Don't look at the two of them fighting to the death like junior fighters, but their strength is intimidating, almost not many people can see their fast figures, only one after another afterimages, it seems that there are countless Grasius and São Paulo.

Under the feet of the two of them, the stone slabs were cracking, especially the circles of agitated impact marks that spread out when the two of them struck, keeping everyone around them away from them, and no magic fighting spirit could rely on these two people.

When the impact lines swept over Raphael, Raphael's body seemed to become a strange vibration like ripples, and with this vibration, the impact lines were dissolved.

When Raphael was impacted, the mysterious man under Lucia's escort shook at the same time, trembling constantly, but he was always able to stabilize his body.

Raphael deftly flashed some magic that was attacking him, and when he saw that Colorie was safe under the protection of the female guards and ascetics, he approached St. Paul with the help of rubble.

The scene was very chaotic, not far from São Paulo, two huge stones formed a gap, and Raphael used a mirror illusion array, only a light flash, and the speed was beyond ordinary to flash into the gap.

Fortunately, Sao Paulo's people were mostly defensive, and for a while, no one really noticed Rafael.

From the gap, looking at the two people who were fighting, circles of impact marks still kept skimming Raphael's body, and Raphael gritted his teeth and fought hard.

The two people in this battle are too strong! almost completely gathered their strength, and there are elements in the air that are constantly pouring into their bodies, and between their fists and feet, the stone slabs on the ground continue to shatter, but this kind of shattering is not deliberate, but people with poor control strength are more likely to step on the stone slabs.

I guess I won't be able to withstand this kind of attack. Raphael thought as he looked at Grasius' feet.

The stone slab under Grasius's feet shattered even more, which shows that after St. Paul borrowed the power of the canon, Gladysius still lost slightly more than St. Paul.

Hell, Grasius's strength is not cohesive enough! Looking worriedly at the fluttering figure in the field, Raphael trembled and continued to endure this shockwave without a surname.

In the attack, Glasius's direct right fist was caught by São Paulo's curly palm, São Paulo is also his right hand, he took advantage of the momentum, and staggered to the left into the dead corner of Glasius's sideways attack, and his left palm was like a sharp blade, slashing at the back of Glasius's neck.

Grasius could rush out, but the back of his neck was still brushed by the wind, and a large hole was cracked in an instant, and he seemed to feel no pain at all, and with the pull of St. Paul, he turned over and raised his leg and whipped Sao Paul's back with a whip.

After the two held their arms and spun around, St. Paul let go of Grasius, flashed a few steps, and smiled with a rare insolent smile: "Grasius, the strongest inquisitor in the history of the Holy See, the back of heaven, but that's it!"

Grasius's injuries were very serious, his cervical vertebrae were cracked a little, but not a drop of blood came out, he also laughed, and said, "St. Paul, it's not your strength, it's nothing remarkable." ”

In every fist and foot collision, because of São Paulo's divine powers, Grasius had to suffer some losses, and the more times he did, the more sluggish his movements were.

São Paulo continued to laugh and said, "It just means that the gods protect me, Grasius, I will finish you today, and Raphael that idiot, I will clean the Inquisition." ”

The wound on the back of the neck of Glasius was miraculously healed, and he smiled and said, "God, my child, I see your hatred for St. Paul, and I will give you a chance!

After saying that, his body suddenly fluctuated, shrinking into an invisible ripple, and rushed towards St. Paul.

St. Paul didn't understand what Grasius said, but he didn't have time to ask, this ripple was almost as fast as an idea, too fast!

Must dodge now!

In a series of afterimages, St. Paul used all his divine power to dodge more than ten meters to the side, and landed near the rock where Raphael was hiding.

The ripples caught up with São Paulo and poured into São Paulo's body.

St. Paul still couldn't dodge, and the old figure of Glasius appeared in the soul space.

With contempt and a chuckle, the soul of St. Paul cried out loudly: "Is it better than willpower, and I am not inferior to anyone!"

Without saying a word, Grasius immediately threw his fist at St. Paul's soul.

Using the divine power obtained from the temple, St. Paul's soul turned into a pale golden sword and a pale golden shield in his hand, and stabbed at the oncoming Grasius with a swing of the sword.

Grasius twisted hard, and although he avoided the vital point, he was also pierced through the body by a sword, and he punched the shield in St. Paul's hand, and the small golden shield only shook a little.

St. Paul kicked Grasius out and laughed, "How does it feel to go against the gods?"

Staring at St. Paul with cloudy eyes, Grasius smiled as if he didn't know the pain: "It's refreshing to borrow divine power, St. Paul, you're done." ”

São Paulo said hideously: "It's you who is finished!"

Grasius pounced again, but was still pierced by St. Paul's sword, but this time, instead of attacking São Paulo, Grasius held him deadly.

