Chapter 483: Turning into a Divine Adult
Mrs. Hansen watched in surprise as the Pope slowly aged.
The Pope has gone from being an eighteen-year-old boy to a middle-aged man in his thirties.
The Pope also clearly felt the change in himself, he looked at himself in fear, and sweat flowed down instantly.
"Is my time up? But...... This shouldn't be! ”
He really didn't want to go back to that seventy-year-old man just after enjoying the sourness of being a god.
Even if you die directly now, it will be cool to die!
"Damn, I wasted too much time just now, now, I'm going to kill these guys quickly!"
With a flick of the Pope's wrist, the Sword of Divine Punishment danced into a sword flower.
But the Pope's heart also twitched, for he found that his sword dance was already a little strenuous, and the sword of divine punishment had become heavier in his hand.
Beyond one's power?
Damn it!
For the first time, the Pope said something that he hadn't said for years, and he remembered that when he was a child struggling to survive in the alleys of that ghetto, he was dirty every day, and now that he thinks about it, it seems that he has never spoken dirty words since he could eat enough.
What the Holy See has given itself is not only life and hope, but also ...... Decent.
It's time to give it back.
This time, the Pope used both artifacts to the extreme, vowing to sweep away the enemies of the Holy See.
It's just that......
The most hateful thing about the enemy is that he doesn't do what you think.
As soon as Mrs. Hansen saw that the Pope was full of gold, although his strength was declining, but his momentum was a little more wild, she knew that the Pope was going to fight hard.
Head-on at this time?
Joke, the old lady is very young, and she still wants to have another one, how can she be desperate with this old guy at this time.
Run!
The queen of the underworld has no idol ambitions at all, and running away is never a problem, but just going from one victory to another.
So Mrs. Hansen turned into a fiery phoenix and flew towards Alvin's camp below.
How could the Pope let the enemy in his hands escape, as soon as he pressed the throne, a golden light rose from under the throne, like a rocket, adjusted the direction and chased towards the phoenix.
Just a few hundred meters away, the phoenix incarnated by Mrs. Hansen immediately threw itself into the center of the phalanx, and landed steadily with a bang.
The surrounding god-killing army immediately surrounded her and protected her.
To Mrs. Hansen, this is child's play, have you ever seen two elephants fighting, and a group of ants came to protect one of them?
But as soon as Mrs. Hansen entered the formation, she immediately felt different.
It's a strange feeling.
With the special sensitivity of women, she noticed that this group of people was different.
Really.
What happened next surprised her.
Because the Pope followed on the Supreme Throne, and before the person arrived, the Sword of Divine Punishment had already swung several sword lights, in the Pope's opinion, in these few blows, these incompetent human beings below should have died.
But what he didn't expect was that as soon as Jian Guang made a move, he noticed that something was wrong.
These sword lights were not only dull, but also humiliatingly powerful.
Upon approaching the phalanx of the Godslayers, the Sword of Divine Punishment was as powerful as a child's toy.
There were only a few columns of soldiers in the front row, and their flesh and blood were cut by the sword light, but they were too far away from what they imagined, and a sword was eroded for dozens of miles.
"What the hell is going on?"
The Pope's question went unanswered, but the counterattack of the Godslayer had arrived.
Hundreds of heavy axes roared at the Pope, who pressed on the throne to fend off the attack with the defense it had with itself.
At this time, he found that his hands were even older.
This is the hand of a fifty-year-old man.
Damn, time is running out.
Thinking like this, the Pope suddenly discovered that the defense of the Supreme Throne had not been activated?!
"Oh my God! How so? O my God! Have you forsaken your most faithful slave? ”
The Pope is going crazy.
After activating again to no avail, he decisively swung the Sword of Divine Punishment.
The Sword of Divine Punishment had finally managed to cope with the rain of axes, but the Pope was even more panicked, for he had exhausted all the power of the wilderness.
Alvin glanced at Mrs. Hansen in the middle of the formation, and his eyes were full of pride.
Mrs. Hansen was puzzled, but Alvin turned his head and attacked the Pope with him, and she had no choice but to strike, with deep doubts.
The attack of the two was the most threatening, especially Alvin, who also sandwiched the thunder stone in it and bombarded the Pope indiscriminately.
Only then did the Pope realize the feeling of being chased by others just now.
It turned out that it was so aggrieved to be pressed and beaten all the time, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't die now, the Pope really wanted to die.
"Oh my God, what's wrong with him?"
Alvin was surprised to find that the Pope in front of him had turned into an old man, especially sitting on the throne, and had entered the god-killing army array, which looked particularly funny.
How can it not be funny?
Have you ever seen an old man in his seventies in a wheelchair in an enemy line?
Haven't seen it?
Hey, you've seen it now.
After entering the formation, the Pope was surprised to find that his strength had dropped faster and faster, his chest was getting tighter and tighter, his whole body was weak, and the sword of divine punishment in his hand could not be wielded.
Slowly, the Pope began to get hurt.
Bright red blood flowed out, which looked very obvious on a white-haired old man.
Well?
Both sides have taken note of the problem.
The Pope began to bleed?
"O God! Are you going to abandon me? ”
The Pope looked numbly at the wound on his body, although it was not big, the red blood that flowed out was shocking, because it was no longer golden divine blood.
"Haha! He's not a god anymore, come on, brothers, kill that old man in a wheelchair! ”
At this time, even the five scumbags in the camp came out to join in the fun, and the bandit brothers watched excitedly as Alvin led nearly 10,000 people armed to the teeth bullying a white-haired old man in a wheelchair.
Miss Garig and Miss Shipton also came out, and they were completely different.
The well-informed Madame Shipton immediately discovered that the Pope's garments were only available to the high clergy of the Holy See, and that they were more ornate and superior than the garments of cardinals she had ever seen, though now in tatters.
I think of others who have always said that the current pope has always been in poor health, and he is in a wheelchair when he enters and exits......
So what is the identity of this old man in a wheelchair......
Ms. Shipton's eyes were so round that they almost flew out of their sockets, and she covered her mouth because her thoughts were so amazing.
Garrig's experience was very different.
"This woman wears a veil, but she has a good figure, especially that bastard seems to care about her very much, this dog thing, this time, there is another one!"
Miss Garig gritted her teeth with hatred and paid the price of her life for what she had done.