Ryan looked up at the center of the magic tides, and stared at the Pope himself with disgust, "The weakness in his chest is fake, and it's not the real heart hidden there. Even if the incarnation is not devoured by him, there must be a 'backup' in the Pope's body. ”

"Those meat balls are sacrifices and memories." Ryan whispered in his head, "To find the heart of the 'Holy Light', this is his Achilles' heel. ”

At the same time as Ryan whispered to communicate, at the moment when the human face was squeezed out of the spider's belly, according to the corresponding and restrained attributes, they respectively and equally converged into the four elemental magic arrays of water, earth, wind, and fire in their mouths.

It's just that the Pope devours more of the light, and the body is not as skilled in the four magical elements as the light, and before the forbidden spell that Orn and they chanted at the same frequency was about to be released, the extremely cold water rolled up the frost, the dragon that drilled out the mud flow into the ground, the manic thunder rolled up in the storm, and the scorching mountain fire erupted.

The pope's mouth continued to emit that strange vomit sound, leading the elemental to explode, and although the pope did not look sideways, he did not forget Camos, Charles, and Adoral, who tore through his own protective barrier.

The gray magic circle swelled and intensified, and the rubble that erupted from the center of the magic circle intertwined and fused, reshaping and winding into three light elemental creatures similar to dragons in the process of splashing, raising the sharp claw tips to tear at the locked target.

The sword of the brave in Camos' hand burst into flames, and in a rage, he threw the chain-dragged mist into the distance, raising the blade in his hand to meet the claws of the stucco-stained elemental dragon.

Charles threw the Storm Spear in his hand, guiding the fog torn by the storm into the distance, and then turned to meet the elemental dragon that was close to him, raising his hand to instantly condense a new storm sword, and piercing the elemental dragon claws with all his strength head-on, shattering the light with the charging storm.

Chapter 633

Camos and Charles smashed the Grey Light Dragon one after another, and the Will of the Brave and the Spear of the Storm rushed towards the Pope's body. Adolal used her talent to absorb the mist of the Chain Seal, flapped the dark red demon wings on her back, hung the Soul Devouring Blade on her waist, and swung her whip at the gray elemental dragon that was approaching her.

The Whispering Whip of Pain has more than just a life-threatening effect, as the Grey Light Dragon did not suffer any physical damage when the long whip with a sharp blade sticking out from its side hit the elemental condensed dragon horn, but as the caster's Pope's body, when the whip blade hit the stone and elemental dragon, the Pope suddenly heard a very miserable cry.

The cry hit the soul, beyond the illusion of the aromatic fiction of 'Primocuri', and even the Pope, who had lost his mind, paused briefly and looked sideways at the four heads that had been half-squeezed out of his spider's belly.

Whether human or beast, the blood stains on the faces of the four heads were dried by the Pope's gaze, and the flesh and skin were plumped by the nourishment of the sacrifice, but they all opened their mouths slightly to reveal a godless and sad appearance. The devouring and channeling of the mass of sacrifices exacerbated the consumption of mana, repairing the damaged flesh and skin, and even then the Pope heard the cry of grief, as if he were weeping himself.

The Pope knew that the four heads were his own, but he didn't know how to stop them, let alone why he was crying.

The illusory cry irritated the Pope, and the consumption of mana to stop the condensation of the forbidden spell made him hungry, but the magic could not be stopped or he would be in danger, and the faint cry woke him up from the pleasure of indulging.

And so, with the wailing of the whipped whip of pain, the Pope's instinct intensified the consumption of mana, causing the thunder that surrounded the storm, the volcanoes rising from the lava rivers, the frost thorns condensed in the waves rushing in the air, and the dragons that cracked the charred black earth even more.

The multiple spells spit out from the head on the surface of the spider's abdomen are accelerated and the frequency of mana release is intensified.

The Pope wanted to stop Orn and the others faster, and his own actions also broke through the lure of the flowers, allowing the human arm to be bound by the glimmer of light sticking out of the flower core, stretching out the soft arms like snakes to entangle the wolf's head that was tearing him, erecting long feathers like knives, cutting the flesh of the wolf's head, and the bird's claws at the front end pierced the eye socket of the beast's head, gouging out its right eye.

Due to the injury of the beast's head, blood spurted from the right eye of the human face on the other side of the Pope's abdomen, and the cannibalistic petals stood up like teeth. The head of the beast stopped biting at the Pope's abdomen, and made a sound that looked like the fusion of multiple beasts, opening its mouth full of sharp teeth to bite the retracted arm, and the other eye was about to bite off the Pope's arm with a vicious mania.

