The shrunken golem was perfectly hidden in Lane's cloak. Under the cover of the mysterious businessman's cloak and props, the Pope did not discover the incarnation of the golem in Lane's cloak, nor did he find the Baroque body hiding in the cracked underground.

The fluctuations in space were like water waves gently pushing away the light. Ryan used magic to leave the light barrier. The distance was no longer a stable triangle, but closer to where Asmoro was.

"It is said that the mysterious businessman only loves gold coins and can conduct friendly transactions with everyone, but it doesn't seem entirely credible."

The pope's incarnate finger fell on the code of law, and the mountain of gold coins turned into light and disappeared.

The Holy Light destroyed the storm caused by the power of the law. The Pope's incarnation looked up at Ryan who was walking slowly in the air. His voice was no longer perfectly gentle, but he was helpless and distressed. "The light has no intention of invading the void. I don't want to be with him."

You become the enemy."

At least he really doesn't want to be an enemy of the void now.

The Pope does not need to care about gods, and the Void does not need to be afraid of divine power.

"Fate means that you and I can never be friendly. I prefer to make deals with friends."

Ryan held the staff in his hand, looked at the Pope's incarnation indifferently under his hood, and used his mental power to take out the Moon Stone, Moon Branch and Night Flower.

Just because there is no thought of invasion now, does not mean that there will not be any in the future.

Ryan didn't know the true purpose of the Pope, but the light was eroded by darkness and power... Coupled with the fact that the Pope's character was too hypocritical, and he recognized his own hypocrisy, Ryan never thought of trusting any of the Pope's words.

The mental power transformed into hands crushed the moon stone, and then a dark night appeared in the blazing light, and a cool breeze ushered in.

Ryan placed the broken moon stone on the ground and inserted a moon branch in the middle.

The power of the moonlight nourishes the ice-silver branches, and the shadow of the Moon Tree, which is the same color as the moon, grows to dozens of meters in an instant, like real branches and leaves swaying with light ice.

The power of the night and moonlight is cold and cold, shining on the tauren without any pain caused by the holy light.

The phantom of the Moon Tree continues to release the bright moonlight, and a crescent moon appears silently in the dark night.

The moonlight drives away the sunlight, Ryan puts down the hand holding the staff, and the power of the starry sky surrounding the tip of the staff blooms with the flower of the night. The clean moonlight purifies the darkness hidden in the light, and the flower of the night stretches its petals on the moon branch, with dark purple pollen.

When it falls, it transforms into a night butterfly, nourishing the souls called by Asmara and the Minotaur.

Purified by the light of the moon, Asmara and the Minotaur were immediately relieved from the discomfort caused by the holy light.

Asmoro pressed down the totem in his hand, and when the tauren was about to continue praying, the pretended helplessness in the pope's eyes disappeared, and he turned the pages of the book indifferently, "The holy light is the origin, and the night and the moon cannot suppress the darkness."

The Holy Light has just suppressed faith, preventing the tauren from continuing to provide power to the false gods.

With the blessing of the Angel of Light, the Knight of Light is about to defeat the barrier of the false god and take away the soul. The Pope does not allow others to hinder his plan, even the mysterious businessman from the void.

The sun in the sky becomes hotter due to magic and prophecy, forcing back and suppressing the dark night where the branches of the moon condense.

Ryan is not a real moonlight elf. He cannot use the magic of moonlight to punish the pope's explosive power. Moreover, what he takes out at this moment is not the most precious treasure of the real elves.

The holy sun forced the night and moon to retreat, and the melody of angel blessings on the other side became more passionate in the gorgeous holy light.

The pope's body raised his scepter, and the twenty-four knights followed his guidance and attacked more frequently.

The fists of the false god contain the power of the law of destruction, but the light is too hazy and illusory. The pope's control of light surpasses that of the false god, and the false god's faith is weakened by the backlash at this moment.

