"Who is calling me?"
A majestic voice sounded, and a dazzling golden beam of light descended from the space door above the Pope's head.
"boom-"
An extremely powerful aura emanated from the golden beam, like a surging golden wave, sweeping in all directions!
"Plop-"
"Plop-"
The bright knights on the Holy Mountain of Light were directly pressed to the ground, unable to lift their heads at all, trembling all over, and extremely frightened!
Even the top leaders and demigods of the Holy See, such as the Saint of Light, who were shrouded in a shield of light, felt waves of suffocation and palpitations.
"So... such a terrifying aura, definitely beyond the level of lower gods!"
"As expected of His Majesty the Pope, the angel from the upper world he summoned is so powerful!"
The high-ranking demigods of the Holy See of Light all looked excited, as if they had seen Meng Lei being powerfully defeated or even killed.
The whole place was boiling, and the golden light gradually faded, revealing a majestic figure:
Wearing a golden halo on his head, holding a golden spear, emitting a golden halo, his feet are bare, and there are three pairs of golden wings growing on his back!
"Seraphim!"
"A seraph that is comparable to the middle god!"
"We can be saved! The Holy See of Light can be saved! See, we can be saved!"
Everyone fell into ecstasy, and the Saint of Light was equally excited. As a member of the Holy See, how could she not know the rank and strength of angels
Angels are divided into three and nine levels!
A lower angel, carrying four wings, is comparable to a lower god!
The middle angel, carrying six wings, is comparable to the middle god!
A superior angel, carrying eight wings, is comparable to a superior god!
Each rank is divided into three levels!
Among them, the three ranks of the middle angels are: capable angels, power angels, and main angels. Each rank is more tyrannical than the first rank, and every rank is more powerful than the first rank!
The angel who descended this time carried six wings on his back and was a proper middle god!
How tyrannical is the middle god
"I just don't know which rank of middle angel this Lord Angel is? If he is the Lord Angel, today's battle will be won!"
The Saint Lady of Light's eyes were filled with excitement, hope, and hope.
"Who is calling me?"
The seraphim looked down at the scrawny Pope Hayes, his voice extremely majestic.
"Lord Angel, I summoned you!"
Pope Hayes was dying, but his eyes were shining. He pointed at Monrey and said excitedly:
"Lord Angel, I am the Pope of the Holy See of Light in this plane. An evil blasphemer was born in our plane!"
"He wants to destroy our Holy See of Light and cut off the Lord's faith. He also hopes that the Lord Angel will send down divine punishment to eliminate heretics and protect our Holy See!"
After saying these words tremblingly, Pope Hayes seemed to have exhausted all his strength, tilted his head, and completely softened.
If his chest wasn't still rising and falling, people would have thought he had burped.
"blasphemer?"
The seraph looked at Meng Lei, a sharp cold light bursting out of his golden eyes:
"Any blasphemer who dares to blaspheme our Lord shall die! I... the Angel of Power, Lorenzo Fillmore, sentence you to death!"
The majestic voice was still echoing in the void, and the spear in the Seraph's hand had already reached Meng Lei's eyebrows, at an extremely fast speed.
Swish—
Unfortunately, the spear pierced a group of phantoms, and Meng Lei appeared strangely a few meters away, looking at the Seraphim with interest.
He could feel that the angel of power in front of him was not a projection of divine power, but his true body!
This is amazing!
"Dodora, didn't you say that the gods of the void cannot descend to lower planes? Why can this seraphim descend to the Sky Continent?"
"Facts are not absolute, and there are loopholes in the rules of heaven and earth!"
Dodora explained calmly: "Under normal circumstances, the gods of the void cannot descend to the lower planes ruled by the gods, but the secret technique of sacrifice like the Holy See of Light can indeed temporarily create a space gate and summon the gods of the void to descend. !”
"Of course, this kind of sacrifice is a racial secret. It is impossible for ordinary gods to know it. Looking at the void world, there are very few gods who know it!"
"I see!"
Meng Lei nodded slightly.
"What a speed!"
The blow missed, Seraphim Lorenzo was slightly surprised: "You can actually dodge my attack. It seems that you are not an ordinary true god! But in front of me, any speed is in vain!"
"Angel Realm!"
"Buzz-"
Golden ripples rippled and enveloped the space around Meng Lei. The void was directly imprisoned, and Meng Lei was also imprisoned in place!
"To deal with low-level gods like you, the realm of God is enough!"
Lorenzo, the seraph, stepped forward with one step, the tip of his spear already pressed between Meng Lei’s eyebrows:
"blasphemer, the moment you blasphemed the Lord, your fate was sealed!"
"Go to hell!"
The tip of the spear only needs to be pushed forward to pierce Meng Lei's eyebrows, but Seraphim Lorenzo was shocked to find that his body could not move. The movements he could usually make at will were actually heavier than What a close call!
"what happened?"
Seraphim Lorenzo was unbelievable. He was a mid-ranking god, and he might not be a big deal in the entire angelic protoss, but when he came to a lower plane, he was still invincible.
How could he not be able to move
"Is the divine body unable to move?"
Meng Lei looked at the Seraphim with a smile.
"This is... the power of the plane?"