Even though the scales were hard, the teeth of the beast's head were sharper, and the hard feathers immediately broke when the beast's mouth closed, and the bitten arm was bleeding profusely.

The God of Lies still kept his senses, knowing that they couldn't fight too much now, after all, he still needed to use the power of the Pope.

The current situation is very unfavorable to the lie and the Pope, there are fragments of chaos that cannot necessarily be reversed, he has to wait until the Pope defeats and devours most of the enemies, and then the lie completely merges with the Pope's body, and uses the fragments of chaos to reshape himself into the original body.

As the god of lies 'calmly' thought, the sharp teeth of the beast's beak bit the flesh of the bird's claw and wrist at the tip of the soft arm until only a trace of flesh and bone remained. The golden palm in the cannibal flower split more, stopping the blood in Primochuri's eyes, the split hand of light embraced the other arm in the same way, and the richer floral fragrance prevented the Pope from suddenly going crazy at the moment.

The dark green man-eating flower turned, staring at Adolel, who withdrew the whip of whispering pain, absorbed the elemental dragon with the soul-devouring blade, and flapped the demon's wings towards the Pope.

Because Adorel only has the strength of the Great Demon Lord, even if he has the ascension of the Demon Fang, he only faintly approaches the god when he explodes with all his strength.

The power of the two artifacts was suppressed in the hands of Adolel at this time, and the seal hidden by the monarch was not unlocked, and the appearance of the artifact was also changed. Unstruck by the whip of whispering pain, the current 'Primochuri' couldn't discern the specifics, and although he vaguely sensed some familiar powers, he didn't have time to think too much.

The object in the hands of Adolel was directly regarded as an imitation of an artifact by 'Primochuri'.

Even if everything that is happening now is inconceivable, after all, it is the property of the monarch...... Chaos without a true companion, he just thought it was the light, or something left behind by the light, lucky to be obtained by a great demon lord.

The obsession of Chaos disguised himself as Plemochuli, who did not tell the Pope, who was guided by himself and fused with the dark side that Isidor should not have, that the Pope's own consciousness appeared.

From the beginning, Primochuri knew that it was not the god of light who was stopping him, but he couldn't find where the true 'Dawn' went. That dawn is protected by creation, the origin of the world, nothingness and rules, and chaos cannot find any trace, so all are his enemies.

As long as you destroy them all, you will naturally usher in the dawn.

The Pope's body was separated and forcibly adhered to by Primochuri, and he could not feel the pain of the beast's head being gouged out of his eyeballs.

Relieving the multiple pains caused by the beast's head biting him, the simple-minded pope decided that the cause of the grief and the crying of his own head came from the beast's head. Ignoring the scent of flowers released by Primochuri, he repaired his injured and broken arm, pulled out the beast's head at the moment when the strength of the beast's head relaxed, placed the eyeball in the bird's beak on the face of the person closest to the spider's belly, and then stretched his arm towards the beast's head.

The beak that was releasing magic did not affect the devouring, and when the bird's talon approached, it split a crack from the jaw of the human face, spit out a tongue full of sarcoma, and took the bloodied eyeball in its mouth, and rolled it into the mouth to make a chewing sound.

The clear and crisp chewing sound of the eyeball being bitten, the Pope's actions provoked the already suppressed anger of Thermochuli, and the phantom hands that embraced the Pope immediately ceased to be gentle, dragging the Pope's arm down, and even tilting most of his body, including the spider belly under him.

Because of Primochuri's actions, the Pope's body was violently pulled, guided by the heads on the spider's belly, the magic array tilted, and the magic that was supposed to hit Ou En and the others was diverted.

Here's your chance. ’

Ryan whispered inwardly, his fingertips tapping in the air.

Ryan's puppet raised his staff in his hand in the ontological thought, and Curtis raised his arms to call the storm.

Under the cover of the strong winds, time and space were secretly changed by Lane, and the burning mud became stronger and more fragile.

'God of the earth, please give us strength!' ’

The Earth Knight Commander leads the warriors to guard in front of all his companions, leading all the Earth Knight to raise their rock spears and slap their shields against the ground. Due to the change of space, until the knight slapped the huge crack in front of him that was as deep as a canyon, the hollowed soil formed mountains on both sides and piled up one after another, and the crack extended to the Pope's body, and was dragged into the pit by the inclined Pope dragged by Thermochuli.

Falling into the depths of the earth with the Pope's body, whether it is the hot lava spewing from the volcano, the ice storm in the waves, the rock dragon formed by the convergence of elements, or the storm containing the rapid thunder, all of them are reoriented due to the tilt of the Pope's body, and they attack in the deep pit without distinguishing between friend and foe.

