Please be my partner.

Moreover, with the presence of two powerful late-stage saints, Catalina and Dalton, in the pursuit, there shouldn't be any problem.

Outside the cave, Mellen tried to pretend to escape while silently calculating the time.

“Whoosh!~ Whoosh!~”

Two figures appeared in front of Mellen, one in front and one behind. They were Catalina and Dalton who were chasing him. At the same time, the two early saints also locked onto Mellen from a distance, blocking all his escape routes.

Katrina's expression was solemn, and she asked bluntly, "Blasphemer, who sent you?"

Dalton said, "Katrina, why waste your time talking to this blasphemer? Just extract his soul and torture him. I don't believe he will hide anything!"

After listening to the two's words quietly, Mellen sighed softly and said, "It seems that only the four of you have caught up with us. What a shame! I wasted so much energy trying to attract hatred."

Mellen's goal is to destroy this secret church as much as possible, so in addition to ordinary believers, those legends and saints are naturally one of his targets.

Therefore, he concealed some of his strength and tried his best to attract hatred in order to lure out the masters in the church.

Otherwise, whether it is the means left by the Dark Lord in the temple or the semi-artifact in the hands of the Pope, it will be a big trouble for Melen.

Of course, if Mellen revealed more of his strength, he might be able to attract more saints, but that might also cause the church to give up hunting him, and then the loss would outweigh the gain.

Hearing Mellen's words, Catalina and Dalton's eyes suddenly focused, and without hesitation, they gathered all their strength and attacked Mellen.

Inside the catacombs, the Pope had already stabilized the structure and began issuing orders in an orderly manner...rescue the wounded, establish a defense line, and scout for any remaining enemies...

With the Pope as the backbone, the riots were quickly quelled.

At this time, a mid-stage saint staggered towards the Pope, with his head lowered, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

The Pope didn't take it seriously. While giving the order, he casually asked, "Wahid, you are seriously injured. Go and rest first."

Wahid did not respond, but continued to move closer to the Pope.

The Pope immediately noticed something was wrong, looked at Wahid with a sharp gaze, and said majestically: "Wahid, I tell you to go back and rest!"

Wahid suddenly looked up and saw that his expression was ferocious, his eyes were blank and empty, and he even drooled from the corners of his mouth, making a "ho ho ho" sound.

The Pope's eyes suddenly froze, and he almost subconsciously released a divine light to cover himself.

"Buzz!~Boom!~"

The soul, blood, and illusion power hidden under the immortal fighting spirit erupted at the same time, pulling in Wahid's own saintly power, forming a blow that surpassed his own self-destruction.

Caught off guard, the Pope, a peak saint, also had a difficult time coping. Not to mention the Knights Templar who were carrying out rescue operations nearby, 90% of whom were wiped out, with a loss of nearly 2,000 people.

This was because the Pope had previously assigned most of the Knights Templar to other tasks, leaving less than half of the rescuers.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the Pope looked at the devastated Temple Square and the remaining scattered signs of life. He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The next moment, the Pope suddenly shouted "No!" and was about to wave the scepter in his hand to mobilize the power of the temple, but his movements froze and he dropped his hands dejectedly.

This was because the aura of the four saints who were chasing the invaders had disappeared.

Outside the cave, the dark golden light was still wrapped around Melen's fingertips. He glanced in the direction of the temple and found that the Pope had not lost his mind, so he turned and left without hesitation.

After running a distance in one breath, Melen checked the time again.

The first step of Operation "Hunting God" is to remove the minions of the Dark Lord, which is what Mellen and all other members of the Council of Beasts are doing now.

That's right, while Melen was eradicating this secret church, other members were also taking action.

In just a few moments, more than a dozen secret churches under the Dark Lord were destroyed, and more than eight million devout believers died, including tens of thousands of legends and nearly a hundred saints.

It can be said that in just a short period of time, the Church of the Dark Lord suffered a devastating blow, which directly affected the sleeping Dark Lord.

The next step is to concentrate all efforts on stripping off the defensive shell of the Dark Lord.

Mellen took out an exquisite disposable one-way teleportation array, then sat cross-legged on it and waited quietly.

When the agreed time arrived, the teleportation array was activated, and a violent spatial pulling force was about to send Mellen to an extremely distant place. Those below the level of Saint could not withstand this force at all, and would be torn apart by the folds formed in space in the first time. Even Mellen at this time felt a little dizzy.

However, for Melen, who had mastered the way of the soul, the dizziness was quickly eliminated.

