Green Monster Epic

Chapter 778: The Death of the Pope

Outside the magic lock, a human army of over ten thousand was organizing into battle formations, launching a frenzied charge under the leadership of a legendary knight general.

The location of the conflict was less than a hundred miles in a straight line from the border fortress of Kansar. Due to the importance of the War Church's Pope as a distinguished guest of the kingdom, aside from the demigod archmage Edward and the two thousand-strong cavalry unit welcoming Li Si, the border garrison stationed at Kansar Fortress also entered a state of combat readiness, prepared to reinforce Li Si's group at any time.

Before the magic lock rose, the immense magical aura from the eruption of the legendary powerhouse who had infiltrated the cavalry unit was immediately sensed by the powerhouses stationed at Kansar Fortress. After the magic lock rose, it naturally blocked the inevitable aura leakage from the legendary powerhouses' battle, but the existence of the magic lock itself was also conspicuous, especially to those powerful spellcasters.

The commander of the Lionheart Kingdom's border quickly made a decision, personally leading a ten thousand-strong army to rush over. The journey, which usually took at least a day, was completed by this group of elite and valiant warriors in just six magical hours under light-pack rapid marching, arriving at the scene of the magic lock.

Looking at the magic lock that blocked the trade route and was covered in white mist, Milko, the commander of Kansar Fortress and a legendary high-level knight, was furious and immediately issued the order to attack the magic lock.

Seeing the mist outside the magic lock gradually dimming, Milko clearly knew that their attacks were finally yielding results, and perhaps it wouldn't be long before this damned shield would be shattered before him.

"All troops, retreat three hundred meters and adjust for fifteen breaths of time!!"

Seeing the effectiveness, Milko's mood was somewhat relaxed, but his face was still full of majesty and tension.

"Charge!!"

Clang, clang~~

The continuous and orderly small-step charge quickly accelerated towards the magic lock. The hundred or so high-level knights at the forefront had already raised their lances, gathering the strength of the warriors from their respective units behind them. At the instant the lances landed on the magic lock, the previously rock-solid magic lock shield was finally pierced through by the long and sharp lances!!

"Well done…"

Milko's face was overflowing with joy. Just as the two words burst from his mouth, ready to issue the next instruction, a violent storm, accompanied by countless figures, rubble, weapons, and other objects, swept towards him.

"Close ranks! Form a defensive formation!!"

Even though Milko tried his best to shout, it was basically difficult to get the instructions across in the face of this howling storm. Turning his head with difficulty to observe the situation of the team, one team after another of warriors was smashed and devoured by the objects in the storm, becoming new hidden weapons in the storm.

In just over a dozen breaths of time, the ten thousand-strong army lost more than half its numbers in this unnatural storm. The remaining people gathered into a group, pulling each other and using shields to protect the most exposed areas, barely surviving.

The storm came fiercely and wildly, and it disappeared quickly and decisively. After just over twenty breaths, the world gradually returned to calm, only the limbs, bent and broken equipment and weapons, and various rubble and dust crashed to the ground, falling in the area where everyone was, and the dust covered the wilderness, blocking everyone's view.

Li Si's gorgeous divine robe and the gems embedded in his equipment were almost completely shattered. The scepter in his hand was bent at a ninety-degree angle. The expression of horror had not yet dissipated from his pale face, and an abnormal flush appeared on his cheeks, followed by a mouthful of blood spewing out.

This was probably the closest Li Si had ever been to death in his life. The shock in his heart should have been very strong, but at this time, his mind was attracted by the power contained in the opponent's extremely powerful combat skill just now.

As the spokesperson of the gods in the world, the popes of various churches can often borrow the power belonging to the gods through some means, such as summoning heroic spirits, and the energy system unique to the gods—divine power.

Li Si could be very sure that the power displayed by the human assassin just now belonged to the power of the gods. Although this divine power was not pure enough in comparison, it was completely enough to crush ordinary powerhouses.

