Book of Gods and Demons

Hundreds of miles away from the holy land of the human race, among the mountains, on a steep cliff.

The two masters of Darbowa, the contemporary pope of the Golden Oak Church and the contemporary pope of the Yingui Church, wore a full set of gorgeous crown attire and held a scepter, standing side by side in awe.

Behind them, stood more than a hundred clergy.

The auras of these clergymen are unfathomable and vast as an abyss. Judging from their appearance alone, they are probably in their 30s and 40s, but the breath they exude carries a strong sense of vicissitudes of life.

These are a group of old monsters who have lived for at least a hundred years. They live in Dabokai on weekdays and spend a long time in the deserted monasteries.

Even people like Saint Attila and the third Saint Rafa of the Saint Inquisition Court have not been able to come here today.

In the hearts of the Pope and the Pope, Saint Attila is unreliable and unreliable.

Only these old monsters who have cultivated and cultivated for hundreds or hundreds of years are paranoid and extreme, and their thinking is extremely simple and pure. They are the true foundation of the church, and they can be trusted in this world. , Reusable people.

The pope's fingers gently twitched the scepter.

He felt the huge divine power fluctuations coming from a distance, and said leisurely: "As we expected, these gods who have suffered a loss... they won't be fooled for the second time. They really went to fight for Medland's Shaft."

The pope of Yingui Church is a kind-looking old lady. She nodded slightly and said: "The Lord of War and the Lord of Peace, I hope they can lose both."

The pope turned around and glanced at the clergy behind him.

He nodded: "Even if we don't lose both sides, we still have enough ability to **** Medland's Axe. However, for this legendary fetish, someone must always explore the way."

The pope sneered: "Al...they destroyed too much information...you are right, we know very little about the Medland axis, we need pathfinders..."

She murmured softly: "I only notified the Lord of War and the Lord of Peace. Such pathfinders are not big or small, just right."

The two took a deep breath, and then fell into a strange silence.

After a while, the pope mumbled softly: "Only when my lord returns can we bathe in her sacred glory and smoothly enter the realm of eternal life, eternity, and eternal youth... I, there is no time to wait any longer. ."

The pope's hand gripping the scepter suddenly tightened, and several green veins appeared on the back of his white hand.

He murmured: "I don't have much time..."

The two looked at each other and their eyes became extremely complicated.

Before, on the battlefield of Tulum Harbor, when the first wave of returning gods descended from the void, the church demigods of the City of Scrambled Demigods broke through the gods.

As a result, in the process of his breakthrough, the whole soul of this demigod with high authority in the church was replaced by the spirit of Mu.

He successfully broke through the spirit realm.

But he was no longer him, he became a clone of Mu.

There is a problem with the secret method of the church... the church leaders deeply understand this.

Whether the pope or the pope, they are extremely eager to become gods.

But they are absolutely unwilling to sacrifice themselves, let their own self-consciousness disappear, and let their bodies become a puppet clone controlled by the gods they believe in.

According to the secret code of the church...

Only when Mu and Muteste return to the earth can the believers of the church receive their gifts and become gods without any hidden dangers!

Whether it is because of faith or because of the actual interests of the pope and the pope.

The church must use all its power to let Mu and Muteste return to the world at all costs and costs.

In the huge hall, Joe's side had a complete disadvantage.

Gatekeeper No. 7 is holding Medland's shaft cautiously.

Margaret III and others were scoured by waves of divine power of the Lord of Peace. They had no intention to fight and could only reluctantly rely on their instincts to resist the attacks of the followers of Varis, the Lord of War.

Only Joe, he maintained his heyday.

None of the believers in Varis, the white-armored knights in the spirit realm, was his opponent.

Joe and dozens of white-armored knights became entangled in a ball. With each punch, he could severely injure a white-armored knight and beat them all over the sky.

But Joe can only hit them hard, and can't kill them instantly.

And under the blessing of Varis's divine power, the combat power of these white-armored knights has been greatly increased, and their battle formation coordination is even more exquisite to the unspeakable extreme.

They are not alone, but a complete, powerful, and extremely sophisticated war machine.

The spears brought a piercing sound, and a little bit of cold light kept falling on Joe's body.

Joe's skin made a dull cracking sound, and the spear pierced the skin, through the muscles, and through the bones, leaving wounds several inches deep on his body.

The huge vitality is constantly repairing the wound.

But there are too many enemies~www.readwn.com~ The attacks are too intensive. One of Joe's wounds has not been completely repaired, and there are seven or eight new wounds on his body.

In just a few minutes of fighting, Joe has been wounded all over his body and blood is bleeding all over his body.

It was precisely because of Joe's fight that the white-armored knights could not attack Margaret III and the others who had no fighting power at the moment.

And because Joe wanted to protect Margaret III and others, he had to stay in place and resist passively.

Several times, he had a good chance to take advantage of the situation to chase and kill several white-armored knights who had been severely injured.

But because he wanted to protect the companions who couldn't participate in the battle behind him, Joe had to give up the chance to kill.

With a sound of ‘chick’, a cold light came from Joe’s side.

Varis disregarded his dignity, and swung his great sword to attack Joe.

Thirteen spears were piercing through Joe's body, leaving deep wounds on him. Joe's body was framed by a spear, and there was no time to dodge. He just reluctantly twisted his head, and Varis's long sword brushed his cheek.

With a sword, half of Joe's head was almost cut off.

The severe pain struck, and Joe roared in pain, opened his mouth and spouted a black wind column, knocking an attacking white-armored knight into vomiting blood and flying out.

The turquoise light flickered, and a rope slammed onto Joe's arm.

Pierce, the lord of peace, also made a sneak attack.

The rope smoothly entrapped Joe's body, and waves of emerald green power poured into Joe's body like a tide.

The lethality of these divine powers is not very strong, but has a very strong corrosive power.

The extraordinary power circulating in Qiao's body was quickly stained with a faint green color, and then when Joe used these extraordinary powers, he felt that his power seemed to be frozen, and it became extremely obscure and rigid when it was running.