Lord Roar

Chapter 388 The Invincible Great Pope

Alan can't get involved in this level of battle at all. His goal is not to block the Pope, but to save Orpheus.

The Great Pope blocked the dragon flames of the golden dragon, but it hurt Orpheus, who was in a coma.

Kicking away a stone the size of a millstone, Allen saw Orpheus and Albert who were in a coma. The unlucky ghost still suffered serious injuries and fell into a coma.

Hugging the unconscious Orpheus, Allen didn't even look at Albert, watching the hot fireball falling from the sky, with Orpheus in his arms, his feet started to run wildly.

No matter how much Allen hated the Pope, he still felt very guilty about Orpheus.

The fireball wrapped in dragon flames hit the ruins, and the violent elemental shocks began to spread.

The ancient magic elements in Allen's body were running at high speed, and after lowering the center of gravity, he threw Orpheus to the ground, and he also lay on Orpheus' body.

Allen felt a burning pain in his back, and the huge elemental impact made him lose his five senses for an instant.

The Grand Pope, whose face was bloody and bloody, also finished reciting the last incantation.

At this time, the huge cross flew out suddenly, directly pressing the golden dragon on the mountain peak.

The golden dragon kept struggling, and for a while, rocks rolled on the entire mountain, and the roar of the dragon resounded through the sky.

At this time, the Great Pope stood still, opened the codex floating on his chest with his left hand, and his lips began to wriggle up and down again.

There were bursts of thunder in the already cloudy sky.

After the Great Pope closed the code, an extremely thick thunderbolt pierced through the dark clouds and shot at the golden dragon on the mountain peak.

At this time, the giant dragon also struggled to get rid of the huge cross on its body. It had just changed back into a human form, but it was hit on the head by this extremely thick thunder and lightning.

All of a sudden, the whole mountain was full of light, like the majesty of heaven and earth, which made people feel frightened.

On the top of the highest main peak, it turned into powder.

The dark cloud in the sky finally dissipated, the glaring sunlight pierced through the cloud, and everything returned to calm.

Allen thought that Newingate probably didn't have any scum left, so he squinted his eyes at the Grand Pope.

The great pope who summoned thunder and lightning, the huge phantom on his body gradually faded, and finally disappeared.

The Great Pope, whose left face was bloody and bloody, his chest undulating, looked at Allen with a gloomy expression.

Allen made the Pope feel a little creepy at this glance. Although the other party was no longer a giant tens of meters tall, the destructive force just now looked powerful and human, and it was obviously not at his own level, or even at all. It is not something that can be fought by human power.

The Pope didn't move, and stared at Allen without blinking.

Allen's heart was broken, he was dead anyway, damn it, fuck him!
Allen, holding the sledgehammer upside down, walked towards the Grand Pope step by step.

The distance between the two was less than tens of yards, and a high-pitched dragon chant pierced through the mountain peak. Newingate, who was covered in golden light and his upper body was bloody, shot towards the Grand Pope like a stream of light.

The entire right hand of Newingate was blasted to pieces, only the arm bone was left, and there were pieces of meat hanging from it, which looked horrifying.

The golden finger bones stabbed at the center of the Pope's forehead.

The Pope didn't dodge or dodge, seeing Newingate attacking, he just said indifferently: "Newingate, do you really want to provoke a war between the human race and the dragon race?"

At this time, the sharp finger bones were less than an inch away from the center of the Pope's eyebrows.

Newingate looked puzzled, but his body was fixed there.

"Damn it!" Allen, who was covered in blood, was very disappointed. It seemed that Newingate was still useless, and he didn't dare to really touch the Pope.

In fact, Newingate was also very helpless. When he saw that the Pope did not make a defensive posture, and asked himself if he wanted to provoke a war between the dragons and the humans, he already regretted it.

And he understood what the other party meant. If he didn't stop in time, the other party would try his best to kill him, instead of just seriously injuring himself like just now.

The Pope looked over Newinkate, and looked at Allen like electricity, with neither happy nor sad expression.

Newingate's chest fluctuated, and finally slowly lowered his arms, and said in silence for a while: "Until Lie Yanlongcheng gets the answer, you can't hurt him, especially the...dragon beast in his arms! I can only Explains so much."

"Dragon beast?!" The Pope's pupils narrowed instantly, and he asked in confusion: "Didn't the last bloodline of your dragon holy beast be taken away by the demons?"

Newingate looked back at Alan, who was bulging in his arms, and his face was also a little helpless.

Although he has never seen a dragon beast, he is still very clear about the appearance of the sacred dragon beast, but even if it is a young dragon beast, it is impossible to grow so big.

For example, if you see a small animal with a long nose, it looks like an elephant. No matter the nose or body, it is exactly the same as the elephant in the zoo, but it turns out to be as big as a palm. You usually eat dog food, so what do you think?

If it is an elephant, it is too small.

If not, this thing looks exactly like an elephant.

So Newingate was also a little uncertain. If Tu Tu was a dragon beast, it was not as big as a finger of the real dragon beast. If it was not a dragon head, it was exactly the same as the dragon beast recorded in Dragon City.

Newingate thought for a while and said: "I will bring this dragon beast back to Dragon City. As long as the elders in the city find the answer we want, the humans behind me can be disposed of as you like, and the dragons will not interfere. By the way, There are also tree shepherds in the Bloodhoof tribe, you must not send anyone to contact them!"

