The Knight of Light is instantly reborn when defeated, and the False God avatar is already covered in scars. It was too wasteful to repair with divine power, and he ignored the pain and stared at the Pope's body behind the knight.

If you want to defeat the Pope, you must first lure away his army of light, and block the space to capture the Pope's body, so the avatar of the false god covered the chest of the broken soul with his hand, and used the law of divine power control to create two powerful phantoms of the beastmaster.

The beast kings created by the law shared their divine power with the pseudo-gods, and they raised their heads to the sky and roared, and multiple giant teleportation arrays appeared at the same time.

Thunder Rhino, Wind Roar and even Storm Serpent Dragon...... Under the frantic consumption of the pseudo-god's divine power, hundreds of powerful demonic beasts of different adult bodies appeared due to the summoning of the beastmaster, raising their heads and spewing angry roars and various magic of different attributes.

The Beastmaster also transformed into a powerful demonic beast, and under the control of the pseudo-god, they launched the most powerful attack against the twenty-four knights of light.

At the same time, the incarnation of the pseudo-god hid in the horde of demonic beasts, stealthily and quickly approached the Pope's body protected by the knights.

"Condense the beast king with divine power and laws, but the summoned demonic beast is not a holy beast that exists like a god."

The Pope's eyes whispered indifferently, ignoring the oppressive feeling emanating from the horde of demonic beasts, and the scepter in his hand was slightly raised.

The twelve angels with wings on their backs were fearless of the attack of the demonic beasts, their fingertips plucked the strings at the same frequency, the passionate sound of the piano was melodious and tactful, and the holy light falling from the sky turned into a solid light barrier, blocking all attacks for the knights and the pope.

Fire, frost, thunder and other elemental magic fused in the wind, causing an extremely terrifying and dangerous explosion.

Although the shield condensed by the angels is strong, it still can't stop the magic of multiple fusions.

The behemoth with sharp horns stomped on the ground, and the violent shaking finally shattered the barrier of light.

The demonic beast summoned with divine power can burst out with more power than he expected, and the Pope shares the light of self-control, so that the power of the angels can be increased.

Knights with spears of light landed in the air, and the moment their feet touched the ground, the light easily calmed the earth's shocks.

After the twelve angels received the amplification of the power of light, the wings on their backs split from two wings to four wings, and their eyebrows and eyes were more sacred.

The holy light reunited the shield again, and the angel easily blocked all the magic of the beast this time.

The avatar of the false god passed through the horde of demonic beasts, and the claws containing the law of power tore apart the barrier of light condensation once again.

Accompanied by the magic attacks of various attributes of the Warcraft, the secret incarnation of the pseudo-god shuttled like the wind, tearing the space, tearing the twenty-four knights violently one after another, and the explosive divine power arrived in front of the Pope's body at the fastest speed, and the bleeding fingers gripped the neck of the Pope's body hard, blocking the space around the Pope with rules and rules, and his eyes full of anger when he lowered his head were momentarily happy.

The space is blocked by divine power and laws, and the Pope's essence and the incarnation of the false god cannot be easily escaped in the sealed space.

The Pope's body was already grasped in his hand, and the slightest touch of his fingertips could cut through the flesh of his neck.

The Knight of Light shattered along with the Light Barrier, and all the Angels of Light ceased action at the same time.

The demonic beast controlled by the pseudo-god took the opportunity to breathe, not giving the angel a chance to condense the barrier again, and devoured the angel incarnated by light at the same time.

In the panicked gaze of the greedy people who had devoured the flesh and blood of the gods around them, because of the sudden burst of power of the pseudo-gods, the demonic beasts controlled by the divine power fused again to release a stronger large-scale magic, and did not let a trace of holy light escape in the wave of magic that shook the heavens and the earth, only the heavenly light was still scorching.

The night and the moon were still suppressed by the holy light, and the incarnation of the Pope held the code in his hand with an indifferent expression, without any expression of concern that the main body was caught.

Ryan looked at the pseudo-god avatar in the imprisoned time and space, his brow furrowed slightly under the hood, and he kept communicating with Baroque through the rapid speed of the prop's secret.

In the magical tide of divine power and the outbreak of demonic beasts, the Pope's guardians of light were destroyed at the same time.

"The majesty of the gods is not to be trampled on—"

The incarnation of the false god was focused on the Pope itself, and did not perceive the expression of the Pope's incarnation at this moment.

"Whoever does not worship God will be punished by God."

The words of the gods are like thunder in the sky, shattering the crazy darkness of the heart, and bringing reason back to calm.

The pseudo-god avatar lowered his head with pleasure in his eyes, the muscles of his arm covered with scars and blood stains bulged vigorously, and his sharp fingertips felt the fragility of the Pope's neck that could easily be broken, and his violence and the anger he had just held back had not disappeared.

