Pooley looked at the seven bishops who were locked up: "A bunch of little cubs, you don't really think that I can't do it when I'm old, just a few of you, it's not as good as your last one."

The seven men looked at Purley, who continued: "Alas, if Orton knew that all the people he sent were sealed here, I don't know if he would be mad"

"Mod's gift, this is their lack of devotion to God, my God will only mourn" came from the back of Puli's voice, white holy robes, wide robes.

Mode-Pope !!

Pulley looked at him, his eyes frozen.

The Pope of Light's right hand slowly reached for the egg cover under Plibu, and then bit by bit it passed through, grabbing Dobran's throat.

"What are you going to do!Otto!" Pulley yelled, the light blade in his hand pointed at the seven archbishops who had been named by himself, "If you dare to touch my old woman, I will let you Mordaism accompany you to the funeral!"

Pope Otong pulled Dobran out, and he looked at Puley: "Mode's gift, everything is that they didn't get the favor of God, I just want to get back what belongs to Mode, for the sake of my god, their sacrifice is also worth it"

As he spoke, his hand pinched tighter, and Dobran was already a little out of breath: "Old... Old man, don't give... They, Decchmore revival... Still... Rely on you..."

"Wait!!" The Divine Blade of Light in Puli's hand suddenly grew larger, and it was in front of his golden prison, continuing to control the seven bishops, "You let her go, and I will pass on the light to you"

Pope Otone looked at Purley and did not speak.

Pooley carved the characters in his mouth, the hand of light faded, and he looked at Otone: "You let her go"

Pope Otone looked at Purley and did not speak.

Pooly slowly carved the final strokes of the magical character in his mouth.

"Ah!!!!h

Dobran watched as Pooly's power drained away, and she couldn't do anything about it.

At the same time, the dark Pope of the Sky Realm, Goland, suddenly woke up, he looked at the changes on the map of the Divine Book continent, his eyes narrowed slightly: "It's not good!!"

In the sky, the wind and clouds changed color, and before dusk, the sun began to set slowly.

The thunder continued, the dark clouds surged, and the beasts howled among the mountains and forests.

It wasn't until the last ray of light was injected into Aotong's body that Pooley really turned into an old man in his last years, and fell to the ground in intense pain caused by the draining of his strength.

Pope Otone was also constantly receiving magic at this time, reshaping himself, just like Itako received Sterry's power at that time, his body was affected by a more powerful magical impact, and he needed to stabilize it as soon as possible.

Purley gasped for breath, he watched Otone's strength continue to rise, and said silently, "I'm sorry, Brint, I'm so tired, I didn't live up to my promises"

Aotong finally walked out of the grand golden light, although his appearance did not change, but the madness and excitement in his eyes could not be concealed, he constantly felt the changes that were happening in his body all the time.

"Put... Take my old woman... Give it to me," Pulley gasped.

Disturbed when Otone sensed his own power, he frowned and looked at Purley indifferently: "Gift of Mode, Modeism thank you for returning the power that belongs to my god"

Still holding Dobran in his hand, Otone slowly lifted Dobran up.

"What are you going to do......? I beg you!!" Purley looked at Orton, who wanted to cast another spell, but he didn't have the strength to do it.

"This is what my god gave to the Mod religion, this is a return!" and "Otong slowly rose into the air in the golden light—

Call me His Majesty the Pope!!

Click!!

With a shard of Otton's right hand, Dobran was twisted alive in front of Pooly, and Oakton threw her body at Pooly.

"No... No...no!old woman!Look at me, old woman!don't!" Purley struggled to crawl towards Dobrana, and he held her, but there was no reply.

"Ah!!! Otto!!" Purley roared as he looked up to the sky.

"This is a punishment for not returning the gift of my god for decades" Otong looked at Purley and said coldly, he was fed up with being called the weakest pope, whether it was the imperial royal family, the dark church, or his own subordinates, they were all disobeying themselves.

Today, it is the Pope who will truly ascend the throne!

Purley's eyes were blood-red, his right hand stretched out, and the huge light blade slashed at Aotong, he didn't give the magic weapon that belonged to the word to Aotong, it was the last trace of strength he kept.

But now Aotong is not afraid at all, he stretched out his hand and held the blade of the Bright Divine Blade directly, without the blessing of the word Bright Divine Blade, he could not exert the power of the Bright Divine Blade at all, no matter how hard Puli tried, there was no way to move the Divine Blade at all.

"Hmph!" Otone flicked the bright edge and headed straight at Pooly.

Burst!!!

Boom !!

A flash of lightning and heavy rain fell.

Prie's front was pierced directly, and the Bright Blade stuck him on the ground.

With a wave of his hand, Purley's canonization began to dissolve, and the seven bishops slowly broke free.

Pooley slowly turned his head and looked at the dead Dobran, the corners of his mouth rose a little: "Hahaha, in the end, we are still together... together, unfortunately, I didn't dare in the end..."