"Take your mother! Do you think you are domesticated?" Alan saw that the two had died down, moved his wrist joints, and said with a face like a hob: "You two don't fight anymore, right? If you don't fight, it's your turn It's the old coffin between me and the Pope."

Allen took a step forward with his warhammer in hand, but Orpheus, who was under his feet, had already woken up, reached out and grabbed Allen's calf, begging.

Unexpectedly, the Great Pope, who wished to kill Allen just now, said calmly: "You go!"

"Huh?" Allen was stunned.

In fact, to be honest, when Allen saw the Great Pope turning into a phantom giant to fight, he knew that let alone himself, even himself, Conslet and Blind Dragon may not be his opponents.

Not to mention that now Conslet has passed out by forcibly overdrawing his vitality, and the Blind Dragon Sword Master is not much better. In order to protect the soldiers and the beast elves with the old housekeeper and Rooney, the three first blocked the elements of the two god-named weapons Shock, and helped the soldiers resist the indiscriminate attack of the Great Pope's spell. Now let alone fighting, it is difficult to take two steps. In one's own camp, only Alan himself is alive and well, although he looks miserable and covered in blood .

The Great Pope glanced at Orpheus, and said lightly: "That day in the Fort of Holy Light, you rescued Orpheus once, so you have repeatedly provoked my Holy See to survive until now. I blocked it just now. One blow to Longyan, but you have no time to take care of Orpheus, you can remember your old feelings and save him again, today, I allow you to leave alive! But, only for today!"

Allen looked confused, but he sneered with a look of recklessness: "Sure enough, he is my own son. I killed so many of your subordinates, and the life of a holy son is not worth anything."

"How daring!" The Pope smiled faintly, but the smile was a little cold, and he said slowly: "Except for the five hundred apologist knights and the two red-clothed archbishops who did return to the embrace of the Holy Father, but the Dozens of holy light priests and consecrated mages did not die at the hands of Conslet, and I can sense their breath of life."

Allen showed a clear face. It seemed that when he was halfway up the mountain, the handsome old man was still merciful.

Glancing at the Pope, then at Newinster, Allen tentatively asked: "Old coffin, don't you have no strength after fighting the dragon?"

Allen thought of Hai Dafu and the false queen in The Deer and Ding Ji.

If both the Pope and the dragon were exhausted, wouldn't he be very happy.

"Leave the Holy Mountain, don't wait for me to repent!" The Pope waved his hand casually, and shot a fist-sized holy light bullet towards Allen's chest.

The holy light bullet was shining golden, and there was a sound of sonic boom during the flight, which indicated that the Pope obviously still had more energy, and he was not seriously injured because of the battle with the dragon.

Seeing Allen uttering wild words, the anger that the Pope had just calmed down began to fill his chest uncontrollably.

If it wasn't for the other party's two shots to rescue Orpheus, if it wasn't for Conslet who valued this guy so much, if it wasn't for the dragon clan intervening, if it wasn't for the war between the two clans, this guy could call [-] barbarians to the battlefield, if it wasn't for his father being the king of the Locke Kingdom Duke, if it wasn't for the other party's confidence in killing Beamon orcs on a large scale, he would have chopped Alan to pieces long ago.

He knows his stupid son Orpheus too well, except for one reason or another, the Grand Pope doesn't want Orpheus to think of himself as a father without flesh and blood, so he has been merciful.

Unexpectedly, Rarely graciously allowed the other party to leave, but this guy still didn't give up, and the Grand Pope became angry again.

Allen held the hammer horizontally to block. Although he blocked the holy light bullet, his chest felt a little stuffy, and his body retreated dozens of steps.

After spitting out bloody phlegm, Allen said disdainfully, "Which eye of yours saw that I wanted to leave?"

Pointing to a group of wounded and disabled generals in the distance behind him, Allen cursed: "Pretend your mother is generous? Today is not just about seeking justice for the old blind man, you fucking injured so many of my younger brothers, thinking that's all gone?"

After finishing speaking, Allen threw Tutu to the ground, kicked a piece of gravel under his feet, bent down and lifted the horned python, who was pretending to be dead, and scolded: "Let me tear down the church that I once shot in the outpost county!" The knight avenged my father's little brother, and you lift the restraint on the old blind man, or you will die today, or I will die!"

Seeing that Alan, who had already started to get angry, saw through that he was pretending to be dead, the horned python rolled its two small eyes, and like a blown up balloon, it turned into a fighting posture more than ten meters long.

Tu Tu jumped onto the horned python's head, bounced back and forth and punched a set of combined punches in the direction of the Grand Pope, then hooked his little paw with a look of contempt.

Allen didn't care so much anymore, he tore off the different space necklace around his neck, and directly released De Niro's Titan Air Corps and a gang of giants.

25 steel golems stood beside Allen.

Fatty Meng Rui picked up Conslet, put him into a steel golem, and jumped to the ground. His chubby body unexpectedly swelled in a circle, and his whole body was bursting with fighting spirit.

Dina was carrying a seven-meter dragon gun, and looked at the Pope angrily. The second young master was covered in blood, which made her feel bad.

Newinwright wanted to persuade a few more words, but finally shook his head helplessly and backed away, but his eyes were still staring at Xiao Tutu without blinking, ready to intervene again if an accident happened later.

Opening his mouth, Newingate did not forget to remind the Pope: "Can you... help me find out who the female anchor and the call fee are?"

He was still thinking about the fact that Alan said that Xiao Tutu was paying for the call fee and that the tree shepherd was a reward from the female anchor.

(End of this chapter)