What lies before my eyes is a lonely void, with only a black star shining continuously.

The dragon floated quietly in front, and the other members of the Council of Beasts walked out of the teleportation array one by one like Melen.

Further away, hundreds of saint dragons blocked the black star, and some of them were even demigod-level beings.

Near the black star, dozens of saints led by the dark witch Lisia were confronting them.

When Lisya saw Meren, her expression became furious and crazy like never before: "It's you! It's you!! You traitor! Blasphemer!! Why did you betray me?! Why did you betray God?!!"

Melen looked at Lisa with an indifferent expression, and was too lazy to pay attention to the other party's shouting.

Chapter 461: 'Hunting God' Step : Destroying His Conspirators

betray? !

Melen never said he wanted to join the Dark Lord's side, so how could he be considered a betrayal?!

To be honest, it was the dark witch Lisia who realized that she had grasped Mellen's weakness and wanted to force him to submit.

Lisa was crazy and frantic, constantly spewing vicious words, as if she was crazy, completely losing her initial elegance and composure.

Long's expression was calm, and he spoke in a gentle tone, "That's enough. There's no point in stalling for time. Your god won't wake up in a short time."

Lisya's words stopped abruptly. She stared at Long and said hatefully, "What on earth have you done to my God?!"

Long smiled nonchalantly and said, "I spent so much time and effort on this arrangement just to make you believe that the source of darkness was found by you with your own hard work."

"I just added some little gadgets to it. They are treasures that can cause people to fall into a deeper sleep. Not only will they not harm the Dark Lord, but they will also help him recover from his injuries. Otherwise, how could they possibly hide from the spiritual perception of a mythical powerhouse?"

"Roar!~"

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the group of giant dragons blocked outside, and then an invisible wave swept over.

Melen only felt his body sink, as if he was locked by a powerful pressure, but the next moment this lock disappeared.

On the other hand, on Lisya's side, all the dark saints seemed to be wearing a layer of shackles, and their strength was greatly weakened.

Long chuckled and said, "It seems that I am ready. Then, let's get started."

“Roar, roar, roar!~…”

Hundreds of Saint Dragons charged towards the black star.

Lisya cried out, "Protect my God!"

The saints behind her all showed fanatical expressions and rushed towards the dragon.

In the past, even a battle between two saints was enough to turn the world upside down. If it happened in a small world where the rules of the world could not suppress the saints, the aftermath of the battle between the saints could easily drown all life in the world and cause irreparable damage to the world.

At this time, there was a great battle between nearly two hundred saints. It was no exaggeration to say that it was a battle that destroyed the heavens and the earth. Fortunately, this battle took place in the endless void, otherwise, even in a large world with stable rules, it would be enough to destroy the world.

Dragons are a naturally superior race, and their strength has always been top-notch in the same level. At this time, their number is twice that of their opponents, and they also use the combined dragon power to weaken the enemy's strength first.

However, even in such a disadvantageous situation, the Dark Saints still have a tenacious will to fight, and they believe in the Dark Lord. With the support of the black stars, they can continuously obtain the power of the Dark Lord.

Therefore, the battle between the two sides fell into a stalemate for a while.

In this battlefield, there are only dragons, eagles, cats, bears, cows, snakes, and the wolf represented by Melen. The seven of them are high above, as if they are not involved.

After a moment, Long said softly, "Although I have taken multiple precautions, my opponent is a mythical powerhouse after all. To be on the safe side, it's better not to give him any chances. You guys should also attack."

"Yes, Lord Long!"

The eagle was the first to respond. A giant golden eagle shadow that covered the sky and the sun suddenly appeared and poured into the eagle's body. The eagle directly turned into a golden light and rushed into the battlefield.

"Meow meow meow!~ Then let's make a big noise!~"

The cat transformed into a black cat, leaped forward, created a ripple in space, and disappeared.

The snake didn't speak. A dense hissing sound was heard around him, as if a large number of invisible snakes were wrapping around him and his figure gradually disappeared.

The bear twisted his neck, making a 'crackling' sound, and laughed, "Looks like this will be a pretty exciting battle! Hahahaha!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bear's body suddenly expanded and turned into a giant bear a hundred meters long, roaring and rushing into the battlefield.

The bull chuckled and transformed into a hundred-meter-tall minotaur. In stark contrast to his usual gentle demeanor, the bull in minotaur state displayed more madness and ferocity than a bear.

The eagle, bear, and ox all charge head-on and can easily break up the enemy's formation.

