Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

The pope looked up with the seven saints.

I saw those light groups scattered, revealing the true content of them.

"People? No, no!"

The Pope squinted and carefully recognized.

Among the light group, there are monsters of a kind.

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

The power of the elements revolves around them, and they condense as they move their hands.

The ten elements of great power were scattered from the sky, and the whole city was smoldering.

The face of the great Saint Hutt has also changed.

He is a powerful warrior with a lot of combat experience and he quickly sees the key.

"Their manipulation of elements is several times stronger than the five-line professional!" he muttered.

"They are like the masters of the elements," Cardinal Kidd said.

In the sky, there are no-faceted monsters, and the body emits different elements of the aura.

Every monster has a perfect control of an element.

The devil.

The devil of the Ice Hell has completed the assembly and began to attack the city.

The entire capital of the Holy Power is all their goal.

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

"To mobilize all the professionals, you all go to command the battle, fast!" the Pope ordered loudly.

The seven saints commanded their men and met the monsters of the sky.

Almost a moment, the battle entered the most tragic stage.

The devil can perfectly manipulate the elements, and the power of attack is several times that of ordinary humans.

They will also fly.

All the demons fly in the sky, and the general professional can't attack at all.

The Holy Spirit sent all the mobile armor.

But these mobile armor of the sacred religions are already mechanical weapons behind the times.

The number of demons is much more than that of mobile armor.

They fly freely and attack at will.

The entire holy army is in a difficult battle.

In just a few dozen minutes of fighting, the devil gradually gained an advantage.

They are approaching the Cathedral of the Holy Father.

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

This scene angered all the demons.

Hundreds of devils gathered together and broke out one round after another.

The entire cathedral was razed to the ground.

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

She has only one person.

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

The battle continues.

When the demons can't find the target, they release the anger on other resistant people.

Time is gradually passing.

After the death of thousands of holy sects, even after the saints sacrificed two, the pope still hid in the hidden place.

She did not shoot again.

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

"Magic Spirit? This seems to be the existence of the pre-era, but they still have the breath of the dead soul, it seems to really climb out of hell." She muttered.

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

The great Saint Hutt was **** and ran up and reported: "All kinds of means are used, but they are getting more and more, and it is extremely difficult for us to kill them."

The Pope looked to the sky.

The elements of the devil attack, the power is superimposed on each other.

As their number continues to increase, hundreds of elements of energy mix together to form a powerful attack.

Such an attack would not even power her.

The church is completely collapsed.

The sky fell down and fell on the face of the Pope through the veil.

She suddenly laughed.

These days, she wandered in the ocean of corpses and kept sighing.

Unexpectedly, after the reunification, it was forced to such a field.

There is no way to retreat.

Fed up.

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

"For the Holy Spirit, I will sacrifice everything." Hurt said.

"For the holy religion, why not for me?" The Pope was slightly disappointed.

Hurt groaned and said: "This is the same for you and the Faith."

The Pope silently ordered, "Go, find the hard-working Ivan."

What Het noticed, said: "Ivan is a guy with a brain that is not enough. If you have anything, please tell me directly. I am willing to sacrifice everything for the Holy Spirit."

"No, the next task is not for you, go find Ivan, immediately."

"...obey." Hutt had to answer.

The hard-working Ivan soon came to the Pope.

"Hert, you go to preside over the battle." The Pope said.

"Yes." Hurt retired.

When he left, he looked at his brother with anxiety.

"Please tell me." Ivan sighed on his knees.

The Pope stepped forward to him and whispered: "Ivan, you are a monk, the soul is purer than anyone, so I will give you the same weapon."

She asked: "Now I ask you, can you fight for me?"

"I am willing!"

Ivan is excited about the big channel.

He remembers 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, suddenly a card appeared in front of him.

On the board, there is a dark vortex.

In the center of the vortex, a hand sticks out, just like politely asking him for a handshake.

But looking at the two eyes, I felt that this hand had a hint of crazy emotion.

Like a drowning person, trying to catch anything that can be caught.

"Hold." Pope.

Ivan hesitated.

Suddenly he felt a bad feeling in his heart.

"Hold, this is the order." The Pope urged.

"Yes." Ivan bit the scalp and took the card.

When the Pope saw that he had received the card, he took a few steps back.

She stared at Ivan quietly, with fear and a trace of sadness: "Don't blame me, don't blame me, I have no way to go."

Ivan’s face was puzzled and said: “The Pope is...”

Perhaps it is because the other party is about to die, and the Pope has said a few more words.

"Yes, with this contract card, I don't know what will happen next, but I don't want to go through the endless wandering, you have to understand me."

After listening to this inexplicable words, Ivan was more confused.

He was about to ask a question, but he saw that the card in his hand had changed.

A huge palm sticks out of the card, grabs him, and slams it in.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Intermittent and tragic mourning.

The creepy chewing sound.

The two hellish sounds overlap, creating a delusion: there seems to be a person who is slowly being eaten.

After a while, a sigh of satisfaction sounded on the card.

"Well... With the pure soul of purifying and purifying, and with **** and cruel killing, even in the nine-layer purgatory, it is a rare delicious."

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

The Pope or Isa, respectful salute, responded: "You are satisfied."

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

"I will hold your flag and stop a war with your name." Isa Road.

"Ah, this simple thing, I allowed it." The voice was lazy.