Chapter 163

Mr. Qiu slashed out with a sword, and suddenly felt a powerful force hitting the sword. He was shocked and saw Pope Corsica VI holding the staff tightly in his hand and placing them in front of Prince Baran! His sword was slashed on the staff of Corsica VI!

"His Majesty the Pope, have you forgotten your words? Why did you suddenly protect him again?" Mr. Qiu's face darkened...

Prince Barang had already rolled and crawled behind the pope, and several bishop elders on both sides had surrounded him, forming a triangular ridge to surround Mr. Qiu in the middle!

Corsica VI said lightly: "Mr. Qiu, do you really think I came today just for the fight between His Majesty the Queen and the Prince?"

Mr. Qiu's face changed slightly: "What?"

The pope smiled on his face: "If it was really for that matter, why should I bring the three bishop elders from the Church of God together?"

He smiled as if he was very gloomy: "Mr. Qiu, another purpose of my visit today is you!"

After hearing this, Mr. Qiu's eyes suddenly shrank, he looked at the Pope coldly, and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean!"

Corsica VI glanced at the queen standing on the steps in front of the hall from afar and said lightly: "Didn't the queen tell you what I said in the past..." The pope's smile had a deep meaning and slowly said: "When I met the queen yesterday, I said: If anyone wants to disobey God's will or subvert the authority of the God Cult in the world, then the God Cult will not sit idly by!"

After saying this, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his eyes looked at Mr. Qiu like a sharp knife: "Mr. Qiu, have you forgotten your true identity?"

A sharp look flashed in Mr. Qiu's eyes, and he suddenly laughed loudly: "Very good! You really know my secret!" He looked at the several bishop elders around him in a cold voice, "So, you just want to take this opportunity to get rid of me today!"

Corsica VI smiled and said, "Not bad!"

Mr. Qiu took a deep breath, took a few steps back, stood there steadily, and suddenly sighed: "I understand!"

He smiled sarcastically on his face: "Now it is the best time to get rid of me!"

His eyes were like lightning and he continued coldly: "You have never caused trouble for me before, because my identity is a palace warrior! And you have known that Prince Barang had planned the throne for a long time, so you have to rely on me to protect the emperor and the queen - so that you can maintain the balance between the two sides! Is it?"

He continued to sneer: "But now, the emperor suddenly died, and the Divine Cult is ready to intervene in the struggle for imperial power. With your support, Prince Barang will be defeated today! So... so there is no need for my existence..."

He laughed and said, "But you can't really let Barang die! Because if Barang dies, then the greatest threat to the Queen's power will be gone. At that time, the Queen will no longer need the power of your God Cult... So you can help the Queen suppress Prince Barang, but you can't let him die! Because you want Prince Barang to live, so that the Queen's side will always have such an enemy staring at her! In this way, your God Cult can naturally control the Queen!"

He laughed with mocking meaning: "So I have to die! When I die, there are no masters around the queen... All she can rely on is your God Cult... Hahahaha..." He suddenly laughed wildly and said: "Corsica VI, you take me too seriously! Is my life and death so important to you!"

Corsica VI had a solemn expression and said lightly: "Of course it is important! Your existence is the greatest despise against the gods..." At this point, he lowered his voice and slowly spit out a few words from his mouth: "You descendant of the demon clan!"

Mr. Qiu's body trembled violently, with a bitter look in his eyes, and he murmured: "The descendants of the demon clan...the descendants of the demon clan..." He gradually laughed out loud and said slowly: "What is a god? What is a demon? Is the Kara clan necessarily a demon in your eyes?"

Anger appeared in his eyes, he looked coldly at the bishop elders around him, and whispered: "Corsica VI! Do you think you can kill me with you!"

A ball of flame suddenly emerged from the long sword in his hand! The whole sword began to burn like a fiery fire!

Corsica VI said lightly: "If you kill you, the last trace of Kara's bloodline on the continent will be completely over! You are not an ordinary human, but a descendant of Kara's bloodline. In the name of gods, you must not let you live in this world!"

Several bishops and elders took a few steps back at the same time and stood beside the pope. The staff in their hands were raised high, and there was no spell in their mouths. They had transformed into white holy radiant spirits, covering Mr. Qiu!

The white phosphora seemed to have a special effect on Mr. Qiu. When he touched a little, a hint of white air immediately appeared on his body, and his clothes seemed to be burned!

Corsica VI said coldly: "Mr. Qiu, this is the holy light formation passed down from the Divine Cult to deal with the Kara tribe!"

Mr. Qiu's body seemed to be trembling, and a trace of pain appeared on his face. He slowly retreated, as if his whole body was covered in white aura. Then he slowly sat down...

A bishop elder shouted, "Mr. Qiu, surrender quickly! Accept God's judgment! Even if you are a swordsman, you cannot resist God's majesty!!" The other elders scolded in unison.

