The pope was mixed in the crowd, and he could not recognize his identity. He could not stand the wet and stuffy environment. He also came to the deck because of his depression, so he came to the deck to let the bone-breathing sea breeze make him more awake. Four cardinals served him behind him.
Miao Landuo also came up with the help of the two people, standing a few meters behind the Pope. His injuries had basically recovered, but his body was still a little weak. In this battle, no one shot or another was shot, but they were defeated. Everyone was depressed and tortured by deep shame, and had nothing to say for a moment.
The pope looked up and saw that the effect of the blood moon faded away. The moon returned to its original color, but the light dimmed a lot. The pope shook his head, "That boy Lin Chen, it seems that he didn't lie to us. The queen of the blood clan even activated the blood moon. This time he really came for the death." After saying that, he sighed.
Miao Landuo couldn't hear the name Lin Chen now. When he heard this name, the holy power in his body would be angry and lose control. So he changed the subject and asked, "Your Majesty, what is Blood Moon?"
The Pope is also annoyed now and doesn't want to answer so many times, but since his son asked, he explained, "Blood Moon is a powerful force that only the blood clan of the Blood Emperor level possesses. It can greatly strengthen the magic of the moonlight and transform it into the power of the origin of the blood clan. The blood clan under the blood clan will be greatly improved. This phenomenon only occurred in the medieval war of gods and demons. It was not until the blood clan queen was sealed and disappeared from then on."
Murantor said casually. The pope suddenly asked, "Murantor, did you use all your strength to the Queen of the Vampire last time in Paris?"
Miao Landuo nodded. How could he hold back against the evil demon? He replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."
The Pope sighed when he heard this, "It seems that even without Lin Chen's intervention in this battle, we will definitely lose no matter what."
Miao Landuo was stunned for a moment, then reacted, his face changed. It turned out that he had done his best at that time, but the queen's strength was still retained. If the queen had used Blood Moon at that time, then he...
The Pope comforted him, "Don't be discouraged. After all, you have only been integrated with these two magical artifacts for less than half a month. It is already very good to be able to reach this level. With time, your strength will improve a lot. Humph, thank you Lin Chen, and you have given us a chance to cultivate and rest..."
Before the pope finished laughing, he suddenly turned his head and turned to the side. His face changed, and he spread his hands quickly opened a magnificent wall of holy light, surrounding the entire hull.
In the thick fog of black and dust, two missiles with red tail flames spewed over a red tail flame, flew forward and backward against the sea, at a speed of nearly half a kilometer per second. The electronic navigation system inside the warhead accurately locked the two ships five hundred meters ahead.
With a loud bang, a missile hit the holy light wall outside one of the ships. A huge fireball with a diameter of dozens of meters rose into the air. Half of the layers of flames were bounced back and spread on the sea surface. The bounce wave that was turned back threw a large amount of sea water into the air, causing huge waves.
At the same time, the Pope squirted out blood. He supported him until the aftermath of the explosion dissipated, and then took two steps back and fell to the ground with his back.
Immediately afterwards, the entire ship was swallowed by the explosion that was more than ten meters high. Miao Landuo rushed forward with a quick step, hugged the pope in his arms, and grabbed the railing with one hand.
After the big wave, the cargo ship was revealed, and then it was thrown seven or eight meters into the air by the next wave, and it hit back to the sea. Fortunately, the giant ship with a 5,000-tonnage was still stable under such shocking waves, but the direction was a little out of control.
Miao Landuo grabbed the railings to the death and shouted loudly, "Father, Father!" At this time, the rain of fire fell one after another, and countless burning parts and wreckage filled the entire sea area. The freighter behind the side had disappeared, and only a pile of raging fires were left on the sea.
Murantord opened his eyes tightly and was stunned. The Pope stood up from the deck with support, but he soon fell to the ground after a violent bump.
When Miao Landuo turned around, the four cardinals had been rolled up by the waves. He roared wildly, gritted his teeth and carried the pope on his back. The pope spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted loudly, "Let me down!"
A cruise missile that was powerful enough to destroy half a city, even the Pope could not bear it. At this time, both of them looked at the sea in horror, and something was approaching quickly!
Just before Murantou could react, the Pope suddenly grabbed Murantou's vest and threw him into the sky. The Pope's last remaining power turned into a holy light, wrapping Murantou and flying into the air. Murantou opened his eyes blankly, looked at his father who was getting farther and farther away on the deck, and finally raised his head and smiled at him. This was the most kind smile of his father in Murantou's life.
Then, a missile hit the freighter, and the Pope's figure and the hull were engulfed by the flames that soared into the sky.
Miao Landuo's tears flowed down, and the strong air flow generated by the explosion spread over. He was swept by the strong wind, thrown out hundreds of meters like a broken kite, and then fell into the dark sea like a dead bird.
A few kilometers away, a yacht and a small private cargo ship, Ducho and Lakuyt, with a big bearded face and wrapped in an Arab turban, stood on the bow and applauded gently.
"It's so exciting. Only Mr. Lin can bring us such a gorgeous performance." Du Qiao waved to Zhong Guoxiu on the fishing boat more than ten meters away, and smiled, "Please thank Mr. Lin for letting me watch such a moving visual feast. In addition, please tell our entire family about his greetings to Mr. Lin."
Rakuyt put his hands on his hips and laughed, "I can do this kid Lin. The great Allah is here. If we had people like Lin join the jihadist organization, the Americans would have surrendered to us long ago and told the kid for me that if he is interested in developing in the Middle East, my Balza family will welcome him at any time!"
Zhong Guoxiu performed a gentlemanly ceremony to each of them, watching the two ships slowly turn around and leave in different directions. This is on the high seas. There is no need to worry about the coast guards of any country coming to cause trouble for them. Everyone can swagger home, and the warm bed is waiting for them.