"Kane!"

"Your Majesty!"

"President!"

All sorts of names for Kane rang out on the battlefield.

Many people were surprised by Kane's sudden appearance on the battlefield and couldn't help but exclaim.

Explorers whose strength has reached the color stage already knew that Kane was advancing to the colorful when they arrived here today.

And now Kane was suddenly pulled onto the battlefield by some kind of ritual of the enemy, which surprised them unusually much.

Correspondingly, many members of the Gold Tier either don't care, or don't pay attention, or feel that Kane is doing something more important somewhere else.

Now Kane appeared out of nowhere, and again in front of the enemy.

Appears in front of the Colorful Pope.

Or after the enemy completed the ritual and made an action, it was obvious that it did not appear on its own, but was forced to be pulled by the enemy.

Such a sight made all the explorers present feel a chill in their hearts.

At this time, Kane was not in a good state, and after being suddenly pulled, there were all kinds of runes around him.

Then it began to break and dissipate into the air.

A lot of blood was coming down his lips and ears.

Before that, he was still in a hidden location, carrying out his final results, and moving towards the final step.

In this case, it is abruptly interrupted, and it is forced to pull through the space.

The damage done to him can be imagined.

He endured his discomfort and observed his surroundings.

The magic power also emanated from the body, making protective armor on the surface of the body.

Looking at the old man in front of him who radiated a powerful light, Kane also recognized him.

"It's you!"

He didn't expect that it was the enemy's pope who forcibly pulled him over.

I had seen him several times on the battlefield.

At this time, the Pope did not have the desire to communicate with Kane.

Take advantage of Kane's current weak state.

The Pope slammed the massive scepter in his hand into the air, as if countless silver-gray tentacles were spreading around.

These tentacles seem to entangle something around them, and then directly lock the surrounding space.

Kane is also locked up.

He remained in a state of sudden appearance, wearing layers of armor and unable to move at all.

Even if you move, you are limited in what you can do.

At most, you can only make your eyes roll slightly.

After all, the enemy has colorful strength, and he is still the strongest of all enemies.

The Pope who rules over all the believers of the Deep Light.

If he wasn't strong enough, how could he be in such a position?

Now, even if Kane is really promoted to Colorful, he may not be able to defeat this pope.

At most, you can hold him back.

Not to mention that he is now in a weak state, and his strength is still at the stage of colorful.

It became the fish meat on the eucalyptus board.

Look at Kane's crisis situation at this time.

There are fluctuations all around.

Countless attacks, in an instant, flew towards the Pope's side.

However, the reflective shield that remained around him was stronger than when it seemed to be carried out before, and all the attacks were not even closer, and even turned their heads and bounced back.

Claire, Lombe and the others, who were eager to save people, were even more desperate and rushed directly towards the Pope, but their attacks were so powerless that they couldn't even break through the invisible defenses around them.

Not to mention getting close to the Pope to save Kane.

The huge gap in strength prevents them from saving Kane.

The feeling of powerlessness can't help but fill their whole body.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Aloch and the others were already around.

Look at the Pope inside.

At this time, the Pope turned his head slightly without hurry, staring at everyone outside.

Said calmly.

"At such a cost, our goal is to believe that you should know."

Then he raised the huge scepter in his hand and blamed Kane in front of him.

He said in a loud and serious voice.

"How can the god who offends the god be allowed to continue to live and use his blood to quench the wrath of the gods.

It was a royal decree from the gods themselves, and death had already befallen him. ”

As he spoke, a slender silver-gray dagger appeared in his hand.

The whole dagger is unpretentious, as if it were made of a piece of metal as a whole, and there is nothing special about it.

But to be held in the hands of the enemy at this moment has already proved that it is extraordinary.

As he spoke, the Pope pointed his dagger at Kane, looked into his eyes and smiled.

"Do you think that if you hide, we won't be able to do anything about you?"

"At such a cost, just to stop you, how could you not be fully prepared."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but let out a mockery.

From these words, everyone around them heard different information, and the enemy knew that Kane was carrying out a series of exaggerated actions of colorful caution, all of which were coming for Kane.

Except for Oloch, who had long been connected to the king, no one else knew about it.

It's completely incomprehensible.

Why this could be so special.

Apparently, the Pope didn't have any intention of answering, and placed the tip of the dagger on Kane's chest.

"No!"

Furious black and white flames and thunder and lightning of all colors spread around.