More importantly, Li Si did not feel the aura from the gods from the other party. If the divine power displayed in the other party's body originated from the gods, then the divine power's own divine pressure and aura could not be concealed no matter what.

However, the aura and aura of the powerhouse who displayed the divine power in front of him were far from those of a true god, just like a child wielding a heavy weapon used by an adult.

Otherwise, with his unpreparedness at the time, the effect of the opponent's killing blow would have probably already harvested his life, instead of letting him escape.

Although Li Si's body seemed intact at this time, his internal organs were shattered by the enormous force, and now he was just at the end of his strength.

But in any case, the powerhouse hidden in the dust was his biggest threat at the moment, and he could not afford to have any reservations. Even if the magic lock that was binding everyone's hands and feet seemed to collapse under the opponent's killing move just now, and the mysterious field that affected his flight seemed to be temporarily interrupted, Li Si still had a long way to go to escape from here with his broken body.

"…My Lord, whose kingdom is suspended in the starry sky, please listen to the prayers of your most devout lamb…"

The last few gems on his belt quietly shattered. Two or three defensive magic spells surrounded Li Si. The Pope of the War Church, who had regained his composure, began to pray with a solemn expression, and his spiritual world continued to vibrate, moving closer to a certain frequency node.

"…"

A golden beam of light penetrated the smoky battlefield, and then a magnificent and sacred consciousness that made people feel invincible from the bottom of their hearts slowly enveloped the surroundings. The moment they sensed the appearance of this consciousness, the faces of the dozen or so powerhouses who were still fighting changed drastically, and each of them had complex emotions.

"Base and heretical creatures, dare to…"

The powerful consciousness directly invaded the minds of countless people in the field. The words that did not carry any emotions but seemed to be full of countless anger rolled in everyone's minds. Some weaker human warriors even hugged their heads on the uneven ground and died in pain, while the other powerhouses did not have much reaction to this, but they inevitably had caution and fear on their faces.

Divine Descent, another powerful trump card of the Pope, could drag a wisp of the deity's spirit from the Divine Kingdom into his own body, thereby gaining incredible power. During Divine Descent, the Pope's strength could be regarded as a true deity walking in the world, while also being able to control the deity's various authorities and divine domains.

“Alas, you never learn your lesson!!”

A voice echoed faintly, followed by a prayer that they had heard before, slowly entering everyone's ears: “...In accordance with the will of the Fayman World, any alien creatures not belonging to the Fayman World, return to your place...”

“Expulsion! Domain!”

Allen's expression remained calm. When he learned of Eric's presence in his team, he felt sorry for the Church forces they were facing in this mission. Because Allen understood the Apostate profession created by Eric better than anyone else, it was born to maintain the mortal world and fight against gods and heretics invading the Fayman World.

Although the Apostate profession only had a few domains so far, Allen considered each of them extremely miraculous. If used properly and with suitable partners, it might really be possible to slay gods.

Moreover, the Apostate profession had only been around for two or three hundred years. If given more time to develop, with more talented people learning and exploring other domain powers, its future would not be inferior to other combat professions.

Just now, Allen's sudden burst of violent killing moves affected everyone in the magic lock. Eric, mixed in with the crowd, was interrupted from his continuous control of the domain. However, the strength of a legendary powerhouse was extraordinary after all. His recovery and adjustment speed were much faster than ordinary combat professions. Therefore, after only a few breaths, Eric redeployed the Anti-Air Domain.

When the magnificent and powerful will of the God of War descended upon the Fayman World, about to show its existence, the power of the Expulsion Domain, bearing the will of the Fayman World, was irresistible even to the powerful deity. Before the words were even spoken, that powerful will vanished into the wind as quickly as it had come.

Finally, a look of panic and fear appeared on the face of the powerful Saint Pope Liszt. Just as he was at a loss, a ghostly figure reappeared behind him. It was Vernon, the demigod assassin who had been severely injured by his scheme earlier, launching an assassination in time.

