Although the sage does not like fighting, it does not mean that he is afraid of fighting. In fact, at his level, what they fear is not the enemy itself, what they fear is that there is no opponent who can fight with them.
Being invincible is the loneliest thing. The sage has stopped fighting for so many years. Who knows if he has such thoughts? Now that he finally has the opportunity to fight with his equal opponent, he feels some inexplicable excitement in his heart.
As the theoretically strongest person in Western Continent’s style review, why doesn’t the Pope have such an idea? In fact, the Dragon Clan will not interfere in the mainland casually, so the Pope is almost the strongest person among everyone known to him.
How many people can really understand his thoughts? I am afraid that only those who stand at the same level as him can understand his joys, sorrows and joys.
Standing on the martial arts training ground, the Pope's whole body exuded a pure white light, as if he was possessed by the God of Light. His powerful power instantly increased to an intensity that could compete with the dazzling golden light of the saints. The golden fighting spirit and the white magic power intersected in the air,
A barrier visible to the naked eye was formed. The two forces resisted and the "hissing" sound was like the sound of a poisonous snake spitting a message. Everyone around them had goosebumps all over their bodies.
With a sound of "Boom", the barrier was shattered, the golden fighting energy was sprayed towards the Pope, and the white magic power also rushed towards the Saint's Radiant Sun Ring, which emitted a warm light, immediately melting away the incoming power of the Holy Light.
The Pope also waved his hand and formed a barrier of holy light in front of him, blocking the golden fighting spirit half a meter away in front of him.
At the end of the first round, the sage and the pope were tied.
Sage is a good player in close combat, so he has no advantage in such a long-distance competition. However, because he holds the sun ring, it also has the power of a sharp weapon, so it can only be said that the two of them are tied. This is just the first confrontation.
With such power, it seems that the rumors in the Western Continent are not rumors. The Pope really has some strength, and the sage who has never been known is also a top expert.
The golden fighting spirit once again wrapped around the sage's fists, forming a pair of fist gloves. The golden light that looked like substance was not easy to deal with at first glance.
The Pope just smiled, and a pair of pure white light wings appeared from behind. With the power of the light wings, the Pope was half-suspended in the air, really like a legendary angel.
The lightning flashed, and the sage had lost his trace. When he appeared again, he had already circled behind the Pope. His fist was about to hit the Pope's back with an indestructible force. The guards were immediately frightened, and several others controlled him.
They couldn't help shouting, and some couldn't help but close their eyes and couldn't bear to see the tragedy happen. Just when the fist was about to hit the Pope, the Pope moved, and the right wing behind him was as soft as silk.
His right fist was entangled, while his left hand instantly threw out pieces of white feathers.
Seeing that the feather was about to stick to his body, the sage immediately used the fighting spirit in his right fist to break free from the entanglement of his right wing, and then punched out hundreds or thousands of attacks. The pieces of white feathers were concentrated by the fighting spirit and exploded in the air, continuously.
The absolute explosion forced the sage to float back
In the second round, the Pope had a slight advantage
Already trapped in the opponent's siege, the sage finally couldn't help but take action. At this time, his eyes began to emit golden light. Soon, the golden light covered his whole body. Now, the sage has become a man.
The famous gold man felt the sage's fighting spirit. The Pope just frowned slightly, and then summoned his own artifact - the Ring of Thorns. After the Pope put the Ring of Thorns on his head, emerald green light immediately enveloped his whole body.
, the green light gradually solidified into the shape of thorns, and the green spikes were not easy to mess with at first glance.
However, the sage also holds the artifact of the Shining Sun Ring, but he doesn’t know which ring is the strongest when the two rings meet.
The fist struck the Pope again and again with golden light, but the Pope was indifferent to this. Facing the violent attack, the Pope just clasped his hands together and made a magic formula.
"Devil's Cage"
The purple light flashed away, and the sage's figure stagnated, and then stopped attacking. At this time, the sage's face was a little pale, and he seemed to be experiencing inexplicable pain.
"Soul attack, not bad"
Along with the roar of the sage, dazzling lightning suddenly erupted from his body. The hands of the sage kept scattering purple lightning outwards, just like the majestic thunder god in ancient legends.
"As expected, you have already developed the second system of abilities. The derivative system of the metal system, the electric system, is not the best, but you are still no match for me!" The Pope laughed, obviously wanting to shake the opponent's mind.
