The Rampant Sword Chapter 164 The Pope Crown

Chapter 164 The Pope Crown

To put it as a ball, the northern part of Ross is very close to the North Pole, and there is unbearable snow here every year. The term extreme cold is the most appropriate one.

The headquarters of the Holy See is in this area where snow is almost 300 days a year. It is a country that angers Ross but helpless. In the snow and ice, everything is white like the purest world, but in this dazzling white, a row of black dots defiled these purities.

A low muffled groan kept floating in the wilderness. In this pure world, blood sprinkled on the ice and snow, just like the most beautiful crystal flower. However, for both sides, all this was never easy, or even a bit cruel. The battle was going on, and both sides fought hard together in a muffled manner - they were both afraid, afraid of an avalanche.

This fear even made the warlocks on both sides have little room to play, and only the warriors were constantly fighting against the enemy. Looking around, 80% of the people fighting here were sprayed with fighting spirits of more than half a foot on their heads. One of the middle-aged people with blood stained on their faces spewed out the fighting spirits above their heads even more than two feet, just like an inflatable light man.

Where did so many paladin-level masters come from? Looking at the eyes, the number of people on both sides combined is more than thirty. In this world where there are even two or three paladins, what forces can have the number? Judging from the outfits and dresses of both sides of the battle, one of them still maintains a certain kind of reserve and sacredness, and corresponds to the badge on his chest, it is obviously the people of the Holy See. The other one has all black hair and black eyes, which obviously belongs to the Dark Church. How can two religions with completely opposite positions not be able to conflict?

What is most surprising is that among the black warriors, there was a middle-aged man with three-foot fighting spirit bursting over his head, who was not black-haired and black-eyed. This man was fighting with the strongest man in the Holy See. There was actually not much difference between two-foot fighting spirit and three-foot fighting spirit, especially when the Holy See fought to the death, he even forced the red-haired middle-aged man to be at a disadvantage.

However, the red-haired middle-aged man quickly waved to one of the black warriors, and disappeared in front of the strongest man with a strange and weird body movement, and appeared in front of another paladin in a blink of an eye. He slashed his opponent away with one sword.

Seeing the opponent's cunning use of strong against weak, the strongest man was almost so angry that he couldn't breathe and roared sternly: "Stop them to the death, Leman, you can escape!"

Sure enough, when the red-haired middle-aged man fought against the paladins with his strong strength, in the blink of an eye, two paladins died in the siege. At this time, three young paladins, who were less than thirty, exchanged glances. They retreated quickly, but they couldn't help but look back at the battle situation: "Your Excellency..."

"Go away, even if we all fight to send you things back, we won't let us down!" The paladin waved his weapons in his palm frantically, and the extremely thick fighting spirit quickly aroused a group of sword energy made of snow. The madness of these paladins forced the black warriors to retreat collectively, and could only watch the three young men flee quickly. But it was precisely because of this that in the blink of an eye, the temple warriors fell down again.

"Teacher..." The shrill cry was filled with grief and anger. The three young men quickly fled with a box. The flames in their eyes could almost melt the iceberg: "May God punish the sinners of the Dark Sect and guide the teacher's soul to return to heaven..."

The battle situation here changed again. The strongest temple warrior released all the fighting spirit without any care, forcing the snowflakes to splash everywhere, turning into the most dazzling light to rush towards the red-haired middle-aged man. Only a loud noise was heard, and the flowing light hit the red-haired middle-aged man, his face shaking tremblingly. Ling Jue's energy in the world suddenly triggered a large piece of earth behind the red-haired middle-aged man.

The energy fluctuated in all directions. When he calmed down, he saw that the red-haired middle-aged and the Temple Warrior were standing in a huge pit. The two of them had a blow to break out of a huge pit. The sword in the red-haired middle-aged palm pierced the chest of the Temple Warrior, and the Temple Warrior's sword stabbed in the air, and blood slid down the sword body bit by bit.

Suddenly, the red-haired middle-aged man sprayed blood all over the sky and coughed several times: "I had known that I would have invited the teacher, but I didn't expect that the Holy See was such a powerful person to gather at the temple warriors for the last breath and let out a long roar. This sentence quickly awakened everyone. The black warriors and the red-haired middle-aged man's faces changed drastically. The glorious warriors of the Holy See began to use magic, and the other temple warriors roared loudly, and the mountains were trembling in the roar...

"Let's go!" The black warriors all changed their faces. Unexpectedly, these guys from the Holy See would use such a move to die together. Everyone ran away like lightning.

The snow mountain was angry, and the weak human beings as weak as ants dared to offend its majesty. So he decided to show his majesty, so when the snow on the mountain rumbling down, the world seemed insignificant, and human beings seemed insignificant...

One day later, the temple appeared in the sight of the three young men. They suddenly came to their senses and ran towards the temple like crazy. After running for a long time, on the verge of being exhausted, the Pope appeared in a hurry with the companion of others. The three young men cried like a child who left home to see their mother again, and knelt down in the snow: "Master Pope, almost everyone died in battle. The despicable and shameless black warrior assassinated us in the dragon forest and chased us all the way. Teacher... The teacher and others all died in battle to stop them. It was the divine power that was on us, bringing the great holy objects back..."

The Pope's face changed, and he became so rosy and excited. He didn't notice the three young men at all. He only saw the boxes presented by the three young men. He opened tremblingly, and slowly pulled a piece of silk wrapped in the items inside, and a crown shining with various colors appeared in his hands. His eyes straightened: "Popular Crown, God, you have finally brought the Pope's Crown back. It's been hundreds of years, and the glory of the Holy See is coming..."

