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“Bang!”
Finally, after a loud bang, the defense built by Saint Luke alone was finally broken through by the false Pope Ignaz.
Looking at the Gate of Heaven hanging in the distant sky, Ignaz smiled with excitement.
"Behind the door is the kingdom of God? Hehe, from today on, this kingdom of God belongs to me, Ignatz!"
He had already concluded that there could not be a real God behind the Kingdom of God, otherwise how could he not be suppressed by the gods when he made such a big fuss
Since there is no God, haha, then the Kingdom of God must be seized by him! All the relics of the former God of Light will belong to him!
With this thought in mind, Ignaz looked up and flew towards the gate of heaven hanging high in the sky.
In the kingdom of God, Wu Hui rolled his eyes repeatedly, thinking that Ignaz was really a native who had never seen the world. He was blinded by greed just after gaining some power.
You know, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. Moreover, a level 9 demigod is nothing but a drizzle in the vast sea of stars. Even a level 10 god is just starting out, and can only call the wind and rain in this plane at best.
Although Wu Hui is weak now, he has inherited many memories and knowledge of the old God of Light. His knowledge is much higher than that of others.
"Forget it, forget it." Wu Hui shook his head helplessly. It was because he was weak now and was still in the process of recovery.
Since this false pope insisted on provoking him, the god, he had no choice but to sacrifice a large amount of divine power to let him see the true power of God.
However, just as Wu Hui was about to consume a large amount of divine power to deal a heavy blow to the false pope, a pure and dazzling holy light suddenly rose from the ground in the distance.
Everyone was shocked and attracted by the beam of light and turned to look. Even the false Pope Ignaz and Archangel Saint Luke in mid-air were attracted and stopped their actions temporarily.
At this moment, solemn and magnificent prayers that made people feel awe slowly came out from the column of light.
"Great God of Light, I am willing to exchange my most pious prayers for your mercy! I am willing to give up everything in the world in exchange for your favor..."
The extremely pious prayers seemed to have some kind of magic. When the prayers sounded, the heaven and earth seemed to be quiet, and even the air seemed to resonate and vibrate with them.
"Yes, it's the old Pope Nasadel!"
"Wait, the old pope is performing... the divine descent technique!"
Those who are familiar with the old Pope Nasadr naturally know the source of the prayer.
Especially his adopted daughter Liliana, and the two former archbishops Edward and James, could not help but reveal tragic expressions when they discovered that the old Pope was performing the divine descent technique.
Later, even the dark witch Judy, the third prince Charles and other believers knelt on the ground. They were paying the highest respect to the old Pope and helping him to pray devoutly.
Because this is a divine art that requires burning one's life, with the old Pope's broken body, there is probably no possibility of survival.
"What? Divine Descendant? Doesn't that old guy really fear death?"
The false Pope Nasadel, who was hanging high in the air, changed his expression immediately when he saw the old Pope performing a spell.