St. Paul used a small shield to block Grasius's body, and without feeling the pressure at all, he sneered: "I think you are crazy." ”

Next to the boulder, after Grasius entered St. Paul's body, São Paulo was sluggish, and the surrounding São Paulo's men were busy fighting, only two of his men finally realized that the situation was wrong, tried to force the opponent back, and were rushing over.

A sharp gaze kept staring at São Paulo.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

The swift figure almost reached the speed of the Divine Light Fighter, flashing towards St. Paul, and a palm shadow was as fast as lightning, instantly piercing St. Paul's heart.

Raphael yelled, "Bastard!

"Ahh

Grasius finally couldn't support it anymore, and his body overflowed into ripples, leaving the soul space of São Paulo, and on the floor of the ruined hall, he turned into a body again.

After spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, Glasius was dying.

The people who supported Joyla's side, seeing such an opportunity, how could they let it go, and immediately several people pounced on the people who were trying to rescue São Paulo and intercepted them.

St. Paul's holy power is extremely powerful, and there is still a trace of divine power in his body, and he is not dead, but the fatal point is attacked, and his holy power can only be used in his chest to recover for a while.

Consciousness returned to his body, and St. Paul glared at Raphael and shouted, "Damn the little billet! I should have killed you a long time ago!". ”

Raphael's eyes widened in anger, he lifted his leg, slammed his knee between St. Paul's legs, and shouted, "You're the damned scum, it's for Madame Cecis." ”

Poof! There was a strange sound between St. Paul's legs.

"Ahh

Raphael stabbed St. Paul in the chest with another palm, and his face contorted and cried out, "This is for Tinix!"

"Ahh

Raphael's body shook.

St. Paul laughed wildly and said: "I am strong in holy power, I still won't die, you little billet dare to go against me, go to hell, Cécis, it tastes so good, those ants in the village, for my reputation, all of them should be damned, hahaha." ”

Raphael's face contorted, he let out a loud roar, leaned over and bit St. Paul's ear.

In the splatters of blood, one of Raphael's ears was bitten off.

St. Paul screamed, "You madman!" he spasmed, his hand in Raphael's body churning.

Raphael cried out fiercely, "You are the madman! This is for all the people in the village, die!" and he bit St. Paul's head and face with all his might.

São Paulo cried out in misery, and in fear threw a trace of divine power into Raphael's body, trying to make Raphael collapse.

Raphael couldn't resist any longer, and his body collapsed instantly, and in the screams of St. Paul, it slowly turned into a longsword of thorn flowers with cold light.

In the distance, a figure shrouded in robes approached St. Paul, his hood falling in the air.

Trembling violently, the man grabbed the sword and swung it down, his red eyes burning with rage.

Raphael yelled: "It's for Valerie!!"

How could there be a Raphael! São Paulo was finally terrified.

However, almost all of his holy power was used to replace the heart, and he had no time to mobilize his holy power.

"No!" St. Paul cried out with a twitch on his face at last.

"Die!!" Raphael yelled.

"Poof!" St. Paul was cut in two by the waist, and blood gushed out uncontrollably.

St. Paul relied on a trace of divine power to still not die, he pulled his lower body and connected it to his waist, but his holy power could not do anything else at all, and he became powerless to resist.

Trembling, St. Paul screamed in horror: "Raphael, spare me, I was wrong, I was wrong, spare my life!"

Raphael pressed São Paul's body with red eyes, and did not stab him to death St. Paul, he held the hilt of the sword behind his back, punched St. Paul's face with both hands, and muttered: "I will let you go!

There was a thud, blood splattered, and St. Paul screamed with tears and snot and begged for mercy.

With tears in her eyes, Gloria cried out in the distance, "Raphael, stop torturing him. ”

Raphael's blood-red eyes looked at Glori, his body trembled even more violently, he turned his head, and finally pulled up St. Paul, while holding the sword in his hand again.

Terrified, St. Paul went berserk in despair, his bloody face contorted and shouted: "Damn it, I will die with you!"

You can't let this bastard burst out of holy power!

Raphael's face was hideous, the ten thoughts were one, and his hand speed was the fastest.

In a flash of cold light, St. Paul's bloody head rose into the sky, and the blood flew into the air like a fountain due to the impact of the holy power, and then turned into a blood mist in the sky.

There was an instant silence in the remnant hall, and the pervasive blood mist appeared in everyone's eyes, and everyone was in a trance.

St. Paul, dead?!

The corners of Raphael's mouth were overflowing with blood, his face was spasmodic, two tears were hanging, hahaha laughed, and then his body went limp, and he fell to the ground.

Valerie instantly appeared in front of her, hugged Raphael, and at the same time swung her butterfly blade, carrying enough dead qi to block an attacking fighting slash.

At this point, the three vice-referees finally rushed over, and they blocked the rest of Rafael's attacks.

Raphael gasped and leaned into Valery's arms.

