Su Shi seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly turned around.
The windows are so high that it is impossible to directly see the situation in the prison.
The prison door has been opened, and the guards are still frozen. The protagonist can go out at any time as long as he wants to leave.
The Pope had some scruples, and was busy putting out the fire in the file library, so he probably wouldn't act rashly like this.
nothing will happen...
My heart jumped inexplicably, and the sound of orderly footsteps suddenly came from not far away.
The patrolling guards have come over.
Su Shi quickly flashed into the darkness, looked back again, and finally walked away quickly along the shadows.
The pope stepped out of the darkness, silently looking at the cardinal in front of him.
The blackness in his eyes could no longer be concealed, and the eerie chill spread rapidly as he walked around. The guards who were just frozen turned into dust in an instant, and scattered on the ground without a sound.
A few more faint streaks of black air merged into his body.
Esmond looked at him, but his expression became more and more calm: "I thought you planned to take it slowly, His Majesty the Pope."
The pope's expression was slightly gloomy, and he stared with dark eyes for a long while before speaking in a deep voice.
"It was originally planned—until just now, your son of God just burned all my undead knights."
Hearing the glorious achievements of the paladins, Esmond couldn't help being slightly surprised, raised his eyebrows, and showed a faint smile in his eyes: "It really seems like something he would do."
Seeing the smile in his eyes, the Pope's eyes became darker, and he suddenly walked towards him quickly.
Losing the pretense of compassion, his gaze has completely become cruel and cruel, and his originally generous and gentle voice has also turned cold.
"He really messed up my plan. The strength I had painstakingly accumulated was destroyed, and the dissipated demonic energy would soon cause the church to notice. At this time, I have no choice but to launch a scapegoat."
As he spoke, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Obviously a paladin pardoned by the oracle is not acceptable—it just so happens that someone took the initiative to take the charge of assassinating me."
Esmond didn't answer, his eyes narrowed slightly.
A golden flame silently ignited beside him, and the familiar scorching temperature made the Pope stop in his tracks, raised his eyebrows with great interest, and showed some mocking smiles in his eyes.
"My bishop, I have to say that your disguise technique is really too superficial and rough."
As he said that, the scepter belonging to the pope appeared in his hand, and he moved a little further away from the cardinal in front of him: "From now on, in the eyes of everyone, you will be a fallen person who has been demonized, and your flame, too. It will turn into pitch black that is no different from the wings of demons..."
As his words fell, the originally brilliant golden flames flashed to the ground, and suddenly burst into a chilling black ink color.
A strong chill surged up from the bottom of his heart, Esmond's breathing was slightly stagnant, and his face suddenly turned pale.
It's just a cover-up, it doesn't affect the power of the move itself, it just changes the appearance in people's eyes.
If he defeats the pope, people will see that the fallen demons have defeated the cohesion of faith, and if the pope kills him, it will be a joy to punish evil and promote good, and the mainland will be completely controlled by the pope.
Can't win, can't lose.
Feeling weak for a moment, he closed his eyes and said the name silently for the last time.
The pope raised the corner of his mouth, and suddenly stretched out his sleeves, leading him into the sanctuary arena.
Su Shi's heart skipped a beat suddenly.
The gray-haired archbishop was slowly flipping through the file he presented, read it carefully, and then cautiously pushed his glasses.
There are criminals who defend themselves at any time, but they have been pardoned, but they must come back to testify against themselves again, but the paladin in front of him is really the first one.
"Your Excellency Ivan, according to what you said, you were indeed the one who assassinated the Pope. Bishop Esmond was only framed and coerced, so he had to bear the crime for you."
The young paladin lowered his eyes and said respectfully, "Yes."
"But-"
The archbishop's eyes flashed brightly, and he raised his eyes to look at him: "If you really assassinated the pope, how could you be forgiven by the God of Light?"
The core of the mission is the true identity of the pope. As long as no one else knows that the pope has been taken over by demons, they can still get experience points.
Su Shi took a deep breath to settle his mind, and was about to make up a reason why the Pope abused his power, was corrupt, and acted on behalf of the heavens in his anger, when suddenly a very loud bell rang outside the window.
Someone came in quickly from outside and said on one knee: "Your Excellency, the Archbishop, His Majesty the Pope has activated the sanctuary arena."
"what happened?"
The archbishop's face changed slightly, he got up abruptly, and walked quickly towards the door: "It's a public arena, and there is a barrier of life and death. Is there anything that can't be resolved by the church first, and the pope should go there to take risks in person?"
The visitor looked confused, took a peek at the paladin standing aside, and then carefully reported: "The emergency edict has just been issued, Bishop Esmond has fallen into demons, His Majesty the Pope, as the servant of the servants, naturally has the duty to do so." , to eradicate it..."