Mr. Qiu sat on the ground, with a strange look flashing in his eyes, and suddenly he gently placed the sword in his hand on his chest, and a mocking smile appeared on his face: "Sword Saint Warrior? Humph... Sword Saint Warrior... The strongest warrior on the continent, the first Sword Saint Warrior in a century... It's really ridiculous!"

He suddenly swung the sword slowly, as if he had swept away some fly. Wherever the flames on the sword went, the white phoenix ejaculation shot from the people of the Divine Cult that were originally shrouded in the body dissipated!

Mr. Qiu slowly stood up, and the gray robe that was originally covered with his body suddenly flew into pieces, revealing a samurai costume inside. His expression became sarcastic. He looked at the pope in front of him coldly and whispered: "Are you talking about God's judgment? Then let me see what power your God has!"

His aura suddenly began to burst out, and countless energy shot out from around his body like sharp arrows. For a moment, dust was flying over the square, and the crazy wind was covering his eyes. Miss Nicole suddenly felt lighter. The restraints that Mr. Qiu secretly under her body were relieved. She immediately opened her mouth and wanted to shout, but she was not careful that the wind would pour into her mouth and could not say a word!

His Majesty the Queen was firmly guarded by several warriors of the Royal Guards and gradually retreated to the hall. The people who were originally scattered around the square also ran towards the hall. In the middle of the square, only Mr. Qiu and the people from the God Cult, and Prince Balan were also guarded by several subordinates and hid aside.

Nicole breathed, she wanted to set up a light curtain in front of her, but found that she could not use any magic power. She was shocked, but she had been pulled back to the steps by several military personnel and pulled them closer to the hall.

Mr. Qiu was shrouded in a ball of light, and then the ball of light dissipated bigger and bigger, gradually covering the entire square. Between the heaven and earth, the square seemed to be filled with the murderous aura on Mr. Qiu.

He had a cold smile on his face: "Corsica VI, aren't you going to kill me? You might as well give it a try! But I want to tell you that you may not be able to use any magic here!"

A gleam appeared in the pope's eyes, and the old face seemed to have a strange expression. He suddenly sighed slowly and said in a low voice: "Domain! You have indeed reached the domain powerhouse!"

Far away, in the emperor's bedroom behind the palace, Tian Lie was sitting on the ground yawning, but suddenly felt a trace of breath in his heart. His face changed slightly and suddenly jumped up from the ground. The breath was so strong, full of a murderous aura, as if it had filled the world. Tian Lie's face was a little strange.

"Domain?! Someone in the palace has reached the level of the domain!"

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Pope Corsica VI looked coldly at Mr. Qiu standing in front of him - he looked like a god holding a long sword, his white hair fluttering like a group of snakes dancing wildly, the corners of his clothes were blown up by the strong wind, and the murderous aura in his eyes could hardly raise his head!

"Domain!" The Pope sighed, "Mr. Qiu, I was indeed not wrong. You are really a strong domain..." He spoke in a calm tone and whispered: "But, I already know that you are a strong domain, but I am still here, because today, I have a way to make you die here!"

Mr. Qiu was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Let me die here? A joke! Let me see what method you are using!"

The long sword in his hand slashed like a flash of lightning. This sword really looked like a legendary god, as if it had the power of opening up the world!

But Corsica VI stood there, slowly closing her eyes, and Mr. Qiu's shocking sword slashed in front of him and suddenly stopped! It seemed as if standing on an invisible wall, and could no longer enter even a little!

A ball of phoenix came out of the pope, covering himself and several bishops and elders of the divine religion around him...

Mr. Qiu's expression suddenly changed: "Impossible! How can you use magic here? In my field, no one can use magic!"

The light ball on the pope became stronger and stronger. Several bishops and elders sat slowly on the ground. They held the staff tightly in their hands and slowly injected a shiny and dazzling beam of light into the body of Pope Corsica VI. Corsica VI's figure became brighter and brighter, and in the end they almost turned into an extremely dazzling transparent light and shadow!

His voice seemed to be coming from the sky:

"Yes, in your field, ordinary people really cannot resist your prohibitions, because in your field, all the rules of space are made by you - but don't forget! This world is created by God! People cannot break the rules of your field, but God can!"

His voice became more and more solemn, as if it had some supreme majesty: "God gave me strength, so I can break your rules!"

Mr. Qiu gritted his teeth and shouted, "I don't believe it! What kind of gods, let me see what the power of God is!"

He slashed out a light blade and shot hard at Pope Corsica VI. However, the light blade had just flew in front of the pope, but suddenly melted away like the ice and snow under the sun!

Several bishops beside him kept injecting spiritual power into Corsica VI, and the Pope finally raised the staff in his hand.

The staff pointed at the sky, and he slowly said something...

In an instant, all the clouds in the sky dissipated... The dazzling sunlight shone directly on the earth! Then a roar seemed to be heard from the sky, and the roar was filled with invisible pressure. Mr. Qiu's face looked a little strange, and his body shook immediately.