Don't look at just a few attacks, but it has already cost Raphael too much strength, when the doppelganger lurks in the boulder, the waves of shockwaves resonate with the main soul, and this kind of damage is carried by the main soul.

It can be seen from the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth that Raphael's operation has been overdrawn, and now the Jinghua clone has been hit hard, and he doesn't know how long it will take to recover, but fortunately, after this clone became a part of the soul, it was subject to a strange binding force from the laws of the plane, and it did not collapse.

If he hadn't used a doppelganger to replace himself, but he was wearing a referee's uniform and hiding behind to maintain it, Rafael would not have been able to get close in the battle of São Paulo.

With a trembling hand caressing Valery's visor, Raphael smiled and said softly, "My dear, I have avenged you. ”

Valerie nodded, silently resting her head on Raphael's arms.

Raphael stroked Valerie's folded wings on her armor and looked at Gloria through the gap in the crowd.

The bright silver was full of mist, and Gloria was also in tears, looking at herself steadily.

A hint of pain could be seen in these beautiful eyes, and Raphael hung her head, knowing that Gloria said that she hated St. Paul, but in fact, there was always a trace of love for her father.

Biting his lip, Raphael's trembling hands clenched and slammed into the ground, muttering, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

"Raphael, my child, come here. Grasius murmured.

Grasius was seriously injured, Raphael was startled, gritted his teeth and struggled to get up, without Valery's support, crawled to Grasius's side, grabbed Grasius's hand, and was about to overdraw his mental power again and cast the Holy Healing Technique.

Grasius smiled and said, "Don't waste your efforts, my holy power is much stronger than yours, it's useless." ”

Raphael hugged Grasius and said, "My lord, you have to support it, your strength can keep you from dying." ”

Grasius said calmly: "My life has come to an end, it is useless to recover, I can feel that our strength is the same source, Raphael, my child, you have suffered a lot of damage, let me help you in the end." ”

Raphael hugged Grasius's skinny body tightly, choked up, and said, "No, my lord, I can recover myself, I just want you to live well." ”

Grasius smiled and said, "Don't be stupid, my child, I just hope you don't blame all your resentment on the church. ”

Raphael remembered the exchange with Grasius in the past few months, and said: "My lord, that is not resentment, you know, I have never lived for hatred. ”

Grasius glanced at Raphael and said, "Hey, I don't force you, you have your own ideas." ”

Staring at the sky, Grasius's eyes clouded even more, and he murmured, "O merciful Father, I have fallen and cannot see this world full of sin, forgive me, false glory, arrogant conceit, this is my sin." ”

Raphael hurriedly said, "My lord, don't!"

Grasius had already cast a unique secret technique, and in the whisper, he smiled, and his body turned into ripples again, but this time the ripples would never recover.

Most of the ripples spread away, disappearing without a trace, as if going to the depths of the universe.

Only a part of Raphael's head was enveloped.

The fluctuations vibrated violently, and Raphael whimpered, biting his lip and swaying his shoulders, not resisting, allowing his soul to vibrate with them.

The soul recovered in this magical fluctuation, the trance completely disappeared, and the Jinghua clone was also a part of the soul, and at the same time, it recovered, and even the spiritual power in the demon vein was a little stronger, and it could steadily maintain the entire demon vein running all day long.

But there was no joy in Raphael's heart, and this time, Grasius did not use his strength on his shirt, and Raphael was left with only a robe in his arms.

With a tear in his eyes, Raphael hugged his robe and stood up.

"Raphael, what are you bastards doing?" cried Joira eagerly in the distance.

Raphael looked at Joyla, eager and anxious in her green eyes, and he looked at Gloria again, only to find that Gloria had turned her head away from herself.

Looking around in a slightly dazed manner, most of the clergy present had already looked at him, and the battle had eased, Raphael knew that it could not be delayed, and Grasius's words were still in his ears.

Raphael made up his mind, grabbed St. Paul's wide-eyed head, raised it high, and pulled his neck and shouted: "St. Paul has committed apostasy and has been destroyed." ”

With fanatical excitement in her eyes, Joyla exclaimed excitedly, "Do you want the Church to be destroyed? In the name of the new Pope, I order you to withdraw from the battle slowly! Otherwise, there will be a terrible punishment for these sinners without praying to the Most High God." ”

Raphael steadied himself, regained his senses, thought quickly in his head, and exclaimed cryptically: "With so many deaths, the church needs leaders!"

This sentence really worked, and the people who saw the Pope's death began to slowly withdraw from the battle, and it was a full five minutes before the battle was stopped in the temple.

Joyla hurriedly issued an order, and the fighting on the periphery slowly stopped.

This infighting in the church can be described as tragic in two words, and half of the senior clergy attending the meeting actually died in a short period of time.

Because for these masters, the conference hall is too narrow, and many people in the conflict are divided into life and death as soon as they fight. (To be continued.) )