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Chapter 580 The Pope's Question

"Boom..."

From time to time, a roar sounded like a thunder exploded in the sky. It was not really a thunder explosion, but a roar caused by the collision of British Lanas and Esder's fists and feet.

This kind of battle of high-level living organisms will trigger a huge power with a single blow. If it is at a low altitude or even on the ground, the aftermath of this battle will cause large numbers of troops on both sides to be killed or injured.

The battle on the ground seemed chaotic, but in fact both sides had corresponding commands, and basically they fought back and forth.

In the higher sky, the battle between Nitia and the Pope was also in a state of anxiety.

The two of them had various magical bombardments. After several attacks, the aftermath of the battle had shaken the surrounding clouds. In the sun, Nitia was wearing a dark magic doll shining.

"clang--"

The two sides fought each other for a long sword, splashing a lot of sparks, and retreated more than ten meters at the same time.

Niteya took a deep breath: "I originally thought I had a combat power far beyond the eighth level, but I didn't expect you to be bad either."

"Hahahaha..." The pope grinned, "I really couldn't have imagined that a mere ordinary human could fight me to this point!"

"It seems that my guess is correct." Niteya said, "I just felt a strange feeling of your power. You shouldn't be a human, right?"

"So what can I do if I know?" asked the Pope, but then he changed his tone. "I know more or less about your information. Alchemists of your level will be too incomparable with the destruction of Decao. If you are willing to surrender, you will definitely have a place in the church headquarters in the future!"

"Can you be taller than the Regent?" asked Nitia.

"Of course it's impossible!"

"Then stop talking nonsense!" Netiya rushed over again, "If you want to instigate me, at least you have to offer higher conditions, right?"

"It seems that some coercive means are needed." The big sword in the pope's hand shook for a moment, "Don't worry, I won't kill you!"

"Maybe I will!" Netiya slowly raised her hand, "Dissing your words, maybe you can check the source of your power!"

As the words fell, a magic circle with a diameter of more than one thousand meters suddenly unfolded in the air, and various mysterious runes mixed together and slowly rotated.

Seeing a huge magic circle appearing above his head, the Pope was really ready to dodge, but found that his body could no longer move.

"Space imprisonment?" the pope asked with his head raised.

"You know very well!" Netiya's tone was filled with a smile.

This was also created based on the principle of the space ring, but for such a high-level life, Nitia believed that he would definitely have a way to crack it, so she did not get close to it rashly.

Seeing that she did not take the opportunity to come and pursue the victory, the Pope showed a slightly disappointed expression on his face, but then he laughed: "I must bring you back to the church!"

"It depends on whether you have the ability!" After saying that, Nitia raised her hand and pointed it gently in her temples.

Inside the cabin of the spacecraft at the end of the battlefield below, in the room where Bayer had more than a dozen computer experts were located, Nydia's voice suddenly sounded: "The target has been imprisoned, I can't last for too long, and I will fire a magic electromagnetic cannon immediately!"

"yes!"

A dozen computer experts agreed and began to pound on the keyboard with their hands.

The deck of the spacecraft suddenly cracked a square of more than ten meters long and wide, and the two doors opened left and right.

A turret with two side-by-side gun barrels slowly rose.

The two gun barrels were about one meter in diameter. After the turret was raised, it extended forward one piece, reaching ten meters in length.

"Damn it, what's this?" Baier couldn't believe it when he saw this scene in the cabin.

"Didn't you hear it just now?" said the young man next to him, "Magic electromagnetic cannon!"

"No, this is definitely a fucking magic world, right?" Baier felt that his mind was a little overwhelmed, "How do I feel..."

"Maybe it was, but it won't be sure in the future." The young man next to him smiled.

...

In the sky, the imprisoned Pope saw that Nitia could not come, and her magic suddenly burst out, intending to forcibly break through the tightened space.

The space confinement itself is difficult to crack, but for high-level lives, one force can break all things!

Let’s not talk about the vampire with the greatest arm strength, but also the eighth-level demon, Dikao. If you condense all your magic power at a little, you can temporarily make a hole in the space.

Although this hole may last less than a second, this time is enough for eighth-level life to do a lot of things.

"Crack click..."

Under the huge magic circle, the Pope who was imprisoned in the place began to twist slowly, and cracks seemed to appear in the surrounding air like shattering of glass.

Niteya raised her eyebrows slightly: "I knew..."

