A master at the level of a pope is the strongest in the world, the limit that ordinary people can reach.

I don't dare to say a move to destroy the Holy City, but the average small city is really not much pressure for the Pope to destroy.

And self-explosion is a means of abandoning everything, detonating all one's own power with one's body, life and soul at one time, releasing it together, and ending up with the enemy.

At this moment, it is unimaginable how exaggerated the energy released is.

It was the craziest attack of the Pope.

On the one hand, it is because the Pope knows that his curse has not been broken, and he is bent on death.

I wanted to kill myself before, but I couldn't, but now I can finally kill myself.

On the other hand, he saw that his wife Renee was about to be killed by the old thing.

In the anger in my heart, I also want to take this old thing away.

As for Renee, it would naturally be best if she could survive, and if she died together under the impact of her own self-explosion, she would save being humiliated by this old horseman. It is better to say that after his wife scolded and cursed the Lord of the Storm, it was impossible for this old thing to let his wife go, and if he could die with his wife, it would be the last happiness.

At close range, Mihor almost completely ate the power of the Pope's self-detonation, and the surging energy completely overwhelmed Mihor in an instant.

Then, like a tsunami, it engulfed the entire room.

Renee was also engulfed in the raging energy.

From the original anger, to despair, and now, Renee's eyes are calm, and the corners of her mouth even show a faint smile.

Renee understood her husband's thoughts.

That's fine.

Being able to die with her husband is also the last happiness.

As her eyes closed, wind and lightning engulfed Renee's body.

The small secret room could not withstand such a raging energy, the walls shattered in an instant, and the entire room disappeared directly, and after losing the restraint of the room, the energy continued to spread around.

Wave after wave, wave after wave.

Tumbling and tumbling.

The entire mansion disappeared directly.

Reduced to finely crumbled powder, it was gone.

The stone slabs on the street were directly lifted, and all the houses on the ground were shattered, and the cursed figures living in the houses also disappeared.

Even the statue of the Storm Lord in the center of the Holy City, which was tens of meters high, could not withstand the raging storm, and the idol collapsed with a bang.

The head of the idol rolled straight out.

Occasionally, someone saw this devastating energy, but instead of trying to dodge it, they opened their arms and let the arc of electricity crawl all over their bodies, allowing the storm to tear apart their bodies.

They have long been tormented by pain and do not want to live.

I don't know how long it has been, but the raging storm and lightning directly swept through half of the holy city, and finally stopped.

The sky was still gray, and large expanses of dust fell from the sky.

Within the radius of the impact of the self-explosion, everything was turned into powder, and the sky was like a sandstorm sweeping over, drowning everything.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Farther away, in areas that had not been damaged, figures could occasionally be seen passing by, and these people glanced at the self-detonation area, then quickly lost interest and returned to their rooms.

For these cursed people, in less than a year, all their human anger has been consumed.

Those who have the courage have committed suicide, these people just carry the pain of the curse, and then wait for death in despair. They have completely lost interest in what is happening in this long-decaying holy city.

The dust was still falling, and the ground was covered in layers and layers.

It's like a desert.

Although it is not as exaggerated as the territory of the undead birds, it also looks quite scary.

suddenly

Suddenly, a small bump appeared on the flat desert, and the surface of the sand and dust showed a slight crack.

An arm reached out from the fine dust.

The palms groped around.

Finally, the whole body came out completely, and it was a short figure, he shook his head vigorously, and the sand particles fell from his hair.

As the dirt on the face was gradually cleaned up, the face finally gradually appeared.

Mihor.

Worthy of a demigod.

In the case of ultra-close range, he was stunned and ate a move by the Pope of the Peak Realm of the Great Sage to blow himself up, but he was not dead yet.

The strength of the demigods is really much stronger than the others, even if the great sage gives up his life, he does not have the ability to kill the demigods.

Of course, for Mihor, the situation is definitely not much better.

The robe on his body was tattered, and the skin and flesh inside were not too damaged, but the face, which was originally white and delicate, looked like a teenager, but now it seems that he has suddenly grown up to be a teenager, and he has matured a lot.

His face was extremely gloomy.

There was a cold light in the narrow eyes.

He raised his left hand, and the glass bottle containing the saliva of the immortal bird lay peacefully in the palm of his hand, undisturbed in the slightest.

This situation made Mihor feel a little more relieved.