After a strike, the cat and the snake disappeared thousands of miles away. They roamed the battlefield, and every time they attacked, they would definitely injure a dark saint.

As the members of the Council of Beasts charged into the battlefield one by one, Mellen was about to join the battle, but a sudden discovery made him fall into deep thought, so he was a beat slower.

The Ten Thousand Beasts Universe is a universe where humans and beasts coexist. The two complement each other and develop together, thus giving rise to a very complex and powerful civilization.

In the Wanshou Universe, humans live in tribes, and each tribe worships a corresponding totem.

Therefore, although the extraordinary systems of humans in the Ten Thousand Beasts Universe are all related to beasts, they have also evolved into quite a number of types.

These are the basic information about the Beast Universe that Melen obtained after joining the Beast Council.

But at this moment, Melen suddenly discovered that although the forms of expression were different, in essence, the five of them, Eagle, Cat, Bear, Ox, and Snake, were all taking the path of integrating the corresponding bloodline into themselves, which was completely different from the way he mastered the power of rules through the dog.

"Are you confused?" Long's voice woke Melen from his deep thoughts.

After a brief hesitation, Melen didn't hide anything and asked, "Cats and the others all integrate their bloodlines into themselves, but I'm a beastmaster. What's the difference?"

Long smiled slightly and said, "Although the routes are different, the final destination is the same. If I were to say the only difference..."

At this moment, Long's gaze seemed filled with profound meaning: "...Wolf's transcendental system borrowed from Long. Wolf's signature ability, [Soul Synchronization], also originated from it."

Mellen's face showed a look of sudden realization, and he nodded in gratitude, "I see. Thank you for your advice."

Then, Melen also joined the battlefield.

However, although Mellen's expression was calm at this time, there were already turbulent waves in his heart.

There are twelve tribes of mythical beasts in the Ten Thousand Beasts Universe, but these twelve tribes are also divided into the upper three tribes and the lower nine tribes.

Among these nine lower clans, the highest is only a seventh-level strongman, and only in the three upper clans are there beings beyond the seventh level.

According to the cats, this is a natural difference between the groups of divine beasts.

Cat and his companions believed that after completing the rules of the starry universe, they would be able to break through the shackles of their predecessors and reach a higher realm.

But, is this just a difference between the mythical beasts? !

Could there be other factors involved?! !

"Boom!~"

The imminent battle made Melen withdraw his thoughts. These were not what he should be thinking about right now.

With the joining of Mellen and others, the dark saints began to be injured and died one after another, and the defense line that was already barely holding on quickly collapsed.

Realizing that the situation would be irreversible if she continued like this, Lisia suddenly turned around and looked at Meren on the battlefield, her eyes full of resentment and hatred.

Melen felt this gaze, but after just a glance, he didn't care. Now the situation on the battlefield was already quite clear. In just a few minutes, the defense of the Dark Saint would be completely destroyed.

This is a crushing victory of absolute strength, and cannot be affected by other wills.

At this moment, Lisya suddenly let out a piercing scream: "For my God!"

The fanaticism in the eyes of the Dark Saints intensified, and they shouted at the same time: "For our God!!!"

Lisa knelt in the air, her hands folded in a prayerful gesture, and a sacred majesty gradually rose from her body.

Eagle shouted, "Stop her! Don't let her finish her prayer!"

There was no need for Eagle to say much, Melen and the others had already realized that something was wrong and rushed towards Lisia. The dragons also realized it and launched a more fierce attack.

But the dark saints were like crazy, burning their own essence desperately to protect Lisya, so that they could not disturb the latter's prayers.

The fighting on the battlefield and the witch's prayers formed a sharp contrast.

In the dark void, layer upon layer of hazy illusions appeared with Lisya as the center...

The sky became deeper than darkness, and stars twinkled.

An ancient temple stands among the green hills, its walls covered with colorful brocade.

A dim black candlelight burned on the altar in the temple, and dozens of dark stone statues were placed around it, each one full of sacred majesty.

Lisia knelt in front of the altar, and the black candlelight flickered as she prayed.

One after another, illusory figures appeared. Their faces could not be seen clearly, only their eyes were filled with fanatical admiration.

On the battlefield, as one dark saint after another died, their flesh, blood, and souls turned into tangible power and flowed into the black candlelight.

Lisya suddenly opened her eyes and whispered, "Do you think you still have a chance?"

As she finished her words, the remaining dark saints shouted at the same time: "For our God!"