However, as he was about to struggle out, the incandescent light lit up on the gun barrel of the spacecraft on the ground.

And a large number of magic arrays wrapped around the cannon barrel also emit colorful light.

If a church magician saw this scene at this moment, he would definitely open his eyes widened because these magic circles were not portrayed in the barrel, but were suspended around the barrel in a circular shape.

“biu——”

Two white lights flashing with electric arcs suddenly slashed through the air and shot straight to the Pope in the sky.

These two white lights were very fast, and they almost formed a line between the sky and the ground in the blink of an eye, and there was no trend at all.

Two white lights accurately hit the Pope who was about to escape from the imprisonment, but Niteya did not have any relaxed expression.

She knew very well that this thing could not kill the pope, at most it was just to see if it could cause some damage to him.

After all, Dikao has proved that eighth-level life is not even afraid of nuclear bombs.

But the Pope's physical fitness should not be as good as Dikao's, so even if this thing cannot kill him, it should cause some damage.

The bright white light in front of him surrounded the large number of electric arcs and hit the pope. The light emitted in a moment made Nydia unable to help but squint her eyes.

It's too bright, this thing is so brighter than a flash bomb.

If you look from the ground, it is like a white sun suddenly appears in the sky.

In the low altitude, a large number of elves shouted and covered their eyes, unable to help falling from the air.

"What's going on?"

Alisa asked, tearing a demon's throat and turning back.

"It's so bright!" Mischelia's voice rang in her mind, "Our elves have too strong eyesight to bear this light, and their eyes are burned!"

"Enjli!"

"I know." Enjieli agreed, and then contacted Mischelia: "Let all the injured elves land slowly, and I will heal them."

"Thank you!" Mishylia agreed and immediately gave the tribe members the order to land.

I guess Nitia in the sky didn't expect that she would cheat her teammates. This is thanks to the high altitude close to the edge of the atmosphere. If she was closer to the ground, many elves' eyes would probably be completely burned.

However, the magic electromagnetic cannon fires fast and lasts short. It lasts in less than two seconds, and the white light connecting the heaven and earth has completely disappeared.

There was nothing in front of Nitia's eyes.

"Is this a magic prop?" The pope's voice sounded behind his back, "It's really amazing. With such props, even ordinary life at level one and two levels can kill fifth-level lives in seconds. It's simply incredible!"

Nitea slowly turned her head and saw the pope floating behind her.

The armor on his body was still scarred, but it looked black in some places, which was caused by electric shock.

But the most important thing is that there are large areas of burn marks on his neck, arms and face!

Although these burns are quickly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, it still means that the attack just now has worked.

However, Nitia felt a little incredible when she saw this scene, and her tone was full of curiosity: "You are the pope, and the holy attribute magic ratio in the magic electromagnetic cannon has the lowest ratio, but can it hurt you like this?"

"It's true that he is a smart person..." The Pope grinned, "I just thought you would find out."

"You are not a simple human..." asked Nitia, "Is it a mixed race between humans and demons?"

"I won't answer this question." The Pope grinned, "If you can become my confidant one day, maybe you will tell you!"

As the words were finished, the pope rushed over again, and the sword in his hand pierced Nitia's throat.

This magic-drawn doll could completely resist his sword edge, so Niteya couldn't help but block or dodge, but instead swung her long sword and slashed at the Pope.

He was not wearing a helmet. If the sword hit him, he would be finished on the spot.

However, the Pope just turned his head slightly and let the sword slash his shoulder armor.

"rub--"

The sword of Nydia's characteristic broke through the resistance of the armor and cut into the armor, and the sword edge cut into the pope's shoulder.

The Pope's sword also stabbed Netiya's throat, blocked by the doll shell, and did not enter it at all.

However, he seemed to have no feeling of the injuries on his shoulders. The next moment, the sword disappeared, he clenched his fist with one hand and slammed Nitia in the abdomen.

"Bang--"

A huge muffled sound rang out, and Netiya flew backwards like a cannonball.

"cough!"

Netiya, inside the doll, spit out a mouthful of blood, her eyes widened uncontrollably.

"This kind of power...is not a simple mixed blood..."

Although the magic-drawn doll was not broken, this force entered the inside through the doll, breaking her internal organs.

The tube behind her spewed out flames, stabilizing her figure. Before she could change her posture, the pope had already chased after her.
Chapter completed!
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