The Knight of Light will be reborn immediately after being defeated, and the appearance of the false god's incarnation is full of scars. It would be a waste to repair it with divine power, so he ignores the pain and stares at the Pope's body behind the knight.

If you want to defeat the Pope, you must first divert his army of light and block the space to capture the Pope's body. So the incarnation of the false god covered the chest of the broken soul and used the law of divine control to create two powerful phantoms of the beast king.

The beast king created by the law shared divine power with the false god. They raised their heads and roared towards the sky, and multiple giant teleportation arrays appeared at the same time.

Thunder giant rhinoceros, howl of the wind and even the storm snake dragon... Under the crazy consumption of the pseudo-god's divine power, hundreds of powerful adult monsters of different sizes appeared due to the summons of the beast king, raising their heads and spouting roars and various magics with different attributes.

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The Beast King also transformed into a powerful monster, and under the control of the false god, launched the most powerful attack on the twenty-four Knights of Light.

At the same time, the incarnation of the false god hid in the group of monsters, approaching the Pope's body who was protected by the knights in a concealed and extremely fast manner.

"The beast king is condensed with divine power and laws, but the summoned monster is not a holy beast that exists like a god."

The pope spoke softly with cold eyes, ignoring the oppressive feeling emanating from the group of monsters, and slightly raised the scepter in his hand.

The twelve angels with wings on their backs were fearless from the attack of the monsters. Their fingertips plucked the strings at the same time, and the passionate sound of the piano was melodious and melodious. The holy light falling from the sky turned into a solid light barrier, blocking the bodies of the knights and the pope.

Attack everything.

Fire, frost, thunder and other elemental magics merged in the strong wind, causing extremely terrifying and dangerous explosions.

Although the shield condensed by the angels is strong, it still cannot block the multiple fusion magics.

The giant beast covered with sharp horns stepped heavily on the ground, and the violent shaking finally shattered the light barrier.

The magical beast summoned with divine power can actually explode with stronger power than he expected. The Pope shares the light of self-control, allowing the angel's power to increase.

The knights holding the spears of light landed from the air. The moment their feet touched the ground, the holy light easily calmed the vibrations of the earth.

After the twelve angels gained the increase in the power of light, the wings on their backs split from two wings to four, and their eyebrows became more sacred.

The holy light condensed the shield again, and the angel easily blocked all the magic of the monsters this time.

The incarnation of the false god passed through the group of monsters, and the sharp claws containing the law of power tore the light-condensed barrier apart again.

Accompanied by magical attacks of various different attributes by the Warcraft, the hidden incarnation of the false god shuttled like the wind, tearing apart the space, violently tearing apart the twenty-four knights one after another, bursting out with divine power and arriving in front of the Pope's body at the fastest speed, bleeding.

His fingers tightly grasped the Pope's neck, and he used rules and regulations to seal the space around the Pope. When he lowered his head, his angry eyes were filled with joy for a moment.

The space is blocked by divine power and laws, and the pope's body and the incarnation of the false god cannot escape easily within the blocked space.

The pope's body has been grasped in his hand, and the flesh of his neck can be cut with just a touch of his fingertips.

The Knight of Light and the Holy Light Barrier were shattered together, and all the Angels of Light stopped moving at the same time.

The demonic beast controlled by the false god took the opportunity to spit out its breath, without giving the angel a chance to condense the barrier again, and swallowed the angel incarnated in light at the same time.

In the surrounding greedy people who had devoured the flesh and blood of gods, they looked in panic at the sudden burst of power from the false gods. The magical beasts controlled by the divine power merged again to release stronger large-scale magic, leaving no trace behind in the earth-shaking magic wave.

The holy light fled, but the skylight remained scorching.

The night and the moon were still suppressed by the holy light. The incarnation of the Pope held the code with a calm expression, without any expression of worry about being caught.

Ryan looked at the incarnation of the false god who was imprisoned in time and space, frowned slightly under his hood, and quickly maintained communication with Baroque through the props.

With the blessing of divine power and the magical tide that broke out from the monsters, the Pope's guardians of light were simultaneously destroyed.

