Infinite Gentleman

Faced with this situation, the faces of all the priests of the Roman Orthodox Church are very ugly.

"In other words, give it a try, Pope." The fire on the right said in a calm tone beside Pope Martin: "The blessing of two billion believers is in the main venue of the Vatican. Is it possible to create miracles with my faith? Let us wait and see."

Although it's a bit strange, why is this man with an uncharacteristic hippie smile at such a terrible time. But the pope has no time to talk to him.

He "hummed". I don't know if it is for or against. And after that, the scepter in his hand was aimed at the battlefield's sincere boarding.

"The so-called Vatican itself is a magic item, and it is the highest and most advanced kind. With the Vatican as the core and the belief of 2 billion believers, it is united to represent the highest power of the Roman Orthodox Church. Used by the Pope. This in itself is the ultimate trick that surpasses all magic.

In fact, before this, this was just an idea. No one has ever used it. Because no matter who it is, no matter how rude or crazy it is, people dare not attack the Vatican under such deterrence. Therefore, this technique has never been considered unnecessary and just groundless.

But I didn't expect it to happen in this case. "

"If you want to surrender, take advantage of it now."

The voice of the original battlefield appeared on the scene, in the hearts of all the priests.

"If you still want to save your lives... Of course, most of the top people won't survive. However, for your beloved faith, a little sacrifice is not a big deal, right?"

The battlefield said sincerely and relaxedly.

And his technique of directly transmitting his thoughts to the opponent's heart also made many priests shake their minds.

"Can't wait any longer!"

The Pope gritted his teeth, and then launched the technique: "Kill this person! Kill this person and eliminate all threats! This is the only way!"

"That's why.

Only one third of the world’s population. And not their full power. It's just ‘faith’. And these two billion people are not all devout believers. "

The battlefield said in a relaxed tone.

Chapter 38 is here, Archangel

When the light became extremely powerful and seemed to be enough to annihilate everything and block the existence of the horror in front of the Supreme Faith, Zhan Tian Yuan sincerely made such an evaluation in a frivolous tone that no believer could accept.

"Profane! Devil! You bastard!"

Even in the eyes of many people, it is a good-tempered old muddle. But in this case, the pope was still furious. An attack that was enough to easily kill a hundred dragons, annihilate a mountain, or completely annihilate a city, just blasted the original sincere ship on the battlefield. Afterwards, the battleship's psychic shield was consumed at a very fast speed.

"In this case, the battleship can't support it for too long. I really like the decoration here. If it is destroyed, it would be a pity." Yuchuan said by the side of Zhanchang Yuancheng.

"Uh, uh, I see." Zhanchangyuan replied easily.

"It's sad."

In the next second, the battlefield suddenly appeared outside the battleship. Then evaluate it like this.

Opposite him, the Pope, who felt that he had finally hit his most powerful enemy, was encouraged by this. He yelled, and the attack seemed to intensify again. But at the same time, his body weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In this case, Zhanchangyuan repeated the previous words: "It's sad."

"You don't know anything about true power."

"In other words, the authority of the world."

In the next second, such an attack disappeared.

With part of the authority of the source world, and in the recent siege of the city, he happily obtained more authority in the battlefield, which easily cut the connection between the old man and the two billion believers. At the moment when the technique was not interrupted, the Pope, who had lost the source of external power, was forced to use his own power to maintain the technique. And this technique only lasted for a moment, but it collapsed. Even with this moment, he sucked up everything and everything of the old man. Strength, body, vitality, and even soul.

In this way, he was wiped out in front of hundreds of thousands of priests and a large number of enemies, and even in front of all the audiences in the world who are currently broadcasting live on the battlefield.

"what……"

Almost everyone who watched this scene sighed.

In any case, the current performance of the battlefield is like a villain boss, and the pope is like a brave who wants to slay the dragon. Everyone, even people who have already done a good job living under the system prescribed by the empire, can’t help but hope that this old man can finally turn the tide and make the battlefield sincerity beyond the specifications, and shouldn’t appear in this world at all. The monsters are wiped out.

"It's a pity." Zhanchangyuan said happily: "Everyone who hoped that I would die, let you down."

"So." He went on to the ground, after a moment of stunned, the panicked and bewildered Roman Orthodox priests said: "The last chance, surrender, or what?"

Under the sincere question of the battlefield, a large number of priests, even archbishops and cardinals, knelt down on the ground in despair.

too terrifying. Such a person, I am afraid that only the Almighty Father can destroy him.

however.

Of course.

After thinking about it, they made the "right choice."

There are two, and then more. A large number of priests chose to kneel to the ground. Then I felt a lot easier. The feeling of fright in this war finally disappeared.

In other words, tranquility. Peace in the soul.

"It's over." Battlefield announced this way.

However, it is not.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

In such a scene, a red-haired young man didn't look like a priest in dressing up, but rather like a bad, or cult-like guy laughing wildly.

"Really, sure enough, it really is like this. Really poor, poor fellow. To be honest, I still like him a little bit, hahahahaha..."

He laughed wildly, completely ignoring the surprised, strange, and even disgusting eyes from the priests around him.

Zhanchangyuan sincerely looked at him with strange eyes. Then I sighed: "The religious world is full of lunatics. The more you believe, the more mad. I didn't believe these words before..." The implication was that the fire on the right was regarded as a lunatic.

"Whatever you want to say. Battlefield Yuan." He looked at Battlefield Yuan happily: "Whatever you say.

People fear you, fear you, and fear your strength and strength.

They think you are a demon, a demon king, Satan, an antichrist. But in fact it is not-it is not, of course, you are just a person. You may be strong. But in the final analysis, you are nothing more than a person-since you are a human, you should be afraid, you should be afraid, and you should lose out for granted! "

"What you said is quite interesting."

Treat it as a pastime after the war. Zhanchangyuan looked at him curiously, and then asked, "The question is, why?"

"Why? Of course it is!" He shouted loudly, "Come on, Gabriel!!!"

Under his yelling. The Roman orthodox art was quickly rewritten-the battlefield was very surprised, and very unexpected-the rules-yes, this guy who looked like a neurotic or a cultist was also exposed to the power of rules.

Can be used to a certain extent, and even manipulate the rules of the world.

This is enough to ensure that he is invincible in the face of any enemy.