Chapter 358 Arrival (2)

The Pope looked up together with the seven saints.

I saw those light clusters spread out, revealing their true colors.

"People? No, no!"

The Pope narrowed his eyes, carefully identifying the words.

In the light group, there are humanoid monsters.

The reason why they can be determined that they are not human is mainly because their bodies are the same as human beings, but there are no facial features on their faces.

The power of the elements surrounds them, condensing effortlessly as they move.

The powerful Ten Elements scattered from the sky to the land, causing the entire city to be billowing with smoke.

Great Saint Hutt's complexion also changed.

He's a powerful fighter with a lot of combat experience and quickly sees the point.

"Their manipulation of elements is several times stronger than that of the Five Elements professionals!" he roared.

"They're like masters of the elements," Cardinal Kidd also said.

In the sky, faceless monsters exude different elemental auras from their bodies.

Every monster can perfectly control an element.

- The devil.

The demons of the Frozen Hell have completed their assembly and began to siege the city.

The entire capital of the Holy Nation is their goal.

The reason why the cathedral was attacked first was because the church complex was magnificent and eye-catching, attracting more than a dozen light groups.

"Move all the professionals, you all go to command the battle, hurry!" the Pope ordered loudly.

The seven saints commanded their subordinates to meet the monsters in the sky.

Almost instantly, the battle entered its most tragic stage.

Demons can perfectly manipulate elements, and their attack power is several times that of ordinary human professionals.

They can also fly.

All the demons fly in the sky, and ordinary professionals cannot attack them at all.

The Holy Religion dispatched all the mobile armors.

But these mobile armors of the Holy Religion are already mechanical weapons that are behind the times.

The number of demons is far more than the mobile armor.

They fly freely and attack at will.

The entire Crusaders were in a hard fight.

In just a few dozen minutes of battle, the devil gradually gained the upper hand.

They are approaching the Holy Nation Cathedral.

The Pope flew into the sky and fought personally, killing seven or eight demons in one fell swoop.

This scene angered all the demons.

Hundreds of demons gathered together and erupted in round after round of elemental salvos.

The entire cathedral was razed to the ground.

Even a mighty Pope would not dare to face such a terrible attack.

She is alone.

Using the recluse card, the Pope temporarily avoided the edge.

The fight continues.

The demons couldn't find their target, so they unleashed their anger on others who resisted.

Time goes by.

After the death of thousands of Crusaders, and even the sacrifice of two saints, the Pope is still hiding in the religious hideout.

She didn't shoot again.

She silently hid aside and carefully observed the scene in the sky.

"Demon race? This seems to be the existence of the previous era, but they still have the breath of the dead. It seems that they really climbed out of hell." She murmured.

Now I can't go to the Kirishima world. If I can't keep it here, I really can only wander in the universe or other worlds.

The great saint Hutt was covered in blood and ran up to report: "All means have been used, but their numbers are increasing, and it is extremely difficult for us to kill them."

The Pope looked to the sky.

The elemental attacks of the demons are superimposed on each other.

As their numbers continue to increase, hundreds of clumps of elemental energies mix together to form an extremely powerful spell attack.

With such an attack, even she could not resist.

The church completely collapsed.

The light poured down and fell on the Pope's face through the veil.

She suddenly laughed.

These days, she has been wandering on the ocean of corpses, holding her breath.

Unexpectedly, after returning, he was forced to such a field.

There is no going back.

fed up.

"Hurt, are you afraid of death?" the Pope asked.

"I am willing to sacrifice everything for the holy religion," Hurt said.

"For the Holy Religion, why not for me?" The Pope was slightly disappointed.

Hurt was stunned for a while, and said, "For you and the Holy Religion, this is the same."

The Pope was silent for a while, and then ordered: "Go, get the ascetic Ivan."

Hurt noticed something and said: "Ivan is a guy with insufficient brains. If you have anything, please tell me directly. I am willing to sacrifice everything for the holy religion."

"No, this next task is not suitable for you, go and find Ivan, immediately."

"...As ordered." Hurt had to respond.

Ascetic Ivan soon came to the Pope.

"Hurt, you go to preside over the battle." The Pope ordered.

"Yes." Hurt stepped back.

Before leaving, he glanced at his brother worriedly.

"Please tell me." Ivan knelt down on one knee.

The Pope walked up to him step by step and murmured: "Ivan, you are an ascetic, your soul is purer than anyone else, so I will give you a weapon."

She asked, "Now I ask you, are you willing to fight for me?"

"I do!"

Ivan exclaimed excitedly.

He remembered that the Pope had given Cardinal Kidd a magical whip.

The whip can be emptied with Kidd, which is very strange.

Now, at this critical moment, the Pope is finally giving himself weapons.

Ivan was thinking, when suddenly a card appeared in front of him.

On the card, there is a dark vortex.

In the center of the vortex, a hand stretched out, as if politely asking him for a handshake.

But after taking a second look, I felt that this hand had a hint of crazy emotion.

—Like a drowning man, trying to grab whatever he can.

"Take it," the Pope said.

Ivan hesitated.

A bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

"Take it, this is an order," urged the Pope.

"Yes." Ivan bite the bullet and took the card.

The Pope took a few steps back when he saw that he had taken the card.

She watched Ivan quietly, with fear and a hint of sadness: "Don't blame me, don't blame me, I have nowhere to go."

Ivan had a puzzled look on his face and said, "Sir Pope..."

Perhaps because the other party was about to die, the Pope rarely said a few more words.

"Yes, after using this contract card, I don't know what will happen next, but I don't want to experience endless wandering again. You have to be considerate of me."

Hearing these inexplicable words, Ivan became even more puzzled.

He was about to ask something, but saw that the card in his hand changed.

A huge palm stretched out from the card, grabbed him, and dragged it in.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Intermittent tragic wailing.

Creepy chewing sound.

The overlapping of two hellish sounds made people imagine that there was a person who was slowly being eaten.

After a while, a satisfied sigh sounded on the card.

"Well... With the pure soul purified by the ascetic practice, and with the bloody and cruel killing intent, even in the ninth layer of purgatory, it is a rare delicacy."

"Isa, you are finally willing to sign a contract with me, and I am very satisfied with such a delicious contract gift."

The Pope—or Isa, salutes respectfully, and responds: "You are satisfied."

"Since the contract has been established, then, say your request." The voice asked.

"I will hold your flag and stop a war in your name," Isa said.

"Ah, such a simple matter, I allow it." The voice said lazily.