"The majesty of the gods cannot be trampled upon -"

The incarnation of the false god was focused on the Pope's body and did not notice the expression of the Pope's incarnation at this moment.

"Anyone who disrespects God will be punished by God."

The words of God are like the mighty thunder of heaven, shattering the madness and darkness of the soul and restoring calmness to reason.

The incarnation of the false god lowered his head with pleasure in his eyes, his arm muscles covered in scars and bloodstains bulged hard, and his sharp fingertips felt the fragility of the pope's neck that could easily be broken. His violence and the suppressed anger just now have not disappeared.

When the Thunder of Judgment condensed again, the mask on the false god's face cracked. He grabbed the Pope's neck with one hand and lifted him up, preparing to taunt him happily. The Pope's face relaxed and relaxed, and his holy eyes were filled with laughter.

Also full of joy.

Even though he was caught off the ground with one hand, due to the magic of the Holy Light, the Pope could still breathe at this moment. His eyes looked directly into the eyes of the false god, and he opened his thin lips and said first: "Thank you for the gift of light, thank you

The fate of being caught by me."

Sensing something was wrong, the false god immediately stopped condensing the Thunder of Judgment the moment the Pope spoke, and tightened his claws on the Pope's neck, no longer entangled in the judgment of divine punishment, intending to directly crush his body.

However, when the sharp claw tip just pierced the flesh of the Pope's neck and came into contact with the blood, before the false god could continue to break the pope's neck, the false god realized that he could no longer control his body.

At the same time, where the Pope's incarnation was, amidst his pursed lips and silent prophecies, the codex in the hands of the Pope's incarnation was evenly separated in the middle, and the heat was like the radiance of the real sun coming down, swallowing up the night and the illusory moon.

The sky was as clear as day, without any cover, and the golden sunlight intertwined into lines, binding each tauren like shackles.

Because Ryan was nearby and had helped Asmoro just now, the Pope didn't know the deal between Michel and this group of tauren.

To avoid causing unnecessary trouble and attracting the will of the void to come again, the shackles of holy light only restrained the faith of the tauren and prevented them from offering their power to the false gods. It did not cause any harm to Ryan and the tauren.

Ryan kept holding the staff and made no move to let the Pope guess his thoughts.

Not only is it light, the Pope is also proficient in faith.

When the power of faith is blocked by light, the false gods can no longer receive power from the tauren.

And since it is not the true body, the incarnation's divine power is restored faster than it is lost at this moment.

The magic tide breaks, the beast king condensed by divine power dissipates, the monsters return to their original place, and the light is reorganized.

Even if the release of divine power has been stopped, the false god still cannot freely control his body and cannot do anything to harm the pope.

The angels and knights of the Holy Light reunited. They held holy spears and harps, flapped their white wings and flew behind the Pope, silently deterring all humans and aliens who were ready to get close.

But even without angels and knights, the surrounding aliens and humans did not dare to take too many actions at this moment. The beast king summoned by the pseudo-god just now through divine power...those powerful monsters were no longer their match.

What's more, at this moment, the Pope, who was clearly captured by the false god but had clearly won, made them more truly afraid than the false god.

What's more, the papal scepter and legal code have not yet been merged.

Only those who have closer communication with the Temple of Light know that the scepter, divine crown and code of light that symbolize the core power of the temple, when the three are integrated, the pope of the temple can also control the more sacred light.

The consumed divine power cannot be restored, not just faith.

The false god lowered his head and looked at his chest. At the place where his chest had been cut open by the holy sword, the holy light that had not been completely stripped condensed into a golden bud, and the flower of holy light, the same color as the sun, was about to bloom.

It's not just a bouquet containing the power of holy light. The golden vines are like magic lines, spreading like blood vessels around the wound on the chest. The darkness hidden in the light paralyzes the false god's will, restrains the false god's actions, and secretly absorbs his energy.

Life and divine blood restore strength to the Pope.
To be continued...