Apocalypse: Become stronger by absorbing flames at the start; my name is the Flame Emperor.

The entire church courtyard is now open.

More than thirty drops of angel blood have been collected, most of which came from ancient ruins.

If the Angel Enslavement Plan succeeds, the Holy See will gain more than thirty super-strong individuals.

This greatly excited all the archbishops.

"Lucifer, let's begin!"

As the Pope's voice rang out.

A man dressed in a white priest's robe slowly walked to the altar in the center. Around him were the bishops and super S-level powerhouses of the angel sequence.

Further out are thousands of those with both negative and positive talents.

Everyone held their breath and prepared.

Lucifer produced a dagger and, before everyone's eyes, plunged it viciously into his own heart.

"please--"

"An angel has descended!"

In an instant, a drop of golden blood slowly floated out from Lucifer's chest.

Above it, rays of light connected to Lucifer's chest.

Within it, endless magic and holy light surged forth, flowing towards that drop of angel blood.

"Please let the angels descend!"

Another loud shout rang out, and even the surrounding bishops roared along with it.

Strands of divine light surged over.

Instantly, the drop of blood burst forth with terrifying light, and a vast divine radiance spread out, making everyone feel a sense of pressure.

"Who is summoning me!"

A completely emotionless voice came from it.

"It worked!"

A powerful glint flashed in the eyes of the Pope and some of the archbishops around him.

As the light solidified, a holy, illusory figure appeared high in the sky—the manifestation of the angelic will within the blood essence.

This is a male angel with a pair of wings slowly flapping behind him, and a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Where...am I?"

"Let's do it!"

At that moment, a cold glint flashed in the Pope's eyes, his determination unwavering.

He waved his hand and gave the order directly.

Instantly, the super-S powerhouses of the angel sequence made their moves simultaneously, each unleashing their ultimate techniques, which enveloped the angels in an instant.

"court death!"

The angel was summoned awake from endless confusion. Although he was still confused about the situation, since someone had attacked him, they must be an enemy.

Without saying a word, he immediately activated his angelic form.

A vast divine radiance emanated from his body, forming a protective barrier that blocked all attacks.

"This angel is incredibly powerful!"

Seeing that the attacks of more than a dozen super S-level experts were blocked, the people around were shocked.

This angel might be even more powerful than the one Michael summoned.

"You ants, how dare you lay a hand on me? You have no sense of mortality."

He looked at the people around him with a hint of disdain on his face.

Then, holy light emanated from his hand, condensing into an archangel's sword, which he was about to slash at the crowd.

"Let's all work together!"

"No matter how strong an angel is, he is just a manifestation of a drop of blood, and his power is limited."

The Pope roared.

At the same time, a massive beam of magical light erupted from his body, piercing the sky.

It was even larger and more terrifying than Lucifer in the angelic sequence.

With a wave of his hand, a vast and continuous holy light surged forth, crashing down upon the angel.

"kill!"

Behind him, the archbishops who witnessed this scene changed their expressions.

They dared not delay and took action one after another.

Who could have imagined that the usually mysterious Pope would suddenly unleash such terrifying power, which truly startled many people.

Meanwhile, thousands of talented individuals on the periphery also unleashed their various talent skills.

Use buff talents on your own teammates.

All the negative talents were then dumped on the angel's head.

For an instant.

The Pope and the S-rank powerhouses of the Angel sequence suddenly emitted even more powerful light, their auras becoming increasingly intense.

However, during the brief moments when the angel was restrained by all the powerful figures, many negative talents still fell upon her.

Instantly.

The terrifying aura emanating from the angel was compressed considerably.

"Damn human ants!"

The angel felt much more restrained, and his strength was suppressed by 30-40%, which made him furious.

"Boom!"

Countless terrifying attacks rained down, engulfing his body.

Various terrifying explosions rang out.

In the light, a pure white body was blasted away.

"It's nothing more than a wisp of angelic will born from a drop of blood, yet it dares to act so violently?"

The Pope's lips curled into a smile, tinged with disdain.

If it were the true form of an angel, he naturally wouldn't dare. But how strong could the will of an angel, conjured from a mere drop of blood, possibly be?

After all, it was a battlefield of a hundred nations.

The angels summoned by Michael were so powerful that even a magician couldn't withstand a single blow from them.

Are all these heavenly masters now inferior to magicians?

Even if this angel is more powerful now, he still has to kneel down before me!

"Go all out and take him down as quickly as possible!"

Thinking of this, the Pope roared.

They launched an even more terrifying offensive.

With the combined amplification of the buff and debuff talents, the angel was repeatedly struck and roared in fury.

"Now!"

The Pope soared into the air, a pair of enormous white wings sprouting from his back, and swept towards the angel.

"This is?"

"His Holiness the Pope's wings..."

Everyone who witnessed this scene was shocked.

They could tell that the wings behind the Pope were angel wings, exactly like those of the legendary angels and the one in the sky.

The archbishops exchanged glances, a sense of dread creeping into their hearts.

The Pope is hiding his true intentions too well!

Although it was only at the third rank, the power it unleashed was even stronger than that of several fourth-rank angels.

Looking back now, the third rank was just the Pope deliberately hiding his true abilities and not advancing to the next level.

The scene that followed immediately became incredibly brutal.

The once high and mighty angel was now pitiful, being beaten and suppressed by the Pope, his wings torn to shreds and vanishing as energy.

"You lowly human ants, how dare you kill our angel race?"

Upon seeing the wings behind the Pope, the angel immediately understood what was happening.

"Heh, angels? They're just more powerful beings."

The Pope sneered.

He looked down at the angels that had crashed to the ground, his golden hair flying wildly.

"Give me time, and even angels will become ants."

At this moment, the Pope emanated an incredibly terrifying aura, an aura even more terrifying than that of an angel.

The strong have no faith!

They only believe in themselves!

The Pope appeared behind the angel in an instant, his right hand swiftly extending and piercing straight through the angel's chest.

There, the blood of the angel slowly writhed, and had already grown into the shape of a small heart.

As long as there is enough energy, or even the blood of a powerful being provided for absorption, the blood of an angel can completely reshape the physical body and restore it.

Unfortunately—

The Pope will not give him a chance.

"Obliteration by divine sense!"

A terrifying holy light burst forth in the Pope's eyes.

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