The turbulent elemental tides exploded in the deep pit, and the Holy Light Angels, Feather Clan, and Light Mages gathered pure holy light at the same time, condensing a huge network of light above the cracks in the ground, blocking the raging elemental tides and continuously hitting the Pope.

Even if magic has become an instinct to be unleashed, attacks when forcibly interrupted or cast will still cause mana to backlash.

At the same time, devouring a large number of sacrifices and repairing the defects, the cycle of mana maintenance was already a burden on the Pope's body, and at this moment it was forcibly interrupted by magic. The skulls on the surface of the Pope's abdomen were spitting out blood at the same time, the unbalanced elemental chaos, and the magic tide bombarded the Pope's body.

When the Pope's body was damaged after the attack, and even the upper body and face began to vomit the sacrifice, and it was only then that Primocuri realized that he had just done something stupid out of anger.

The human face in the cannibal flower opened its bloodstained and dry eyes, and the beast head on the other side let go of its mouth, when Primochuri wanted to deceive with a lie and lead the Pope himself to attack Eun and them.

The irrational Pope's cloudy eyes were red, and he vomited a large amount of stump and rotting and foul-smelling blood from his mouth, and the anger in his eyes stared at Primochuri's countenance, blaming him for all the damage he had suffered.

"Wow-"

The Pope forcibly held back his vomiting, raised his head and hissed, and the stump that had been spit out was formed by the light, and the body of the Pope was straightened together in the filthy blood.

Plemochuli stared into the Pope's eyes, deception was pointless at this moment. The moment the Radiant Palm's palm was released, the enraged Pope opened his mouth and spat out putrid liquid into Primochuri's face.

The foul-smelling liquid rotted the petals of the cannibal flower, and at the same time, the four arms of the Pope's body waved at the same time, killing the man-eating flower stalk and the beast's head with all their might.

The sarcoma in the body was still repairing the damage suffered by the Pope, the arms of the dragon claw and the bird claw grasped the beast's head, the soft hand of the snake wrapped the flower stalk, and the broken human arm stretched out of the palm of the knife, trying to penetrate the face of Primochuri directly.

The beast head was suppressed by the full force of the Pope's outburst and was unable to act. The claws covered with long feathers tore the beast's head and pecked at its flesh raw.

The man-eating peduncle was entangled in the soft arms of a snake, and cracks cracked in the healing claws of the bird, spitting more rotting blood and mud into Primochuri's face, pulling and biting the withered petals and stamens of the cannibal flower that were not completely rotten, and mercilessly venting the anger caused by the pain.

The whispering whip of pain has ceased to lead, and all the Pope's actions are instinctive at this moment.

Primochuri wanted to fight back but couldn't, and he knew that the demon was around him.

The human arm pressed down, the sharp blade was cold, and Primochuri, who felt the humiliation, could only open his teeth and bite the blade that stretched out in the middle of his palm.

When Thermochuli's eyes rose due to the strange sensation, the net of light was rapidly pressed down, and a cold hellfire suddenly erupted in the deep pit.

In the flames of the sacred and the evil, Primocuri clearly saw that on both sides of the cliff, in the shelter of pure light, fallen angels, humans, feathers, and sea tribes all stood on both sides of the cracked mountain wall, and in their hands condensed flawless brilliance, magical arrows of bursting flames or water.

There are also elemental dragons, half-drakes, elves, demons, thunder dwarves, and orc shamans who appear at some unknown time...... Almost all the races on the continent were partially present at the moment, as well as various magical beasts and goblin engineers who controlled airships.

Under Ryan's covert command, the races that arrived through space all worked together at this moment to release magical, ray-like explosives towards the depths of the rift.

The power of fusion far exceeds all of the previous ones, and the forbidden spells of Orn and the others are about to be chanted.

The air is scorching, and the magic is boiling. Before the sacrifices hidden in this space could be swallowed by the Pope, the pure water had turned into pure tears of water, washing away all that rot and evil had hidden underground, and then illuminated by the Holy Light.

The Pope's repaired body was once again severely damaged, and the stump of Operation Light was purified, and the slightly raised spider's belly fell to its knees.

The light intertwined with darkness is still sacred, and the blinding light is the faith of all races...... Primochuri's heart shook violently, but he didn't give up yet.

When the dark green man-eating flower stalk withered, Primocuri's eyes turned dark red, and his gaze looked towards the Pope's body, and the moment they met the cloudy eyes, the Pope's eyes turned into a mist, like a mixed chaos.

As his eyes changed, the Pope's palm pinched Plemochuli's movements lightly, and the imprisoned beast head and Primochuri's body were able to breathe at the same time. However, before Primochuri could relax, as he took control of the Pope's bloated body and tried to stand up in the pit, the darkness shimmered, and three figures blessed by the light appeared at the same time.

