The demon princess was defeated and captured? Sorry, I acted in it)

The gilded religious robes lie on the ground like scattered thorns, as if crawling on the ground to communicate with the gods in heaven.

The moment the scepter representing the authority of the Church touched the ground.

It was the old Gustana who opened his cloudy eyes, looked up at the dome, and saw

sound.

"Felix is ​​dead."

If there were someone else around, they would definitely think he was talking to himself.

But there is no one else here.

Following his voice, the faint golden light hovering above the Vatican flickered and disappeared at irregular intervals, as if mocking something.

"Ha...so what if he's dead? I've said before that humans are greedy and will eventually suffer the consequences. Gustana, didn't you always think that Phylex was just a despicable villain? Now that he's dead, why do you feel a little sad?"

"Sad?... Oh, I'm getting old now. I'm afraid I don't have that kind of emotion anymore."

Gustana closed his eyes again and listened patiently to the sound of the wind rising and falling.

"His greed doomed him. Phylex never believed in our teachings. He was immersed in endless desires and could not be freed. In the end, he destroyed himself. However, his death will not delay the turning of the world's gears. The symphony that shakes the world will still play as promised."

"Hehehe... You seem quite confident. You were just beaten by that devil on the battlefield and had to flee in panic."

"That's just my lack of ability. Alas... the power of the Demon King is far stronger than I imagined. This time is just a test. Next time... it won't end so hastily."

Gustana gripped the scepter tightly.

The seven gems of different colors inlaid on the scepter still retain their original colors and are filled with abundant magical power.

"And the experiment of the magic cannon has also achieved results. Thank you for teaching us the method of condensing magic power. Otherwise, the design of the magic cannon would never be feasible."

"forget it."

"Well...?"

Amelus, who was circling the roof at an accelerated speed, seemed to be disdainful of Gustana's thanks.

Besides, she was not in a good mood.

"You haven't even grasped the point... Although the two juniors of the Demon King and his wife are powerful, where is the real threat? If you really haven't considered it, what is it?"

"Shephia Halder."

Bang————

As the golden light came to an abrupt halt, cracks began to appear on the colorful glass, looking as strange as the shattering of space.

Amelius said no more.

As the golden light gradually faded, Gustana lowered his head and made his promise.

"Please rest assured... With the power you have given us, we will not fear any obstacles and will definitely fulfill your long-cherished wish and bring the legend back to the world."

"somebody is coming."

"Who?!"

There was a flash of anger in the Pope's eyes.

Time and again...there are always those ignorant people who trespass into the sacred territory of the gods!

Looking towards the closed door of the church, I could hear heavy footsteps approaching outside.

It seems that there are uninvited guests visiting.

63. She's here

The footsteps were obviously heavy, but the speed at which it approached was quite incredible.

Logically speaking, such a heavy entity should not be able to move at such a fast speed.

But if this is the truth, it means...the person who came has bad intentions and is quite powerful.

What is even more incredible is that there was no magical fluctuation outside the door.

This means that the other party didn't use magic power...

It also means that all the guards responsible for guarding outside the Vatican should have been knocked down.

————Bang!!

The Pope looked at the gate calmly and saw with his own eyes that the door frame of the Vatican, which was made of a whole piece of rock and weighed several tons, collapsed towards the inside with a loud bang.

The door fell on the crystal floor without creating any dust, but only caused cracks on the floor.

It wasn't opened by any magical attack.

Instead, it was pushed open by a very ordinary door.

The evidence is that the person standing at the door is still knocking on the door.

"Ah my...? What happened? I wanted to knock on the door, but it fell down as soon as I touched it? Sorry, sorry~ But the quality of your doors in the Theocracy seems to be really bad. Oh no, isn't this the honorable Pope? Excuse me!"

"Wow...what a display of brute strength...Miss, are you sure you didn't do it accidentally?"

"Hahahaha! If I say I did it on purpose, you won't ask me to compensate you for the door!"

"You don't have to pay for the door."

The Pope's eyes were as calm as before, but there was more than a hint of displeasure.

"But your life...I'm afraid you will have to stay here today."

"I don't think so~"

For invaders, verbal deterrence must be in place.

But... the Pope narrowed his eyes and looked at the man standing on the collapsed gate.

The woman, who was still maintaining an indifferent attitude, couldn't help but feel a headache.

She had the same arrogant smile as the Demon King, long blood-red hair, blood-red eyes, and wore bright red light armor with knee pads and wrist guards. The green glazed long skirt was fixed to her tall and proud body curves, and the fighting spirit emanating from her body almost formed a strange stance that distorted the space.

The most eye-catching and disgusting thing for the Pope was definitely the six black wings spread high behind her.

