With the help of Beth and Luna, Sophia and Owen "stepped" into the barrier as if they were strolling in a leisurely manner, without any hindrance. Sure enough, those two winged elves were not completely unhelpful, and they were still able to come in handy at critical moments.

Outside of the barrier, personnel are being evacuated in an organized manner. Sophia and Owen didn't look back at the evacuation, they knew that there was no turning back for taking this step, and in order to strengthen their determination, the two of them definitely didn't look behind their backs. The two walked side by side, hand in hand, into the papal palace together. And the two winged elves also flapped their two pairs of small wings, slowly following behind.

As for the fierce battle they were about to face, the two winged elves didn't seem to worry about their safety at all. After all, escaping is what the Winged Elves do best, not to mention that even if they really suffer any damage, as long as this planet still exists, the Winged Elves can reshape their bodies, and they are the real immortal and immortal existence!

In the solemn papal palace, it was empty and quiet at this time, so quiet that Sophia and Owen could hear each other's heartbeats, giving people a feeling of oppression.

Owen remembered that when he had just helped the seriously wounded Joyka out of the Papal Palace, there were still an unknown number of diehards hiding in the magnificent Papal Palace, but now it was clear that these people were no longer there, because he saw many corpses lying in the lobby, in the corridors, and in the corridors that did not exist in his memory, and these corpses had obvious and very similar sword scars, which showed that the person who killed them was a master of the sword.

"It's Julian's poison. After a brief examination of the bodies, Owen stood up and said to Sophia, "He's really ruthless." ”

"He's also killed all the remnants of the Truth Society. Sophia said.

"Julian and the Truth Society are nothing more than a relationship of mutual exploitation. Now that his face has been torn, there is no need for him to disguise it anymore. ”

"The Papal Palace is so big, now how do we find Julian and the Seraph?"

Sophia was worried that searching would waste precious time, but Owen was not worried, he shook his head and said, "We don't need to go to them, Julian will naturally come to us." ”

Sure enough, as soon as Owen finished speaking, an oval spatial portal suddenly appeared in front of the two, and white magic light waves were rippling inside, as if inviting the two to enter it. The two looked at each other and walked hand in hand into the portal.

As for the two winged elves, they stayed where they were, their work was done, and the battle was no longer on their minds.

After the brief halo that appeared when teleporting through the space ended, the harsh white light was felt to have subsided. Sophia opened her eyes to a bright, clean hall.

Judgment Hall!

Although the headquarters of the Inquisition was not located in the Papal Palace, or even in the Holy City, but was located in the western suburbs of the mountainous area not far from the Holy City, sometimes some cases would involve the upper echelons of the Central Church, and it would not be convenient for the trial of the cases to be conducted in the headquarters or other branches of the Inquisition, so it was necessary to set up a tribunal inside the Papal Palace.

Although Sophia had never seen the real situation of the court inside the Papal Palace, she had heard of the existence of this courtroom, and judging from the layout of the scene, the place she was in now was the trial hall of the inner court of the Papal Palace.

Directly opposite her, at the end of the judgment hall, there was a high platform of about 4 or 5 steps, and a huge bronze cross was erected on the wall behind the high platform, and in front of the cross, there was a dark red rectangular high table, in the center of the table was placed a magic hammer, and behind the high table were three high-backed chairs--that was the judgment seat, where the presiding magistrate and the two deputy magistrates sat and judged the prisoners from above.

In front of the judgment bench, under the high platform, there is a seat with a cage, which is the defendant's seat. One can imagine a prisoner sitting in a cage, looking up at the three judges on the bench, waiting to accept his guilt or innocence.

But the dock is not in the center of the bench facing the courtroom, but slightly to the right, and behind the dock, slightly to the left, there is a seat that is exactly the same as the dock, but without a cage – that's the witness bench.

To the right of the defendant's dock and witness stand are the recorders and procurators' seats, while on the left hand side is a row of benches and tables where the jury will be seated.

Directly behind the dock and the witness stand, where Sophia now stands, there are seven or eight rows of benches, but there are no long tables—this is where the observer bench is located.

The average Inquisition court already makes people feel fearful, solemn and solemn, not to mention the inquisition hall set up in the Papal Palace. Sophia looked at the hammer placed on the judgment seat, although the hammer rested motionless, but Sophia seemed to be able to hear the hammer sound made by it slamming down, like thunder and heavy hitting her heart, shocking, sacred, majestic, irresistible!

If she didn't have a certain amount of strength, Sophia would probably have fallen to her knees with a "bang" the moment she saw the magic hammer. Sophia knew that this was a brutal psychic suggestion magic, and if she really knelt down on her knees just now, she would never be able to turn over.

However, in general, psychic suggestion magic loses its effect once it is known, but even so, Sophia is suppressed and trembles, the cold sweat behind her back is racing wildly, and her heart is beating wildly "poof" and "poof......

"Uh......" Sophia spat out a small mouthful of blood.

She knew that she was not only subject to psychic suggestion magic, but also the pressure of the gods hidden in the spiritual magic. Sophia hurriedly applied a soothing spell to herself, and the feeling of discomfort and panic gradually disappeared, and the super-fast heartbeat eased slightly, if she slowed down for another two seconds, she was afraid that Sophia would be killed by her higher and higher heart rate.

Before he saw the Seraphic Angel Uriel himself, he suffered such a big loss, how could this battle continue? I don't know if Owen can withstand the heavy pressure of God just now. By the way, what about Owen?

Looking back, Sophia suddenly realizes that Owen is not there for her at all.

The spatial portal just now didn't send the two of them to the same place.

Owen opened his eyes almost at the same time as Sophia. He was indeed separated from Sophia, but instead of the gloomy basement he had assumed, he was teleported to......

Fantasy Hall!

This is the place where the popes of the past have received the parables, and it is also the closest place for mankind to the God of light. About an hour ago, Owen's battle with the Force King nearly destroyed the sacred place, but now, it seems that someone has used an ability similar to temporal magic to restore the entire Blind Hall intact.