Chapter 817: Terrorist Attack
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Samon's body trembled a little, after all, this was against the Pope, who had the name of the number one master in the West, and after the Pope's shout of 'Holy Photovoltaic Demon', it was good that Samon did not go limp.
However, the pillar of light that Samon expected from the sky did not appear, which could not help but surprise him, and he was about to raise his head to look up, when a shocking explosion made his ears deaf......
"Boom!!"
After this earth-shattering sound, the Pope's move, the 'Holy Light Strangulation', collapsed, and the blades that had turned into countless pieces and flew in the air all stopped at this moment, and then slowly rose into the air, slowly gathering together......
For a while, there was no dark cloud in the sky above everyone's heads, and a heavenly dome composed of holy white light appeared in the sky, what is the heavenly dome? It is like a half-sphere covering the sky of the earth, and the identity of this 'coverer' is the fragments of the aperture and the flying blades that make up the 'Great Strangulation of the Holy Light'.
Suddenly, a cover-like dome appeared in the sky, which gave everyone present, including Starks, a feeling of oppression.
Fortunately, this celestial dome did not exist for long, and when it was formed, it was compressing at an extremely fast speed, and under the deliberate guidance of the Pope, the celestial dome turned into a ball the size of a millstone in less than a moment.
Don't look at this ball, it is only the size of a grinding disc, but the light magic contained in it can be said to be all essence, without a single impurity.
So many light magics came together and became extremely violent and destructive, as if this was the most terrifying means of attack in the world, which was contrary to the Holy See's idea of holiness and peace and universal beings.
The Pope raised the Divine Scepter with a cold expression, his eyes burst out with an unconcealable cold killing intent, and a golden robe was windless, as if a demon god had descended, still pouring light magic into the ball above his head.
Samon's body stiffened a little, and he slowly raised his head, and when he saw the ball in the air containing infinite light magic, his eyelids couldn't help but jump.
At this moment, the ball the size of the millstone is still compressing, you can imagine that when the ball is compressed to a certain extent, it explodes, how devastating it must be, the Pope is going to kill himself and his master with one blow!!
You are also known as the strongest in the Western world, don't you have a little mastery style? Don't you have a little belly?
Even if the master really provokes you, is it necessary for you to be so resentful? You've lived a long time to be guilty of dealing with a young man?!
After a brief period of fright, Samon began a series of contempts and accusations against the Pope, which, of course, he did not dare to speak.
Time passed second by second, and the ball the size of a millstone in the sky was now only the size of a fist, and the dazzling incandescent light was too dazzling for people to look at directly.
A terrifying coercion had already overwhelmed Samon, and when he saw the Pope, who was still raising the Holy Scepter and continuing to provide light magic towards the heavenly sphere, Samon cursed him half to death in his heart.
What the hell are you going to do, damn pope? Can you have a better time??
Just after Samon finished scolding the Pope in his heart, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky, and from time to time there were extremely black cracks around the fist-sized ball, although these cracks did not last long, only appeared for two or three seconds and disappeared, but after a while, there were already dense cracks around the ball.
The cracks twisted and blackened, and stood out in the translucent sky, all connected to the fist-sized orb like a multi-legged monster.
These......
It's all a spatial crack!!
In fact, the reason for the appearance of space cracks is very simple, when the force in an instant is too great to make the space unbearable, then there will be a phenomenon of space being torn, and the wound after the space tear is the space crack.
However, the space has a lot of stability, and after being torn apart by a huge force, it will heal quickly.
Just the aftermath of that sphere can cause a spatial rift, how much power does the sphere itself contain? I can't imagine it!!
"Clickโ"
"Boom ......"
Suddenly a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a rapid thunder, as if ...... The existence of the ball of light and the majesty of the Heavenly Father.
It seemed that the compression of the ball of light had reached its limit, and it had always stabilized at the size of a fist, and at this time, the Pope shouted and officially launched an attack on Jiang Feng.
"Holy Photovoltaic Demon, down!!"
"Torahโ"
The pillar of light falling from the sky was not so exaggerated, only the size of a person's arm, and the speed was not as fast as imagined, but even so, where the pillar of light passed, there was still a large area of spatial cracks, and the devastating effect of this blow was self-evident.
The Pope slowly closed his eyes, his right hand holding the Holy Scepter behind him, and waited silently, as if he was confident in his blow, as if he already knew the outcome.
Starks stared at the pillar of light falling from the sky with a shocked expression, he had confirmed in his heart several times that this was definitely the strongest attack he had ever seen in his life, and the Pope was really extraordinary!!
"Uh-uh-uh......"
"Ahh
The pillar of light had not yet descended, but Samon had already felt the pressure of the mountain, his body trembled violently, and he couldn't help but let out bursts of exclamations, and his whole head had been buried deep in Jiang Feng's arms, like an ostrich that plunged its head into the dirt when danger came.
This scene is a bit joyful, but it also causes some people to be very dissatisfied.
"Bastard, you ...... What are you doing? What is shaking?? โ
"What did I just say? Don't let the owner's brain get a concussion! Have you forgotten? The old voice scolded angrily.
"Huh?"
"Yes, yes...... I'm sorry!! Samon raised his head, his lips trembling.
"Excuse me?"
"Hahaha......"
"Your Excellency, can you hear me? Samon this bastard apologizes to you!! Starks laughed.
The Pope still closed his eyes tightly and didn't say anything, but the smile that raised slightly at the corner of his mouth showed that he was still a little proud at the moment.
"Samon, Your Excellency the Pope just gave you the opportunity you didn't cherish, it's too late to apologize!!" Starks scoffed.
With this episode, the slightly tense atmosphere was enlivened up a little, but Samon ignored the self-righteous Starks and listened to the senior's reprimand with a proper attitude.
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(End of chapter)