"That person, is that Yan?" In mid-air, two figures floated.

"Yes. ”

"He's really a crazy guy. Polk, you're old friends with him, aren't you?"

Poke nodded, looked at Zhao Yan on the Guangming Courtyard comfortably, and said, "I believe that in his heart, I am a good opponent." ”

"You're going to have a chance. In any competition, there will always be a day when the winner will be decided. ”

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Although the collapse of the statue of the God of Light did not cause direct damage to the Lord of Light and the Light Army, the hearts of almost all the Light Cultists were cold. Even Laudielos's eyes lost color in an instant.

The rising sun heralded the dawn of the morning, but the creatures of darkness were not afraid, but more active. The Anti-Dark Ones at the entrance of the main hall were gradually cleared, leaving only Ladrielos in the Absolute Barrier and the few remaining Illuminati gathered around him.

At this point in the war, those low-level skeleton zombies have long since retreated to the rear of the dark army. Directly facing the Army of Light are the middle and high dark races such as the Black Knight, the Death Knight, and the Demon Hunter. In the face of them, the remaining Light Army couldn't help but retreat.

"Lord Lauder, what should I do?"

Repeated inquiries did not result in a reply from Laudielos. His hands naturally drooped, and his eyes were fixed on the Dark King at the foot of the steps.

At this moment, Zhao Yan and the others also came behind Omako. Omako got down from Vasily's back and walked up the steps. The Dark Army ceased fighting with the Army of Light and split off to make way for Omako.

The Dark Great Elder, Zhao Yan and the others followed closely behind Omako and walked up the steps step by step. Zhao Yan's heart was mixed with excitement, excitement, and apprehension......

The leaders who attacked the Great Temple of Light had already arrived at the gate of the Main Hall of Light, and they were only less than five meters away from Laudrilos and the Cultists of Light around him.

Omako stared at Laudielos for a long time before saying, "He's dead." ”

There was a commotion in the Bright Army, and they all looked at Laudelos in surprise. If Omako hadn't said this, they would never have believed that the archbishop was dead. After all, he's standing here with his stick straight, and after all, the absolute barrier hasn't gone away.

Zhao Yan took a deep look at Laudielos, and on his body, he seemed to see Hui Mingdos, the eldest brother whose life and death were uncertain. He never told Bilsfield about it, and Bilsfi didn't ask. But both of them knew it in their hearts, they just didn't want to mention it.

Zhao Yan sighed: "He was tired to death. ”

Omako's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately swept all the Light Army, and then walked straight to the main hall.

The Bright Army was frightened, and after taking a few steps back, they rushed towards Omako with a few people taking the lead.

"Don't want to go in......"

Omako's body flashed with a burst of white light, and countless bone cones composed of white light burst forward.

The next moment, the main hall of light was unimpeded.

Omako, Memime, Loberonitan, Hypein, Psiredo, Zhao Yan, Dragon, Emaya, Birsfi, Chuks, Emaya, and Dream Guardian all walked into the vast Hall of Light. The other dark creatures struggled for a while, and eventually only a few of the other dark races followed, and the rest remained outside the temple. The lowliest skeletons and zombies are also the most numerous part of the Dark Army, and they are still at the foot of the steps of the main hall, using their spare time to eat the corpses of the Light Army.

Click!

Omako and Zhao Yan were dozens of meters apart, standing side by side. The Dark King was followed by the Great Dark Elders, and the Sakura King was followed by his brothers. At this moment, there is only one goal in their hearts, and that is the Pope suspended in mid-air in the depths of the main hall.

Every time I took a step forward, it was as if the entire temple of Hadi was trembling.

And between them and the Pope, there is a small obstacle.

The obstacle turned his back to the crowd and knelt quietly on the ground.

Everyone stopped, Zhao Yan glanced at Omako, then walked towards him, and said, "Lord Vovoto, the Temple of Divine Harmony has been destroyed, and now only you and the Pope are left. ”

Vovoto didn't look back, still kneeling in place, and he said lightly: "Why?"

Zhao Yan naturally knew what he was asking, walked towards him slowly, and then stopped at a certain distance from him. "You should know that I hate hypocrisy. Don't you think that those dead goblins are the most pitiful life in the world?"

Vovoto didn't answer again, the end was already like this, and he didn't need to say anything more.

Zhao Yan said again: "Vovoto, maybe because of my existence, I can save your life." Of course, as long as you want. ”

Vovoto shook his head and burst out laughing.

Under the surprised gaze of everyone, he took out the goblin tent from his bosom and opened it in front of him. In the next moment, the Divine Light Main Hall, which had been polluted by the darkness that everyone had brought in, now flashed with a burst of blue dazzling light.

Vovoto's laughter was even louder: "Your Holiness the Pope is right, my piety is destined to be only a cardinal forever, let alone a little understanding of God. ”

Vovoto stood up and turned slowly, and at the same time, the goblin tent actually burned. It was no ordinary fire, but a white flame. Under the scorching of the holy flame, the amethyst coin was also melting rapidly.

Zhao Yan was in pain, this money could be got back in his budget.

