──

Just as Starx had seen, the gray air that had been entrenched in the Pope's forehead suddenly came alive and slowly 'swam' on his face, like a small snake burrowing into the skin of his face.

"Uhh......h

The Pope's expression instantly changed from solemn to hideous, and his throat trembled slightly, and he let out a roar.

Starx was shocked, his face couldn't help but change greatly, and he hurriedly helped the Pope to stand up, "Your Excellency, you ...... What's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable? Need me do something for you?? ”

The Pope opened his mouth, but his voice was so small that he couldn't hear what he was saying.

"Lord Pope, be louder, I can't hear you......" Starks said with an ugly face, and the gray air flow in his heart is too domineering, right? Not only did it swallow up Convins, but even the Pope was harmed like this.

The pope's eyes were closed, his expression was pained, and he said with difficulty, "I...... I call you...... Call you ......"

Seeing this, Starks hurriedly put his ear to the Pope's mouth, for fear of missing a word.

"Get out!"

The Pope said the last word weakly.

Starks froze, as if he thought he had misheard.

"Uhh......hh Burst!! ”

The Pope suddenly opened his eyes, which were bloodshot, and he clutched his head and howled in pain, and finally spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Because Starx couldn't dodge, he was sprayed in the face by that mouthful of old blood......

Touching the slimy and fishy blood on his face, perhaps mixed with some pope spit, for a moment, Starx was a little dumbfounded.

Didn't the Pope use the 'Soul Protector'? Still can't resist the erosion of that gray airflow?

What's that, exactly?

Is it really the 'wraith' that His Holiness the Pope said earlier?

I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?

How can there be such evil and vicious methods in the world??

Yes, Starks still didn't know what the essence of this 'gray air current' was, and even the Pope didn't know, they all thought it was an attack method used by Jiang Feng.

"Teach...... Hold on, Your Holiness Pope, and I'll send you back to the Holy See!! Starx bent down and gestured to carry the Pope on his back.

"Bang—"

"Ouch!!"

Starks fell on the ground and almost fell into the sea, got up and turned his head to look at the Pope in bewilderment, wondering why he was kicking himself.

"Your Excellency?"

After the Pope landed, he quickly sat up from the ground, pinched the seal with both hands, forcibly endured the pain in his body, and once again used his life-saving method - soul protection.

A thin layer of golden light appeared from the Pope's body again, the Pope closed his eyes tightly, and the speed of the gray air flowing on his face suddenly slowed down, and the Pope's face was slightly better.

Starx didn't dare to speak, so he stood aside and waited tightly......

During this time, Starks' eyes remained fixed on the gray air flow on the Pope's face, and after the Pope re-applied the 'Soul Protector', the gray air flow slowly returned to his forehead and became more and more dark.

After about five minutes, the almost transparent gray air flow suddenly shot out from the Pope's forehead, and fled towards the sky, at this time, the Pope also opened his eyes suddenly, hurriedly stood up from the ground, and raised his hand to see an incandescent light towards the gray air current.

"Boom!!"

There was a sudden explosion in the air, and a violent wave of air swept up gusts of wind.

Starks' clothes were blown to the sound of hunting, and his eyes widened as he stared at the battle situation in the sky thirty or forty meters ahead.

But......

After the explosion was over, the gray air still ran out, as if it had not been harmed.

"Bastard!!"

The Pope roared in anger and jerked up the Holy Scepter, the jewel at the top of the Holy Scepter shining as if to deal a heavy blow to the almost transparent gray air current.

However......

After the Pope chanted the mantra of the Holy Photovoltaic Demon, there was nothing in the air, and the gray air flow had long since disappeared into the sky.

"Humph!"

"Damn it!!" The Pope said through gritted teeth.

"Your Holiness the Pope, what the hell is that gray air current?"

"Why are you so domineering??" Starx asked with trepidation, fortunately the gray air didn't end up with the Pope, but fortunately the Pope finally forced it out.

Otherwise, if something happens to the Pope, the Holy See will definitely be in chaos, and the entire Western world will be in chaos!!

The Pope did not answer Starks, but stared at Starks with angry eyes, and looked at Starks with a solemn look, looking like he wanted to eat Starks!

"Huh??"

Starks couldn't help but take two steps back, not understanding what the Pope's eyes meant.

Don't......

He's going to blame me for the gray air current's escape?

No way!!

"Come here!" The Pope said coldly.

Starks' face was ugly, and he mustered up the courage to ask, "Your Excellency, ...... What do you command?? ”

"I called you over!!" The Pope roared.

"This, this ......" Starks hesitated, looking at the Pope like this, there must have been no good fruit to eat in the past......

"I'm not going to move you, right?"

"Have you forgotten what happens if you disobey my orders??" The Pope gritted his teeth.

Starks was shocked, his face turned fierce, and he walked towards the Pope.

"Smack—"

"Poof!!"

Starx spurted a mouthful of blood in the air and fell to the ground with a heavy slam.

Starks lay on the ground for nearly half a minute before he came to his senses, covered his cheeks and asked the Pope, "Your Excellency, I ...... What am I doing wrong? Why do you ......?"

Before Starks could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the Pope.

"Bastard! You're trying to kill me? What a crime!! The Pope asked, glaring at Starx with a gloomy gaze.

"What—"

"Teach...... Pope, you have wronged me so much! I definitely don't have that kind of thought!! Starks anxiously explained.

"I ask you!"

"Why did you interrupt me when I was about to force that group of 'resentful spirits' out of my body when I cast the 'Soul Protector'?" The Pope said in a deep voice.

"Interrupt?"

"I didn't!!"

Starks felt extremely wronged, when did he interrupt the Pope??

"How dare you quibble?"

"You just helped me up, didn't you interrupt something??" The Pope trembled with anger, and the veins on his neck bloomed like black dragons, and he was eager to raise the holy scepter in his hand and knock it on Starks' head.

──

(End of chapter)