Chapter 358

The Pope looked up with the Seven Saints.

I saw the clouds of light scattered, revealing their true features.

"People? No, it's not! "

The Pope squinted and identified carefully.

In the light, there are human like monsters.

The reason why they are not human is mainly because their bodies are the same as human beings, but they have no facial features.

The power of the elements surrounds them and condenses easily as they move.

Powerful ten elements scattered from the sky on the land, the whole city smoke rolling.

The face of the great saint Hector also changed.

He was a strong fighter with rich experience in combat and soon saw the key.

"They control the elements several times better than the five elements professionals!" He roared.

"They're like masters of the elements." Said cardinal Kidd.

In the sky, one by one faceless monsters emit different elements of aura.

Every monster can control an element perfectly.

The devil.

The demons of ice hell have assembled and started to attack the city.

The whole holy capital, it's all their goal.

The reason why the cathedral was first attacked was because the church buildings were magnificent and eye-catching, attracting more than a dozen light groups.

"Mobilize all professionals, you all command the battle, quick!" The Pope exclaimed.

The Seven Saints command their men to meet the monsters in the sky.

Almost instantaneously, the battle entered its worst phase.

Demons can manipulate elements perfectly, and their attack power is several times that of ordinary human professionals.

They can fly.

All demons fly in the sky, and ordinary professionals can't attack at all.

All mobile armor has been deployed.

However, the mobile armor of the holy religion is already a mechanical weapon behind the times.

The number of demons is far more than mobile armor.

They fly freely, they attack at will.

The whole Protestant army was in a bitter battle.

In just a few decades of fighting, the demons gradually gained the advantage.

They are approaching the Cathedral of the holy land.

The Pope flew to the sky to fight in person, killing seven or eight demons in one fell swoop.

This scene angered all the demons.

Hundreds of demons gathered and erupted round after round of elemental volley.

The whole cathedral was razed to the ground.

Even the powerful Pope did not dare to face such a terrible attack.

She was alone.

Using the reclusive card, the Pope temporarily avoids the edge.

The fighting continued.

The demons can't find the target, so they release their anger on others who resist.

Time goes by.

After the death of thousands of Protestant troops and the sacrifice of two saints, the Pope still hid in the church's hiding place.

She didn't do it again.

She hid in silence and observed the scene in the sky.

"Demons? This seems to be the existence of the pre era, but they still have the breath of the dead, it seems that they really climbed out of hell She murmured.

Now you can't go to the world of fog island. If you can't keep here, you can only go to the universe or other worlds.

The great saint Hart, covered with blood, ran up to report: "all kinds of means have been used, but they are more and more, and it is extremely difficult for us to kill them."

The Pope looked up into the sky.

The power of the elemental attack of demons is superimposed on each other.

As the number of them increases, hundreds of regiments of elemental energy mix together to form a powerful attack.

Even she could not defeat such an attack.

The church collapsed completely.

The light poured down and fell on the Pope's face through the veil.

She burst into laughter.

These days, she has been wandering on the ocean of remains, holding her breath.

I didn't expect to be forced to such a field after the return.

There is no retreat.

I can't bear it.

"Hart, are you afraid of death?" Asked the Pope.

"I will sacrifice everything for the sake of the church." Hutt road.

"For the church, why not for me?" The Pope was slightly disappointed.

Hurt was stunned and said, "it's the same for you and the church."

The Pope was silent and ordered, "go and find Ivan."

Hutt noticed something and said, "Ivan is a man with no brains. If you have anything, please tell me directly. I am willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of the church."

"No, the next task is not for you. Go and get Ivan. Now."

“…… Yes Hart had to answer.Ivan soon came to the Pope.

"Hutt, you take charge of the war." Said the Pope.

"Yes." Hutt retreats.

Before leaving, he took a worried look at his brother.

"At your command." Ivan kneels on one knee.

The Pope came to him step by step and whispered, "Ivan, you are a friar, your soul is purer than anyone else, so I will give you a weapon."

"Now I ask you, would you like to fight for me?" she asked

"I will!"

Ivan's high voice.

He remembered that the pope had given cardinal Kidd a magic whip.

It's strange that the whip can be emptied with Kidd.

Now, at this critical moment, the Pope is finally giving himself weapons.

Ivan is thinking, suddenly a card appears in front of him.

On the card, is a dark vortex.

In the center of the vortex, a hand stretched out, as if politely seeking a handshake from him.

But when I look at it more, I feel that this hand has a trace of crazy mood.

It's like a drowning man trying to catch anything he can.

"Take it." Religion.

Ivan hesitated for a moment.

A bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

"Take it. It's an order." The Pope urged.

"Yes." Ivan bravely takes the card.

Seeing that he had taken the card, the Pope stepped back.

She looked at Ivan quietly with fear and a trace of sadness: "don't blame me, don't blame me, I have no way out."

Ivan's face was puzzled and said, "Your Holiness..."

Perhaps it was because the other side was about to die, and the Pope rarely said a few more words.

"Yes, with this contract card, I don't know what will happen next, but I don't want to experience endless vagrancy again. You have to understand me."

Listening to this inexplicable words, Ivan is more confused.

He was about to ask a question when he saw that the card in his hand had changed.

A huge hand comes out of the card, grabs him and pulls it in.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

An intermittently tragic howl.

The creepy sound of chewing.

Two kinds of hellish sound overlap, let a person have a kind of imagination: it seems that there is a person, is slowly being eaten.

A moment later, there is a sigh of satisfaction on the card.

"Well With the pure soul purified by painstaking cultivation, it is also a rare delicacy even in the nine layers of purgatory. "

"Issa, I'm satisfied that you have finally signed a contract with me, and you have given me such a delicious contract."

The Pope, or Issa, saluted respectfully and replied, "you are satisfied."

"Now that the contract is established, say what you want." Asked the voice.

"I will hold your flag and in your name I will stop a war." Said Issa.

"Ah, I allow such a simple thing." The voice slouched.

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