When the thunder of judgment condensed again, the mask on the face of the false god cracked, and he grabbed the pope by the neck with one hand and lifted him up, ready to mock with pleasure, the pope's face relaxed and his brows relaxed, and his holy eyes were also full of joy.

Even if he was grabbed off the ground with one hand, the Pope could still breathe at the moment due to the magic of the Holy Light. His eyes looked directly into the eyes of the false god, and he opened his thin lips and spoke first, "Thank you for the gift of light, and thank you for taking the initiative to be caught by me." ”

The pseudo-god who sensed that something was wrong immediately stopped the condensation of the thunder of judgment at the moment when the Pope spoke, and the claws that grabbed the Pope's neck clenched hard, no longer entangled in the judgment of divine punishment, intending to crush his body directly.

However, when the sharp claw tips pierced the flesh of the Pope's neck and touched the blood, the False God realized that he could no longer control his body before the False God continued to break the Pope's neck.

At the same time, where the Pope's incarnation was, in his silent prophecy, the Pope's incarnation held the middle of the canon, and the scorching heat was like the light of the true sun engulfing the night and the illusory moon.

The sky was as clear as day, without any cover, and the golden sunlight was intertwined into threads, like shackles bound to every Minotaur.

With Ryan on the sidelines and helping Asmoro just now, the Pope is unaware of the deal between Michelle and the minotaurs.

To avoid causing unnecessary trouble, the will of the void will to descend again, such as the shackles of the Holy Light, only to bind the beliefs of the Minotaurs, preventing them from offering their power to the false gods, and did no harm to Ryan and the Minotaurs.

Ryan kept his staff in his hand, and didn't make any movement for the Pope to guess his thoughts.

Not just the light, but the Pope is also well versed in the faith.

When the power of faith is blocked by light, the false gods can no longer gain power from the minotaurs.

And it is not the real body, the divine power of the incarnation has not been lost faster at the moment.

The magic tide shattered, the beastmaster condensed by divine power dissipated, and the monsters returned to where they belonged, and the light reorganized.

Even though the release of divine power has been stopped, the false god still cannot freely control his body and cannot do anything to harm the Pope.

The angels and knights of the Light reunited, armed with spears and harps, flapping their white wings and flying behind the Pope, silently intimidating all humans and aliens who were ready to get closer.

But even if there were no angels and knights, the surrounding aliens and humans did not dare to take too many actions at this moment, and the beast king summoned by the pseudo-god through divine power just now ...... Those powerful monsters are no longer opponents.

What's more, the Pope, who was obviously caught by the false god at the moment, but was obviously victorious, made them feel more truly frightened than the false god.

Moreover, the Pope's scepter and the code have not yet been fused.

Only those who are more closely connected with the Temple of Light will know that when the Scepter, the Crown, and the Code of Light, which symbolize the core rights of the Temple, merge with the three, the Pope of the Temple can control the more sacred Light.

The divine power consumed cannot be restored, not just faith.

The false god looked down at his chest, where his chest had been cut by the Holy Sword before, the Holy Light that had not been completely peeled off condensed into a golden bud, and the Flower of Holy Light of the same color as the sun was about to bloom.

Not only is it a bouquet containing the power of holy light, but the golden vines spread like magic patterns like blood vessels around the wound on the chest. The darkness hidden in the light paralyzes the will of the false god, restrains the actions of the false god, and secretly absorbs his life and divine blood to restore power to the Pope.

When the Pope began to absorb the power of the pseudo-god, the divine blood and life force in the pseudo-god's body were draining rapidly, far from the speed that the greedy people could match.

The false god is unable to move, and he can clearly perceive the changes in his body. The mask opened cracks, and golden threads drilled around the lips that were about to make a sound, splitting into thorn-like vines, sharp thorns piercing into the skin, sealing the lips of the false god perfectly and finely.

The Pope held the scepter in his right hand, warm blood sliding down his injured skin.

An angel let go of the harp, stretched his wings and flew to the Pope's side with ease, gently attached the holy light with both hands, and broke the fingers of the false god avatar holding the Pope one after another.

"I will never forget the feeling of being mentioned."

His neck was removed from the claws of the false god, and the Pope's body no longer maintained a posture of footing, and he landed smoothly and retreated, the wound on his neck healing.

Ryan's staff moved slightly, the Pope's avatar fingertips landed on the pages in the middle of the codex, and the golden threads bound to the minotaur shook slightly.

Even though the golden thread seemed to be in no danger at the moment, Asmoro could sense that the Thorn of Light that bound the incarnation of the false god was the same kind of magic as the golden thread on their body at the moment.

Asmero could imagine that if he made any more moves, the Minotaur would definitely be devoured by the Pope. He stood in place with a totem in his arms, his eyes slightly drooping, no longer looking at the incarnation of the false god.

Light covered the sky, and the Wind Howling Plains suddenly became extremely quiet, and the sound of the wind was clear.

The Pope's incarnate gaze never took off Lane, and he always felt that he had missed something, or that Michelle was still waiting for something.

