After arriving at the legend and approaching the demigod, Beta also had a certain vague understanding of the soul, something that he had never understood before.

He can now distinguish the essence of the soul, of course, only on the vague level, but it is also much stronger than before.

In fact, most mage players cannot understand soul magic, and the more difficult space magic, most mage players understand more or less. This phenomenon is very interesting. Beta and Roland agree that this is a relationship that they do not believe in the "soul".

But now, Beta could vaguely feel what the soul is.

The two people in front of them have almost exactly the same souls.

Soul copy… Beta thought of this word.

Wait... Beta's heart suddenly jumped, his face fell down. He used the elf link to say directly to Joan of Arc: "Finish Monica immediately and let her be careful that Claire. Claire and the Pope are in the same group."

Joan of Arc, who was reconnaissing the entire scene in the air, quickly found Monica. She swept down and hovered directly beside Monica.

Monica was startled at first. After all, Joan of Arc almost suddenly appeared next to her. And most importantly, as a "bug", Monica was born with a bit of instinctive fear of birds, which had nothing to do with strength. Moreover, Joan of Arc's strength is actually not worse than Monica. Even if it has not turned into a human form, its strength has not increased significantly, but it is at the same legendary level as Beta.

After seeing what it looked like, Monica breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Remember you are Beta's magic pet."

"Yes." Joan of Arc used wind magic to hang before Monica, and his voice was spitting out of her breasts: "Beta asked me to tell you that Claire and the Pope should be in the same group, so you must be careful of him."

A trace of viciousness flashed in Monica's pupils, and she nodded: "I understand."

Joan of Arc flew back to the sky and circled.

And in front of the cathedral, Old Keseymen looked around and said, "Pope Beta, I didn't expect that you, who is so revenge, will come to deal with us in person."

"It's not my personality to just be beaten but not fight back."

Beta took a few steps to the left and sealed the cathedral's door with Kyle, one left and one right.

When Old Ke Saimen saw this scene, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, we won't leave."

Beta chuckled. Of course, he would not believe what the enemy said, and at the same time he pulled out the golden sword from the mansion space. Kyle held the sword shield in his hand.

Old Keseymen looked over and looked at Kyle, frowned slightly.

The other three walls had been captured, and soldiers in black-clad black armor came down from the wall and began to surround the cathedral.

Old Keseymon bounced his fingers, and the combat priests rushed out. They ran past Beta and Kyle, ignoring the two of them.

Beta and Kyle ignored these combat priests. They just stared at the two Popes, one old and one young.

Their opponents are not those combat priests with average strength.

After the battle priest regiment fought with the soldiers who were swarming from afar, Old Keseymon took a step forward. He faced Kyle and smiled: "Young man, why not join us. No matter what, I can see that you are a kind child."

Kyle laughed: "But I can smell the stinky smell on you, it's almost the same as the devil."

So... Old Ke Saimen sighed lightly: "What does it matter if you fall into evil for the sake of the goddess? Child, do you have any important people? If so, you will understand my difficulties."

Old Keseymon seems to be selling miserable things, and wants to use this method to shake Kyle, a brave man who seems to be very good at speaking.

Beta sneered in his heart, and slowly stood two steps forward.

If it were Kyle in the past or ‘Emma’, Kyle in the prediction of fate would probably be shaken when he heard such words. ‘That’ Kyle was very capable but had no matching nature, and had a soft ear. Anyone with some tricks could coax him and play with him.

But Kyle is different now. Under Beta's teaching, he has long had his own worldview and right and wrong view.

Kyle smiled: "I sympathize with your experience, but if you are wrong, you are wrong. To torture more innocent people with despicable means for your own feelings, lovers, or gods is essentially selfish, and you have fallen into the evil camp."

"What about the pope next to you?" The young Coseymen pointed at Beta: "He is also the pope. I don't believe that he did not do anything bad, and a good person did not kill the wrong one!"

"You are worthy of competing with the teacher?"

Kyle's smile disappeared, and he stared at the other party coldly: "The teacher established the God of Wealth, took care of orphans, opened mountains and roads for the entire Holevin, and built canals. The pastors under his command will conduct free medical treatment in the slums every five days, and countless living people are alive. And your God of Life, known as the Order Camp, has done what have you done in the past few years?"

Both Kosaimen remained silent.

They investigated Beta and knew that it was indeed as Kyle said. Beta has been doing good deeds over the past few years, and many sects have secretly said Beta is a fool.

But this is such a pope who only does good deeds and spends money with great strength, but established the God of Wealth from nothing to something.

It seems that there is nothing to say. Old Ke Saimen took two steps in front and threw the skull that never left his hands down.

The smooth skull fell to the ground and broke into bone pieces with a snap.

The young Ke Saimen was shocked when he saw this and shouted angrily: "Old man, what are you doing?"

"Don't you dislike this skull? Isn't it just your wish if it breaks it?"

The young Keseymen suddenly lost his voice.

At this time, many green lights emerged from the broken bone pieces on the ground, and then these green lights gathered together to become a beautiful girl.

Long hair is as close as the waist, wearing a simple one-piece dress, and has a pure beauty.

"Gal-Gado!" The young Keseymon had a faint sadness in his sight.

"Gal..." Old Kesaimen's eyes were only gentle nostalgia.

Beta frowned. He thought the girl looked very familiar, and then he realized that the girl looked very similar to the stone statue of the goddess of life in the game.

But this girl should not be the goddess of life, she lacks that divine temperament.

And the name of the goddess of life is Elise.

The girl floated quietly in front of Beta and Kyle.

"Now, the advantage is on our side again." Old Keseyman said in a kind tone: "Pope Beta, how about we discuss?"

"You want me to leave?"

"Yes." Old Ke Saimen nodded: "I can guarantee that when we see you in the future, we will retreat and never appear in front of you."

The young Ke Saimen's face became ugly, but he didn't say anything.

Beta shook his head.

"That's a pity."
Chapter completed!