Su Shi's heart tightened suddenly, and his eyes suddenly went dark for a moment. He leaned on the edge of the table to stabilize his figure, and he felt a bloody smell in his throat.
Should go back and take a look.
The intense pain made him almost out of breath, the hands hanging by his sides were clenched tightly, and his chest was already heaving and rising.
Almost no longer interested in paying attention to the situation in front of him, he hurried out, wanting to rush to the arena, but was stopped by the Archbishop raising his hand.
"I have to go - Your Excellency the Archbishop, please let me go first."
Su Shi's expression sank, his eyes were already showing some coldness, and the biting chill slowly spread from his whole body.
The protagonist's strength has indeed improved a lot, but the Pope, as the biggest villain, gains power through hatred and resentment, so the odds of winning are still very slim in comparison.
He had to come in person.
Looking thoughtfully at the paladin in front of him, the archbishop nodded slightly, then walked out suddenly: "Follow me."
Countless people have surrounded the sanctuary arena.
Inside the translucent mask, the Pope was fighting fiercely with Esmond, and the bright golden light made people dizzy.
Su Shi raised his head, but his expression became more and more gloomy.
I don't know why, but Esmond hasn't put up any forceful resistance until now, just resisting the opponent's attack silently. The pope's shot didn't have the fierce and domineering attitude he had when he was dealt with before, but he just increased his strength enough to suppress the opponent's front line, as if he was deliberately waiting for something to appear.
Before he could figure out what was going on, the crowd suddenly burst into exclamation, and some people even shouted in shock: "Look, it really is a demon!"
Su Shi's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he suddenly looked up.
Esmond staggered back and was forced to use the flames. Although it was fleeting, he could still catch a glimpse of the most eerie black ink.
As if being burned by his own flame, Esmond's hand trembled slightly, and suddenly clenched tightly, refusing to release any more strength.
The pope's heavy blow landed on his chest hard, he staggered to one knee, coughed twice, the blood he choked was actually a blackness that made people feel cold.
In connection with his previous crimes, the people could no longer restrain their strong anger, and they uttered the harshest scolding voices one after another.
Finally getting what he wanted, the pope narrowed his eyes slightly in satisfaction, and finally poured out his tyrannical strength, shooting towards the cardinal who had almost given up resisting.
A figure suddenly flashed past, so fast that it was almost invisible, but before the attack came, it threw Esmond out firmly.
The cold armor hurt his body, and the massive blood loss made Esmond's vision a bit blurred. He blinked with difficulty, and finally saw the paladin who was still crouching on him, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.
His expression suddenly showed some eagerness and anxiety, and he firmly grasped the arm of the visitor: "Leave quickly, this place is very dangerous!"
"I know, that's why I came."
Su Shi coughed twice, swallowed the sweet smell in his throat, propped himself up on the ground, took off his helmet and hung it on his elbow.
Although the level of defense is good, the helmets exclusive to paladins really hinder communication. The cardinal in front of him was divided into strips by the protective grille, and the blinking of his eyes was a special effect of the blinds, and he couldn't even exchange a glance.
He didn't want to wait until the time of farewell, and the people in front of him were still in the shape of zebra crossings.
His gaze fell on that familiar delicate face, and Esmond's eye sockets suddenly became hot, and he subconsciously wanted to speak, but suddenly he pursed his lips tightly, lowered his eyes in silence, and raised his hand to wipe away the blood on his lips.
Paladins should belong entirely to the light. He tried all means, but he couldn't crack the illusion generated by the Pope. In the eyes of everyone, he was still a fallen and demonized sinful body.
There was a faint pain in his chest, and the cardinal's body was almost trembling. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Ivan, I'm sorry..."
If the illusion is not broken, he can't make any resistance. Burning with the black flame of sin, no matter whether it can withstand the Pope's attack or not, it will be a real defilement of God.
The paladin didn't respond, just groped for his hand, shook it silently, stood up and turned to the Pope.
The moment he saw him, the Pope's eyes immediately flashed a dark and sharp light, but because of the sight of the people below, he had to show a kind and gentle look: "Loyal knight, we know that some of you have been deceived by him, you still have A chance for repentance and recovery."
The people only know that there is an innocent paladin, but they should not have a way to know the appearance of that paladin.
The pope settled down and made up his mind not to recognize the identity of the other party, and his tone was compassionate and tolerant.
He was quite sure, his eyes fell on the paladin who was still standing upright, and he was about to beat him into a fallen person and kill him, when suddenly there was an exclamation from the crowd.
"It's him! It's Ivan!"
"It's the paladin pardoned by the oracle, it must be him!"
"That's right, it's him, I remember his appearance! He is still alive!"
The paladin in the arena stood proudly, holding the helmet firmly in his hand, his handsome face showed a heroic spirit, and his eyes were clear and firm.
