Volume Six Overlord of the World Chapter 45 Evil Ghost Priest!
The smoke of gunpowder permeated the entire palace.
Even the old monster as powerful as the Pope, he narrowed his eyes at this time, looking very cautious!
"He should have turned into ashes in this attack, right?" Philippe, the High Priest beads of sweat beads beads on his forehead and asked in a low voice.
Indeed, after feeling Chu Mo's powerful aura, everyone present doubted whether such a powerful pervert could survive the attack.
"It should..." The Pope took a deep breath and said slowly.
Before he could speak, he suddenly heard the sound of tearing in the center of the venue filled with smoke.
"What sound?" the knights murmured in a low voice.
"He... he is indeed a devil, he is not dead yet!" the priests shouted heart-wrenchingly, a little crazy.
"Isn't dead?" The pope's face was pale, his hands and feet were weak, and his lips moved weakly.
Philip's High Priest looked at the thick smoke in fear, and shouted in panic: "Impossible..."
These priests, bishops, and knights who are usually high and respected, now all look dead, panic, and fear are their expressions, their hands and feet are shaking, and their muscles are twitching...
"The element of light is very strong!" A soft voice sounded in the center of the venue filled with smoke.
When I first heard this sound, everyone present felt that the flowers bloomed in spring in March and the ice cracked.
My face, which was originally a little nervous, improved a little after hearing this sound.
However, three people became even more panicked and even more frightened.
Guladen's black sesame eyes rolled quickly, and the fat pig hands kept wiping the endless sweat flowing on his forehead.
Hu Yong stood firm and looked very imposing, but when you looked carefully at the ground under his feet, sweat flowed down his armor and merged into a river...
The Pope's face was even pale, and this pale still had a blue light. Yes, it was ashen and had no blood at all.
"The element of light is really a headache!" A smiley voice sounded from the center of the venue.
The people on the field only felt something was wrong now.
"I hate light!" The cold voice was like an iceberg that never melted for thousands of years, and the wind blew on the back.
Some spiritually endurable pastors have fallen to the ground and foam at their mouths.
"I just ate so much!" After a full blown, my loud voice suddenly rang out with a rough and powerful voice.
The smoke was so thick that it had completely dissipated now.
An ugly face was revealed first.
The face was full of strong men with thick flesh, rough and ugly.
He is tall and strong, and at first glance, he is definitely a warrior.
But this guy, this guy, was so ironic, actually wearing a white priest robe.
Look at the priests on the field and look at this guy again.
"Oh my God..." This world is so crazy!
The savages wear priest robes?
This guy had a big iron stick around his waist. Judging from his rude and full movements and appearance, no one would believe that there would be such a priest on the Gods and Demons Continent.
In the past, the pastors in people's minds were compassionate, humble, gentle, and sunny smiles...
Now, my goodness! Can anyone tell me which one he can get?
"Are you a priest?" The pope's eyes were very sharp, and he asked fiercely at the man as if he was about to stutter.
"Yes! Can't I be a priest?" The strong man was not afraid at all when facing the pope's eyes, but instead smiled honestly and asked.
"Which church are you from? I want to eliminate you..." Before the Pope spoke, the high priest Philip, who had been angry for a long time, waved his hand and pointed at the strong man and cursed.
"Which church is I from? I will tell you today that I am from the church, and I will beat you, a barking dog like you!" Faced with the scolding of Philip's High Priest, the strong man was obviously angry.
He spoke dirty words and cursed back.
‘Old dogs who are barking?’ The high priest Philip has been so angry. It’s been so many years, and it’s been so many years. No one dares to scold him like this?
Instead, the pope looked at the strong man quietly, as if he was thinking about something.
The clergy, knight, swordsman, bishop, and priests were all angry.
If you dare to call Philip the Grand Priest an old dog, then aren’t your subordinates enough puppies?
"Great, kind God! Kill this evil man who blasphemed the gods!" Many elderly priests muttered.
"Get out of here, a group of lackeys pretending to be a ghost!" The strong man didn't care, and rushed towards a crowd with big strides.
His body was huge, and every step he walked, he had three or four more steps than ordinary people. He walked by, and he was like a tank driving at full speed and hitting forward.
The knights and swordsmen were panicked and used their weapons to try to stop him.
But can a tank with full power be easily stopped?
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
ah……
Countless sounds came out of the field, and I looked at the ground again.
Alas! Poor knights and swordsmen, they have long since fallen to the ground with stars on their heads.
And what about the guy who caused the accident?
He was grinning and looked at the priests in white robes with an ugly smile.
In his eyes, a group of priests were already a little Aries who had no way out.
"I'm here..." He smiled. In the eyes of the pastors, this smile was simply a devil's smile, which made people frightened all over when they saw it!
ps: I have to say that it was already very late to write this chapter, at 12 o'clock in the evening, but as I wrote it, I felt particularly good.
Sometimes this is true when writing novels. Xiaohan hasn’t carefully described the characters in the Dark Night Mercenary Group for a long time. Today I started writing, which is very exciting!
There are actually not many characters with distinctive personalities in the book "Evil Emperor", and only one of the barbarian priests Hans.
Okay, I stopped talking nonsense and continued to write; the subsequent outlines of the recent period have been written, so Xiaohan can only write desperately so that he can finish writing the Evil Emperor and start a new book.