"This is impossible? There is no reason why you can do anything to my body from a distance!?"

The god of death still couldn't believe it. He was burning in the small universe against the Pope's corpse-accumulating energy wave. Wu Jian and his friends' tricks were blocked. Under the protection of his power, the body should be in sync with the soul. Since he could not shake his soul, the body should be in its original place.

"I discovered when I used the singularity explosion to smash you down. Your little universe is not free to control, just like it is manipulating it through a thick layer of gloves. This is probably because you did not combine your soul with your body. Unlike Athena and Pluto, you just simply put your soul in the same position as your body, and then manipulate your body like a puppet. Humph, this is probably because you do not cut off your soul and human body to touch it, but it is also

With this blessing, you cannot exert the true power of God at all, and your control over the small universe is also rough, so it gives us a chance. As long as you attack your body and soul while being affected by the Pope's corpse-accumulating wave, you can shake your soul and penetrate the power into the body. Because I completely merge the physical attack and soul attack, you cannot tell what kind of attack is in that situation, and you will not be able to make the right defense."

Wu Jian is not only bleeding from the seven holes, but also blood on his body seeps out of the cracks in the holy clothing, dripping down the holy clothing, looking embarrassed. He said these words while panting, and was also secretly anxious in his heart (you might as well reply to me quickly, it won’t take much time to do this!)

Wu Jian was delaying time, but Death did not intend to do anything to Wu Jian and the others now. Although he was embarrassed by Wu Jian and the others, Death has calmed down now and has just a mocking expression.

"Humans! I didn't expect you to be able to do this. I really underestimate you. It's worthy of praise! But even losing a temporary host is no big deal."

Although the god of death said compliments, the mocking expression could not tell the meaning of compliment.

"Yes, this is indeed something worthy of praise. Because now your soul is directly exposed to me!"

The Pope ignored the suction force of this God's passage and walked towards the soul of the God of Death.

"You've made a mistake, but the replacement body needs as much as you want."

The god of death looked at the pope approaching him, and the mocking expression on his face became more and more obvious, and even showed a mocking smile.

Immediately afterwards, the soul of the God of Death flew out to the Pope who was close to him and merged into the Pope's body. At the same time, the Pope also screamed and a black star appeared on his forehead.

"!!!Master!!!"

Although Manigot saw this scene, he wanted to stop the soul of Death, how could he keep up with the speed of Death at such a distance?

Moreover, when Wu Jian saw the pope approaching the soul of the god of death, he had already guessed what the pope was going to do. Although he was secretly paying attention to Manigot's actions, he quickly blocked his way after Manigot's actions and did not let him hinder the pope.

"Manigot! Don't come here!!!"

Fortunately, the Pope also spoke out in time to stop him in pain, otherwise Wu Jian would have fought with Manigot.

At this time, Manigot also discovered something was wrong. Although the Pope screamed in pain just now, he was calm now. Wu Jian and the others could not hear the voice of the God of Death, but only heard what the Pope said to the God of Death.

"What's wrong? Danadus, my body doesn't seem to be useful as I imagined... The Pope is the one who can beat the game even if he fights God!!!"

The Pope tore open the robe on his body, revealing a holy garment.

"This! This is!!"

Manigot obviously knew that the cloak was the voice of the constellation, and that was why he was so shocked. But the Pope ignored Manigot's reaction and talked to the god of death on his own.

"This is the altar constellation holy cloak of my brother Baili!! For more than two hundred years, we brothers have been constantly pouring into this holy cloak into the small universe... I have been looking forward to this moment! Now, you are like a bird in a cage that cannot fly!!!"

As if as the Pope said, the God of Death seemed to begin to struggle. The Pope's body vibrated violently, and blood was spraying out from the cracks in its body.

At this time, the Pope took out a box from the cloak and explained: "This is a holy cabinet given by the contemporary Lord Athena. Even if you are sealed in it for hundreds of years, you will never think of it... Manigot, wait for you to take the helmet of the God of Death back and hand it over to my brother Bai Li. And Wu Jian, the remaining three amulets will be handed over to you."

