Apocalypse I Have One More Keyword Than Others

Chapter 424 - - King of Acting_2

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His Sea God Martial Spirit also stirred up a tremendous tidal wave, rolling towards the Pope’s twelve-winged Angel behind him. Magic, the kind of skill that relies on external forces, really couldn’t make a stand in high-level combat. At crucial moments, one still had to rely on his own solid strength…

“Bishops, what are you waiting for? Are you waiting for the Pope to kill and silence you?” Duge reminded loudly. His combat talent would reasonably utilize anything that was to his advantage, “He is a Blasphemer, he absolutely does not allow today’s events to be known by the Solar God.”

Duke Linqi had a full set of Magical Treasures, not to mention the Pope, who was a rank higher than him.

Not knowing the Pope’s bottom line, Duge naturally wanted to find some cannon fodder to test it out.

The moment these words were spoken.

The numerous bishops were shocked, and subconsciously looked towards the Pope.

The twelve-winged Angel behind the pope coldly swept over the crowd. The deterrence of the ten-star Martial Spirit and the Pope’s authority immediately subdued them.

“Evil God, stop bewitching the masses with your fallacious speech. The Pope was just the victim of a sneak attack. It’s not for you to decide whether he’s a Blasphemer.” One bishop said boldly, “I believe in the Pope. He is the most faithful servant of God, it’s you, you who are framing the Pope.”

“Idiot.” Duge did not hesitate to use the “Impartiality” skill on him.

“I have sinned, I have embezzled over a million Gold Coins from the Holy See using my position…” the bishop suddenly shifted his tone, starting his unique confession. At that moment, all the blood drained from his face, looking worse than if his parents had died.

“Damn Blasphemer, you and I shall never coexist peacefully.”

“Messenger of the Sea God, please help, help the Holy See eliminate the Blasphemer”

Seeing his fellow bishop beginning to confess, the other bishops dared not hesitate any longer. After finding various excuses, they all brought out their Martial Spirits and lunged at the Pope’s twelve-winged Angel.

For a time.

Holy Light, Holy Swords, filled the entire battlefield.

In the air, Angels in a grand melee…

Watching the bishops being misled by Duge and surrounding him, the Pope let out a cold laugh and suddenly raised his Magic Wand in hand.

From the tip of the wand, a burst of Holy Light scattered forth.

Wherever the Holy Light swept across, all the bishops’ Angel Martial Spirits were forced back into their bodies, and the bishops, who had just been in a frenzy, immediately pooped out.

In an instant.

The sky became peaceful once again, leaving only the Pope’s twelve-winged Angel and Duge’s Sea God, standing opposite each other.

The Pope no longer paid attention to the bishops, but provocatively looked towards Duge, “I’m guilty, the Divine Envoy of the Judgement Office is actually my bastard son…”

Spell ban!

Banning the same kind of Martial Spirits!

Is he forcing me into a one-on-one battle with him?

Duge, looking at the Pope, fell silent.

It must be said, this guy was bearing too many divine artifacts, and his equipment was more than just a notch above Duke Linqi’s.

Under the circumstances where the Seven-Hole Touch could be forced out of him, he really wasn’t easy to deal with.

But now.

It was clear that he couldn’t count on anyone else.

As an Alien Warrior who relied on attributes for support, it was impossible to back down in the middle of a fight; otherwise, the attributes he had worked so hard for would be wasted…

Fuck it all!

Duge instantly made up his mind. He just didn’t believe it—possessing the magnificent power of the Sea God, would he really lose to a mere servant of God?

After all.

In the myths of any race, the rank of the Sea God was always higher than that of the Solar God.

In the Norse mythology system, the Solar God calls the Sea God ‘Uncle’.

“Unrepentant!”

Duge shook his head and sighed.

Over a dozen Water Giants rose from the sea surface, stepping on water tornadoes to go and tear at the wings of the Angel in the sky, aiming to push it into the water.

The twelve-winged Angel moved with great agility, knowing that Judgement was ineffective against Duge.

Suddenly, a Holy Sword appeared in the hands of the Angel, which it swung to slash at the Water Giants. At each sword stroke, a Water Giant would fall back into the sea.

But soon enough.

The Water Giants emerged once again, continuously entangling the twelve-winged Angel.

Duge, with over two million spiritual power, was least afraid of a war of attrition.

Without dividing his spiritual power, he could play with the Pope forever.

The Pope also realized this and, after noticing that slaying the Water Giants didn’t harm Duge, quickly changed his strategy. The twelve-winged Angel raised the Holy Sword high, suddenly transforming it into a blade hundreds of meters long, exuding divine pressure and blinding light.

With both hands, he hoisted the great sword and struck down on the Sea God Martial Spirit standing in front of Duge.

The Sea God Martial Spirit raised its wand to block.

But this sword, whatever Soul Skill it used, contained a divine might that melted away Martial Spirits.

The Sea God Martial Spirit’s block had no effect whatsoever; the sword in the twelve-winged Angel’s hands cut through Duge’s Martial Spirit as easily as tofu, splitting even the seawater beneath his feet.

Seeing this scene, the crowd exclaimed in shock.

Above the city walls.

Many people subconsciously covered their mouths.

Once a Martial Spirit suffered a severe blow, the Martial Artist would at best lose the ability to fight, and at worst be completely crippled. This was common knowledge.

At that moment.

The Pope had already moved on to confess his sin of molesting young believers, but the corner of his eye couldn’t help but reveal a smugness, along with a smile that said he had the situation under control.

But his smile quickly froze on his face.

For the Sea God Martial Spirit he had split open, miraculously joined back together in an instant, as though nothing had happened…

Across from him, Duge’s expression changed dramatically as he abruptly turned his gaze to the Pope.

He truly hadn’t expected the Pope’s Soul Skill to actually be able to split open the Sea God Martial Spirit directly.

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