The cultists below let out terrible screams one after another, and under the large-scale attack, they suffered heavy casualties.

Of course, the Demon King of the West Wing had already seen the connection between that group of cultists and the brave ones.

I just didn't think it was necessary to clean it up.

The two demon kings under his command can only be rare and precious enough if they fight with a lot of people, and the resentment beads brewed will be rare and precious enough.

If it weren't for an alien god jumping out, maybe the West Wing Demon King would still be playing a game with the braves, waiting for the best time to pick the fruits of victory.

Now, although the effect of the resentment bead has been reduced, it is not without effect.

Strength!

The West Wing Demon King felt that his whole body was starting to heat up, full of power.

At this moment, he felt that he was invincible in the world, and he felt that he had advanced into a stronger existence.

However, when I looked up, the grade displayed was just Kankan LV96.

Up one level?

So much has been paid and so much preparation has been made......

And it turned out to be just a step up?

This is unacceptable to the West Wing Demon King.

You must know that compared to that alien god, there are still three levels of their level gap!

This is the third level that breaks through the limit of the class level, and the strength improved by each level is unparalleled!

This also means that the current West Wing Demon King is definitely not the opponent of the alien god.

Fortunately...... I am fully prepared for this attack!

With a slight movement in his heart, the West Wing Demon King began to gradually fly towards the center of the clouds in the sky.

"Where do you want to go? Do you think you have just rejected a true god and can leave unharmed? ”

But at this moment, the cold voice of the alien god suddenly sounded from behind him, like a ghost.

Obviously, he was still a long distance away just now, but in an instant, he came to his rear.

This speed......

His face was gloomy, and without saying a word, the West Wing Demon King attacked directly.

Bang!!

In the center of the cloud eye, thick bundles of lightning roared down.

But the thunder and lightning hit the fluidized body of the alien god, but as if nothing happened, he let the electricity spread all over his body, but he was unharmed.

"Impossible......"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lightning!

The attack of the West Wing Demon King suddenly intensified, becoming as fierce as a raging storm.

Thunder and lightning completely enveloped the center of the battlefield, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

Occasionally, some thunderbolts that were left behind would fall on the side, and ordinary brave people could be injured when they touched it.

As for the monsters, they screamed even more, and some were even killed on the spot by Thunderbolt Yuwei.

On the other side of the battlefield, the headquarters of the Imperial Capital Illumination Sect.

The Pope was panting and watching the situation change in the distance.

And the protective shield above his head, the Illuminati headquarters, had long since shattered into powder and disappeared.

A large number of monsters rushed in.

These monsters weren't a problem for him.

But for other ordinary believers, it was a disaster.

Just when the Pope was busy repairing the headquarters shield, trying to establish contact with the front again.

He was busy cleaning up the monsters that had lost their protective shield and were flooding in.

Rumble!!

Inside the headquarters, there was a sound of explosions.

And in less than a second, another explosion sounded.

This kind of blasting technique is not the handiwork of monsters at all, but more like a unique human behavior.

In addition, the scene after the blasting also looks like it was caused by blasting beads.

As soon as the Pope confirmed this, he was furious and secretly wrote down this account, intending to wait for the end of this war to investigate the matter strictly and find out which guy dared to block himself in this special period.

In all these years since he became pope, he has never suffered such humiliation!

What cats and dogs dare to break ground on their heads, dare to take advantage of the fire to rob!

If it weren't for the fact that the battlefield ahead now involves his own energy, just this kind of little thief, one is counted as one, and all of them need to be [purified]!

Boom Boom Boom!!

As soon as the Pope thought of this, at the headquarters of the Sect of Light, the sound of explosions actually sounded rhythmically one after another.

The flames rose into the sky, as if they had been specially placed, and only now did the explosion switch be triggered.

"Actually...... Actually at this time...... Don't let me find out who it is! Don't let me find out!! ”

The Pope's forehead is bulging.

This is the place where he was born and raised, the place where he ended up from the beginning, the holy place in his heart, and the harbor of his peace.

But today, not only has it been invaded by monsters, but it has also been destroyed by traitors who are also humans.

In terms of the extent of the damage, the overall degree of damage to the headquarters has exceeded 30 percent.

And that's not even counting the monsters' ongoing destruction.

If it has not been processed.

As long as enough time is given, the monsters can completely destroy the entire Illuminati headquarters.

The light curtain was repaired, the invading monster attacking army was attacked, and the headquarters building was damaged......

Three things pressed on the Pope's heart together.

Priorities were briefly measured.

In the end, the Pope chose to repair the light curtain.

As long as the light curtain is re-established, the monsters that have not entered the headquarters will be isolated.

Then you can clean up the monsters inside, as well as the [rats] who are hiding and secretly destroying.

Thinking of those rats, the Pope's mood turned bad again.

Fortunately, he had a lot of self-control and quickly suppressed this feeling.

Crunch, squeak.

In the air, something seemed to be gathering together.

At first it was only a faint light, but it soon became more and more obvious and harsh.

Drink!

As the Pope shouted, the ball of light above his head immediately centered on the Illuminati headquarters, like a lawn fountain, allowing the light to slowly scatter and gradually solidify.

Although it was much weaker before, it was much better than completely losing the shield.

"I don't know if I can hold up my ...... strength"

Previously, the Pope used the power of the light curtain to establish a connection with the brave and believers on the front line.

However, that light curtain was directly shattered in the Demon King's clearance attack.

Therefore, his side was also counterattacked, and his physical condition was not very good.

Now that the light curtain has been forcibly gathered again, the power consumption is actually very large.

This can be seen from the Pope's increasingly serious wheezing.

Just when the light curtain took shape again......

Just when the Pope was just relieved in his heart......

He suddenly felt a shudder from the depths of his soul rising from the shampoo in his hair.

It was as if something powerful was approaching at a rapid pace.

But he had obviously seen the strength of the West Wing Demon King, and he didn't even have this palpitating feeling in the face of it.

How to ...... now?

"Your Excellency, be careful!"

"Protect the Pope!"