Chapter 179: The Lion King and the Pope
On the vast African continent, a group of golden-haired lions roam.
After the revival of the aura, the laws of nature have undergone profound changes, and even the ordinary thatch on the grassland has grown like a small tree, but the dominance of the grassland lions has not wavered at all.
This super lion herd consisting of the Golden Lion King, a dozen female lions and dozens of lion cubs is not only a nightmare in the eyes of the African people, but also a sworn enemy of the Holy See of Light.
Just last night, a small base with tens of thousands of people was slaughtered by lions, those lion cubs are not too big in size, and their appetite is still small, but those adult lions and beasts are often tens of hundreds of meters long, and each of them devours hundreds of people.
Dozens of lions slaughtered the entire base in one night, and ate all the meat materials in the base's warehouse without the slightest waste.
Pope Paul XII, after receiving the news, quickly summoned the twelve cardinals in the Brahman and the black-clothed bishops in charge of punishment, and under the cold light of the silver moon, they rushed to a small base hundreds of miles away in the north overnight.
By the time they got there, the blood of the Light Believers had already stained the streets of the base, and the Golden Lions were dozing off in the square in front of a church.
The enraged bishops bump into the well-fed lions, and the battle is on the verge of breaking out.
The old Pope Paul's eyes were torn, and a silver war horse quickly appeared under him, and the bright silver heavy armor and silver spear also appeared at the same time, and the old Pope was wearing a silver heavy triumph and holding a silver heavy spear, as if he had turned into an invincible knight of glory.
His eyes rushed to the Golden Lion King with cold eyes, and the thirteen bishops also went all out, and each found the adult lioness in the lion pack to start their own battles.
Even if dozens of weak lion cubs were not deliberately targeted by the bishops, most of them were accidentally injured at the moment when the battle broke out, except for a few remote lion cubs who were lucky enough to escape, and the rest died tragically on the spot in the aftermath of the ensuing battle.
The mass death of the lion cubs completely aroused the ferocity of the lions, and the golden lions launched the most ferocious attack on a dozen humans with red eyes, and in just a few rounds, a cardinal died tragically in the mouth of an angry lioness.
The strength of more than a dozen female lions is at the high level of the four locks, and there is one at the beginning of the five locks, and the black-clothed cardinals in the middle of the five locks are relatively easy against the angry female lions at the beginning of the five locks, but the strength of the cardinals is below the five locks, and the combat power is obviously inferior to the lion beasts with extremely strong physical strength.
The Pope's spear was wrapped in pure white power, and each attack left a deep hole in the golden lion's body.
"Zheng!" "Zheng!" "Zheng!" The sound constantly reverberates in the church square.
It was the sound of the papal spear and the lion king's claws clashing.
The battle between the Holy See and the Golden Lion has happened more than once, and the last such battle was in the middle of the night a month ago, when the Holy See of Light used a great light technique to distract them from taking care of the bishops, and fought until the spiritual power recovered poorly, almost giving the Golden Lion King the upper hand.
This time, Pope Paul won't do that, his goal tonight is to kill the Golden Lion King at any cost!
The terrifying roars of the lion beasts and the roaring sounds of battle reverberated one after another in the square, and under the black sky, more than a dozen figures with good aura surrounded them from all directions, rushing straight towards the enraged lionesses.
They were the top powerhouses on the entire African continent, and after receiving the Pope's order, they rushed over as quickly as possible, and according to the battle strategy agreed in advance, they prioritized the attack on the weaker female lionesses.
Rock giants hundreds of meters high, primitive tribal warriors wrapped in green yin fire, cardinals wearing mighty armor and other strong men, with the advantage of numbers, completely burst out their own killing moves.
Poisonous Swamp, Yin Fire Purgatory, Light Judgment......
Under the siege of more than a dozen top masters, one by one the female lions fell down covered in blood in a roar full of unwillingness.
The Golden Lion King could only barely parry under Pope Paul's heavy blows, and its claws slapped on the Pope's spear, like a slap on a slippery python, unable to shake it in the slightest.
It was a terrible feeling, reminding the Golden Lion King of the terrifying memories of his childhood when he was almost killed by a python.
Escape!
An unprecedented thought suddenly jumped into the lion king's mind.
Pope Paul's attack was rapid and powerful, and each shot was aimed at the lion king's vital point to attack with all his might, so that the golden lion king did not dare to look distracted from the lioness, even so, it still clearly felt the grim situation of the lioness not far away.
Each lionesse's screams before she died made her heart flutter a few times.
The companions who crisscrossed the grassland with it were like weak herbivores, and they were at the mercy of others.