Pooly's hands drooped, and streaks of blood flowed to the ground.

Just as the seven bishops came out, the eight-star mystery left by Pully suddenly unfolded and continued to extend, and Pulley's blood merged with it, and the entire mountain was covered with golden lines.

- Exhausted, it took Pooly nearly a month to engrave the entire mountain with magical characters, and when it was done, he sat in his rocking chair and watched it all, satisfied.

"You have the time to do this, why don't you come and help me build a house!" Dobran tried to scold Purley as he watched him lie down.

"You know, this is the last resort, if we can't leave, we'll die with the enemy," Pulley said with a proud look as he looked at her.

"That's you, too, you go and die together, I'm just looking for another old man"

"How dare you! What old man is as handsome as me!"

"Come on, you!"

......

Sacrificial Array Mystery Light Killing Curse!

Aotong's eyes froze, there was no time to stop it, he spread his golden wings, and disappeared in an instant, and the rest of the bishops also fled as far away as they could.

Rumble!!!!

The golden light rose directly into the air in the heavy rain, tearing through the dark clouds, and the surrounding mountains were affected by the diffused energy, and collapsed with a bang, Anita, Spring, Albert, Abraham, Holnans, Carol, and Dilez Seven people, none of them succeeded in escaping, and the huge golden light seemed to be a big mouth of a demonic beast, swallowing them in an instant.

Whether it was dead or wounded, it is impossible to estimate.

In the distance, two shadows appeared in the sky, one was a human and the other was an elf, looking at all this in front of him, the huge golden light seemed to be the hero's last tragic song, tragic and grand.

Even the greatest magic dissipated, the sun fell, the clouds returned, and the torrential rain fell from the gray sky, smoothing the scars of the entire mountain range.

Golander sighed: "The old man is good" bowed to the source of the golden light, and Golander turned away.

From this day on, Puley's bounty notice was slowly lifted and disappeared, and the seven bishops who had left together returned one after another, and they were basically seriously injured and could not appear for a long time, and the hastily assigned tasks disappeared again.

The Mothians began to hunt down the people of the former Decchmore, whether they had joined the army or not, as well as the property of the Former Decimor family, and for a time, the bounty was huge.

......

This time, Infit passed several levels under Simbertin's manual disguise.

Tyne's inn was in Lanyingshire, the westernmost city of the Holy Lord's District, and from here they headed north, passing through the Divine Grace District and then the Cranmore District.

The western part of the Cranmore district is bordered by the imperial capital of Buenos and the Grand Judgment District, the northern side is the Harding District, and the western side is the penal area.

The only few mountains are inhabited by the ingenious Dike people, although they live with humans but do not like humans, their magic weapons and magic weapons are second to none, with the enchantment of the Dazan people, basically make a living from it, in the Mingbo Penza Empire, the magic guide embryo and building of the Dike people are also at the top level.

......

Cranmore District, Detshire

The church has its own prison, which is located at the back of the church, and is known as the prisoner of God's disappointed people.

A black-clad Billund walked through the Cranmore Cathedral, and everyone who passed by him would make a heart-to-heart salute to him—the basic etiquette of Cranmo, drawing a circle in his mouth with his right hand and then nodding his forehead to indicate that his heart belonged to the god Cranmore.

Billund ignores them, and he makes his way to prison.

"Billund Divine Waiter" The two guards guarding the prison nodded and said, Billund showed the token: "Open"

The two of them checked the token, and then nodded, and the two Guardian Sword halberds were inserted into the hole of the gate, the guard's hand was released, and the magic characters on the door lit up one by one, and the keyhole drove the disc of the gate to rotate, and the sound of "click" ground mechanism rotation continued, until the disc rotated half a circle and the door opened.

The guard took the Guardian sword halberd and greeted Billund, who walked inside.

The prison of the church is divided into three levels: the first level is for prisoners who affect the reputation of the church and cause damage to the church, the second level is for those who have a significant impact on the church and seriously endanger the reputation of the church, and the third level is for those who are spurned by God, that is, death row prisoners.

The first layer is still a normal criminal, sighing weakly, snorting, moaning, and powerless, just looking forward to getting out of prison; the second layer has already appeared some things that are not human and ghostly, most of them have practiced black magic, basically as long as they are discovered, they will be caught, the second layer of screams has never stopped, and even the screams are various, there are the kind like monsters; the third layer is the silence of death, every prison cell is layer by layer of insurance, many of the people in it are from the dark church, and they have dealt a severe blow to the Kranmoism or the Modal sect, and it is stipulated that the child will be publicly executed。

Billund showed his token directly as he passed the warden, and the warden stood up to salute and let Billund pass by, and he made his way to the third floor.

He walked to a heavy iron door: "Open it"

Click

Several wardens opened several doors and shackles through intricate magical works, and in front of Billund, three more prisons appeared, each containing a person.

Filina, Hitumdar, Kitina

A new chapter is presented, I hope you like it.