The golden wind scattered from the Pope's body was centered at first, and it was a little warm at first, but after a moment, the warmth disappeared and turned into hotness.

Then, the golden wind brought the holy fire.

Milo's face changed immediately. He didn't take these golden winds seriously at the beginning. But then he realized that it was a sign of the "sacred storm" released by Samir.

The warmth became unbearable again, and it was only a short moment in between, and it was not even enough for Milo to complete the next release of the "infinite explosion".

As soon as his wings shook, a large piece of feathers shot out towards Samir, but the number of explosive feathers was 70% or 80% less than the previous one.

This was completely inconsistent with what Milo was going to do before. He originally wanted to release it completely and display the most fierce attack in his life, but before he could release it, he died of the fetus.

Of course, he could prepare his skills in the Golden Wind, but he was in a good state and might be able to hold on before the Holy Storm was completely formed.

But Bai Zhao and Li Wei definitely couldn't stand it. He could only release the skills that had not yet been prepared, and then pulled off a string of water-blue necklace from his neck, held it in the palm of his hand, and input energy into it.

In the blink of an eye, a water ball formed, covering Milo, Bai Zhao and Li Wei who was lying on the ground and unable to move, all of them were shrouded in the round wave of water.

"Bibo Kiss, Divine Weapon-level Guardian props... This thing belonged to the Holy Church twelve years ago."

Samir spoke slowly.

"That's right, it's that guy Jialan. I slaughtered him twelve years ago and snatched him." Milo in the water waves spoke with a sarcastic scent.

Jialan, a great knight in the Holy Cult Army, had a conflict with Milo during a commissioned mission when he had just reached the level of polarized elements, and was killed by him personally.

Milo mentioned this matter at this time purely to stimulate the Pope.

Anyway, I've been tearing my face and I'm still afraid of a bird. If I can't beat you, I'll get some cheaper first.

Samir shook his head and said, "It is rumored that the Condor Heroes value love and friendship, but his character is mean, and it is indeed not a false saying."

"It's so much nonsense." Milo spat. He looked at the pope who was glittering in front of him, floating in the air, covered in golden storm, and said disdainfully: "Now he pretends to be open and upright. When he just beats the Demon God, he didn't see you as powerful as you! Facing the foreign enemy, when we try our best to drive away the Demon God, now he looks like he's coaxing, bah!"

Faced with Milo's sarcastic words, Samir did not continue to compete with him on the verbal confrontation. His Majesty the Pope raised his hands high, and even more surging holy power emerged from his body.

The sacred storm surged even more violently, and the strong sacred fire seemed to be able to purify everything in the world.

The rolled up life burned on the water ball, stirring up large patches of water mist.

"If you have the ability, you will burn more violently?! Not enough! Not enough at all! The legendary Pope, is that little ability? Trash!"

Milo's voice kept coming from the water ball. He kept cursing in different ways. But only he himself knew how much pressure he was facing now.

Two years ago, he went down deep into the ground to take risks. That time he happened to encounter the explosion of the underground fire veins. Large pieces of molten rush out, completely submerging the underground cave where he was. Under the natural disaster, he opened the "Bibo Kiss" in time, and used his energy to supply it with all his energy, using water balls to isolate the molten slurry, and then walked out of the underground cave.

That time, it was the closest time he had been to death after he was promoted to the top ten of the elements and entered the top ten of the elements. Although he did not encounter any particularly powerful enemy, sometimes the feeling of powerlessness when facing natural disasters alone is more terrifying than dealing with any enemy.

And this time, he had a feeling of the past. The sacred storm and golden sacred fire that whistled outside the water waves made him feel stressed. He was already providing the protective effect of the "Bibo Kiss", but the huge water ball with a diameter of more than 60 feet is still shrinking continuously.

What's more, he could feel that Samir was constantly strengthening the power of the sacred storm, and his own energy was consumed faster and faster, which directly led to the reduction of the water ball.

Even now, through the water ball, he could feel the temperature transmitted by the rootless sacred fires outside.

According to his estimate, he can continue to hold on for a minute at most. By then, his own power, the power stored in the "Bibo Kiss", will be consumed.

At that time, it was time for the three of them to be burned to ashes by the sacred fire together?

"Let's go." Bai Zhao's voice sounded from behind him. He turned around and saw the woman standing up with a long sword. "You are fast enough. With the protection of the water waves, you have a chance to escape. Don't both of us, don't die meaninglessly here. Escape, lead the Hunter Guild, and tell the world what the Holy Church does."

"What stupid things are you saying!" Milo was not grateful at all. Not only did he have no intention of leaving, he instead increased the energy output of the water polo and strengthened the defense effect of the water polo.

"If we all die here, no one in the guild can lead. Only when you escape, take the truth out, and combine the power of the Hunter Guild and the new kingdom government can you have the ability to confront the Holy Church." Bai Zhao continued to persuade, even at this time, her voice was still so plain and cold.

"Bai Zhao, shut up!" Milo gritted his teeth and said, "The water kissed by Bibo also has the effect of restoring life. Please hurry up and recover. When the combat power is restored, fight side by side with me!"

"Oh..." Bai Zhao shook his head and persuaded him for a few words. He couldn't persuade him, so she didn't want to speak anymore.

Forget it, just follow Milo said, hurry up and take a look at how much effect it can play.

As time passes by little by little, the size of the water ball becomes smaller and smaller.

Milo took a deep breath and reminded him: "I'm going to the limit. In three seconds, I will let go of the water ball and let's rush together to see if I can get rid of that old bastard Samir."

"Okay." Bai Zhao just said this one word.

"Three..." Milo began to count down, "Two..."

Before the word "一" was released, white flames swept across the sky.

This is the Phoenix Fire.

Milo was overjoyed: "Ye Feiyin is here!"
Chapter completed!