Then a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and the light ball that suddenly shrouded in the sky above the square became stronger and stronger!

"It's useless!" Corsica VI said coldly: "A man is a man, and he will never be able to fight against the power of God... Even a strong person in the realm cannot do it!"

A low moan suddenly came from the sky, and then a translucent giant armored god appeared in the sky! The god of heaven held a huge light axe in his hand and slashed towards the sky above the Palace Square!

Boom... It was like thunder and lightning, and the entire square shook violently!

Mr. Qiu shook his body and a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth. He pointed the sword in his hand at the sky and gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe it!"

The long sword shot out like a burning arrow, stabbing the translucent light and shadow of the god in the air.

The phantom seemed to roar, and the originally burning vicious sword on his body quickly disappeared, and then the light axe in his hand slashed down again!

The earth shakes!

Only a kid could hear a crack in the light realm of the domain that Mr. Qiu set up! Mr. Qiu snorted, staggered, and spurted blood out.

He looked at Corsica VI in front of him: "Impossible! You are using the 'God General Art'! How is it possible! God has not appeared in this world for a thousand years! Could it be... Could it be..." His eyes showed an extremely surprised look and pointed at the Pope: "Does God have come to the world again? Has the Divine Cult already received the will of God?"

Corsica VI nodded with an extremely serious expression: "Yes, after God forgot his people in the world for thousands of years, he finally opened his arms to his believers again! My 'God General Art' is the highest spell of light that has been unusable for nearly a thousand years. It is the supreme spell that can use the power of God!"

Mr. Qiu suddenly shouted loudly: "I don't believe it! So what about God! This is my realm! In my realm, I am the God here!"

A trace of decisive gaze appeared in his eyes, and his body suddenly rose up like a sharp sword!

His whole person turned into a huge lightsaber and slashed hard at the illusion of the god in the sky!

What does the sun fall look like?

If it must be described, it is what it is now! A dazzling light flashed in the sky. Anyone who looked at the sky felt a severe pain in his eyes at this moment, and he couldn't help but turn black in front of him and sat down on the ground.

Then the dazzling light seemed to burn the entire sky!

The huge elixir of the god in the sky roared suddenly, and the light axe in his hand suddenly broke and turned into streams of light, then the arms... body... head...

In the end, the huge body turned into countless meteor-like balls of light dissipated...

Mr. Qiu's body seemed to fall from the sky like a huge fireball. His face had a high expression, his eyes burning like flames, and his whole person turned into a sword, emitting a murderous aura that stabbed people!

But after looking closely, there was a trace of blood flowing out of Mr. Qiu's eyes, mouth, nose, and ears. His clothes suddenly cracked countless tiny cracks, and then countless tiny wounds on his skin all over his body, and blood flowed all over his body!

His body fell to the ground, shook it gently twice, and his sharp eyes slowly swept towards the Pope, with a stern tone: "Hmph, isn't it about the power of God? Now!"

He took a step slowly and walked towards the Pope step by step! A hint of pain appeared on his face. Every time he took a step, countless wounds on his body broke and became larger, and blood flowed all over his body!

Corsica VI sighed, looked at Mr. Qiu, shook his head and said, "Mr. Qiu, why are you so persistent? How can the power of God be resisted by mortals? If you forcefully fight, your body has been completely broken at this moment! If you support so hard, your body will be destroyed in just a moment... Let's give up!"

Mr. Qiu's face was pale, a hint of sadness and anger appeared in his eyes, and he shouted suddenly: "I must abandon you even if I die!"

His body suddenly swelled, and then a blood mist broke out and turned into countless pieces! A transparent tiny human shadow light body leaped out from the body. The light and shadow seemed very strong, but after it protruded out of the body, it immediately dimmed...

"Spirit!" The Pope's face changed slightly: "The legendary strong people in the realm can cultivate into spiritual bodies, it is indeed true!"

The light body suddenly shot out at the Pope! Wherever he went, it seemed as if sparks were rubbed in the air!

The Pope's eyes flashed and he shouted, "Mr. Qiu, have you not given up yet!"

He suddenly stretched out a palm, and a black ray of ray of light shot out from his palm, and shot out like a black lightning toward the light flying in!

The white light body collided with the black lightning. The light body suddenly shook and fell to the ground hard. A black spear was inserted into the light body's chest!

The face of the light body was vaguely like Mr. Qiu, but it became dimmer and dimmer. A trace of black gas appeared from the black spear, constantly swallowing the light body wildly...

Mr. Qiu glanced at the Pope for the last time and whispered: "Dracula's Spear... You actually used magic weapons to deal with me... Are you still a servant of the gods!"

Finally, the light body scattered in all directions, and after a moment, the smoke disappeared, leaving only a spear inserted into the ground!
Chapter completed!