If it weren't for the protection of the saliva of the immortal birds, why would he be so embarrassed?

Abominable Renee, abominable last pope......

What a blasphemy it is that these two bastards, who were originally the sons and daughters of their own personal selection, are now unwilling to even offer the saliva of the immortal bird to the supreme Lord of the Storm, and they dare to insult and betray the Lord of the Storm?

That stupid boy just died, but he was cheaper.

Sen Leng glanced around, Mihor had a gloomy face, and quietly walked in the direction of the right-hand side, with a clear row of footprints behind him.

After walking a few hundred meters, Mihor's slightly chapped lips opened slightly, and with a snort, a cold wind blew, blowing away the sand covering the ground, revealing the figure beneath the dust.

It's Renee.

Renee didn't even die, and even now, she still uses a pair of ...... Ah no, it was a gaze full of hatred and resentment glaring at him.

Although she is not dead, Renee's condition is basically not much different from that of death.

Although because of the distance a little farther, and the fact that there was a Mihor in front of him to withstand most of the energy impact, Renee's situation was still not good.

Half of his body is gone.

One arm, one leg disappeared directly, and the position of the waist was torn by the hurricane with a huge wound, and the internal organs flowed to the ground.

Half of his face was also flesh and blood, and even half of the bones in it remained.

"You want to kill me......" Seeing Renee's eyes full of hatred, a gloomy smile appeared on Mihor's lips, "How can a demigod who is favored by the Lord of the Great Storm be able to kill something like you?"

"It's stupid."

"If you can honestly hand over the saliva of the immortal bird, and the great Lord of the Storm will be grateful for your contributions, and will surely take you as dependents, immortal and immortal, why did you fall into the present situation?"

Mihor didn't hide the mockery in his tone, he really couldn't imagine why Renee, who was once smart and resolute, could become what she is now?

It's stupid to not even want your own life for the sake of a man.

Even though she was only half of her body left, Renee could still hear Mihor's words, her lips grinning slightly, as if she wanted to curse, but only half of her mouth remained, and she couldn't even speak.

Mihor didn't seem to bother to continue listening to Renee's ramblings, sighed slightly, stretched out his hand, and lightning condensed in his palm, turning into a stun gun in an instant.

With a wave of the hand.

With a snort, the stun gun cut a trail in midair.

Fast.

Such is the strength characteristic of Mihor.

Every attack he made was unimaginably fast.

The same secret technique, the same means, in Mihor's hands, can completely exert more than ten times the power of exaggeration.

At the moment when the stun gun was released, it had already hit Renee's chest accurately, and the lightning instantly spread, and Renee's body and soul disappeared under the scorching arc of electricity.

The last Great Lady of the Church of Storms and Wars died at the same time as her husband, the last Pope.

Mihor snorted, and then looked down at the saliva of the immortal bird in the palm of his hand, and his face showed a slight excitement.

If you can present the saliva of the immortal bird to the supreme god of the storm, it will be a great achievement, and you will definitely be rewarded.

While looking forward to it in his heart, Mihor's other hand opened slightly, and lightning and wind appeared at his side at the same time, and Mihor was ready to leave here to meet the supreme Storm Lord God.

Click!

Just as Mihor was about to leave, he suddenly heard a strange voice in his ears.

Like porcelain, the glass shattered.

The strange sound made Mihor's eyes suddenly round, and his eyes looked in the direction of his left wrist.

Mihor could clearly feel that the space he was in suddenly became very strange at some point.

It seems to be able to feel in the looming appearance, there is a strange power permeating this space, everything has become extremely depressing, even with Mihor's strength, I feel that my body seems to be limited by some mysterious power, and the action seems to be extremely stagnant.

Bounded by the place where the wrist is, the whole space is divided into two distinct halves.

A crack is rapidly spreading between the two spaces.

The crack slipped through the wrist.

The wrist fell off the arm on its own and fell under the ground.

At the place where the wrist fell, a black hole appeared out of thin air, and the wrist and the glass bottle containing the saliva of the immortal bird just fell into the black hole, and disappeared cleanly in an instant.

There are other existences.

Mihor's eyes narrowed into a slit.

Obviously, his wrists had been severed, but Mikhor's face was completely unafraid, and his divine thoughts were carefully perceiving the surroundings.

Soon, Mihor sensed the target.

Not far behind him, there was already an extra young man at some point.

Plus, a big bird with a flaming fire!