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Chapter two hundred and ninety fifth tricky(1/2)

Remember [End-This-God-Station] Input-Address:.w-a-n-b-e-n-t-x-t

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When Wu Hui focused on the lower realm again, a full-scale war had already occurred between the two sides.

The angel team led by St. Luke, as well as the old but honest old Pope St. John Nassader, naturally did not allow the fake Pope Ignaz to continue to be so rampant and joined forces to attack the other side on the spot.

So an inevitable war happened like a ignited explosive barrel.

"Father, you are wrong now, and it's still time to regret it!"

"Rareless! I am the emperor of mankind. What I want to do is not to judge you, a ruthless man! Give me all!"

As the leader of the rebels, the third prince Charles took the lead to meet his father, while Princess Haige led the allies of the Sea Clan and the Magic Association to start supporting him.

However, his father Carlos is worthy of being the emperor of the empire. The trump card he holds is almost the most powerful elite combat power of humans on the entire continent.

Even when facing Charles, Princess Seagoo, and the members of the Magic Association brought by President Mason, they were still calm and could always stand invincible.

On the other side, the dark witch Judy shouted the slogan "burn all the brutal heresy to death", and led her companions to kill the pseudo-Holy See's Guards.

The rambunctious crowd in the eyes of outsiders is indeed difficult to see from the outside, but once a war starts, the strange fighting methods and cruel and fearless fighting momentum really put their opponents under great pressure and exhaustion.

In the sky, the Archangel Augustus commanded the Angel Squad and the Hundred Pegasus Divine People, and the troops were divided into two groups. The main force supported the Dark Witches to attack the Pseudo-Holy See Guards, and the other part assisted the Third Prince Charles to deal with the high-end combat power of the Emperor**.

There is no way. The high-end combat power of the Emperor and the Pseudo-Holy See Guards is too much. It can be said that they have represented the strongest force of the human camp in the world. If they cannot deal with it carefully, they will definitely find a chance to turn the tables.

Fortunately, Wu Hui is no longer the same as before. The troops he summoned were also very elite, and his angel squad and a hundred guards of the Kingdom of Gods were enough to compete with each other.

In this way, the whole war fell into anxiety in a flash.

The strong men on both sides were against the strong men, the soldiers against the soldiers, and thousands of men fought from the gods to outside the valley.

The violent turmoil caused the rocks to collapse, the earth shaking, and the large forests in the valley were destroyed, just like a hurricane passing through, destroying wherever they passed, and it was a mess.

However, both sides have all the elites, and each one is a top strong man who has experienced many battles. In life and death, everyone is doing their best, and no one dares to be careless at all. Therefore, although the battle is extremely fierce, neither side can do anything to each other in a short period of time. Only the fierce war has become more and more intense and continues to spread towards the albino stage.

"Hehehehehe, it turns out that the angel of war is just like this!"

In the sky, the pseudo-pope Ignaz's aura was fully opened. He emitted a dazzling holy light, his eyes were as bright as torches, and waves of mighty waves blew his wide pope's robe).

From a distance, he is really like a demon god looking down on the world, with a terrifying power.

"Hmph! Being presumptuous!"

With a cold snorke, St. Luke, who was doing his best, looked cold and raised the Hague's Holy Spear again and stabbed straight towards Ignaz.

The burning holy flame and the unremitting killing force were like a thunderbolt that cut through the sky, reaching the extreme.

"Blasphemy, I will not allow you to be presumptuous in front of my Lord!"

At the same time, on the other side, the old Pope Nassader also flew high up and took advantage of the main attack of St. Luke, and quickly rushed towards Ignaz.

"Holy Light, Punishment!"

The old pope quickly narrowed his distance from Ignaz, and at the same time, he held up the golden cross scepter in his hand.

In an instant, a golden giant fist formed entirely of pure holy light suddenly appeared above Ignaz's head.

The golden giant fist, which had a diameter of dozens of meters, seemed to be a punishment from a god. With a terrifying power that seemed to destroy the world, it smashed towards Ignaz below.

St. Luke and the old Pope Nassador are both powerful demigod realm powerhouses at level 9. At this time, they are all doing their best, and each attack is powerful enough to destroy mountains and break mountains. If they are hit head-on, even if the opponent is a level 9 demigod, they may have to peel off even if they don’t die.

Now St. Luke and the old pope work together, and their power is far superior to individuals, in order to quickly defeat the arrogant and blasphemous pseudo-pope Ignaz and completely suppress it!

But helplessly, the pseudo-pope Ignaz, who holds a magical weapon, is really too powerful.

Ignaz raised the Holy Light Scepter and pointed forward. In an instant, the sacred golden light suddenly burst into pieces, and a layer of solid and solid barriers of holy light appeared out of thin air.

"Sacred Barrier!"

This move is the very famous patron saint technique and sacred barrier in the Holy See of Light.

However, this move seemed to be light in the hands of the pseudo Pope Ignaz, and the sacred barrier had already appeared in the understatement. And the scope of protection was no longer as simple as a shield, but a city wall, a solid fortress that completely wrapped him!

"Clang!"

"Boom!"

St. Luke's holy gun and the old pope's holy light attack hit the sacred barrier outside the body of the pseudo-pope Ignaz in turn.

