This pair is only related by blood, and is not a father and son at all.

There is a life-and-death struggle going on.

If the fetus wins, it will take everything.

In the same way, if the Pope wins, he will gain everything.

Judging by the current situation, it seems that the Pope is superior.

He just needs to survive these two days, and there will be no accidents and mistakes.

There is a limited number of rats that can invade here.

It's as if the Pope has so far been unable to control the power of the Black Death, which in turn affects the Black Tide outside.

In fact, it is difficult for the fetus to control the power of the Light.

Just now, the rats were already the last batch of rats that could break through the protection of the church and come in.

It will take a long time to "make" similar mice.

The remaining two days are definitely not enough.

The sanctification of the priest and Lancelot's protection of the place, together with the return of the cardinal, is also a strong line of defense.

The Pope has a very big chance of winning.

It is the sanctification priest's subjective initiative that makes the Pope have to open his mouth to remind him, so as not to be ruined by his own people and fall short.

The Pope, like the fetus, certainly did not fall into a deep sleep.

They know what's going on out there, they just don't have time to care.

After the reminder, Pope Rodrigo had to close his eyes again and speed up the absorption of the power from the fetus.

"I see."

Xia Yanzhen nodded suddenly, his right hand shook slightly, and the Buddha bead on his wrist slid into the palm of his hand.

One of the beads was a little bit by him.

The blood-burning sword is "unsheathed"!

"Dang!"

With the crisp sound of metal colliding, the blood-burning sword that pierced Mary's lower abdomen was accurately blocked by Lancelot's sword.

"What do you do?" Lancelot looked at Xia Yanzhen with a serious face.

At this moment, the old man seemed to have become very young, like a fierce lion.

Rodrigo, who had just closed his eyes, opened his eyes, and without looking at Xia Yanzhen behind him, he spoke directly: "Kneel!" ”

As he said this, there was a twinkle in his eyes.

This moment is not an ordinary word, but an order.

As the Pope, the orders of any clergy are absolute and no resistance is tolerated, as long as he wishes.

Sanctifying priests are naturally clergy.

The Pope told him to kneel, then he had to kneel.

It's just that Xia Yanzhen, the sanctified priest, is fake, and he is not a real sanctified priest at all.

Whether it was the sanctification ceremony or the side effects of the holy relics, Xia Yanzhen directly ignored them with "ten thousand laws do not invade".

"My Iceberg Beauty Wife"

The Pope's order is not valid for him!

Xia Yanzhen smiled at Lancelot, and the sword slash shot instantly.

Because the Pope's order was absolute, Lancelot also relaxed for a moment when he heard the kneeling.

At this moment, it was enough for Xia Yanzhen to make a move, and with one sword, he cut off the black pipe that connected the Pope and the Dimon family.

Naturally, the black pipe is not an ordinary thing, and it has an invisible holy light protection on it.

But under Xia Yanzhen's sword, the holy light did not exist.

A sword slashed through the black pipe, and blood spurted out.

The Pope's body shook, he stood up, turned to look at Xia Yanzhen, his old drooping face, his muscles were shaking, and he roared: "Die!" ”

It's an order.

Under such commands, the power gained by joining the church and becoming clergy immediately turned against them.

Let them die on the spot.

These are the dependencies of the church, and you can't resist after joining the church.

Once you resist, the end is better to be deprived of your strength-

If a junior clergyman dares to do anything to a superior clergyman, he will suddenly lose his power.

If you're unlucky, you'll die.

The clergy at the level of the archbishop already have the power of life and death over the lower clergy.

The Pope's "death" is even more true.

"Dang!" Another crunch.

Xia Yanzhen kept clenching his fist with his left hand in his palm and smashed it towards Lancelot.

He was blocked by Lancelot, who reacted very quickly, and unloaded some of his power with skill.

He was not punched by Xia Yanzhen and took off his sword, nor did he retreat, but just leaned back slightly.

Xia Yanzhen's fingers moved, and the red Hidden Blade popped out of his palm, heading straight for Lancelot.

Lancelot was startled, and fell backwards at a faster pace, retreating sharply.

avoided Xia Yanzhen's sneak attack.

"What a quick response." Xia Yanzhen said with a smile.

The red poison blade in his palm left only a small wound on Lancelot's face, barely a little blood.

It didn't really hurt Lancelot much, but Xia Yan's goal had been achieved.

He managed to push Lancelot out of range.

No one can stop him from doing it to the fetus.

The Burning Blood Sword slashed three times in succession, the first sword cutting through the lower abdomen of Mary's clothes, and the second and third swords accurately cutting through Mary's lower abdomen.

During this time, Xia Yanzhen read a lot of medical-related books.

This is the first time to practice, and it is better to grasp it.

The cross wound cut open the lower abdomen and did not hurt the fetus inside.

“…… Chirping! ”

As it was exposed, the fetus let out a shrill scream.

It's exactly the same as the cry of a mouse.

The wound opened and cracked on its own because of the scream, allowing people to see exactly what was going on inside the lower abdomen.

The fetus in the lower abdomen, without full skin, is red and curled up.

An umbilical cord is connected to the mother.

But it was not wrapped in any organs, and there was no amniotic fluid on his body.

The nearby organs belonging to Mary have all been eaten away, and only the heart above is still beating and continues to work.

The appearance of the fetus is not like a human, but more like a larger mouse.