Looking at the pope's expression, there was no sadness for the dead, a strange feeling flashed through the three young men. Perhaps it was a wrong move to bring the Pope Crown back.

"Go and prepare quickly. Three days later, I will summon the angels at the top of the temple!" The Pope held this gorgeous Pope crown, which was inlaid with countless gems, carefully held it in his hand, for fear that it would be lost again. His face was filled with excitement and pride: "Three days later, the glory of God will come to the earth again, and the Holy See will once again demonstrate his majesty with divine power. Let the mediocre people surrender to their feet..."

The whole world is wrong. It is not that the Holy See does not want to interfere in mainland affairs, nor that it does not want to teach Cai Dao a lesson, but that it is not able to catch up. Unlike legend, the Pope Crown is the magic weapon to summon angels. Without the Pope Crown in hand and without the angels as the backing, the Holy See is unable to become enemies of the entire continent. Even Cai Dao, who is becoming stronger and more ostentatious, cannot deal with it.

Although the Holy See lost most of the masters trained for many years for the sake of the Pope Crown, what's the point? As long as the angel comes, everything will be solved. The Pope always thought so, but things may not be as he imagined... It is recognized as the greatest building, and this is unquestionable. This is a two-stage building built on a mountain. The temple is located at the foot of this ice peak, and endless buildings completely enclose the ice peak. The greatest miracle is that although the temple is in the snow and ice, it does not reflect the climate that matches the domain. Instead, it is like spring all year round. This is indeed a miraculous achievement - although in Cai Dao's eyes, only one formation can be easily done.

In addition to the buildings of the temple itself, the ladders that rise from the edge of the temple are the most majestic and amazing. The stairs are in a straight line from the foot of the mountain to the top of the peak. You should know that the ice peak is as high as two thousand meters, which means that the stairs are as long as two thousand meters, and according to the laws of geometricality, perhaps much longer.

Even if the stairs are long, they cannot stop the Pope's pace. Three days later, the Pope led the cardinal, the Templar Warrior and the Glorious Warlock to appear at the top of the peak. The peak here is different from other peaks. It is actually a flat and smooth place, with an altar-like high platform in the middle.

Everyone's expressions were unprecedentedly solemn and solemn. Except for the Pope, everyone was crawling on them. If Cai Dao saw them, he would definitely be surprised and said, "Can these guys build cult organizations?"

The Pope was dressed very grandly, with the Pope crown on his head, the scepter in his hand, and bent down and muttering words. The pious expression on his face was mixed with the religious words in his mouth, which seemed very strange. At this moment, the Pope crown burst out with a thousand-foot light, which was thrust into the sky. The powerful pressure pressed the hearts of everyone present to jump out.

This light seemed to have encountered some refraction in the sky, and it shot down quickly and turned into a pillar of light to cover the altar. In the blink of an eye, a figure with wings appeared in the altar, and a deep voice came: "Summoner, tell me!"

The Pope and others raised their heads slightly and looked at the angels in the pillar of light. There were countless people who were so excited that they could not suppress their excitement. They actually saw the angels, the legendary angels. The Pope could not control his excitement and excitement, and even his tone was excited: "Dear angel, please allow me to report everything!"

The Pope told the Angels all the changes in the mainland in the past one or two years, and then told the Holy See that the Holy See was extremely lacking in effective power to deter all countries. Finally, he remembered Cai Dao's existence and repeatedly said: "My angel, there is one person who must be punished. That person has powerful force. He even surpassed the God Warrior and annihilated 50,000 troops with his own strength. Only the power of the Angel can eliminate him!"

"A existence beyond the God Warrior? Is there any such strong man in the Western Continent?" The angel pondered for a moment: "You did a good job, I want to know who is so powerful..."

On this day, the Mond Army and the Diss Army were fighting in the field. Both sides fought fiercely and were determined to kill the opponent. Just as both sides were putting themselves in the reserve team, the changes in the sky made everyone in the sky. A giant dragon flapped its huge wings and flew in the sky, and a pair of blood-red eyes were staring at it. And in the higher part of the sky, the three angels stared coldly below, and the holy power was emitted without reservation, which was frightening!

"Ange comes to the world..." Everyone looked up at the sky and stuttered this sentence at the same time, a sentence shocking the whole continent. Both sides put down their weapons and retreated under the angel's gaze...

And this was just the beginning. On the battlefield between the Diss army and Perry army, angels and dragons appeared like dragons. When the flames spewed out of the dragon's mouth, everyone trembled.

The battle between Voda and Heg's army led to the arrival of angels. Under the threat of angels, the war was abandoned at this moment, and cheap peace appeared among all forces. All the actions of the Dark Cult stopped. The Holy See summoned angels, but they could not summon their own fallen angels.

The mainland was shocked, all countries were guilty, and the people were boiling. After so many years, angels finally came to the world again. The last time the angels came was still the war of faith.

The influence of the Holy Church in the Western Continent is too great. The angels only show up and even take action, the war stops voluntarily. Such a powerful influence is terrible. However, Cai Dao obviously doesn't care about the influence of the Holy See. The Holy See has the ability to influence one. His partner of the angel and the dragon quickly brought peace to the mainland, but as long as Cai Dao and the three others are still alive, peace is destined to be short-lived. Behind this short-lived peace, all countries are silent, the voice of the Holy See begins to appear everywhere in the world, and the Pope's words made all the fanatical believers almost fall into madness.

Under such circumstances, if countries insist on launching wars, they will seek death. Perhaps they are not as happy with the rule of the Holy See, but the power of God is something they can never avoid. Perhaps only the extremely high-level people in various countries will know that the legendary warriors can kill angels, but which country has the warriors? None of them, so they chose to remain silent.
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