It is exactly the same as the stone statue restored by Shenhuo in the square at that time.
People have been tortured physically and mentally by the eternal night, eagerly looking forward to the appearance of that paladin. Now I finally saw it with my own eyes. The waves of cheers were higher than the waves, quickly diluting the tragic atmosphere created by the Pope.
The Pope's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a faint disbelief in his eyes.
The stalemate in the arena subsided, and the wave of ecstasy on the sidelines gradually faded away. People who calmed down finally discovered the weirdness of the matter.
The paladin who was pardoned by the oracle not only did not stand on the pope's side, but desperately rescued the cardinal who was said to have been corrupted and demonized, and was confronting the pope in order to protect him.
Such a strange situation caused the sidelines to temporarily fall into a dead silence at a loss.
"Seeing your performance, I can't help but doubt the authenticity of the oracle, Ivan."
The Pope didn't know about the stone statue yet, but he already vaguely sensed the sudden turn for the worse. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him with a hint of chill in his tone.
"In the oldest classics, it was recorded that if the person who wears the sin surrenders to the demon, he can also escape the punishment of the brand, become a traitor, and become a slave of darkness forever."
"Your current position really makes us wonder whether the two of you are colluding, and you have painstakingly created the illusion of the oracle and the punishment of the eternal night to blind the eyes of the innocent..."
The pope spoke the constitution of heaven, and the words he said were very convincing.
People's thinking was shaken for a moment, and the gazes looking at the paladin quickly cooled down from the ecstasy and eagerness, and even vague doubts and hostility arose.
Su Shi was used to such gazes, and even felt a little relieved. He was planning to wait for the opportunity to die with the other party, but Esmond had already struggled to stand up and staggered forward, his voice hoarse and determined.
"I have never fallen, and I have never betrayed my faith. All this is an illusion. I would like to prove it with my glory, my blood, and my life..."
He still remembered the situation when the paladin detonated the crystal nucleus in the illusion he saw in the formation.
Ever since he entered the arena, he has not actively fought back, and his strength is still well preserved in his body. The self-explosion of the crystal nucleus will increase its own power hundreds of times. His power has reached its peak. No matter how powerful the Pope is, the illusion he cast will definitely collapse in the final explosion.
He is fearless in life and death, but he can't make the other party fall into the mud because of him.
There was some determination in the cardinal's eyes, and he took a step forward when his figure suddenly trembled, and he raised his head in disbelief.
The Pope smiled faintly, his face still had a compassionate and gentle expression, but his eyes were already gloomy and cold.
Surrounding the scorching golden crystal nucleus, at some point, a faint layer of black air was already covered.
Esmond's eyes flashed fiercely, and he tried to mobilize his power again and again, but found that the crystal nucleus was completely out of control.
The demonic energy had already invaded the crystal nucleus, even if it was not of his own will, sooner or later he would be dragged into the darkness, forced to betray his beliefs, and degenerate into a real demon.
A deep anxiety suddenly arose in his heart, as if he was completely trapped in a dead end, his breathing became more and more rapid, and a violent cough suddenly broke out, and more pitch-black blood scattered on the ground.
He has an extra hand on his shoulder.
The strength of that hand was very steady, and the temperature of the palm penetrated through the clothes, silently infiltrating his already cold chest.
Su Shi looked at him quietly, with a clear and gentle light in his eyes: "Don't worry, there is a way."
"Ivan..."
Not knowing whether the other party was comforting him or really confident, Esmond raised his head instinctively to meet his gaze, but suddenly felt a chill in his heart: "No, Ivan—"
"You have to promise me that after undoing the illusion, you must give him a good meal. This guy is really annoying."
A bright and warm smile suddenly appeared in the eyes of the young paladin, as if he had never been contaminated by any haze.
He said something solemnly, then withdrew his hand and turned around, and took out a dark spar.
The pope's eyes suddenly shrank, and he shot towards him as soon as he moved, but he was suddenly surrounded by pitch-black flames.
The cardinal stood there silently, his eyes sinking inch by inch, and finally he did not shy away from the shame and taint brought by the illusion, and unhesitatingly pushed his power to the extreme.
The situation reversed in an instant, caught off guard, the Pope's figure suddenly retreated, but a large piece of his white robe was already scorched.
There is no distinction between noble and despicable in the power of guardianship.
Esmond didn't pay attention to his own results at all, he just took advantage of the Pope's defeat and turned around, firmly grasping the young man's wrist: "Ivan, leave it to me, it doesn't matter even if you bear infamy, don't worry about it, leave it to me —”
"This kind of flame is not beautiful."
Smiling and telling the reason the other party had given, Su Shi looked warmly, held his hand instead, and crushed the black crystal with all his strength.
