Mrs. Hansen watched with surprise as the Pope slowly aged.
The Pope has changed from an eighteen-year-old boy to a middle-aged man in his thirties.
The Pope also clearly felt the changes in himself. He looked at himself in fear and sweat instantly flowed down his face.
"Could it be that my time has come? But... this shouldn't be the case!"
Having just enjoyed the joy of being a god, he really didn't want to go back to that seventy-year-old man again.
Even if you die right now, it would still be great!
"Damn it, I wasted too much time just now, now I have to kill all these guys quickly!"
The pope flicked his wrist, and the sword of divine punishment danced into a sword flower.
But the Pope's heart also trembled, because he found that it was a little difficult for him to dance the sword, and the Sword of Divine Punishment became heavier in his hand.
Out of your depth?
Oh shit!
For the first time, the Pope said a curse word that he had not said for many years. I remember that when he was a child, struggling to survive in the alleys of the slums, he would curse every day. Now that he thinks about it, since he can eat enough, he is like
No more bad words were said.
The Holy See gave itself not only life and hope, but also... dignity.
It's time to give it back.
This time, the Pope used the two great artifacts to the extreme, vowing to wipe out all the enemies of the Holy See.
only……
The most disgusting thing about the enemy is that he will not act according to your thoughts.
As soon as Mrs. Hansen saw the golden light on the Pope's body, and although his strength was declining, his momentum was a little more wild, she knew that the Pope was going to fight for his life.
Are you facing the head at this time?
What a joke, I am so young and want to have another baby, how can I risk my life with this old guy at this time?
run!
The queen of the underground world has no idol ambitions at all. Escape is never a problem, it is just a matter of moving from one victory to another.
So Mrs. Hansen transformed into a fiery red phoenix and flew towards Alvin's camp below.
How could the Pope let his enemies escape? As soon as he pressed the throne, a golden light rose from under the throne, like a rocket. He adjusted his direction and chased the Phoenix.
Only a few hundred meters away, the phoenix transformed by Mrs. Hansen immediately fell into the center of the square, and landed steadily with a bang.
The surrounding God-Slaying Army immediately surrounded her and protected her.
To Mrs. Hanson, this seemed like child's play. Have you ever seen two elephants fighting and a swarm of ants coming to protect one of them?
But after Mrs. Hansen entered the formation, she immediately felt different.
Very strange feeling.
With her special female sensitivity, she sensed that this group of people was different.
really.
What happened next shocked her.
Because the Pope followed him on the Supreme Throne, and before anyone arrived, the Sword of Divine Punishment had already swung out several sword lights. In the Pope's opinion, these incompetent humans below should be dead in these few blows.
It’s seventy-seven or eighty-eight.
But what he didn't expect was that as soon as Jianguang took action, he realized something was wrong.
Not only were these sword lights lackluster, but their power was shamefully shabby.
After approaching the phalanx formed by the God-killing Army, the power of the Sword of Divine Punishment was like a child's toy.
Only a few rows of soldiers in the front row were cut to pieces by the sword light, but it was far from what I imagined, where they would be destroyed by a sword for dozens of miles.
"What exactly is going on?"
No one answered the Pope's question, but the God-killing Army's counterattack had arrived.
Hundreds of heavy short axes roared towards the Pope. As soon as the Pope pressed the throne, he used the defense provided by the throne to resist the attack.
At this time, he found that his hands were even older.
These are the hands of a fifty-year-old man.
Damn, time is running out.
Thinking like this, the Pope suddenly realized that the defense of the Supreme Throne had not been activated?!
"Oh my God! How could this happen? My God! Have you abandoned your most loyal slave?"
The Pope is going crazy.
After trying again to no avail, he decisively waved the Sword of Divine Punishment.
The Sword of Divine Punishment finally dealt with the ax rain, but the Pope was even more panicked because he had exhausted all his ancient power.
Alvin glanced at Mrs. Hansen in the formation, his eyes full of pride.
Mrs. Hansen was puzzled, but Alvin turned his head and attacked the Pope, so she had no choice but to take action, with deep doubts.
The attacks of the two were the most threatening, especially Alvin, who cunningly sandwiched the Thunder Stone and bombarded the Pope indiscriminately.
Only then did the Pope realize how others felt when he was chasing him just now.
It turns out that being pressed and beaten all the time is so frustrating. If he hadn't been able to die now, the Pope would have really wanted to die.
"Oh my god, what happened to him?"
Alvin was surprised to find that the Pope in front of him had turned into an old man. He looked particularly funny, especially when he was sitting on the throne and had entered the God-killing Army formation.
How could it not be funny?
Have you ever seen an old man in his seventies sitting in a wheelchair and killing everyone in and out of the enemy's formation?
never seen it?
Hey, you've seen it now.
After entering the formation, the Pope was surprised to find that his strength was declining faster and faster, his chest was becoming more and more tight, his whole body was weak, and he could no longer swing the Sword of Divine Punishment in his hand.
Slowly, the Pope began to get hurt.
Bright red blood was flowing out, which looked particularly obvious on an old man with white hair.
Um?
Both sides noticed the problem.
Is the Pope starting to bleed?
"God! Are you going to abandon me?"
The Pope looked numbly at the wound on his body. Although it was not big, the red blood flowing out was shocking because it was no longer golden divine blood.
"Haha! He is no longer a god. Come on, brothers, kill that old man in a wheelchair!"
At this time, even the five scumbags in the camp came out to join in the fun. The bandit brothers watched excitedly as Alvin led nearly ten thousand people armed to the teeth and bullied an old man with white hair in a wheelchair.
Miss Garrigg and Miss Shipton also came out, and they were completely different.
The well-informed Ms. Shipton immediately discovered that the Pope's clothing was only qualified to be worn by senior clergy of the Vatican. Moreover, it was more gorgeous and advanced than the clothing of a cardinal she had ever seen, although it was now in tatters.
Already.
Then I think about how others have always said that the current Pope's health has been poor and he always uses a wheelchair when he comes in and out...
So the identity of this old man in a wheelchair...
Ms. Shipton's eyes were so wide that they almost flew out of her sockets. She covered her mouth because her thoughts were so shocking.
Garrig's experience was very different.
"This woman wears a veil, but she has a good figure, especially that bastard seems to care about her very much. This bitch, this time, there is another one!"
Miss Garrigg gritted her teeth with hatred, and paid the price of her life for the actions she took.