While the three of them were talking, the four ball lightning left by Raymond had been almost completely eliminated by the demonic energy.
The energy it left in my body before its consciousness dissipated was very pure and very strong, but the amount was really not that great. Even if it were all used, it wouldn't be able to suppress even one of the lightning bolts.
The only good thing is that the nature of this energy is quite mild. There is no rejection when it is mixed with the spiritual energy in my body. This means that I can completely mix it in when I cast a spell and use its properties.
to break through the defenses of the four elders.
But the question is, what magic can I use to hurt them?
"Alright Albert, we are facing a formidable enemy, put aside the doubts in your mind for now."
In the Pope's gloomy eyes, the blond man withdrew his hand from the top of his head: "I have consumed a lot of my energy just now to save your people, so I want to ask, if it weren't for me, what would this city be like?"
How long can you maintain the twenty-four-winged statue of Aphrosta?"
"It doesn't take much energy to maintain it."
Albert also temporarily put aside his displeasure and replied in a deep voice: "But the energy required to control the statue against the enemy is simply astronomical. If it is not replenished, with the cooperation of these four people, I can last for up to five years."
minute."
"Five minutes..."
Mikhail, controlled by the blond man, squinted his eyes and nodded: "Within five minutes, can your men break through the blockade of those guys outside?"
Albert's answer was particularly straightforward: "It's unlikely. Although I don't know the identities of these guys, the abilities they possess are beyond my understanding."
"Yes, so we have to think of a way to escape from here."
The blond man didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd. He seemed to be guiding Albert: "If I remember correctly, before the Lord left this world, he seemed to have left a book called 'Sunset Ceremony' to the Holy See.
Books, which record many spells of ancient angels.
This book was originally reserved for the entire church to study, but then the church was divided into three, and since then the book has been controlled by the Holy See. As the pope, you should know about this, right?"
The more the blond man spoke, the deeper Albert frowned.
Later, Albert looked at the blond man with those sharp eyes and asked: "Who are you?
This is a top secret of the Holy See. No one knows about the existence of the ‘Sunset Ceremony’ except the previous popes. Why do you know about it?”
"It's not important."
The blond man chuckled: "The important thing is that you have also seen the abilities of these guys. If you continue to hide them and don't want to use the Sunset Festival, then not only you, but also your followers and subordinates will die today, and absolutely no one will be spared."
.”
Albert was still prevaricating: "Did I say that I had experienced the Sunset Ceremony?"
The blond man replied calmly: "It doesn't matter, I'm just stating the stakes to you. As for whether it will be used, whether it will be used or not, these have nothing to do with me. It depends on whether you want to survive or not."
I was confused by the conversation between these two.
I don’t quite understand what Albert is thinking. Since the secret has been revealed by the blond man, what’s the point of hiding it? Why wait when you have such a powerful spell?
But the blond man soon answered my question: "The Sunset Ceremony is a book I once left to the church. The exercises recorded in it are specially used for demons from outside the territory. The remnants of these demons have not been cleared away thousands of years ago.
I know they will definitely come back again, so I have been prepared for this day."
"Then you are quite foresighted."
Ignoring my compliment, the blond man continued to explain: "The reason why Albert doesn't want to use it is because the skills recorded in the Sunset Ceremony are too powerful, so powerful that they far exceed its capabilities.
If he were the Pope a thousand years ago, when the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was not so thin, using the Sunset Ceremony would be nothing more than being weak for a while and lying in bed for a few days. But for Albert, using those techniques now is simply
It's going to cost him his life."
"So do you think he will use it?"
"Then it depends on whether the pope is bloody or not."
When the blond man communicated with me consciously, his eyes kept glancing at Albert: "He is going to die anyway, let's see if he wants to give it a try or go to destruction in silence.
But as the Pope, if Albert doesn’t even have this bit of blood, then there is no need for the Holy See to continue to exist.”
I'm becoming more and more curious about this old man's identity.
I just wonder which god his true form is? Is it the legendary Jehovah or the Virgin Mary who left Jesus behind?
If it were the latter, it would be so exciting.
"It's a bit interesting. The Wu clan is indeed a bit interesting."
A burst of clapping came to my ears, followed by Yu Qiu's sarcastic ridicule: "The ghosts and gods you summon can have such powerful power. Boy, I have begun to look at you with admiration."
"Don't be so naked. I have a knife here. Do you want to lend it to you for a shave?"
Hearing my biting sarcasm, Yuqiu didn't show any intention of getting angry.
He should be the one with the highest level of cultivation among the few people. He has completely dissolved Lei Meng's lightning energy. He stood up from mid-air and took a few steps towards me: "I take back what he said before for Ling Yun. Gu Yan, if you are willing
If you join us, your status on Tianxin Island will definitely not be worse than his."
As a senior pancake master, I know exactly what tricks Yuqiu is playing at this moment.
So I didn't mean to answer the question at all: "Young master, you're useless, either take action or let me go. Do you think that as a witch clan, I can get mixed up with you devil bastards? I can't wait to kill you all."
Get killed!"
"You are just acting out of impulse and showing off your courage."
Yu Qiu stared straight into my eyes: "I think you should think carefully before answering me. The Wu clan has been destroyed. Although I don't know how you managed to survive, but based on your ability alone, you think you may be able to compete with me."
Do we contend?
I might as well tell you that there are far more masters on the island than just a few of us. Once the master is resurrected, his abilities are far beyond what you can imagine. Joining is your best choice at the moment. Don't lose your life in vain."
"Oh shit, it sounds like your master can be resurrected without borrowing my body."
My mouth almost dropped to the sky: "You have a very good plan. You want to trick me into going back with you. Once you get to the island, I will be at the mercy of others, right?"
"No, although you are a good container, you are not the only person suitable to be a container."
Yu Qiu smiled sinisterly and looked in the direction of the blond man who had just opened the gap: "I think Zhuo Yi is good, so as long as you are willing to join, I can completely make the decision and let Zhuo Yi become the container instead of you. What do you think?"