The saint's mind was firm. How could it be shaken so easily? After hearing the Pope's words, he launched an offensive again without saying a word. The Ring of Thorns' own field could only reflect physical attacks. Facing natural energy such as lightning,
The effectiveness of the attack was immediately greatly reduced, so the Pope had to use a skill he had never used before - the holy flame is also white, the holy light gives people a feeling of tranquility and warmth, but the holy flame gives people the feeling of endless violence
The product of advanced Holy Light spells, Holy Flame spells are enough to compete with Electric attacks.
Holy Flame and Purple Lightning are both violent energies. Now the fight between the two is no longer as elegant as it was at the beginning. Instead, it looks a bit like a fight on a real battlefield. The huge sound echoes in the sky, and the energy splashes out.
A big hole will be burned into the ground. Such a battle is no longer something ordinary people can interfere with, so the guards wisely began to retreat to avoid being accidentally injured.
Although both of them had artifacts to protect their bodies, they were unable to completely defend themselves against each other's attacks, so their clothes soon began to become tattered. The sage's body looked as strong as a bodybuilder's, not middle-aged at all.
He looks like a fat man, while the pope's body is a little thin, but he doesn't look like an old man. Both the holy flames and the purple lightning have caused considerable damage to the other party. At least the burns are unavoidable, but the physical pain cannot be avoided at all.
Stop the opponent's offensive, so the fight between the two becomes more intense.
"Pyroblast!"
The moment the sage turned sideways, the pope put his hands against his abdomen and released the super powerful power of holy flames. The sage who was hit by the power of the explosion instantly flew far away, bringing up smoke and dust along the way.
"Go!"
A purple electric sword condensed into substance in the smoke and dust struck the Pope with endless power. The Pope hurriedly condensed the ring of thorns between his hands, and with the help of the power of the ring of thorns, he finally consumed the power of the purple lightning.
It was clean, but he was forced to retreat far away
"It's so fucking exciting!" Jack and others were completely stunned by this peak battle. Also stunned were the director of the tribunal, Andre and the third elder. I don't know what they were feeling at this time.
After the two people stabilized their bodies in the air, they launched an attack on each other again. Such a brave battle truly fulfilled the saying "the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road". If you don't want to fail, you must fight bravely and without fear of death.
The Pope, who had been on the defensive, finally took the initiative. A Holy Flame White Lotus was slowly taking shape between his hands as he chanted the spell in his mouth. He felt the violent energy fluctuations. The sage felt a hint of danger, so he immediately summoned it from the air.
Several rays of purple lightning struck at the Pope, but they were barely avoided by the Pope, and the lotus between his hands finally formed.
"The wrath of the holy flames, the white lotus rising to the sky!" The pope threw the white lotus between his hands toward the sage.
The sage immediately took evasive action. Unexpectedly, Bai Lian actually made a circle and continued to chase the sage who was hiding in all directions.
"It's useless. As long as your soul breath is still there, this white lotus will not stop its movements. I think you should not waste your efforts in vain." The pope smiled, his face a little pale.
In the end, the sage was caught up by the white lotus, and the white lotus instantly turned into a monstrous white lotus, completely engulfing the sage. Endless holy flames poured out continuously, and the sage's figure could no longer be seen at all, and he felt
Without the sage's breath, Jack and others couldn't help but become nervous. After all, the sage's victory or defeat was related to their future, so they couldn't be anxious.
"I originally thought that I would never use this trick again." The sage's tattered clothes were basically burned away, but for some reason the holy flames automatically made way for him.
"Feel my wrath, divine punishment!"
When the sage shouted these words, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength and could not even stand still.
The faces of the Pope, the Director of the Inquisition, Andre, and the three elders became ugly, especially ugly, because the sky had begun to change.
Purple-black clouds began to gather, and purple lightning flashed continuously. The clouds seemed to be pressing down. Everyone felt the power contained in the clouds.
"What are you waiting for!" The Pope yelled at Andre and the Third Elder.
The three of them didn't care about the agreement anymore. They formed a trinity formation, with Andre and the three elders in front, and the Pope in the back.
"The sigh of the God of Light!"
Along with the roars of the three people, a pure white light rushed towards the clouds in the sky with a power that could destroy everything. A violent explosion sounded from the sky. After being penetrated, the purple-black clouds lost their cohesion and began to dissipate.
In the air, the white light gradually condensed into the shape of a woman's face, and then slowly turned into white light spots all over the sky.
"You lost," the sage said while holding back the blood that rushed to his mouth.
The Pope swayed and finally stood firm: "Did I lose? How could I lose? These are all my people, how could I lose?"
The sage said with an angry look: "Do you want to break the agreement?"
The Pope shrugged and replied: "I will let you go, but what these soldiers do is none of my business."
The sage smiled bitterly and said, "You never wanted to let us go, right?"