With such an easy completion of the plan, when the Flower of Light matures, it will be able to pluck the Soul Hedron of the False God...... It seems a little too easy.

Easier than in the Ragnarok Battlefield, it seems that the trade between the Minotaur and Michelle may not be a very important deal.

The Pope's body and incarnation had different thoughts at the same time, and in the end, they both decided to take off the Soul Hedron of the false god first, and then let the Minotaur leave safely on the grounds that the false god destroyed the Howling Plains.

He only needs the soul of a false god, and nothing else is more important than the soul.

The False God's lips were entwined with thorns of light, and he couldn't make any sound, his gaze glaring at the Pope's body.

The false god couldn't understand why just a few remnants of light could imprison his body.

The Pope raised his head to meet the gaze of the False God Incarnation, and sensed doubt in his reddened eyes, so he gently raised the corners of his mouth, and intimately conveyed his voice to the False God's ear and explained: "Lucky False God, I have already said at the beginning that you cannot judge my sins, even if your essence comes.

I'm not a god at the moment, it's just that I don't want to, and you don't have as much control over the power of faith as I do. ”

The false god had a lot to ask, but his thorn-sealed lips couldn't make a sound.

The power of the Light is imprisoned for a limited time, and so is the Pope's mercy.

The golden buds of light were about to bloom, and the Pope took his scepter in hand and looked away from the pseudo-god's gaze to all the aliens around him, including Ryan and the Minotaurs.

All the life on the Plains of the Wind Howling Plain is also focused on the Pope at this moment.

The light descended from the sky, like a gift from the gods.

The incarnation of the Pope holds the Codex in his hand, and the Angel of Light plucks the strings.

The pape's shallow lips opened slightly, and in the free and melodious poetry and prayers of the angels, the holy words of the pope easily proclaimed through the wind energy thousands of kilometers away, "The greedy false god intends to steal the faith and seize the position of the true god, so he descends in the divine presence ceremony, in a vain attempt to punish the grace of the holy light with the body of the false god, and disturb the peace of the continent......"

False gods are imprisoned in action and speech, unable to refute the claims of light.

With the voice of the Pope, the sound of the angel became more and more intense.

In the presence of everyone, the scar on the chest of the false god incarnate was gradually torn apart by the words of the Pope, which contained the power of light and prophecy, and the bud condensed by pure light was torn apart by words, blooming from within in the holy light, binding the soul crystallization of the false god in the stamen.

"False gods disrespect the light and destroy the continent. I am judged by the thunder of divine punishment, but I am not guilty of divine punishment, so the words of the false gods are not valid, and the light is not the sinner of the false gods' mouths...... So the light stopped the false gods, and the storm was calmed, the earth was healed, and the light blessed the world forever. ”

The Pope's eyes were sacred, his body held a golden scepter, and he walked on the broken earth in holy light, slowly and calmly approaching the incarnation of the false god, and his words easily denied all the sins accused by the false god before, and he did not admit it.

The Knight of Light followed the Pope, and the angel plucked the strings at an accelerated speed.

The Holy Light enveloped the plains with the will of the Pope, the soil destroyed by the power of the false gods repaired the wounds, and the dead demon plants were reborn in the light.

Lane's eyes under the hood closed slightly, ignoring the papal hypocritical brilliance, and the flower of time turned a halo, silently recording everything.

Kenyon's eyes flashed as he finished praying, and he turned his head to look up at the statue of the beast god, his majestic eyes ignoring the Pope's hypocrisy.

The light is like a miracle, and all chaotic air currents are cleared.

The cracked earth healed in the shaking of the earthquake, the wind howling plains no longer rolled up hurricanes, but Nasanya did not stretch her stamens in the light, resisting to bloom.

The powerful men who had previously followed the Pope, they appeared in the darkness and offered their loyalty by deeds.

The Pope's scepter was raised, and the light shone brightly.

Those who have received the gift of the seed of light, their power grows rapidly in the light of divine grace.

At the height of the light, the Pope stopped in front of the avatar of the false god, and the golden flower of light had fully bloomed on the chest of the false god.

The Radiance condensed into wings on the back of the Pope's body, gently lifting him up.

The Pope's hand without holding the scepter reached out to the hypogod's chest, and his voice was as gentle as a prophecy, "Evil hypocrite, you are the real sinner of ungodliness, the Holy Light has decided to grant you sanctions, are you ready to be judged by the Light?" ”

The incarnation of the false god stared indifferently into the eyes of the Pope, unable to move and refute, and at the moment of perceiving the will of the true god, he had decided to give up the soul of this incarnation, and let the pope continue to tell false lies, and he still had to retain his divine power to fight against the true god.

If it weren't for that, he would have come in his own body.

The Pope knew what he had done to the false gods, and the people around him did not know why the false gods did not refute the Pope. So their emotions are no longer only fear, the power of light and the power of the Pope penetrate deep into their hearts.