However, apart from the violent roar and energy explosion, the golden barrier outside Ignaz's body, which seemed like glass, was only shaking, without any sign of damage.

"Hehehehe...I, Ignaz will eventually become a god, and no one can stop me!"

Ignaz felt even more excited. He grinned and waved his magical scepter in his hand suddenly, "Holy Light Torrent!"

There was only a loud "boom".

The sacred barrier shrouded outside Ignaz's body exploded. A circle of amazing holy light energy rushed towards all directions like a tide.

Above the valley, the sky was instantly shrouded in a golden light.

The terrifying wind pressure brought by the huge amount of power raged through the valley, and sand and stones flew in the valley, and vegetation fell from place to place. Both sides who were fighting were deeply shocked by this terrifying blow, and even stopped the attack involuntarily, looking into the sky inexplicably.

St. Luke and the old Pope Nassadr were forced to take the shield under the powerful offensive of Ignaz and retreated to the rear again.

The battle between the two sides was originally fighting each other and was difficult to separate, but at this moment it seemed that the focus of the victory and defeat was gradually shifted to the three demigod-level powerful men in the sky.

"The situation is not good."

In the Kingdom of God, Wu Hui frowned slightly. He did not expect that the pseudo-pope, who held the artifact, would fight against Saint Luke and the old Pope, two level 9 demigods, and were undefeated. This was a bit beyond his expectations.

This made him secretly complain in his heart that the pseudo-pope Ignaz, who had been dormant for decades, was really amazing. Now, with the increase in the powerful amplitude of the magical scepter, he was probably only a thread away from the real divine realm.

Moreover, according to the records of the divine nature, this artifact left by the old God of Light was an excessive artifact that was eliminated by him for the old God of Light at that time.

But excessive artifacts are also magical artifacts. Now it is the first time that Wu Hui has seen the terrifying power of magical artifacts. It seems that after the interaction, it has to be put into the planning process.

It is obvious that a powerful magic weapon has a great effect in combat.

At the same time, at the height of the Lower Realm Valley, the battle between the three level 9 demigods is still continuing.

The pseudo-pope Ignaz was originally very powerful and had the help of magical tools. The powerful force seemed to be endless, so that he always maintained a calm attitude during the fierce battle.

On the contrary, as the power continued to be consumed, St. Luke had obviously breathed.

Especially the old Pope Nassader, who has been imprisoned in the Inquisition for too long, his body has been severely damaged, his vitality has been lost, and he can barely fight. That is why he relies on Wu Hui to use the magic technique to temporarily treat it.

Now as his remaining power was constantly consumed, his weak and broken body could no longer support his will. He gasped heavily, his face full of pain and fatigue.

"Go, Nassadel, I admire your loyalty to the God of Light, but what can your faith bring to you now?"

The pseudo-pope Ignaz hit him with a blow) and launched a fierce attack on the old pope.

He understood that the old guy in front of him could no longer support him. As long as he defeated one first, he would undoubtedly win this war!

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

After several consecutive blows, the Holy Light Shield that the old Pope Nassader barely supported was bombarded.

Under the violent impact of energy, the old pope was like a kite with broken strings, squirting out a mouthful of blood, and falling straight to the ground from the sky.

"Father, father!"

"Crown!"

As the adopted daughter of the old pope, Liliana exclaimed on the spot when she saw this scene.

Not far from her, the two Archbishops Dwyat and James, who had followed the old pope for decades, spoke out nervously.

However, they faced the 8th-level strong enemies such as Cardinal Mar En, and had no time to get the blame. Apart from holding back this worry, they could only concentrate and deal with the strong enemies in front of them.

However, there is no doubt that seeing the old Pope Nassader being shot down did have a certain impact on the morale of the soldiers on Wu Hui. On the contrary, the morale of the Imperial College and the pseudo-Holy Seek have obviously increased significantly, and their offensive against the soldiers on Wu Hui was significantly stronger.

"Now, you're the only one left!"

The pseudo-pope Ignaz floated high in the sky, his eyes full of contempt, stared coldly at the Archangel Saint Luke.

St. Luke's face was cold, and his six-winged majesty rose. Under the solemn holy light around him, he held a holy gun and confronted Ignaz from afar.

There is no doubt that the pseudo pope in front of him is a tough and powerful enemy he has never faced before.

Not only is the opponent higher than him in terms of strength, but he also has magical tools to help him. Such a powerful enemy has made the situation of this battle a little confusing.

"Is that the gate of heaven connecting the kingdom of God?"

The pseudo-pope Ignaz's eyes slowly fell on the gate of heaven that had not been closed after St. Luke, "There is really a god behind that gate? Haha, I will go and take a look today!"

After saying that, Ignaz kicked his feet, like a shining comet, rushing towards the gate of heaven.

"Bold! How can you blaspheme the land of God?"

Seeing the other direction rushing into the gate of heaven, Archangel Saint Luke immediately speared up and stabbed the invading Ignaz.

Ignaz hit the gate of heaven like a picture, so he naturally had his intention.

If there is really a god behind the gate of heaven, then he will admit it even if he dies.

But if not? Haha, that means that the return of the God of Light is a lie! And he, Ignaz, will definitely truly reach the top and become a god after defeating these obstacles!
To be continued...
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