The Vatican, normally, is closed to the public on Sundays when St. Petersburg Cathedral is closed.

One Sunday evening, in the light of the setting sun, outside the old St. Petersburg Cathedral, a visitor arrived.

He was dressed in a black trench coat, wearing long leather boots, his hair was slightly messy, he slowly raised his head, his pale face had a hint of laziness, and he squinted at St. Petersburg Cathedral in the sunset, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of evil arc.

In the sound of slightly hurried footsteps, a number of people suddenly stepped out of the St. Petersburg Cathedral, including cardinals in red robes, priests and nuns in black robes.

They lined up on either side, standing respectfully, and then an old white man in a rich white robe and wearing a cross laurel wreath came out last.

The white old man with a white face and a very beautiful white beard makes it easy to think of Santa Claus. His face was plain, his bearing was majestic, his eyes were deep and bright, and he was holding a crystal ball with a faint flow of golden light like a transparent face, and the moment he appeared, he couldn't help but look at the lazy man in the black trench coat with some sharp eyes.

"Your Majesty Pope Nicotine II, fortunately, my name is Mo Huai, you must have heard of my name," the sloppy man in the black trench coat who bowed slightly to the old white man and gave a standard aristocratic salute, and the evil smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be even stronger.

The Pope's face was serious, and he looked at Mo Huai and said in a cold tone: "You shouldn't come here! The holy land of the Lord is not allowed to be trampled on by the devil!"

"Huh.. Lao Tzu will step on it today, what can you do to me?" Mo Huai, who chuckled, slowly straightened up, and his lazy face showed a slightly crazy and wanton look.

The grim-faced Pope did not speak, but with a dense sound of footsteps, a guard in white armor appeared.

Glancing at the guards that surrounded him, Mo Huai couldn't help but sneer: "Papal Guard? Nicotine, do you think they will be my opponents?"

"Take it!" As the Pope gave the order, the respectful and neat guards immediately surrounded and killed them with unified silver-white knights' spears or swords.

Seeing this, the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold arc of Mo Huai, and as if he slowly spread his hands, a thick dark red flame suddenly emanated from his body, and a terrifying evil fiery aura instantly spread, making his surroundings turn into a sea of fire.

Yes.. A terrible scream sounded, and the members of the Papal Guard closest to Mo Huai had not yet launched an attack, accompanied by dark red flames swept away, first the weapons in their hands were on fire, and the flames spread along the weapons to them, and there was a hot burning sensation from the weapons, and then there was a burning pain all over their bodies.

Although the armor on their bodies exuded a white halo, the light quickly dimmed under the scorching dark red flames.

Amid the screams, some members of the Papal Guard were already rolling on the ground, and the smell of burnt flesh could be faintly smelled.

"Hellfire, you have indeed obtained the Devil's inheritance," the Pope said in a low tone with his eyes shrunken when he saw this.

Bathed in flames, Mo Huai, whose figure was slightly blurred, laughed wantonly: "What if you get the inheritance of the devil? If you know each other, hand over the inheritance, otherwise Lao Tzu will destroy your Holy See. ”

"Heretic, here's not a place where you can be presumptuous!" Just when the Pope's face had become a little ugly, in a low and hoarse shout, four figures fell from the sky and fell around Mo Huai, and the dazzling white light lit up, forming four walls, blocking the hell fire released by Mo Huai.

Through the translucent wall of white light, Mo Huai saw the four slightly blurred golden figures, all of them were wearing dazzling golden armor from the ancient Roman era, and their bodies exuded a rich holy light, and their aura was far from comparable to those ordinary members of the guards.

"There are four guardian paladins of the Holy See! The Holy See is worthy of being the most influential force in the West, and it really has a profound background!" Mo Huai, who sneered, the hellfire around him suddenly became violent, and almost instantly, the four walls of holy light collapsed.

Almost at the moment when the wall of holy light collapsed, and the four Holy See guardian knights staggered back, Mo Huai, who had a phantomous figure, had already come to one of the Holy See guardian knights holding the Holy See Sword of Holy Light like a ghost, and a black dagger that appeared in his hand at some point had already blocked the sword of holy light in his hand, and was slightly offset by the rebound of the sword of holy light, but it still stabbed into the side of the chest of the Holy See guardian knight.

Yes.. The Holy See Guardian Knight, who screamed in pain, pulled out a black dagger with Mo Huai's lightning, and in the blood splashed, he fell to the ground directly with serious injuries in embarrassment.

Almost at the same time, the other three Holy See Guardian Knights who reacted were already roaring angrily and slaughtered Mo Huai together.

Mo Huai, who also greeted him like crazy, as two knights' spears and a war sword pierced into his body, the three guardian knights of the Holy See were shocked to find that they didn't seem to have stabbed anything, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer and joke Mo Huai, as if his figure had collapsed and disappeared.

"Not good!" Before the three Holy See Guardian Knights who realized that something was wrong had time to react, a Mo Huai wearing a black trench coat had already appeared behind them, and three black daggers pierced the hearts of the three Holy See Guardian Knights almost at the same time.

They were all stiff, their eyes widened, their faces full of doubts and unwillingness, and then they fell to the ground weakly.

And the three Mo Huai also melted into the only one in an instant, and he showed a devilish smile to the last guardian knight of the Holy See who was still awake and staring at him after being seriously injured.

"Huh?" And at this moment, Mo Huai suddenly felt something, and couldn't help but suddenly look up at the Pope at the door of the church.

I saw the Pope, who was standing there with his body straight, as if he was chanting words, and the transparent crystal ball in his hand was already golden at the moment.

"Lord, come to your glory and destroy this devil!" the Pope, who said in a low voice, suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Mo Huai, and suddenly a dazzling golden light shot out from the golden crystal ball, heading towards Mo Huai.

"Devil?" The corners of his mouth hooked up a sneering arc of Mo Huai, and almost instantly a dazzling white light lit up behind him, and in the white light, there were two snow-white huge wings stretched out, and his wings shook, and he had already taken Mo Huai into the air: "I forgot to tell you, I'm still an angel!"

However, as if it could be tracked, the golden light also turned into an arc and continued to shoot towards him in mid-air.

"Oh, the cake seller!" a nun saw the angel wings behind Mo Huai, and suddenly couldn't help but exclaim with her jade hand covering her mouth.

Facing the rapidly approaching golden light, Mo Huai, whose eyes were fixed, couldn't help but put his hands forward and shouted: "Sword of Light and Darkness!"

Airplanes.. From between Mo Huai's palms, a dazzling black and white light fused into one, turning into a black and white energy lightsaber, blocking the golden light, and at the same time, with the golden light dispersing, the same light dimmed a lot of black and white lightsaber, but it was still as fast as a laser towards the Pope's lightning.

"No.." The pope, who was staring and exclaiming, looked down at a narrow blood hole in his chest in disbelief the next moment, and then with a crisp sound, the crystal ball in his hand that had dimmed also fell to the ground and rolled down the steps.

At the same time that the Pope's body shook and fell backwards weakly, Mo Huai, who stretched out his angel wings and fell from mid-air, also leaned over to pick up the crystal ball, squinting at the crystal ball with blazing eyes.