After the Pope finished the instructions, he calmly opened the holy cabinet. A violent light burst out from the holy cabinet. At the same time, Wu Jian and the others also heard the screams of the gods. After the light disappeared, the passage of God also disappeared. At the same time, the palace floating in the air collapsed without Wu Jian and the others reacting.

Without the influence of the God's Channel, the little thing that landed from the sky would not be difficult for Wu Jian and Manigot. After Ping An landed, he also heard the prompt from the Lord God. Wu Jian, who had been worried about any variables, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Manigot, are you okay? It's great that I didn't cry there just now, and I can cry now."

"Bastard! Who will cry!"

Manigot is not the one who cares about such words, but he didn't let Wu Jian see his face. He held the helmet of death in his hand and looked up at the sky, not knowing whether he was crying.

"Is that true? If you're fine, I'll leave."

Wu Jian walked past Manigot without looking back.

"Wait! Where are you going? That's not the direction of the holy land."

"Go to Tianma's place."

"Speaking of this, I do have a task to protect them... Are you okay with this now? You'd better go back to the Sanctuary to rest!"

Manigot looked at Wu Jian, then turned his head and "cut".

"It's just a skin injury, but your small universe has almost been consumed."

"Hmph! How many times do you think I have encountered this situation during my practice? You should go back quickly, lest you ask me to take care of you."

Protect the Ye and Ye and the others, but now I don’t know what they are doing. Although Wu Jian has been talking to Manigot, his pace has not stopped for a moment, and Manigot also followed.

"...Manigot, is it really okay for you to hold your helmet? I think it's better for you to complete the Pope's will first."

After thinking about it, although Manigot is very strong, it is still hard to say how much combat power it retains after the battle of Death. Wu Jian advised him.

"I've even beaten the god of death, what else can I be afraid of? It's just to protect a few kids, no problem."

"Yeah......!!"

Wu Jian, who was walking in front, felt someone fighting in front of him, and a sudden stop made Manigot, who was following behind, almost bumped into him.

"Wu Jian, what did you guy suddenly stop doing??"

Ignoring Manigot's roar, I perceived the exact direction carefully, and quickly went to that direction.

"...You guy, you feel too sensitive!"

Manigot followed closely behind. As the location got closer, Manigot also felt it and couldn't help but admire Wu Jian's perception.

In front of him is Elsid, who has already solved the trouble-injured warrior and is confronting the four dream gods: Oneiros, Ichronoth, Ichronoth, Ichronothus, Ichronothus, and Morpheus, the Creator.

"Wait! Alcide!!!"

Alcide had already planned to attack Fantasy Ikeros, one of the four gods of Dreams, but was stopped by a voice at this moment.

The owner of the voice was Wu Jian. He and Manigot came here in time and reminded Elsid not to take action. Then he stood next to Elsid with Manigot, one left and one right, confronting the Four Gods of Dreams.

"Oh, two more are here."

Although I saw that there were two more people on the other side, the fourth god of Dreams looked indifferent.

"Well? That's Lord Danadus' helmet. Are you two the ones who seal Lord Danadus?"

The first person to discover this was the dream god Oneiros, but even though he knew this, he was still the old god. Although the other three gods were also surprised, they still did not take Wu Jian and the others seriously, just like Oneiros.

"Hey, since you know, why don't you give way to me quickly!"

Manigot was very unhappy with their attitude and ordered them in a more arrogant tone.

But the four gods still looked indifferent, and Fantassus was still giggling. Fantasy Ikeros stood up and said, "That boy was planning to attack me just now, so let me deal with them."

"Then I'll leave it to you."

"Don't play for too long."

“………”

The other three gods seemed not going to deal with Wu Jian and others together, and they all left here one after another.

"Hey! Do you want to just escape like this?!"

Manigot was furious with them and was about to rush over to stop them, but stopped in the air.

"This is......"

"This is a messy space, be careful not to get close or attack!!"

Fortunately, Manigot stopped in time, and Wu Jian was worried that Alcide would take action in vain, so he quickly spoke up to remind him.

"I still have some knowledge of the guys. If you just took action like that, you will taste the taste of your own swordsmanship. Thank you very much."

"......What's the meaning......"

"I've twisted the space. If you attack, I'll connect your attacks to your side and let you take your own tricks. This is a very simple thing."
Chapter completed!