Above the wings, there was an ominous bloody dark light surrounding them.

The Pope could sense that it was not magic, but pure fighting spirit.

The corridor behind the woman was filled with Vatican guards who had fallen to the ground, forming a path leading to the Vatican.

I didn’t hear any noise just now...Did they knock down so many guards in such a short time...?

The pope's disgust only lasted for a moment.

Soon, the wrinkled expression on his face relaxed and he spread out his hands, showing the aura that a leader should have.

"I guess you are the famous 'Wanderer' of the demon clan, Miss El Elek of the [War Madness]. I have heard of your name for a long time."

"Huh...? It's such an honor. The Pope also knows me?"

"I don't know you. Almost no one has seen you. But looking at the wings behind you, you should understand that the number of people in Chaos is limited."

"Oh... I see. It's the process of elimination, right? That's right. There are only a few six-winged demons. My niece taught me the process of elimination before. If I think about it, it can only be me!"

"..."

Tsk, it turns out that the demons are all powerful but simple-minded idiots.

But the Pope did not dare to take it lightly.

El Elek, because she has been away from the demon clan for many years, not caring about state affairs, and traveling around, many people have forgotten her existence.

Even though I remembered the existence of this six-winged creature, I forgot her last name.

Halder.

He is also a member of the demon royal family.

She is the younger sister of the current Demon King.

Maybe even the Demon King has almost forgotten that he has such a sister...?

Therefore, Gustana did not dare to be distracted. Due to her special identity, the current situation was probably not just a surprise attack, but also a political negotiation.

However...

"Don't be nervous, old man. I am different from my brother the king. I am used to being free and easy. I don't want to talk to you on behalf of the demon clan. That would be too tiring."

"Really? But I see that you are murderous and have bad intentions, Your Highness?"

"Haha! So an old man like you can see that!"

The woman laughed wantonly, not caring at all that this place was the central hub of the Church.

The laughter died down.

El Alec's mature and wanton smile was instantly tainted with a hint of ferocity.

"Old man... don't think about asking for help, okay? I've already knocked down all the capable fighters within a hundred miles of you. And your loyal rank-10s, you arranged them to be on the alert for Aulus' revenge at the border, they probably can't make it here~ Well... it's useless even if they make it here. Don't accuse me of launching a sneak attack in the dark, can you? I just like to be active at night and sleep during the day."

"Wow... This is true. Your Highness came prepared and took advantage of the lack of internal defenses of the Church to sneak in... Excuse me, can I understand that the demons have officially declared war on the Church?"

"No, I just said that I don't want to represent the demons. You can think of this as my personal behavior. Old man, isn't it the same for you? In the Arena of the Kingdom of Orus, you planned the attack yourself, but you pushed the blame onto the insiders you arranged. I am just imitating what you did."

"Miss, you are joking. I really don't know anything about the Colosseum."

"Old fox...die."

"!"

The Pope knew that she had come with ill intentions, but he didn't know that she would act so recklessly and decisively!

A dark light flashed in El Elek's hand, and an invisible shock wave blade flew towards the Pope's neck at a rapid speed.

The Pope had no time to think. Faced with this unknown threat of attack, he chose the safest way to deal with it.

He subconsciously tightened his grip on the scepter, and one of the blue gems inlaid in it gradually lost its luster.

【Absolute Magic Defense】

A light-colored six-pointed star barrier instantly formed in front of the Pope.

The rule-based magic bestowed by the gods will be isolated and blocked by this absolute defense no matter how powerful the magic released by the opponent is.

It's not about power, it's about the iron rule.

——Bang!

A crisp sound condensed.

The seemingly insignificant wind blade actually broke through the absolute defense.

, continued to extend backwards, neatly cutting off the pillar supporting the statue in the distance.

Half of the statue collapsed.

The Pope raised his hand blankly and touched his neck - there were traces of warm blood.

The defense didn't work.

However, the collision between the wind blade and the magic defense caused the angle of the wind blade to shift slightly, which prevented the Pope's head from being chopped off directly.

How is this possible...?

The defensive magic bestowed by God is absolute and can never be broken by a mere wind blade!

"Ha, you are lucky, old man. Is this the so-called blessing of God's luck? Let's see how long you can hold out. Come on, come on!"

"Tsk...!"

El Elek swung the wind blade out of his hand again. This time the Pope did not take it head-on, but recited the incantation again.

This time, another green gem on the scepter went out.

[Unlimited speed boost]

The Pope disappeared like a shadow, and countless wind blades hit empty air.

Seeing this situation, even El Elek was a little surprised.

She chuckled twice, as if she was quite satisfied with the situation.

While dodging her continuous attacks, the Pope thought about using other rule-based magic.

But he immediately sensed something was wrong.