King, you don't believe in the existence of gods......

Omako's face, which seemed to be eternal and cold as a rock, sneered at this moment: "Why should you deceive yourself, you have seen the real God in all your years of reign? God, who only exists in the hearts of those who believe. Perhaps thousands of years ago, there really was a god in the Aya Continent. But now, they may be dead. ”

"Crazy...... You're crazy!"

"Be quiet, Great Pope. It's not good for my dark elders to hear it. I would never believe anything I had seen with my own eyes. Omako's fists were harder, and the claws tightened. "Don't lament my madness, you better mind yourself!

The five fingers of the devil's claws are like five black dragons, firmly entangled in the prey in the mouth. Each time he tightened, a powerful air flow was generated between his palms and spread out in a circle, causing a violent fluctuation. As you go, it's as if space is distorting.

The Absolute Barrier had turned golden, almost clinging to Saomin's skin. Instead of anxiety or pain, he spread out his hands again, and a pillar of white light fell from the top of the temple and fell on him. Then it shines on the holy chair at Saomin's feet.

Covered in white light, Saomin seemed to have been baptized by the holy light, and suddenly the suppressed holy power came alive. His whole body was full of white light, and when the Sun Scepter waved, a new barrier reappeared, and it forcibly opened the claws.

The sudden increase in the Pope's power took the dark powerhouses by surprise. Not only them, but Zhao Yan was also dumbfounded, staring intently at the picture in mid-air without blinking.

In the focus of Zhao Yan's gaze, the white pillar of light suddenly dissipated.

Is that......

Zhao Yan looked at the Pope, at the top of the hall, at the Holy Chair, and finally looked around, his eyes fell on the statues of those angels and some gods.

He remembered the angelic statue in the Courtyard of Light, and the fleeting light on the Pope.

Zhao Yan instinctively took a step forward, frowning and staring at the Pope tightly. Judging from the strength of the two sides now, the attack of Omako, combined with the power of the four dark elders, may not be able to subdue the Pope.

Zhao Yan thought in his heart, why did the Pope stay in the main hall of light all the time? If he went out to fight Omako and the dark elders earlier, wouldn't he be able to reduce the casualties of the Light cultists and save the statue of the God of Light? Moreover, with such strength, with the strength of the three archbishops and many cardinals, he might not be able to lose to the dark army?

Could it be that the dark army is too large and the Pope doesn't want to waste it?

No way!

There must be some mystery in this. Perhaps, it is only in this Hall of Light that the Pope can exert his greatest strength. Aren't some super-strong people all having their own domains? Some of them are for the sake of greatly increasing their strength, while others are for sustaining their lives.

The Pope is in his prime, and even the most ordinary small actions in ordinary life seem to be very difficult.

Don't......

Zhao Yan hurriedly turned around, didn't think much about it, and said, "Piruru, Cassisi!"

Everyone was immersed in the battle of the strong, and Zhao Yan shouted that they were very surprised. But Zhao Yan's serious and serious eyes told them that the most important moment had come.

Zhao Yan glanced at the six hill giants, then looked at the sides of the main hall, and said, "You guys, dismantle the angel statues and god statues on both sides, and use the greatest strength to speed up!"

"Lao Cha, Meng, you stand on the periphery and bombard with magic!"

Although Chux and Menglameng didn't understand, they didn't ask too much, so they took the Dream Guardian and divided into two groups.

Zhao Yan turned his head and said to Bi Ersfei: "Xiao Bi, bless me with the protection technique." You three stay here and don't take one more step forward, you know?"

"Big brother, you ......"

Amya grabbed Biersfi and said, "Xiaobi, don't worry about Yan, he has his own measure." She glanced at Bilsfi, and she leaned forward and whispered, "Yan, be careful. ”

Zhao Yan smiled at Emaya, then turned around and ran towards the battlefield.

With a cautious pace, Zhao Yan stared intently at the confrontation between the Pope and Omako in mid-air, and walked towards the Pope's feet.

The dark elders were puzzled, but they heard the sound of destruction on both sides, saw the destruction of the main hall of light by Zhao Yan's people, and secretly thought that Zhao Yan's trip was not ineffective to the dark king. In this case, they remained where they were, watching the battle in mid-air intently, and quietly recovering their strength.

Under the influence of Chucks and Monamon, as well as the Giants of the Hills, the higher dark creatures have joined in the destruction.

The strong black warrior was not much worse than the hill giants, and often the huge two-handed sword hilt swept over, and the proud angel statue became a headless angel. One is heaven and the other is hell. More dark creatures will join in, and the Hall of Light will soon be like purgatory.

The changes below did not escape the Pope's eyes, but he also seemed powerless. The power of the Dark King's claw was at the same level as his, and although his holy power had increased greatly at this moment, he could not immediately break free from the clutches of the devil, or be distracted from other things.

His whole body was full of white light, but he could only stretch out the claws little by little.

Omako's eyes slanted slightly, and Zhao Yan had already come to the holy chair below the Pope. His cold voice rang in the Pope's ears: "Be careful, my ally, though not powerful enough to influence you, but his cunning and treachery can often cause great power. ”

The Pope was not disturbed by Omako, and gathered his spirits more and more attentively.

And Zhao Yan, his hands were already tightly grasping the armrests of the holy chair.

The next moment, two bright red flames rose from Zhao Yan's shoulders, and then poured down the pilgrimage chair along his arm. Affected by the fire energy, the holy chair bloomed with milky white light, and after a trembling struggle, the holy chair was unable to resist Zhao Yan's power after all.

A blast that shatters it.

In the debris floating around, Zhao Yan looked up at the Pope. There was a wicked smile on his face. He could already see that the Absolute Barrier was slowly twisting as it could no longer support the power of the Dark King's claws.