Olloch looked at the enemy floating in the sky.

The face is surprisingly ugly.

Looking at his ugly face, Milaste next to him couldn't help but frown and asked.

"Who's that? Can I feel that he is very strong? ”

Olloch gritted his teeth and spat out two words.

"The Pope."

"Huh?!"

Hearing the name, Mirast shouted in surprise.

It is normal that he doesn't know this pope, and only many veteran multicolored people have really seen the power of this pope on the battlefield.

After all, the front-line camp was taken under his leadership, and it was only because the situation gradually stabilized after the occupation of the front-line camp that he rarely showed up.

So it's normal for Milaste to be a newcomer who hasn't seen it yet.

It was a colorful being.

The problem is that they don't have any colorful kings in charge now, and all the kings are dragged in different places, and they don't have the energy to come here to support.

"But why, why did the enemy suddenly burst out with so much colorful combat power?" Milaste was a little puzzled.

If the enemy could have so much combat power, they would have retreated to the World Ring long ago.

And it will not be suitable for the enemy to engage in decades of tug-of-war outside of the fog.

At the stage of Colorful Colors, he also has a certain understanding of some upper-level battles, and it is precisely because the strength and number of kings are greater than those of the enemy that he can maintain the status quo.

Olloch shook his head with a terrible face, and he didn't know why.

The only thing that is certain is that the enemy did spend a large enough price.

At this time, a huge tentacle broke through the sky and plunged straight down.

"It's an attack from the Deep Light, dodge it!"

Milast, who had seen this kind of attack outside the fog before, suddenly shouted loudly.

The sound was heard almost throughout the battlefield.

When everyone saw this tentacle covering the sky and the sun, they couldn't help but dodge to the side.

The middle of the entire battlefield was dark.

The tentacles fell straight down, piercing the walls and many defensive devices behind them.

Violent tremors sounded again, this time more exaggerated than the explosion just now.

The ground was covered with dense cracks, and the whole battlefield became more precipitous.

Another passage was revealed in front of the enemy, capable of reaching directly to the rear.

Almost the entire front-line battlefield.

How similar this scene is.

This blow killed many explorers who didn't have time to dodge.

Looking at such a scene, many people have already shown despair.

All the colorful members who knew the Pope had a heavy face.

It is almost certain that the attack of the Deep Light was summoned by this Pope.

In the earliest battlefields, the Pope used to fight like this.

Although it was just a random swing of a tentacle, it barely used any other power.

But every movement of the Supreme Being is fatal to them.

"What now? None of us has the strength to stand up to this pope, so should we just wait for death? ”

Don't blame them for saying that.

The difference between colorful and colorful is worlds apart.

There is absolutely no chance of being able to be hostile.

At this time, along the breach, countless enemies poured out like a tide.

The walls on both sides and the explorers who had been waiting on the outskirts for a long time quickly fought with them.

The sound of breaking the air came.

Dozens of steel wings, flying at a breakneck speed, rained down one precise missile after another towards the enemy's place.

Then he also descended, transforming into a human form in the air and falling from the sky, smashing into the enemy's crowd.

Various bombs and energy weapons are ejected from their bodies.

In an instant, the enemy was taken by surprise.

Looking at such a scene, Mirast no longer waited for Oloch's thoughts, and directly catapulted into his hand and a giant bow longer than his body appeared.

No arrow pulls the string out of thin air.

A large, ballista-like bolt condensed on it and flew out.

Pierced a bishop who wanted to kill the explorer to the ground.

"Bogri, Micola, Halter, Clay taunted...... All of you with me, let's go stop the Pope. ”

Oloch said, making a decision.

Gather all those who have reached the threshold of multicolored strength together and deal with the enemy.

Then everyone turned into beams of light and rushed towards the Pope in the sky.

They were ready to drag the pope as much as possible with the strength of the crowd.

But instead of passing on the situation to the other kings, Oloch looked up into the sky in the distance.

The sky was empty.

However, their actions were in vain.

A shockwave appeared around the Pope, shaking them all out.

At this time, the Pope closed his eyes and floated quietly in the air.

Behind it is a huge solar compass with six tentacles protruding outwards as if to wrap it.

The huge scepter also floated in front of him.

The whole person was emitting a dazzling silver light, and even in the sky, most of the silver light produced by the huge solar phantom was converging towards his body.

Round after round, strange and strange magic circles were nested on his body.

Oloch and the others, who were bounced away, looked at this scene, and their faces became even heavier.

Although they couldn't see why the enemy was making such a move, they knew that a colorful enemy would definitely not be able to withstand such a move.

"Attack, use your best strength, be sure to break through his defenses and rush in to stop him."

"Even death!"

As he spoke, Oloch led the crowd to rush over again, and all sorts of forces flew out one step ahead of them.

However, both their own attacks and their attacks were all bounced.

Nothing can get into the Pope at this point.

Bang!

A huge pillar of lightning shot down from the sky and slashed above the Pope's head.

