The "Lonka", which is as big as a mountain and has a strong sense of oppression, stopped above the British Isles, supported by twelve long legs like giant pillars.
At this moment, everyone on the British Isles looked over here. Everyone was in panic, not knowing what their governor was doing.
The doctor who had just stumbled out of a bar saw this scene and cursed fiercely. "Charles must have had a hand in such a big thing. Damn it, he won't let me die in peace until my death!"
After he finished speaking, he stopped a car and drove towards the pier.
Listening to the sound of metal gears above, everyone present felt their scalps tingling, including Charles.
No one expected that all this would be a trap, a trap that Swan used to eliminate his enemies.
For this purpose, he was even willing to cut his body in half and use one half as bait.
No one who can become a governor is a waste, no matter how cowardly and arrogant he has been before.
"Bang!" Swan in front of the Pope was crushed into a meat patty. The old man raised his head and looked at the thing on top with a frown.
When Charles saw the dazzling light coming out from the bottom of the "Lonka", he almost subconsciously grabbed Anna's left hand and retreated backwards. "Retreat!"
His heart was beating very fast at this moment. The sixth sense cultivated from years of sea adventures was constantly urging Charles to escape quickly. This place was extremely dangerous now.
Not only Charles, but other gray robes also noticed this and rushed towards the nearest manhole cover frantically, including Margaret.
"Swish~!" A beam of light shot down from the sky, and Charles felt a light behind him. The next second, he felt as if the skin on his back was burning.
At this moment, Anna's graceful body suddenly swelled up, revealing her true form, and her tentacles grabbed Charles and threw him forward.
"Anna!!" Charles, who was thrown into the air, shouted to the sky.
The next second, the white light plowed a lava road more than ten meters wide on the British Isles like a plow. The ground was melted instantly and turned into lava and collapsed downwards.
Inside the lava, all the flesh, blood, and buildings disappeared in an instant, leaving only a boiling lava river that was constantly emitting hot steam.
When the beam of light disappeared, Charles, trembling all over, rushed towards the lava with a hint of fear.
Anna was still there, but her condition was not good. Half of her body was about to disappear, and only 7-8 tentacles were left on her body.
"Don't die! Don't die! Promise me!" The frightened Charles stuffed the leaking yellow and green internal organs back into the body with trembling hands.
"It's nothing, have you forgotten? I have a strong recovery ability." Anna's head stretched out from the tentacles and quickly retracted.
Seeing this, Charles finally felt relieved.
"Hold on, I'll take you to see a doctor now." Charles' body quickly changed into a terrifying bat monster. He grabbed Anna with his lower limbs and rushed towards the sky over the British Isles surrounded by black fog.
Looking at the anxiety on Charles' terrifying bat face, with the tentacles on Charles' face, Anna's yellow cross pupils showed a hint of tenderness.
"Shh!!" A light appeared next to it. It was not the light on "Lonka", but the soft light on the Pope.
With bright yellow light in his eyes, he flew towards "Lonka" like a shooting star.
The Pope is dead? This surprising scene made Charles pause.
He knew the power of the laser, which could easily cut an entire ship in half. Now, that devastating light was shining on the Pope.
The beam of light slowly dissipated, and to everyone's surprise, the Pope with fluttering hair and robes emerged from it, his white robe not even a bit damaged.
A resounding voice came out of the Pope's mouth, so loud that Charles, who was standing next to him, could hear it clearly.
"Sinner whose heart is devoured by evil, these things are all given to you by me. Do you really think you can use them against me? Come down, and let me take you to the Cathedral of Holy Light for arbitration."
Charles looked at the slowly solidifying red magma on the ground. He was extremely shocked. "With such a powerful attack, he was not hurt at all. Is this guy still human?"
Facing the Pope's question, Swan in the machine did not answer at all. The white light under Longka lit up again, representing his attitude.
Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping, the Pope, who was glowing white, flew towards "Lonka" again.
In order to avoid being approached by the Pope, Longka began to retreat quickly. The laser attack did not stop for a moment, and the various turrets on his body and the helicopter began to move.
Shells, bullets and lasers rained down on the Pope, but to no avail. At this moment, he was covered in golden light, like the reincarnation of the God of Light.
Fortunately, his shortcoming seemed to be his lack of speed, so he was always hung by Swann.
Not only did these attacks fail to have any effect on the Pope, but they also caused chaos in the entire British Isles.
"Crack~" "Longka" the huge metal support rod directly stepped on a building, which was a teaching building of a university. Before the students inside could escape, it was instantly flattened by the machine.
At this moment, no one stopped Swan from pausing for even a second. Light beams continued to shoot out, plowing out lava streets of varying sizes on the ground.
The prosperous and crowded British Isles now look like a toy town that has been broken into by a naughty child and is being destroyed wantonly.
There were explosions and screams, and a hell on earth appeared before Charles.
"Charles, go to "Lonka". We must kill Swan today. If he doesn't die today, we will be in trouble." Anna said, patting Charles' lower limbs.
"But your injury..."
"Oh, it's okay. I told you it's a small matter. Hurry up. We don't need to rush forward like Julio. We just need to delay for a while and let the Pope catch up." The tentacles patted Charles on the back and urged him.
Looking at the "Lonka" that was still retreating in the distance, Charles spread his wings and flew towards that direction.
"Lonka" just kept retreating, avoiding the Pope, and didn't pay any attention to Charles flying from the side.
Taking advantage of the moment when the huge metal structure paused slightly, Charles rushed straight up.
As soon as he landed on the "Lonka", gunshots rang out nearby. The flying bullets quickly shot several holes in Charles' wings.
(End of this chapter)