I'm all lucky because I'm too afraid of bad luck

Pope Gregory was also surprised when he heard Zhang Xuansheng's deduction, but he did not show it in his expression.

He is the pope of the kingdom of God, the backbone of everyone, no matter what happens, he can't panic.

"The magic group is ready to form a defensive circle!"

The pope shouted and ordered.

As soon as his voice fell, there was a huge gap in the air. The gap was like an eye of a person who had just gotten up. It opened hard, gradually becoming bigger, and finally rounding!

A strange and dark breath came from the hole.

Zhang Xuansheng looked at the huge black hole in the sky, feeling a bit interesting, is this imitating the huge hole?

At this time, all the mages on the square began to chant, opening a huge defensive circle.

The Pope made a mistake this time. He didn't expect that Soul Mound would have such courage. He didn't fight guerrilla warfare, but went directly to the Holy City!

Replacing defense with offense, it has to be said that although it is a dangerous move by soldiers, it does hold the lifeblood of the Holy See.

Defensive magic consumes Mana very much. For example, two people of the same strength, if one side attacks 5 points, if the other side is purely defensive, it may take 8 points to completely eliminate that attack.

In actual combat, neither the mages nor the knights would do this. They might use three or four points of force to almost block the attack and just dodge them.

But this is the holy city!It is the capital of the kingdom of God, the place of spiritual belief for hundreds of millions of believers, and a holy land!

Besides, there are civilians in this holy land, civilians who have no cultivation skills!

They must guard, and they can't let the opponent's attack fall into the holy city. In this way, the mana of the wizards will be consumed more than half at the beginning, and then they may only be able to use a collective attack magic.

As the huge purple-black circle opened and enveloped the holy city, everyone was relieved.

"God said that when the holy war starts, all within the holy city are sanctuary and inviolable!"

The pope slowly said, following his words, the purple-black magic circle in the air changed its color and turned into a holy platinum, which seemed to be stronger.

"Hahahaha, the people of the Holy See have always been so disgusting, but it's just a kind of magic, but it really seems to be blessed by a god."

At this time, a wild laugh came from the huge hole.

Then there was a sound of chains, and first two black men appeared, wearing chains behind them, pulling a bronze coffin, and the laughter came from the coffin.

"Knights of the Holy Guard stand by!"

The pope suppressed the angry Paladins with a word. This time, they were only small characters, and they weren't worth using vital power.

The strongest attack is to be reserved for the ancestor of the Demon Dao, a friend of the first Pope-Mebis.

Pope Gregory is very confident in his own strength. He has practiced grand prophecy to the fourteenth level. It can be said that he is the most genius among the popes of the past. If he changes to the east, he is the strength of the immortal venerable!

But he didn't dare to be careless about the ancestor of Demon Dao, Mebis, who was an old witch who had lived for millions of years, and God knew what realm he had reached at this time.

However, he can be sure that the other party definitely did not break through to the fifteenth order, because the concentration of the weird laws remaining in this world and the profound level are simply not enough, even if Mebis is genius, it is impossible to break through that barrier.

The same is true for him. The law on the holy relic can only allow the practitioner to reach the fourteenth step at most, unless one day he can find the world of the holy relic, otherwise he cannot go further.

The fourteenth order is better than the fourteenth order, the seemingly mysterious big prophecy, after all, just like Jeanne, the combat power of the same order far exceeds other magicians, and can even suppress the eastern monks of the same order.

But Mebis is different. She is the ancestor of magic. How can her understanding of magic be comparable to ordinary people?

Pope Gregory has lived for nearly a thousand years. Although he is not as good as the long-lived monks in the East, he has always been a good thinking person. He has his own unique views and research on magic grudges and the cultivation of the East.

He believes that each system has its own advantages and disadvantages, but in the final analysis, there is no weak system, only weak people.

The strong is not the exercise method, the strong is the human.

Zhang Xuansheng looked at the sky from the side, and his expression was a bit solemn. He might be seeing a real master today.

Regarding the matter of the first soul in the soul tomb, Jeanne mentioned to herself on the road. It may be an existence that is infinitely close to the level of the immortal king. By today, its strength may have surpassed the immortal statue of the broken star tomb in the ancient catastrophe. .

He wondered in his mind whether the Heavenly Dao of the Nine Heavens World could directly remove that Mebis, it was really impossible. Would he use the sealing secret method to consume the vitality and aura of the Western Continent to seal the Ninth Soul?

In the air, a few bronze coffins came out from behind the huge black hole, but there was no more black brother to carry the coffin, and the people in the coffin did not make a sound. The quiet and strangeness made the Vatican army a little uneasy.

"Xuan Sheng, do you feel it?"

Jeanne suddenly whispered to Zhang Xuansheng, her face was not very good.

Zhang Xuansheng was a little confused, not sure what Joan was talking about.

"I feel... the breath of familiar containment objects."

Seeing Zhang Xuansheng's silence, Joan continued.

Only then did Zhang Xuansheng react. Joan actually said that there is an SCP Foundation containment item hidden in the soul grave?

At the time, he had little freedom at the SCP Foundation, and he was not very interested in other containment objects, so he didn't learn more about it, so he knew only those few containment objects.

Joan of Arc is different. Parents are more energetic and may know more.

Zhang Xuansheng is just curious now, is it a living thing or a dead thing hidden in the soul tomb?In other words, a certain soul might be a containment object?

He cheered up. The SCP Foundation's containment is based on rules. It cannot be assumed by common sense, and he cannot underestimate his opponent.

"Little friend Xuansheng, if there is a powerful single-point breakthrough attack later, it will depend on you."

The pope reminded.

Zhang Xuansheng understands the opponent's meaning. The open defensive circle is best to resist group attacks, or to defend against scattered energy. If the opponent breaks through to the point, the best way is for him to block it.

At this time, six bronze coffins appeared in the sky, and no one in the bronze coffin made any noise anymore, and even the soul that provoked the Holy See at the beginning was very restful.

They are not afraid of the power of the Holy See, but know that the one is coming out, and they should come out quietly to welcome him now.

"God said, dust returns to dust, soil returns to earth, the dead should not stay in the world, and the people in the coffin cannot return.

The pope spoke again.

Then something embarrassing happened in the air, and the six soul coffins that had appeared were shaking constantly, but they just couldn't be opened...

Zhang Xuansheng glanced at the Pope, feeling that the old man was quite skinny.