"What did you 'make'?" Xia Yanzhen said.

The fetus slumped out of Mother Mary's womb, with razor-sharp hooked nails on its undeveloped fingers.

Catch Xia Yanzhen.

The Burning Blood Sword slashed through the air, drawing a dark "light" and the fetus was cut in half.

The inertia of the forward flutter disappears and it falls downward.

He was pulled in two by the umbilical cord, which was also split in two, and hit the cross, leaving a trail of blood.

Just die, neatly.

"Huh?" Xia Yanzhen looked at the corpse in a little surprise, there was actually a battle memory of the strong there.

Such a twisted and fragile little monster is actually considered a strong one?

But when you think about it, it seems to be normal.

Don't forget, the terrifying Kuroshio was triggered by it, and this power is not only the strong? A modern country will also be destroyed under the Kuroshio.

If it has been maintained on the scale seen today, even Xia Yanzhen will not be able to survive under such a black tide.

At this stage, this is one hundred percent strong.

The reason why it is so fragile is that it is only a fetus, and it is a fetus that is constantly being sucked into the strength of the Pope.

Too fragile on its own.

Typical glass cannons.

Anyone who can be born smoothly is also a "terrifying demon king" who destroys the world (human society).

Xia Yanzhen put away the battle memory of the strong man and looked at Lancelot.

Lancelot slumped on his feet, barely allowing himself to fall.

His eyes were black for a while, and he was numb, and the numbness spread from his cheeks to his whole body.

Lancelot wanted to rebuke him for being "poisonous", but his mouth was uncontrollable and he couldn't speak.

The hidden Hidden Blade in the palm of his hand is made of a certain poisonous mad beast as a material, and the throat is sealed with blood.

Lancelot was just dizzy and numb, and he didn't really hurt the root, which was already a sign of his strength.

In that world of mad beasts, it is the physical fitness of the legendary hunter.

"It's over." Xia Yanzhen walked over.

"Purify!"

The Pope's voice rang out, and he stretched his arms upward, his body suspended in mid-air.

The sanctified priest betrayed the Church.

No matter what the reason is or how you do it, the only end is death!

Light, a grand light poured out from the Pope.

Forming a twisted dragon, snake?

Or some kind of indescribable creature, opening its mouth wide and biting down.

The light engulfed Xia Yanzhen and Lancelot.

The numbness subsided, the poison was purified, and Lancelot's body began to be controlled by himself again.

He raised his arm sharply, holding his sword in front of him.

"Dang!"

The loud clash echoed through the room, and Lancelot's arm raised uncontrollably, his sword out of his hand, spun and flew upwards, stabbing into the ceiling.

Lancelot took a few steps back.

The numbness that disappeared struck again, this time not because of the poison, but because the strength of Father Anderson in front of him was too strong!

Lancelot, as an older knight who pays more attention to skill, completely falls into disadvantage in terms of strength.

Lancelot had just stabilized his body when the blood-burning sword stabbed at him.

Pierce Lancelot's chest.

The terrifying power brought out not a wound, but a circle of wounds.

Blood turns into flames.

The sparkle in Lancelot's eyes disappeared, and as Xia Yanzhen put away his sword, he fell limply to the ground.

The light dissipated.

The Pope looked at the scene in amazement.

In the Light, the rebellious Father Sanctified killed the most powerful knight.

"You ......"

After only one word, the Pope turned around suddenly, a pair of light wings grew out of his back, flew low, and rushed towards the gate.

The heavy stone door of the room opened a gap large enough for the Pope to pass through.

After letting him out, he immediately closed it with a dull crashing sound.

"It's really fast."

Xia Yanzhen didn't chase after him immediately, he jumped up and pulled out the sword on the ceiling.

Sure enough, the sword is equipment, and the information is as follows:

【King's Cross】

[The powerful dynasty that has fallen, in its heyday, gathered the best craftsmen, and used the wonderful ore dug out of the ground, and the cross sword forged with the power of the whole country, which is the king's sword, a symbol of strength. 】

[Sharpness, tenacity, and immortality are its characteristics, and when the dynasty fell, this sword still existed, falling into the hands of the Eternal Sword Society, becoming the sword of the chief knight.] 】

The shape of the King's Cross Sword is relatively ordinary, and it is not heavy to start with, just the weight of an ordinary sword.

But sharpness......

Xia Yanzhen looked at the Burning Blood Sword in his hand.

After a few collisions just now, there was a slight gap on the blade of the equally extremely sharp Burning Blood Sword.

Its sharpness is much higher than that of the Burning Blood Sword.

"Can be used to strengthen the Blood Burning Sword." Xia Yanzhen put away the King's Cross Sword.

He had no intention of changing his "main weapon".

He was already accustomed to using the Burning Blood Sword, and for Xia Yanzhen, the normal weight of the King's Cross Sword was light and fluttering, and he didn't feel strong.

"Hmm......"

The Dimon siblings woke up around this time, and as soon as they woke up, they felt severe pain.

They were so weak that they were crucified hand and foot, unable to move.

The head could still turn, and when he turned around, he saw Mary and the little monster hanging there.

I can't turn my mind around at all.

Xia Yanzhen ignored the shocked sister and brother, and walked to the front of the stone gate, the sword light flickered, and directly chopped the stone gate into pieces.

Behind it was not the original long passage, but another stone gate without any gaps at all, completely blocking the passage.