N-A-A Chapter 335 Tarot Cards - The Pope
Chapter 335 Tarot Cards - The Pope
"I think both of you have figured out that Mr. Pope is the source of these blood vessels. If we don't kill him now, we won't be able to get out of here at all."
Zhang Qi showed a cold smile towards the Pope, and a black spur appeared in his hand.
The moment he saw the military thorn, the pope's completely dead retina even felt a trace of burning pain, which surprised him very much.
Now, even if he was pierced by a weapon made of holy light and mithril, he would not suffer any damage, but this military thorn made of meteorite made him feel a sense of fear inexplicably.
Interesting, so much fun!
"Mr. Dumbledore, I would never kill someone intentionally. As you saw today, there is a high probability that the person I kill is not a human being."
Zhang Qi held the military thorn in his hand and walked slowly towards the Pope.
"You are brave, kid, but I have changed my mind now. It is also very satisfying to enjoy the main course in advance"!
The Pope laughed, and then the resentful corpses let out a chaotic low roar, and then rushed over!
"puff"!
Zhang Qi gently waved the blade in his hand, and as a few rays of black light flashed, the two monsters that had just pounced fell heavily to the ground, and then scattered into countless pieces of meat!
“There are always those ignorant and fearless creatures underground who dare to face the majesty of God.”
Zhang Qi suddenly raised his head, his golden vertical pupils staring straight at the aloof Pope.
Some kind of indescribable realm spread in the church. Dumbledore had the foresight to form a shield in front of the two of them, but even so, Anderson still felt a little breathless, and completely He didn't dare to raise his head and look straight ahead.
"Is this the power of divine blood? Sure enough, he didn't lie to me, God actually exists!"
The Pope's eyes seemed to be bloodshot due to the tremendous pressure, but he still raised his arms enthusiastically and cheered loudly in surprise:
"Praise be to Almighty Warlock Ion, I am about to enjoy your body"!
"Ow"!
As soon as the Pope's voice fell, all the resentful corpses jumped up on the spot and rushed towards Zhang Qi's head.
The deformed mouthparts of each resentful corpse are drooling, and it seems that they can't wait to tear open the skull and drink the brain inside.
"Have you ever seen stars shatter into pieces?"
Standing among the monsters about to pounce, Zhang Qi suddenly smiled and said to the Pope.
"Puff puff"!
Some kind of extremely sharp field unfolded in an instant, and then spread, enveloping every resentful corpse.
With a soft crackling sound, all the resentful zombies that had taken off scattered and fell to the ground, literally.
The incisions on the corpse were clean and neat, and blood slowly seeped out from the wounds evenly, or spurted out if there were blood vessels in the wounds.
The blood flowing from the corpses stained the sacred floor of St. Peter's Church, and a lot of it even fell on the back of an angel statue.
It was a little strange to say that the disgusting blood only completely covered one wing of the angel statue, while the other wing was completely white and flawless, without a trace of dirt.
"Do you have any other plans? Mr. Pope who is not afraid of death"?
A cold smile appeared on Zhang Qi's lips, and then he raised the alchemy pistol in his hand high.
"No, how is that possible"!
The Pope looked at the undead army that was destroyed in an instant, and roared in horror and despair.
Countless tentacles pierced the gorgeous Pope's robes and stabbed in this direction. It seemed that the Pope was not so willing to admit defeat.
Grain Stew "You, who are you?"
As the tentacles pierced the air, the Pope asked hoarsely.
"Go to hell with your questions"!
Zhang Qi pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The red-gold fire dragon burst out from the muzzle, and when it passed through the realm of the Word Spirit Trial, it was successfully infected with its property of chopping everything up. With the authority and power from the ancient emperor, it pounced on the dead creature who did not know whether to live or die. Spiritual creature.
"Ahhhhhh"!
Countless wounds suddenly burst out on the Pope's robes and body, and then, flames that could melt gold violently penetrated from the wounds, spreading along the blood vessels and nerves towards every part of the body.
Before Zhang Qi issued the burning command, the flames would still keep restraining themselves and would only slightly burn the enemy's body. Therefore, the Pope, who had fallen into the undead, was enduring the pain of burns all over his body and inside at this moment.
The pain cannot even be described in words, but even the purgatory in the Vatican myth is nothing more than that, right?
The Pope could still let out high-pitched screams at first, but then the screams became lower and lower, and finally became weak.
"It's still alive for the time being, but it won't last long. If you two have any questions, you can go over and ask."
Zhang Qi was concentrating all his energy at this moment to maintain the stability of Jun Yan in the disgusting undead creature. Then he suggested that the two people who were stunned should ask questions quickly, because the other party could not survive much longer.
"Who made you look like this?"
God Anderson ran to the Pope's side in three steps at a time, grabbed his collar with his hands, and asked loudly:
"Ion the Great Warlock shall rule over all"!
The pope squeezed out a cheer from his hoarse voice.
"Dammit, talk to me"!
Anderson roared loudly in the Pope's face.
"It's too late for you. The Lord of All Things from the Abyss will rule everything. By then, you will only end up being slaves and food"!
Although the Pope was enduring the pain of burning his body in flames, his expression looked extremely happy and crazy.
"call"!
Zhang Qi finally couldn't control his speaking spirit, and flames ignited from every cell inside and outside the Pope. When Zhang Qi pulled Anderson away, the Pope who was pursuing eternal life was burned to ashes.
The flying ashes fell on the Pope's solid gold throne. Anderson walked over with some trembling. The ashes were still steaming a little. The old man just now had long since disappeared.
"He was a helpful pope who instituted many of the modern constraints."
After a moment of silence, Anderson said with a trembling voice.
"Those who fight against darkness can easily fall into darkness. All we can do is not to lose ourselves when fighting against darkness."
Zhang Qi looked at the ashes and sighed.
"Come on, Father Anderson, the students outside are still waiting. We need to make sure they are not injured yet."
"Anderson, let's go."
Dumbledore also advised him.
Anderson looked at the pile of fly ash and didn't speak for a long time.