Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 574 Holy Resurrection
Originally motionless, Pope St. Paul stretched out a hand like a dead person, and grabbed Earl Vlad's wrist!

The sudden shock shocked everyone, and everyone took a step back unconsciously.

Zhang Ang turned his head and looked at St. Gregory, only to see the same shock on his face, his mouth was wide open and he couldn't speak.

He once again mobilized the natural force of heaven and earth to explore the body of Pope St. Paul, but he still didn't detect any breath of life. In his perception, Pope St. Paul was completely the same as a corpse, but because He is a title-level supreme martial saint, and his physical strength is very high. It can be said that King Kong is not bad.

Being grabbed by the wrist suddenly, Earl Vlad woke up from his obsession with "Genesis" in an instant, and immediately wanted to break free from the palm of Pope St. Paul.

But Pope St. Paul's skinny hand was like cast copper and iron, and it was surprisingly strong, firmly grasping his wrist, no matter how much Earl Vlad struggled, he couldn't break free.

Originally, St. Gregory was willing to let everyone enter the Pope's Hall. Everyone had a tacit understanding with each other, and they all tacitly lifted the hostile state for the time being, and tried not to take action in the Pope's Hall.

But in the current situation, Earl Vlad couldn't care less about maintaining a tacit understanding. After the struggle failed, he suddenly launched an attack!
The god-killing spear in his right hand instantly turned into a red line, stabbing at the cross-legged Pope St. Paul!

Bah!
Before the red thread touched Pope St. Paul, there was a crisp sound, and the red thread burst, turning into countless fragments and flying out!
Countless red fragments flew out, drilling countless small holes on the walls, ground and dome of the Pope's Hall.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and the three people who retreated only had time to protect themselves, and the thing happened.

Zhang Ang looked over again, and saw Earl Vlad's left hand was still tightly held by Pope St. Paul, but the god-killing gun originally held in his right hand was gone!
Is this the gun shattered by a single blow?This is one of the most famous magic soldiers in the entire continent, the number one magic soldier of the ancient Roman Empire who killed the god of war, Christ Christ!

Taking a closer look, I saw that Pope St. Paul, who was originally sitting cross-legged like a dead man, was holding Earl Vlad with one hand, while the other hand changed from an open state to a clenched fist !
Pope St. Paul is not dead?Pope St. Paul is not dead!
"Paul Paul?" St. Gregory's eyes widened, his lips trembled, and his words were full of disbelief.

Pope St. Paul didn't answer him, but his clenched fist slammed towards Earl Vlad!
Bang!
With a loud bang, Count Vlad's whole body was turned into a cloud of blood, which splashed and dyed a large piece of the floor and wall over there red.

Except for St. Gregory, the other three titled martial saints retreated again, all focused on vigilance, and surrounded the strange and inexplicable Pope St. Paul in the middle.

Pope St. Paul still didn't have any aura of a living person on his body, and his appearance was no different from that of a dead person, but he struck out suddenly and knocked out Earl Vlad with one punch, which was so powerful that it made people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

You know, when the three people besieged St. Gregory before, when facing his simulated "Holy Angel Fist", Earl Vlad blocked it, but Caliph and Zhang Ang were injured. It can be seen that Earl Vlad is even stronger They passed the front line of the two, but now, they were punched and killed by Pope St. Paul!

Could this be the corpse control technique of the Skeleton Cult?But why didn't I find any threads of spiritual power on him?And judging by the color of his skin, it doesn't quite look like it. Isn't the corpse puppet of the Skeleton Cult in blue-gray?

Under the extremely tense eyes of everyone, the withered body of Pope St. Paul stood up.

He stood up very slowly, fluffy dust fell down the robe on his body, and scattered all over the ground. The wide and heavy robe on him seemed to crush everyone else.

It took him three or four seconds to stand up, then turned his head, closed his eyes, and faced the four of them.

Then, an extremely hoarse, extremely slight, intermittent voice came out of his throat: "Yes. This is Christ's "Genesis". Not my "Genesis."

His voice was very soft, but it was extremely quiet in the Pope Hall, and everyone could hear his voice clearly.

what does he mean?What Christ's "Genesis", his "Genesis"?Is he really alive now?What does he want to do?
After saying this, under the hesitant, tangled, and guarded eyes of the crowd, a faint white light radiated from the body of Pope St. Paul, and the light became brighter and brighter.
Until it is so bright that no one can look directly at it!
Although the eyes could no longer see clearly, with the help of the natural force of heaven and earth, Zhang Ang could clearly feel the amazing vitality emanating from Pope St. Paul!The vast inner energy surging like the sea!
The endless vitality envelops Pope St. Paul layer by layer, and the inner gas that is as deep as the sea turns into light and gushes out, breaking through the dome of the Pope's Hall and heading straight into the sky!
What the hell is going on?How could there be so much vitality in his body?Such a powerful internal force?He is obviously dead, he is not angry at all!

After seven or eight seconds, the light gradually dimmed, and everyone saw the scene in the white light.

Pope St. Paul's originally withered and thin body became white and plump again, his muscles bulged, his skin was smooth, his cheeks had a healthy blush, and even a head of hair that had long since fallen out had grown back. Down.

Then, he opened his eyes, and looked at everyone with a pair of golden eyes that were as bright as stars. His face was neither sad nor happy, like a god overlooking the world, aloof, like an ant.

Then, he spoke, his voice was full and mellow, with emotion in it: "I understand."

Immediately afterwards, the Pope's robe on his body shattered into countless pieces and scattered into the air. Endless white light shrouded his body, forming a set of gorgeous armor completely composed of light on his body!Behind him, condensed twelve huge wings of light that were as white as snow and were clearly visible without any feathers!
Looking at Pope St. Paul who was like an angel in front of him, Zhang Ang opened his mouth wide and could hardly speak.

How did he live again?Has become so powerful?
Zhang Ang could feel the current strength of Pope St. Paul, which was almost irresistible to him!His sixth sense is constantly sending him danger signals, let him escape from this place!

But under the pressure of Pope St. Paul's powerful aura, Zhang Ang only felt that it was very difficult to move his legs.

But the magnificent transformation of Pope St. Paul is not over yet!
I don't know where it came from, there was a faint singing sound, like a chorus of countless people, holy, ethereal, solemn, grand, sacred and countless wills are reflected in this singing!

The white light that reached the sky still enveloped Pope St. Paul, bathing him in white light.

And above the head of Pope St. Paul, a faint golden ring appeared faintly!
(End of this chapter)