By the time Ike arrived at the Vatican, the Holy See was ready.

They dismissed the ordinary people in the Vatican, including tourists, most of the papal guard, many priests, bishops, etc., and even the pope temporarily left the place through secret passages, and was protected by the Italian Ministry of Magic.

Standing in front of the only way to the Vatican, Ike's path was blocked by twelve papal guards dressed in bright silver armor and armed with shields and spears. Their armor was bright, and from time to time it would flash a flash of silver light, which looked like a masterpiece made by goblins.

"Stop! Intruder! One stepped forward, pointed a spear at Ike and shouted.

Ike didn't say a word, he pulled out his wand and tapped it on the suitcase, made it smaller, and put it in his pocket, then swung it forward, and the flames appeared out of thin air, crushing the men's heads and faces.

"Defense!" After a loud shout, the twelve people stood their shields in front of them, and a strange magic fluctuation passed by, forming a huge silver shield in the air. The flames hit the shield with a crackling sound, and a noticeable crack appeared in the shield.

"Click, click......"

The guards gritted their teeth, barely holding their shields open. However, Ike, who was not in the mood to play turn-based games with these guys, saw the opportunity and threw another sharp blade without a shadow, easily shattering the silver shield, and the raging flames instantly overwhelmed them.

Ike flicked his sleeves and a passage appeared in the flames. Amid the miserable shouts of the guards, he quickly passed through St. Peter's Square.

The square was deserted, except for the huge stone pillar that had been brought from Egypt in 40 A.D. stood alone in the very center of the square. Ike glanced at it slightly, and his speed did not slow down in the slightest, and he headed straight in the direction of the Vatican Palace.

In the distance, he had seen the five men guarding the palace gate.

They wore only a white robe, and their right arms were exposed, and their beards were white. He stood barefoot on the steps in front of the Vatican Palace, holding a long wooden stick in his hand, with something wrapped around the top, glowing softly white.

"Bang!"

Ike stopped at the foot of the steps, but the five of them stepped forward in unison, their sticks pausing on the ground with a neat sound.

"Heir of the Dark Lord, get out of here now!" The old man in the middle said in a muffled voice, not loud, but it could clearly reach Ike's ears.

"Hand over what you once took from the wizard, and I'll leave!" Ike's wand pointed at the old man who spoke, and his tone was very resolute.

"Heresy!"

The old man shouted, and then raised the stick in his hand, and the top of the light shone brightly, and a huge white light hit Ike directly.

Ike didn't recognize what kind of magic this was, but he thought it should be unique to the Holy See, and with a wave of his wand in his hand, the golden pillar of light rose into the sky and went straight to it. At the same time, the left hand is stretched forward, and the double protection of the silver light shield and the white barrier appears, which is counted as insurance.

In the air, the pillars of light slammed into each other fiercely, and in just an instant, the golden color gained the upper hand, pushing the white pillars of light to attack the five old men quickly. The old men would not sit still, and two of them also raised their long sticks, and two pillars of light that also emitted bright white light instantly melted in, making the gold stop like that.

The remaining two did not watch the play, but rushed down the steps with their robes and sticks, still shouting "heresy" in their mouths.

"Dang!"

The long stick hit the protection in front of Ike almost at the same time, and a small crack was directly punched under the blow. Ike looked at it coldly, stepped out with his right foot, and the golden mystical magic array suddenly appeared under his feet, and the huge force instantly knocked the two people out.

Taking another step forward, the magic array expanded rapidly, and the five fingers stretched forward and then pulled hard, and the bodies of the two old men who flew out suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then fell behind Ike at a very fast speed.

After two muffled sounds, the two old men had fallen to the stone pillar in the center of the square, but the long sticks in their hands fell lightly at Ike's feet.

He glanced down at it, hooked the long stick with his foot and fell into his hand. At a glance, he recognized what was wrapped around the top, it was nothing more than Mithril, but the material of the wooden stick was very interesting, and it was something he had never seen before.

The three old men who were still holding on watched as Ike's long stick in his hand became smaller and put it in his pocket, which put them under even more pressure. It was hard for them to imagine that all of this had been done while Ike was still at a stalemate with them.

The gap is beyond imagination.

After putting away the stick, Ike turned his attention back to the three people who were still holding on to the steps, and with a slight flick of his right wrist, countless gold threads emerged from the tip of the staff, spinning along the pillar of light and attacking the white pillar of light on the opposite side.

In the blink of an eye, the golden thread weaved a neat pattern on the surface of the white pillar of light, and wisps of white light were peeled off and fell into Ike's hand along the golden thread.

"I see...... As soon as Bai Guang started his hands, Ike already understood the principle of this magic, which was quite similar to the Patronus Charm, except that instead of happy emotions, they were driven by devotion to the so-called "gods".

"Is this what you rely on? It's not good......" As he spoke, he waved his wand slightly, and the golden thread increased dramatically, dismembering the old man's magic in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, the golden mystical magic array under his feet also included them.

With a flick of the wand downward, a dozen golden threads tied the three men into the air. Ike slowly walked closer, reached out and snatched the long stick from the old man's hand, and asked, "What kind of material is this?" ”

"Heresy! The Lord will punish you! The old man's eyes widened and he roared, as did the other two, speaking loudly in a language that Ike didn't understand. I didn't need to understand, it wasn't a good thing to say, and Ike wasn't in the mood to spend it with them, so he directly snatched the long stick from their hands, shrunk it and put it in his pocket.

It's just a little trouble in the future, and sooner or later I'll find out.

With a wave of their hands, the three of them fell hard to the stone pillar under the pull of the golden thread, followed in the footsteps of their companions, and fainted directly. Ike removed the magic circle from his feet and entered the Vatican Palace, which had been the residence of the Pope since the 14th century.

Walking into the palace, you will see a large hall, after passing through an ornate gate inlaid with gold threads, there is a staircase that rotates to the top floor, and three doors open on the wall, one of which is punched in, and a huge cross can be seen in the innermost part of the room.

Stepping in, you will find the world-famous Sistine Chapel, with Michelangelo's masterpiece "Genesis" on the ceiling. After a cursory glance, Ike left, there wasn't what he was looking for.

After a quick search of the Vatican Palace, Ike found nothing, there were no magic items here, and there was no magic fluctuation at all, it was just an ordinary residence.

He walked out with a cold face and looked at the stone pillar in the middle of the square, where the five old men were still lying quietly. He beckoned, and the rest of the long stick fell into his pocket. He walked over, drew his wand and pointed it on the head of an old man, and said softly:

"Regents ......"

Ike quickly searched for information that would be useful to him, but everything he heard and saw in the old man's mind seemed to be covered with a veil, as if there was a force protecting the secrets. After looking at it hastily for a long time, I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and immediately became ruthless, and simply broke through the protection.

At this moment, Ike suddenly woke up from the state of deception, and looked at the Vatican Palace with a solemn expression.

There, there was a powerful wave of magic, and a soft white light came through the doors and windows. Thinking of the hurried glimpse in the old man's mind, Ike already knew what it was:

The last defense of the Holy See - an "angel".