However, these lightning bolts directly turned into dense arcs of electricity directly on the top, spreading out from the side.

A large circle was revealed around the Pope.

Still can't break through the enemy's defenses.

A huge thunder shadow, the shadow of the thunder god constructed from thunder and lightning dozens of meters high, appeared in the battlefield.

Thunderbolt after thunder slashed from the sky.

However, it still can't help the Pope in the slightest.

The Pope has not moved since his appearance except to protect the believers below.

His eyes were still closed.

And the magic circle around it became more and more conspicuous, stacked layer after layer, more than before.

And at this time.

In the middle of the battle below.

Explorers have developed a disadvantage.

The blow of the Deep Light caused a lot of casualties to all the explorers, and their numbers were far less than the enemy.

Had to be pushed out by the enemy's formation.

All the lines of defense were dissolved at that level, and the enemy attacked unimpeded from the middle of the road.

The previous Punishment Knights, now on both sides of the guards blocked the artillery and various ammunition that kept attacking them.

And ahead of them is the Platinum Country.

Seeing this, Lombe's huge lightning-bolt head glanced at Oloch, and then immediately turned and swung a huge thunderhammer into the enemy's formation.

Dense cracks began to spread from the ground, and arc lightning gushed out of the cracks, hindering the enemy's movements.

Temporarily slowed down the enemy's offensive.

At this time, Oloch and the others tried to attack many times, and found that they could not enter the Pope's body at all.

No attack can get in.

Look at such a situation.

Oloch must now make a judgment and make a choice.

Immediately turned to the person behind him and said, "Everyone's goal is to change the enemy's living force and try to reduce their number. ”

As he spoke, everyone plunged headlong down.

Rushed into the enemy camp with Lombe.

With his unrivaled strength, he slaughtered all sides inside.

The number of enemies at the multicolored level is not much more than theirs, and the quality is completely incomparable.

For a while, he actually defended against the enemy's attack.

There are even signs of thrust back.

But this situation will only be short-lived.

……

"Mom, where are we going?"

A little girl is being held by her mother, walking towards a portal in the distance.

There are countless people like them around, fleeing the Platinum Country.

There are countless mechanical orbs around them, evacuating the crowd and maintaining their order.

"Please don't panic, enter the portal in an orderly manner, the warriors of the kingdom will protect your safety."

All sorts of machines are keeping order.

Many people took advantage of the chaos to make trouble and were directly shot dead on the spot.

There are also countless members of the silver level around.

Their strength is not up to the requirements of going to the battlefield, so they can only maintain order in this place, evacuate the civilians of the Platinum Country, and evacuate them to a safe place.

After all, these civilians are the foundation of the Platinum Country.

As long as they live, even if the Platinum Kingdom is destroyed, it will be able to be rebuilt in a short time.

In the past 30 years, it has already influenced a generation of people.

It's just that the battle is still fierce on the battlefield.

"Quick, transport his body out and protect it!"

An explorer of the Lantern Guild dragged out the corpse of a comrade.

The corpse was still relatively well preserved, and immediately beckoned to the intelligent machinery next to it.

The mechanical orb instantly ejected an energy whip, lifting the corpse's limbs and transporting it backwards.

There are countless intelligent machines on the battlefield to assist in the battle.

"Chop! Give me death! ”

An ordinary gold-level explorer slashed the disciple in front of him to death with a single sword, and then was stabbed through the shoulder by another disciple with a silver bullet.

Just as he was about to fight back, another silver tentacle slammed through his abdomen.

Just as he was about to die, a figure peeked out of the shadows, slashed the two disciples, and then immediately came to his side and helped him to his side.

He took out several jars of potion and sprinkled them on his body and poured them into his mouth.

The explorer, who had been preparing for death, watched as his wounds were healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Before leaving, the Assassin was seen shoving a large pile of potions into his arms.

Look at the potion bottle in your arms, and the lantern mark printed on it.

"Lantern Guild...... Is it so rich? ”

Then, without thinking, he picked up a few bottles of recovery potion and poured them into his mouth, carried his weapon, and continued to fight.

Such scenes are played out all over the battlefield.

Obviously, the explorers were at a disadvantage, but they didn't pay many casualties.

In the sky at this time.

The blinding light burst out again, illuminating the entire battlefield in an instant.

Many people can't help but close their eyes.

On the battlefield, there was a moment of silence.

Ulloch pinched the enemy in his hand and looked up at the place where the light flashed.

It is the Pope of the enemy.

The layers of magic circles have broken through the sky.

And at this time, the Pope has already opened his eyes.

Is the ceremony complete?

The layers of magic circles disappeared.

A spiral, silvery-white vortex appeared in front of the Pope.

The whirlpool swirled wildly.

"The space around you is distorting!"

Someone is reminding.

A swirling vortex that distorts the space around it.

Hmmmmm!

A dull sound.

The whirlpool exploded, and a figure appeared in front of the whirlpool.

"Kane!"

(End of chapter)