The shameful thought of running away, the anger of his partner being killed, and the fear of death constantly tore at the tense nerves of the Golden Lion King.
Gradually, in the heart of the lion king, an unprecedented anger shook all the reason in its mind.
"Whoa......"
With a long beast roar full of majesty, the dazzling golden light obscured the chaotic battle scenes in the entire square.
At the same time, the aura on the Golden Lion King's body continued to rise like a rocket, continuously increasing from the fifth lock fourth order to the fifth lock ninth order.
Its bloodline, which was originally stuck at the top level of the primary stellar bloodline, actually improved a little in the life-and-death battle, reaching the level of the middle stellar bloodline.
The hair on the lion king's body, as if it was made of pure gold, was full of strange noble beauty, and the golden lion king, whose strength had skyrocketed, roared and pounced on the old pope.
This time, it nearly knocked the spear out of the Pope's hand with a single claw, and scratched the Pope for the first time.
The wounded old pope's breath not only did not decline, but climbed.
The rich gold quickly replaced the white holy light on the old pope's body, and even his black and white eyes were gradually covered with an emotionless golden light.
It is the Holy See's sanctification method, which can greatly increase the attack speed, strength, and agility in battle, at the cost of a temporary drop in the realm after using it.
"Sneer......"
A large number of human-like laughter suddenly appeared around the base.
The black-clothed cardinal, who was frantically attacking the five-locked lioness, changed his face and shouted, "It's a herd of spotted hyenas!" Let's hurry up and deal with the remaining few lion beasts! ”
In the sharp long knife in the black cardinal's hand, a sharp aura faintly appeared, and he swung the knife to slash at the lioness as before, this time, the lioness's claws did not stop the opponent's long knife, and a bright knife dodged its claws and slashed straight at the lioness's head.
Fortunately, the female lioness dodged in time, and the knife only cut off one of its ears and a piece of fur, which did not bring it a real heavy blow, but aroused its ferocity.
The battle, after the addition of dozens of four- or five-lock hyenas, became even more fierce.
In the dark forest a few hundred meters away from the base wall, a young lion cub with gray fur was standing behind a tree, listening carefully to the sound of battle coming from the base.
Its grayish-black fur was stained with mud, making it even more difficult to look at its already unusual appearance.
The lion cub's name is Simba.
As the only non-yellow lion in the Golden Lion Pack, it has been discriminated against from birth.
Originally, as a race that advocates strength, the lion pack will not treat the members of the race differently because of their different coat colors, the bad thing is that Simba's body is extremely weak and stunted, and his two-year-old body is not even as strong as some one-year-old lion cubs.
Even if you are weak, Simba still eats a lot of food, bigger than an adult lioness.
Eating too much and not working, poor Simba was driven out by the Golden Lion King himself after two years of mixing in the lion pack.
On that day, the two-year-old lion cub ate more than the lion king.
When he was driven out by the lions, Simba's strength was only at the beginning of the second lock, and among all the alien beasts on the vast prairie, he was only at the middle and lower level.
Every day, it catches some rats and rabbits on the periphery of the lion pack to satisfy its hunger, barely maintaining its physical strength.
Simba, who had attacked the city late that night, wandered around the periphery of the lions' hunt as usual, preparing to go in and find some leftovers to fill his stomach after the lions left, but the battle and the changing tide of battle made him dizzy, staring blankly at the direction of the golden light in the distance.
It knew that it was the sight of its father fighting with all his might.
Simba, who has grown different hair from his clan since he was a child, does not resent the expulsion of the lions.
It understands that it is because it has eaten too much, and that it does not deserve precious food because it is useless to the lions.
Just when Simba was secretly sad and blamed himself for not being able to fight for the lions, a warm palm suddenly touched its back.
The lion cub was so frightened that it almost barked, and it reflexively jumped to the side, facing the figure in the darkness with a fierce face and raising its teeth with a fierce face, and vigilantly observing the other party.
The other party is a blonde human, and he is an ordinary person without a strong aura.
It sucked the saliva from the corner of its mouth and stared at the visitor with a fiery gaze.
God knows how hungry it is.
If it knew God, it would have memorized the Bible several times to express its gratitude to God for the food.
In the dark forest.
Gu Feng pressed the gray and black lion cub who was trying to make a vicious appearance with one of his interested hands, and looked at it carefully.
After he left Antarctica, he came directly to Africa, and then took the bloodstone of the only magic cave in Africa, the Xingka Demon Cave, and after making the corresponding arrangements, he rushed here non-stop.
He didn't know about the battle taking place in the base, and in fact, he didn't come for the grandmaster Pope Paul or the golden lion king with stellar blood.
He appeared just for the embarrassed lion cub lying on his stomach.