Armed with a glowing sword of the brave and a resolute look in his eyes, Camos ruthlessly severed the Pope's arm.

Charles condensed multiple storm spears, piercing the face of the Pope's spider belly, as well as the beast heads sticking out of his abdomen, including the tentacles on both sides of the spider's abdomen that were squirming and struggling to support his body.

The Soul Devouring Blade wrapped around the whip, and Adolel swung the long whip with precision.

The long whip is as agile as an arm, controlled by Adolel, and it rotates and easily cuts off the wings on the Pope's back and both sides of the spider's belly, and finally the tip of the blade rotates, digging out the 'heart' in the Pope's fragile chest.

Although this 'heart' did not kill the Pope, it was equally important to him.

Under the blow of multiple magic, the Pope, who had just been seduced by lies and chaos, wailed in pain, and a large number of undigested sacrifices poured out of the slitted wounds. With room in his stomach due to the effects of the 'Diet Pill', Maias followed Adolel through the darkness and swallowed the 'heart' dug out of the Pope's body.

Because of the control of the Pope's body, Primochuri and the Pope felt pain together at this moment, and the severed tentacles could not be supported, and the giant spider's belly once again fell heavily in the blood.

Maias stopped digesting the avatar and focused on the newly acquired heart. With the help of Ryan's time magic, Maias flapped his wings and looked sideways at the Pope, guiding the Pope to break free from the deception of the lie and the Pope's anger, and then cracked the back of his skull, burrowing a human face with the same appearance as the incarnation of the Holy Light.

It all happened in a blink of an eye, and Thermochuli had no time to stop it.

When the same head as the incarnation of the Light appeared, the blood vessels of the human face in the man-eating flower burst into the eyes, emitting a malicious roar of indistinguishable species, and a foul stinger vine hand reached out of his mouth, intending to slap the face of the back of the Pope's main head back into his body.

But at the moment when Primochuri roared, Isidore and Andrea, who were standing on both sides of the canyon, had already dropped their angel feathers.

In the prayer poem of the Angel of Light, countless brilliant feathers of light flew into the air, the fire of the Holy Light burned darkness and evil, and the web of light was quietly shattered. Countless rays of light entangled in shackles bound the mutilated bodies of the Stinger Vine Hand and the Pope who had lost their arms.

The stinger vine hand was only one step away from the back of the pope's head, less than half a meter, and was held by the light and could not move forward another half step.

In the eyes of Primochuri's bursting blood vessels, he was about to make a final effort, when he suddenly heard a gentle whisper like the wind, "Chaos is not everyone's desire, whether it is human or god, only peace is the truth that maintains the stability of the world." ”

Primochuri kept his stinger spitting out his vine hand, his bleeding eyes slowly looking towards the source of the sound.

The holy light flickered, forming a barrier that would briefly cut off the gaze of God.

In the pure light, Ryan, dressed in black robes, lifted his stealth and stood in the air, his eyes benevolent and gentle, holding a staff that appeared to be made of stone in his right hand, and a gray 'diamond-shaped crystal' on his chest, set in a chain made of light-colored time-space stone.

Meeting Ryan's eyes, and the gray godhead on his chest, Primochu used his strength to bite off the stinger.

The lie looked at Ryan's face and coughed violently several times, lowered his head sideways until he spit out the blood in his mouth, and then kept the voice that he couldn't distinguish between humans and beasts just now, and said to him in a tone that seemed to cry and laugh, and suddenly realized to him: "I see, it's really you." No wonder...... No wonder they can still do all this, this is obviously impossible in the future. ”

"It was supposed to be my victory, you ......"

Palmochuri's eyes were about to burst as he stared intently at Ryan, and Andrew, who also lifted his stealth and made a protective gesture to guard his side.

"Hah...... Sure enough......"

Primochuri coughed loudly again, as if his heart was about to be spit out, and he looked at Andrew with a hateful gaze, "You guys this time...... And what did you pay for? No, no. ”

"You all have the same belief, and you're not bound by the rules at all. I didn't expect to be deceived by the Godhead of lies, and I didn't realize it until now. ”

The Pope's body, bound by the light, could not move, and Thermochuli's bleeding eyes moved to Lane, and the depths of his eyes were not as resentful as when he looked at Andrew, and he asked obsessively: "They shouldn't have existed, and this world has no reason to be created at all." ”

If the beginning is not the light of day......

If the dawn is inclined to chaos......

The God of Lies...... There are many questions in Chaos' mind, but there is no Dawn that does not exist this thought, even if Dawn is the enemy of Chaos.