The main angel began to fly upwards, breaking through a height of 10,000 meters before taking the entire Canglan City into his eyes. The cold 10,000 meters in the air is enough to freeze anyone into ice, but the angelic armament can solve this problem, it seems that there is only a thin layer of armor, but the ability to resist cold and heat is incomparable to other armor.

At a height of 10,000 meters in the air, which can condense into ice crystals with her exhalation, the main angel began to sing, this time she activated the glasses in her eyes and operated at 300% power, so that she could see what she wanted to see through the sky and the earth.

A geocentric energy reactor that draws energy from the center of the earth, the main angel clearly saw countless energy flow pipes spreading out of the reactor, like an open octopus.

"Inform all fallen angels," the main angel pressed the notice, "The defense of the canopy of all cities in Canglan Star has risen, please be careful." Complete. ”

"My Lord Almighty, my body and mind are in you, and I yearn for the endless darkness and ask for the blessing of my Lord...... Alleluia! The main angel folded his hands in a prayer formation, and as her voice became more and more intense, millions of magic powers converged into her hands, and a black-purple longbow appeared in her hand.

The purple arrow left the string, setting off an elemental turbulence, and the longbow in the hand of the main angel was also sucked into the long arrow from the string. If you look at it from a distance, it looks like a meteorite smashed into Canglan City!

The purple arrows hedged against the canopy defense cover, and a circle of energy waves continued to spread from the middle point, and finally the purple long arrow broke through the canopy defense cover, but the canopy defense tower did not explode, and even the defense shield was still running.

But that long purple arrow had already penetrated the inside of the defensive shield, and its target was not the Pope, not the Skydome Tower, but the underground geocentric energy reactor!

The Pope on the hot spring on the top of the mountain opened his eyes, and the pure light gathered around her, and in an instant even the water in the hot spring seemed to boil and evaporate.

But the next moment the light dissipated, and the Pope leaned back again, sighing a little tiredly, "It's really time for you to come, my sister." ”

Next to the hot spring, Director Wu Yun flew out from the side, and after rolling a few laps on the rocky ground, he was unconscious, and his bishop's uniform was torn.

He holds a one-handed machine gun for assault and his badge in the other, which means that he is the head of the papal chamber, and there is a powerful bomb inside.

But Wu Yun didn't use any of them, and he was taken down without even firing a shot. This does not mean that he is weak, it only shows that the opponent is really too strong.

A winged angel walked out of the curtain, holding an extremely sharp long sword in her hand, which was covered with alchemy textures, which was a holy relic-level alchemy weapon.

"Slashing Sword Tilfedge?" The Pope looked at the girl, who was obviously no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, but she was carrying the famous bloodthirsty sword of the myth.

"Son, I don't know where you got that sword, but you don't fit it. Tyrblade is alive, and this sword is meant to be killed from the moment it was forged, and no one who uses it will die well. The Pope looked at the girl and whispered, "It doesn't belong to you, and you can't control it." It belongs to only one person, Yin Cang. ”

The girl didn't reply, just silently sheathed the sword, and the blood stains on the sword gradually penetrated in, this is really a bloodthirsty magic sword.

"Now it's just mine." The girl whispered. She hung her head slightly, like a student being reprimanded by a teacher.

The Pope smiled, "The day Yin Cang returns, this magic sword will eventually return to her hands. ”

Percival was dressed in knightly heavy armor, and the ten Knights of the Round Table were half-kneeling behind him, while Percival sat silently behind the curtain, and if anything was wrong, he would rush in at the first opportunity.

Although the girl obviously could not pose any threat to the Pope.

Suddenly, Percival's pupils shrank sharply, his helmet quickly closed, and he grasped the knight's sword, his body slightly arched, like a leopard before hunting. Every move is an invisible murderous aura.

The ten Knights of the Round Table also sensed something, and reacted in the same way as Percival, and whenever something happened inside, they would not hesitate to follow Percival and rush in.

(End of chapter)