Two pitch-black daggers, like two snake tongues, went in two directions to strangle Liszt's neck. With two light clangs, a dim magic shield appeared on Liszt's skin at the last moment, blocking the insidious assassination.

Clang clang clang~~

Failing in one strike, Vernon showed no frustration. Instead, he took advantage of his opponent's flustered response and displayed his agile figure, constantly moving back and forth around Liszt, leaving ripples on the opponent's defensive spells like a ghost.

Puff! Puff!

As the energy of the protective spells was exhausted, and his flesh was about to be exposed to the opponent's blade, Liszt's divine术 finally took shape. He slammed the curved scepter on the ground, and the fierce shockwave brought by the holy light impact instantly pushed away all the dust, debris, various creatures, and their remains within a radius of dozens of meters around Liszt.

Vernon was like being hit in the chest by a battering ram. His already severely injured body was now like adding fuel to the fire. He was blown away involuntarily. Before he could fly far, a one-handed warhammer flew from afar, accurately hitting one of Vernon's heads.

Puff!!

The head of a powerful demigod was not very strong after all. However, the warhammer, about the same size as it, smashed on it, just like a watermelon being hit. Milky white brain matter mixed with spurting blood, and a demigod-level powerhouse fell.

The battle priest who had done all this also had a sharp longsword inserted into his chest. After a burst of stirring, the eyes of this priest, who faithfully guarded the Pope, also lost their luster, and he slowly fell to the ground.

However, this priest did not see that, just when he thought he had resolved the crisis for His Holiness the Pope, a black lightning bolt suddenly窜 came out from an unknown place, brushed past Liszt's body, which had lost all protective power, and then suddenly disappeared into the vast smoke and dust without a trace. No one even saw the other party's face and dress.

“…Uh…”

Pope Liszt weakly raised his hand and stroked his chest where his heart was, but before his arm could be raised, it had already fallen apart with his body and scattered on the ground. Even at this time, the other party's brain had not reacted, and his vitality gradually dissipated in a daze.

Allen, who had readjusted his physical functions, had already prepared to launch another attack, but before his thighs could exert force, a powerful aura flashed within the sensing range spread by his mental threads.

Then, the aura of the target person Allen had been locking onto gradually dissipated, until it was difficult to sense the other party's heartbeat. Allen immediately switched from defense to offense, and without thinking, a Gale Sword wrapped himself and sped towards the periphery of the battlefield.

The owner of the newly appeared aura was so unfamiliar that he had never appeared in Allen's perception during nearly a day of fighting. Obviously, the other party had been hiding in this battlefield until the opportunity to truly kill the target appeared before revealing his killing move.

Not to mention anything else, just the other party's forbearance was enough to make people amazed. Being able to remain motionless on such an intense battlefield until the opportunity to truly kill with one blow appeared, the other party seemed to have much better assassination skills than the demigod Vernon who had just died.

What's more, the aura revealed by this assassin when he made his move was far stronger than that of a demigod. The almost substantial killing intent stimulated the warning signs in Allen's heart, and he instinctively deployed a powerful defensive move.

The expected attack did not occur. When Allen left the dust-covered central battlefield, he was greeted by a human infantry regiment led by dozens of Lord Knights launching a charge.

“Kill!!”

The leading legendary knight, holding a lance, gathered the strength of thousands of brave human warriors together under the blessing and connection of the knights around him and the halo under his feet, heading straight into the sword blade storm built by Allen.

Boom!!!!

The Gale Sword, which was already coming to an end, was intercepted by a huge force, and Allen's forward momentum suddenly stopped. He was repelled by the huge force for more than ten meters. The charging pace of the human army was also frustrated. A painful expression flashed across the face of the leading legendary general Milko. The lance in his hand was still shaking violently, seemingly about to come loose. It was not until he put his other hand on the middle of the spear shaft that he slowly stopped the shaking of the lance.