Seraphim Lorenzo felt the power that imprisoned him carefully, and suddenly his expression changed drastically:
"You refined the heart of this plane and became the master of this plane?"
"you guessed right!"
Meng Lei smiled and nodded: "Also, I would like to add that I am a mid-level god, at the same level as you, so even if you don't have the power of the plane, your god's domain can't do anything to me!"
With that said, Meng Lei took a step forward, strangely arrived in front of the Seraphim, and then punched out.
"puff-"
Seraphim Lorenzo felt like he was struck by lightning, spitting out an arrow of blood and causing his internal organs to shift.
"This power... is indeed a mid-level god!"
Seraphim Lorenzo was shocked and suddenly looked at Pope Hayes, his eyes filled with overwhelming anger and hatred:
"You damn idiot, are you blind? You actually let me come to the plane where there is a Lord. Do you want to kill me, you stupid thing!"
Lorenzo was so angry. As a mid-level god, Meng Lei was already on par with him. He was also the master of the plane. How could he be his opponent
He is just an angel with ordinary power. Are you trying to kill him by letting him fight against a mid-level god who is the lord of the plane
What's hateful is that the idiot Pope didn't even understand this and let him come. This is simply pushing him into a pit of fire!
Although he was breathless, Pope Hayes finally took a breath. He wanted to keep this breath until the end of the battle. He wanted to see the scene where Meng Lei was eliminated and their Holy See of Light was restored!
Therefore, he is not dead, he is paying attention to the battle between Meng Lei and Seraphim!
Seeing Meng Lei being imprisoned, he cheered in his heart. He was worthy of being a seraph. His strength was indeed strong, and the Domain of God suppressed Meng Lei.
However, at this moment, the Pope was suddenly scolded by Lord Angel, and the Pope was a little confused: "Sir Seraphim, I... what's wrong with me?"
"You damn fool!"
The Seraphim glared at the Pope: "Do you know that he has refined the heart of this plane and became the master of the plane?"
"Lord of the planes?"
The face of Pope Hayes changed drastically. The Holy See of Light has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years. As the Pope, how could he not know what the Lord of the Planes is
The Lord of the Plane can mobilize the power of the entire plane for his own use. He is extremely powerful. It is no exaggeration to say that in his own plane, the Lord of the Plane is absolutely invincible!
Meng Lei is actually the master of the plane
"You don't even know whether the other party is the master of the plane, so you just summon him at will. How stupid!"
Seraphim Lorenzo was about to be pissed to death, but at this point, no matter how much he scolded the Pope, it would be useless. He turned his head and looked at Monrey:
"Your Excellency, the many offenses I have committed before are purely due to ignorance. I hope you will forgive me. I will leave now!"
After saying that, he rose into the sky and was about to return to the gate of space and leave the Sky Continent.
"Wait!"
Meng Lei spoke: "Your Excellency, you can come when you want and leave when you want. What do you think this place is?"
"How are you doing?"
Seraphim Lorenzo's pupils shrank and he stared at Meng Lei coldly, anger flashing in his eyes.
"I heard that your family of angels serve the God of Light. They are born slaves and lackeys, and are extremely good at serving and serving?"
Meng Lei flicked his fingers.
“Bold!!!”
Seraphim Lorenzo's expression changed: "Sir, do you know what you are talking about?"
"oh?"
Meng Lei raised his eyebrows.
"You are blaspheming the great God of Light!"
Seraphim Lorenzo shouted: "A mere master of a lower plane dares to commit the following crime and blaspheme the Lord God. You are guilty!"
"guilty?"
Meng Lei shook his head and sneered: "Provoking the God of Light is a sin. Then I have cursed the God of Hades, spit on the God of Death, and even dreamed of insulting the Goddess of Life. Isn't this a heinous sin and deserves to be cut to pieces?"
"You damn blasphemer!"
Seraphim Lorenzo was so angry that he was shaking all over: "You have sinned deeply, your sins are heinous, your sins are extremely heinous, your sins are profound, and you deserve to die..."
"Are you done?"
Meng Lei waved his hand impatiently: "If this is the end, I will give you a chance to live, hand over the source of your soul, and surrender to me!"
"Submit? You actually want me to surrender?"
Seraphim Lorenzo was furious: "I am a member of the angelic clan and a servant of the great God of Light. Even if I die, fall to hell forever, or degenerate into the demon I hate most, I will never surrender. For you!"
"Don't surrender? Then die!"
Meng Lei snorted coldly, and the Netherworld Divine Fire sprang up in his hand: "I will use the Netherworld Divine Fire to burn your divine body and soul, and make your soul fly away!"
Looking at the Netherworld Divine Fire in Meng Lei's hand, Seraphim Lorenzo wanted to die.
He is not only the lord of the plane, but also the middle god, and also the head of the Netherworld Divine Phoenix. How could such a pervert be born in a lower plane
"Lord Angel, it's time for you to hit the road. If you hit the road earlier, you can report to hell earlier!"
Meng Lei teleported to Seraphim Lorenzo, but before he launched an attack, the impassioned Lord Angel, who had spoken righteously before, knelt directly at his feet:
"Don't... don't burn me! I... I surrender!"
Meng Lei: “…”
Old Dean: “…”
Holy Lady of Light: “…”
Pope: Die!
(End of chapter)