As the leader of the regiment, Philip took the lead in the charge, and the knight's sword in his hand cut through the sky, making a harsh and high-pitched whistle.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
The hundreds of Templar knights behind him also activated their bright fighting spirit. The sacred and dazzling light illuminated the entire Papal Palace, and the vast and majestic power leaked out, making the air boil.
Such a magnificent formation is really astonishing. If ordinary people saw it, they would be scared to the point of weakness.
But Ye Fan still stood there, with his hands behind his back, his eyes scanning the audience, and said calmly:
"I have entered the realm of golden elixir. I am the only one in heaven and on earth. Even the real gods cannot suppress me, let alone you?"
"Kneel down!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan suddenly burst out with a domineering and unparalleled aura, like a god coming out of an epic, descending to the mortal world, and making all people surrender with just a few gestures.
"boom!"
An invisible force spread in all directions with Ye Fan as the center.
The next moment, all the members of the Knights Templar, including Captain Philip, seemed to have been drained of all their strength, and their golden fighting spirit was instantly extinguished.
They only felt an unprecedented force pressing hard on their bodies, causing pain in every inch of skin, every muscle, and every bone.
"Plop! Plop! Plop..."
The sound of people kneeling on the ground rang out one after another and could not be heard without stopping.
Within a few breaths, all those proud Templar knights fell to their knees, their knees seemed to be welded to the ground, unable to move no matter how hard they struggled.
Even Philip is no exception!
You know, Philip is the leader of the Knights Templar, with superior strength and extraordinary status. Even if he meets the Pope, he only needs to bow.
In this world, only the supreme Father God can make him kneel down and worship!
But now, even with his strength, he cannot resist Ye Fan's power, and can only become a humble ant, worshiping him.
For a time, only Ye Fan was still standing in the Pope's Palace!
…
"Oh my God! What the hell is going on?"
"Even if His Majesty the Pope's great prophecy is to be activated, a lot of preparations must be made in advance. This kid made us all kneel down when he opened his mouth!"
"I'm afraid only the omnipotent Father God can achieve such magical powers, right?"
The audience was filled with exclamations, and an uproar arose in the hearts of all the Templars.
Shocking!
Unprecedented shock!
It's hard to describe in words how they feel at this moment.
Looking from a distance, Ye Fan stood in front. Although his appearance had not changed at all, the aura on his body had undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before, as if he had transformed into a supreme god.
The sense of oppression that Ye Fan brought to them was simply stronger than facing the icon of Christ, making them tremble in the depths of their souls and instinctively want to worship.
It is really amazing that a mortal body can possess the majesty of a god.
If the believers outside see countless Templar Knights surrendering to an oriental boy, the faith of those believers may collapse.
At this moment, Captain Philip was no longer as arrogant as before, his face was full of panic, and his vest was soaked with cold sweat.
Because he realized that he and his other companions were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, unable to fight back and could only be slaughtered.
"boom!"
At this moment, a sacred and majestic aura suddenly burst out from the depths of the Papal Palace, like the source of light. The boiling power of light was wider than the sky and vaster than the ocean.
Immediately afterwards, a voice seemed to descend from heaven:
“God said, Let there be light, and there was light!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a pure white light spread out, endlessly and endlessly.
Bathed in the white light, many Templar knights seemed to have taken a big tonic, their dejection was gone, and they were full of energy. They broke free from Ye Fan's shackles and got up from the ground.
However, they did not continue to attack Ye Fan, but retreated a dozen steps, as if facing a formidable enemy, they were extremely fearful.
…
"Kick! Kick! Kick!"
A sound of footsteps came from the Papal Palace, and a group of people walked out.
The leader is an old man in white robes, wearing a platinum crown and holding a golden scepter. The scepter is inlaid with a huge gem, as if all the glory in the world is blessed with it.
Behind him, there were eight red-clothed archbishops, holding sacred scriptures in their hands, with solemn expressions, which invisibly revealed an extremely powerful aura.
Seeing the appearance of this group of people, Captain Philip and the other Templar Knights knelt down on one knee and said in unison:
"Join His Majesty the Pope!"
There is no doubt that the old man in white robe is the master of the Holy See, the spiritual leader of more than two billion believers, and one of the most powerful figures in the world.
"Stab it!"
Ye Fan's eyes were like lightning, looking straight at him.
The pope's face was covered with dense wrinkles, and his eyes were half-open and half-closed. No one knew his true age, but he must have been over a hundred years old.
Even though he is old, his body contains a majestic aura of light that is almost overflowing and is so powerful that it is terrifying.
Before that, Ye Fan had also met religious leaders, such as the chief priest of Japanese Shintoism.
However, there are only a few million Shinto believers in Japan, while there are two billion believers in the Holy See. The difference in the power of faith that the two sides can obtain is hundreds of times.
Therefore, although the great priest was king and hegemon in the Japanese country, he could not even carry the Pope's shoes.
While Ye Fan looked at the Pope, the Pope also stared at Ye Fan.
Suddenly, the Pope said: "Why are young men from the East running rampant in the Papal Palace? Don't they know etiquette?"
Although the Pope's voice is silent, it contains unparalleled majesty and is irresistible.
However, Ye Fan was unmoved, held his head high, and said proudly: "I have stated my intention before, but these Templar knights fight whenever they disagree, so I can't just sit back and wait for death, right? Of course, I don't really
Take action, otherwise, they would have turned into corpses long ago, and no one would be able to survive!"
Upon hearing these words, the Templar knights' faces turned red, as if they were greatly humiliated, but they were speechless.
Because they had to admit that Ye Fan's strength was so powerful that it could even be described as "incredible". Just one sentence made them unable to move.
If Ye Fan wanted to kill them, it would be easy.
At this time, Ye Fan spoke again: "Pope, for some reason, I want to borrow the Holy Grail! All these spiritual weapons can be exchanged. If you have other requests, just ask!"
The Pope glanced at the spiritual weapons, raised his eyebrows, and had an unprecedented look of surprise on his face.
Although he did not recognize the Chinese spiritual weapons, he could feel the existence of the weapon spirits from them.
The magic weapon that breeds the spirit of the weapon, no matter where it is, is a rare treasure that cannot be measured by money.
If these spiritual weapons can be obtained, the strength of the Holy See will definitely reach a higher level, and it can even march into Europe in a large scale and wipe out its old enemy the Dark Parliament.
At that time, the whole world will praise his achievements.
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"It's not impossible to lend you the Holy Grail! But -"
The Pope changed the topic and continued in a protracted tone: "After you get the Holy Grail, you must stay in the Papal Palace forever and ever, and you must not leave even half a step!"
Hearing this, Ye Fan pondered for a moment, raised his eyes half-closed, and sneered: "Huh! I sincerely want to exchange the Holy Grail, but you have a good plan and play word games with me? Let me stay forever.
In the Papal Palace, isn’t this going to imprison me?”
"Imprisonment? That's not the case!" The Pope shook his head and said: "Our Holy See is by no means an unreasonable place! If you retreat immediately, I will not care about the offense just now, but these spiritual weapons must be kept as a
apologize!"
The Pope's voice revealed extreme domineering, giving no chance for rejection.
"Hahaha……"
When Ye Fan heard this, he laughed angrily and said: "I really didn't expect that the Pope of the Holy Holy See, the spiritual leader of hundreds of millions of believers, would be a greedy person who is unjust and unjust! I originally wanted to borrow the Holy Grail, but I still have some in my heart.
Feeling guilty, but since you betrayed me first, I won’t be polite to you anymore!”