"Vovoto, you ......"

"Hahahahaha......" Vovoto touched his chest with one hand and bowed respectfully to Zhao Yan, the smile on his face was so natural. "Your Majesty, this is the last salute that Vovoto will make for you. Thank you for making such a big deal with lust and greed. ”

As he spoke, Vovoto spontaneously retreated. By the time he had finished speaking, he had retreated into the flame, his fleshly body turning to ashes as soon as it touched it. Objects that are burned by the sacred fire will erase all traces of this world. For a short time, both Vovoto and the mountain of amethyst coins ceased to exist.

Call!

Zhao Yan took a deep breath and silently closed his eyes.

The next moment, everyone continued to walk towards the depths of the main hall.

The Great Temple of Light, at this moment, only its master, the Pope, remains.

Saomin's fat figure made him look so bloated, and his old face made him so weak. At this moment, he was suspended in mid-air, as if it were a fallen leaf, swaying with the wind.

But the closer they got to him, the more they felt a strong pressure growing in their hearts and oppressing their souls.

Saomin was suspended in the air of the main hall, without a trace of magic fluctuations and holy power entanglements around his body.

His gaze first fell on Zhao Yan's body, and in his eyes, there was no resentment, no anger, just calm.

"Kid...... Do you know what you've done?" the Pope's voice was still like that.

Zhao Yan raised his head and said firmly: "I know that I destroyed the Holy See together with the Dark Alliance. ”

The Pope looked at Zhao Yan carefully, especially at the totem on his forehead, and said, "Is it your own will, or is he doing it?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about. ”

"Looks like this is going to be a hassle to explain, and your dark friends can't wait. ”

Omako said coldly: "Since that's the case, let's get started." His voice was as calm as the Pope's, and there was not a hint of emotional fluctuation in his tone.

The Pope tilted his head and said, "Don't worry, let me see who you are." ”

Saomin's face changed slightly, and he sighed: "The oldest elder in the dark world, the Great Lich Memime, the flame bone emperor Loberonitan who is feared by his fury and takes pleasure in destruction, the dark genius Death Knight Hypein who was taught by Mossalud himself, the shadow killer Pusiledor who has been wandering the dark world for four hundred years, and ...... Look at these human ...... Well, there are even disciples taught by our Bright Sect. You wouldn't have thought your apprentice would have anything to do with the darkness!"

Belsfi lowered her head.

Saomin's gaze finally fell on Omarko's face, and he said, "Of course, how can I tell the Dark King!, a blasphemous object of humans and undead, a fusion of light and dark powers, and a descendant of Odris's 'Soul Eater', Omako." ”

"What a powerful combination!" Saomin sighed heartily, and he was unusually unbreathable after saying so many words in a series of words at this moment.

Lobelonitan took a step forward and said, "In that case, you can destroy yourself, like your faithful servant." He was referring to Vovoto, of course.

Saomin's face suddenly felt like a smile, "Flame Bone Emperor, even if I want to destroy myself, I'm afraid your king won't be willing! With the Soul Devourer, he must be very interested in my soul." But if I destroy it myself, I'm afraid he won't be able to make this wish come true. ”

Omako's sharp eyes stared at Saomin, and said coldly, "You can't run away." ”

Saomin shook his head and sighed, "Dark King, you are indeed very powerful, your talent and special body are enough to make you a more powerful existence than the previous Dark Kings. But now you're too far away from me. ”

"Don't try...... How do you know?"

Cha!

Almost at the same time, Omako and the four Dark Archelders rushed towards the Pope suspended in mid-air at the same time. And Zhao Yan and the others are retreating one after another, and they can't directly intervene in this kind of battle between SSS and SK realm, so they can only find the most suitable opportunity to see if they can help.

Even watching from the sidelines is extremely dangerous, but no one has the idea of going out. The final battle between the dark forces and the Holy See of Light is almost a contest between the strongest men in the Aya Continent, and no one wants to miss this opportunity.

Especially the dragon and Amaya, after a few years, their strength has lagged behind a lot among the original few people. They are also eager to take a little inspiration from this battle to improve themselves.

One second the Dark Kings were still in place, and the next they were around the Pope.

The Dark Elders surrounded the Pope, and Omako was outside the circle, staring coldly at the Pope.

In Omarko's sight, the attacks of the four elders had been directed at the Pope at the same time.

It's just that the Pope they surrounded turned out to be just a phantom suspended in mid-air.

On the Holy Chair, the Pope sat quietly.

The Great Lich's blue eyes burned, and the "Frost Ball" struck at the Pope.

There was no change of expression on the Pope's old face, and there was no appearance as if he was about to run away, he stretched out his finger and tapped it lightly in front of him.

A ripple rippled from his fingertips, then surged towards the Great Lich like liquid.

Countless ice picks shattered into ice in mid-air and fell weakly.

At the same time that the Flame Bone Emperor released the Silent Curse, Hypein had already rushed towards the Pope from the front. The Death Horse let out a manic roar, as if to increase its speed to its maximum speed.