Lombe, Lilulu, and all of Kane's teammates began to launch all possible attacks on the periphery at any cost.

However, all of them were just incompetent and furious.

One can be regarded as a powerful existence at this stage of the Seven Colors, and it is easy to keep them out.

Let them not make any progress.

Just as the Pope's hand strained slightly, ready to forcefully plunge the dagger into Kane's body.

His hands trembled suddenly.

"Uh-huh!"

The dagger clenched in the palm of his hand fell weakly as it trembled, falling towards the ground.

Observe the whereabouts of the dagger.

Lilulu instantly appeared underneath the dagger, wrapped it and thrown into outer space.

At this time, everyone's attention was on Kane and the Pope.

The Pope's anomalous behavior gave them hope, though it was not known where it came from.

Even those fighting below couldn't help but stop their attacks.

The Explorer wants to know what Kane and Oloch will face, and the Enemy wants to know what is wrong with the Pope.

I saw the Pope trembling all over, and his body floating in the air began to slowly retreat as if weak.

Staggered to his feet.

The silvery-white light on his body began to writhe in disorder, and even the phantom of the sun in the sky behind him began to stir for some reason.

Wielding 6 huge tentacle phantoms, slowly squirming.

I saw the Pope open his mouth and shout weakly, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Why? For...... Why, I'm paying for you...... So much, why turn your back on me? Why? ”

As the words fell, a silver-gray glow began to emerge from his mouth, followed by more silver-gray glow pouring out like liquid.

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He opened his eyes and glared angrily at Kane in front of him, and weakly stretched out his hand to grasp him.

"Just for...... Just for this person who offended you? You...... Don't hesitate, don't ......"

More and more silver-gray light came out of his eyes, ears, and pores.

His words were forever stuck in his throat, and he could never speak again.

The light that came out of it enveloped his body like mercury, forging him into a body of energy that shimmered with gray-white light.

Behind it protruded one after another, metal-like silver-gray cold-faced tentacles, with a total of 6 intersecting and echoing the sun in the sky.

The crown of laurels on his head has also become a crown like the sun.

The powerful power that was originally emanating enough to make people feel the pressure was further strengthened, and it became a force that really pressed on them.

All felt the difficulty of breathing.

Many of the explorers who were fighting below had even fallen to the ground and trembled.

And the bishops who fought with them even began to fall to their knees and make prayer postures.

A fanatical expression, and a mouth that frantically trains prayers.

Completely forgetting that they are on the battlefield of life and death.

And around the Pope, Olochicléa and the others clenched their fists, resisting the pressure, gritting their teeth and holding on.

It is a kind of oppression from a higher person.

Let them have the illusion of facing natural enemies, and make people completely unable to think of fighting.

In the sky, the silver-gray tentacle sun shines brighter and brighter.

It's as if the real sun is going to be completely substituted and swallowed.

It was clear to all that the consciousness that had descended into the Pope's body was their worst enemy, the source of their battle for so long, the great astral body that remained beyond the mist.

Deep light, dark sun.

At this time, the will of the deep light descended on the Pope, and it seemed that the appearance of the Pope just now had descended on him in some irreversible way, completely treating him as a consumable.

The cruel and terrifying side is vividly expressed.

Such an important believer is thus used as a consumable.

Let everyone feel frightened unconsciously.

He opened his bright eyes and looked at Kane, who was completely controlled in front of him.

Without making any moves, Kane felt like he was out of control and free again.

However, the surrounding space was not to mention blocked, and it had even been filled with silver-gray power.

His own magic power could not even gush out of his body, so he was resisted back.

It had become his divine domain.

Once again, Kane confronted the will of the Deep Light, and it was even more exaggerated than the will that had once descended with a multicolored body and scarce energy.

This is the will that forcibly descended with the body of a colorful powerhouse.

It is the will of a powerful colorful powerhouse as a consumable, which is not the same in the past.

His strength has reached the strongest level in the Misty World, and the only one who can deal with him in his current state may be the real Mist.

Yet the fog is now dealing with the very nature of the will.

Despair.

Weakness and despair welled up in my heart.

The deep light bursting with a dazzling silver-gray light has been quietly watching like this, Kane, who has been free, but still unable to move.

"As I said, we'll see you again, and you'll be obedient to me."

Hearing his words, Kane said disdainfully: "You wait, don't even think about me if I die." ”

As soon as the words fell, he didn't have time to make any movements.

The left arm that had been mechanical suddenly began to melt.