This sage has lived for seven hundred years, long past the limit of human lifespan, and his body is supported by the power of that cultivator.

Now the connection between the two has been cut off by 6 Zheng, just like a leaky ball, a kite with a broken string, everything has returned to the real world, and it can no longer be supported.

Vatican, Holy See.

The Pope sat at the conference table in the temple with ten cardinals dressed in bright red vestments.

All the people looked solemn and sad.

Because just yesterday, the Holy See lost the strongest shield, with the sharpest spear.

"Your Majesty, I have transferred all the elite forces distributed throughout the world back to the Vatican in one fell swoop, as you commanded. Leader Grant said.

He is the leader of the cardinals and the second person after His Majesty the Pope, often referred to as the "vice-pope", or "second pope".

The Pope nodded and continued, "How many people are here?"

"Thirty-six gold-armored Templars, fifty linen-clothed ascetics, and eighty-four black-clad chastissmen. These 170 are the most godly servants of the Lord. ”

"They are already the strongest force that the Holy See has at present, and with the Vatican's Great Light Enchantment, they can wield hundreds of times their combat power, even if they are the Sages, they may not be their opponents. ”

Leader Grant said proudly.

Now that the evil gods have slaughtered the venerable Sage, the future of the Vatican is up to us. I will join you in protecting the glory of the Lord!"

The Pope said with a serious expression, then drew a cross on his chest and praised: "The glory of the Lord is with you!"

"The glory of the Lord is with you!"

Ten cardinals also crossed their hands and praised in unison.

Bang Bang Bang ......

Suddenly, there was a loud applause, and in the temple hall, there was a great discord.

"Moved, I was so moved, I didn't expect that your dignified Holy See would fall to such a point today!"

A group of black-robed people appeared strangely in the council hall, and the black-robed man who walked in front lifted his coat and hat, revealing a terrifying face.

On his head, there is not a single hair, not even eyebrows and eyelashes, it is completely bald.

What's even more terrifying is that in a large area around his right eye, the gray-black skull is directly exposed. The bulging right eye, as bright red as blood, slowly turned, scanning the Pope and the ten cardinals.

Boom!Boom......

Ten cardinals in cardinals stood up at the same time, ready for battle, and put on a posture of fighting to the death.

"One-eyed demon Barros, how did you appear in our Holy See's temple? With your evil and filthy body, you should not even be able to enter the Vatican's Great Light Barrier, how did you get in?"

Cardinal Grant asked, shocked.

The black-robed man with a bald head and bloody eyes in front of him is the nineteenth speaker of the Western Dark Council, the one-eyed demon Barros.

As the Dark Speaker, he controls almost all the werewolves, vampires, orcs, and wizards in the world, and was the biggest enemy of the Vatican Holy See before the appearance of 6 Zheng.

Now, this one-eyed demon Barros actually appeared in the heart of the Vatican Holy See, the Temple Chamber, and also brought the twelve members of the Dark Council.

Speaker Barros sneered and said, "You should ask your Pope His Majesty this question, not me. ”

Cardinal Grant looked at the Pope, "Your Majesty, do you mean?"

The Pope nodded and said in a deep voice, "That's right, I put them in." Now that even the Sage has been sacrificed, half of the power we can wield has been reduced. If we don't put aside our prejudices and join forces with the Dark Council, how will we resist the invasion of that evil god?"

Grant's clenched fist just now had to be slowly released.

Although the Vatican Holy See and the Dark Council are two completely opposite forces, in the current situation, they can only choose to join forces with each other to jointly resist the powerful evil god from the East.

"With all the nonsense out of the way, let's start talking about cooperation, Pope Francis!" Barros said the Pope's real name, a name that few people in the world know.

The Pope's face was solemn, and he said in a low tone: "Let's begin, the third Chaos Council in two thousand years!"

Ten cardinals in red and twelve dark councillors in black robes sat at the conference table, cross-legged, light and darkness blended with each other, like chaos.

"No more meetings!"

"Because, you can die now!"

At this moment, a loud voice like thunder resounded throughout the Vatican.

In the sky, the huge palm as black as ink, like the collapse of the sky, like the wrath of the heavenly demon, burst towards the temple.

Bang!

A palm burst and pressed, blasting the Great Light Enchantment of the Holy See into layers of ripples.

The Holy See Temple, which had lasted for 2,000 years, shook violently, as if it was experiencing a magnitude 9 earthquake, the bookshelves toppled over, and the porcelain shattered.

Even the cardinals in red at the conference table, and the black-robed Dark Councillors, were about to lose their seats.

Burst!

The Pope spurted out a mouthful of blood.

His blood turned out to be platinum.

"Prepare to meet the enemy, the Great Light Barrier can only support the evil god's seven attacks at most. The Pope wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a heavy tone.

"What's the matter? Didn't your Holy See boast all day long about how strong your Great Light Barrier was? Can't you hold on for even a day?" said Speaker Barros angrily.

Cardinal Grant stood up and said unceremoniously, "If it weren't for the protection of our Holy See's Great Light Barrier, I'm afraid you, Barros, would be dead by now." ”

"Grant, even you, dare to talk to me like this?, have you forgotten the past when I chased and killed you for a full 3,000 kilometers eighty years ago?" said Speaker Barros in a cold tone.

Swish!

Behind Grant, the nine cardinals stood up, and a huge and holy force gathered around them like an ocean of unfathomable depth.

"What are you going to do to fight me!" said Speaker Barros coldly.

Behind him, twelve dark councillors also stood up, including the werewolf king, the archwizard, the orc chieftain, and several vampire princes.

Their strength, though mottled and chaotic, is superior to that of a single cardinal, far superior to that of any cardinal.

"What's the quarrel? Anyway, they are all people who are going to die, so why fight for you before me?"

There was a little problem in the background, and it was finally fixed. I'm sorry, I'm sorry

(End of chapter)