A wisp of faint black mist floated into his body soundlessly, causing his face to suddenly turn pale, and a faint black mist spread out from his eyes.
As if there was an invisible chain connecting him with the Pope, his body trembled suddenly, and his originally clear and clear aura also became dark and cold.
"Ivan!"
Watching the changes in his body, Esmond's chest burst into intense pain, and he spoke sharply, and a chill suddenly spread all over his body.
Su Shi twitched the corners of his lips, feeling the conflict between the two forces in his body, and used all the painkillers, but still couldn't help but frown slightly
Light and darkness cannot coexist, he uses his body as a container to force them to blend, sooner or later he will be completely torn apart by these two forces.
You still have time.
He suddenly knelt down on one knee towards the Pope. Although he was in an extremely respectful posture, there was a clear and cold mocking smile in his eyes.
"I voluntarily surrender to you, my lord god, I am willing to believe in the boundless darkness, and I am willing to throw my soul into the abyss of evil entangled in desire..."
Along with the oath spoken, the power in his body also served as a tribute for the first conversion, trickling towards the main god, and pouring into the Pope's body along the invisible chain.
The crowd suddenly fell silent.
There was a hint of regret in the archbishop's eyes, and he closed his eyes with a sigh.
In the black mist that poured into the pope's body, there was a crystal light that could no longer be peeled off.
Light is a kindling, as long as it falls, it will start a prairie fire sooner or later.
Shock appeared in the Pope's eyes, and his originally benevolent and gentle face suddenly twisted.
No one could interrupt the oath from the very beginning. Esmond was firmly controlled by an inexplicable force, and his eyes were fixed on the young man's paler face, which was already blurred by tears.
He blinked hard and took a deep breath, trying to hold back the soreness in his eye sockets.
Not now, you won't be able to see clearly.
After chanting the last oath, the armor on the paladin's body was completely dimmed, and it turned into dust with a slight movement, and drifted quietly with the wind.
Armor blessed with the power of light will not protect a body that is in company with darkness.
The shoulders of the young man are still straight, and his eyes no longer focus on the Pope, but directly on the cardinal, his eyes are unobstructed, clear and dust-free
Esmond's body trembled violently, his chest heaved rapidly, and tears finally fell down his face.
After absorbing the power of light, the pope's body also erupted in intense pain, his face was distorted, and the black air finally came out vaguely through his body.
Su Shi twitched the corners of his lips, and his figure suddenly softened.
He fell into a very familiar embrace.
Esmond hugged him tightly, breathing rapidly and erratically, his throat was so choked that he couldn't make a sound, and the arms holding him were already trembling slightly due to excessive force.
The breath beside him was reliable and warm. Su Shi raised the corners of his lips and leaned quietly in his arms, still refusing to lower his gaze: "Tell me to see your flame again..."
There was a faint blackness in his eyes, his face turned pale, but his expression was still gentle and persistent, quietly falling on the cardinal.
Esmond's hands trembled a little, and after several tries, flames finally burst into his palms.
The power conflicts in the pope's body continued, and he had no time to take care of the outside world. The illusion was quietly broken, and everyone's eyes shrank suddenly from the golden flame.
There is no need to explain anymore.
Su Shi was finally relieved, his eyes showed some relief, and he turned his gaze to the Pope: "Help me beat him up."
"it is good."
Esmond's voice became hoarse. He carefully picked up the paladin in his arms and gently placed him on the sidelines.
He turned around and walked towards the Pope. Every step he took, the flames around him became more intense, and the brilliant golden light spread unreservedly, making the people trapped in darkness finally see the long-lost light.
People instinctively knelt down and prostrated themselves under the light, constantly repenting and praying.
The pope's gaze suddenly narrowed in despair.
The golden flame is already burning.
Su Shi sat on the sidelines, quietly watching the scene in front of him, with a hint of relief in his eyes.
At this time, it is really hard to care about any tasks anymore. Anyone who sees such a bright and bright flame cannot help being moved by it.
The seeds of light have been planted, the pope is destined to be unable to exert his full strength, and the protagonist is the same even without himself.
Just now, the magic energy he absorbed into his body has broken through the time restriction set by the God of Light, and the Internet is being restored. If there are no accidents, he will leave soon.
The world in front of him gradually blurred and dimmed. Su Shi sighed softly, his eyes fell on the back of the cardinal, and he slightly raised the corners of his lips.
The flames filled the sky, and the black air scattered and escaped.
The game is set.
His body gradually became lighter, and his soul left the body without a sound. Just when he was about to leave completely, his body suddenly shook violently.
With nowhere to go, a thick black air suddenly slammed into his chest with a tyrannical force.
A gloomy voice suddenly sounded beside his ear, low and hoarse, full of evil spirits: "My faithful believer, I give you eternal life and use you as my container..."
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