The Pope's finger tapped again, and the invisible curse suddenly exploded in midair. His faded eyes looked at the Death Horse, and suddenly they went black. The Death Horse became a human character and let out another roar. Only after this roar, he turned and fled with Hypein.

Hai Pei was angry, but no matter how much he whipped and punished the death horse, he did not dare to look back at the Pope.

The death horse that is not afraid of fear is actually afraid of the Pope's look?

Hypein was baffled.

The Pope looked up, and the three elders had attacked, but the Shadow Slayer was gone.

Saomin didn't think much of it, and stretched out two fingers and waved them behind his shoulders.

Psiredo's "Sky Splitting Blade" was firmly sandwiched between his fingers, and it seemed so light.

This casual action was like a shocking thunder in the eyes of the Shadow Slayer, and he actually let go of the dagger and turned into a wisp of black smoke. For a killer, even the weapon has been abandoned, which shows that he has realized the danger of remaining with the Pope.

The Pope raised his hand and wiped it lightly in front of his eyes. Suddenly, there was a fluctuation in the main hall, and a tsunami-like air flow pressed towards everyone.

Zhao Yan's pupils dilated rapidly, and he hugged Emaya and Bilsfei left and right and fell to the ground.

Although the Dark Kings were not as embarrassed as Zhao Yan and the others, they were also retreated by this powerful air current.

A hint of excitement crossed Omako's face, and a massive bone tooth burst out of his body, roaring towards the Pope. While attacking the Pope, the bone teeth spontaneously separated, and finally became a huge hand bone, as if to crush the Pope.

The Pope's movements are also not as light as at first, and the movements are slightly larger. He opened his old fat palm, and a swirling white air flow oozed from his palm. The air flow seemed to contain an incomparably powerful force, and it exploded at the moment when the huge hand bones rushed into the face.

Countless beams of white light burst out from the center of the burst of air to the circle, and the Pope was safe and sound, but the bones of his hand were shattered.

Bone foam floated down in midair, and Omako walked from it, followed by a huge demonic face, smiling at the Pope.

The Pope was slightly surprised, and said lightly: "Demon face ......"

The top curse magic of the dark system, in the face of the demon's smile, any life will wither immediately.

The Pope closed his eyes and muttered quietly.

It was also the first time that the pope had been seen chanting a mantra.

A huge old man in a white robe appeared behind the Pope, staring at the demonic face behind Omako. In just an instant, the phantoms behind the two of them disappeared.

But at this moment, Omako has come before the Pope.

A black blade of light appeared in front of Omako, roaring towards the Pope. Zhao Yan and the others almost held their breath, at this moment, Omaco was less than ten meters away from the Pope, and the black light blade was about to smash into the Pope's head.

The Pope sat quietly on the Holy Chair, unmoving.

The black blade of light hit the Pope's face, Omako didn't have any joy, and in the next second, the Pope's figure turned into an illusory particle.

Above the Holy Chair, the Pope was silently hovering.

At this moment, in his hand, there was an extra scepter about two meters long. The scepter is white all over, and the golden ornamentation is made of unknown material. At the top, there is a golden shape in the shape of a round sun the size of a human head.

The Pope sighed: "The Sun Scepter is in my hands, for the first time to fight." ”

The Pope's body gradually glowed with white light. The light crept towards the scepter, and finally all merged into the top. The sun seems to come to life.

Sou!

The huge main hall of light, every corner is filled with light.

The dark creatures that hovered by the door of the main hall lay on the ground, their bodies trembling instinctively, and they were extremely uncomfortable.

"In my name, in the will of God, destroy the darkness. ”

The Pope said lightly, and the next moment, he was behind Omako, and the Sun Scepter slammed into Omako's body.

Undead Bone Constellation!

The Pope was isolated from the Throne, and the Scepter of the Sun struck the surface of the Throne without causing any harm to him. Zhao Yan saw it in his eyes and was secretly surprised. Although Omako's undead bone defense is super strong, compared to a figure of the Pope's level, it is a small trick. But it is really incomprehensible that the Pope's ferocious blow did not cause any damage to the bone seat.

"Unleash dark magic with divine power, you are very unique in your perception of power......"

"It's no wonder that even the soul of Aqakaka can't escape......"

"But ......" The Pope glanced at the ossuary quietly, and his cloudy eyes suddenly became extremely clear.

Sand!

A layer of white light swept across the surface of the undead bone seat, and it suddenly turned into countless tiny particles. The Pope's remaining voice rang out: "Not enough ......"

Omako emerged from the ossuary pedestal, the Pope's gaze seemed soft and calm, but when he looked at him, he could feel the infinite power contained in it.

Glanced at by the Pope, Omako felt his whole body tighten, and the active heart in his chest seemed to be pinched.

Omako held on, meeting the Pope's gaze. The space between the two of them was distorted in a small area, and finally suddenly returned to its original state. A force seemed to explode from Omako's chest, knocking him flying.

Zhao Yan and the others hid in the distance surrounded by hill giants. Observing the battle situation in front of him, Zhao Yan frowned slightly, feeling deeply uncomfortable.

The power of the Pope, powerful and terrifying!