The battle continued, but the situation of the battle was shrinking. At this moment, the two god-level powerful men of the Pope and the Blood Emperor in the sky had begun their duel. The battle below was no longer supported. The Paladin Order had dropped from 30,000 to several thousand, and the situation of the battle began to become clear.

However, the elite of the Holy See are still there, including the Golden High Priest, the Silver Priest, the Cardinal, the Cardinal, and the Ascetic Party. They are still struggling to support, but the gap in numbers has made their battle meaningless. All the people in the Holy See are using their last strength to reverse the situation.

Everyone was already crazy, dark magic, light magic, and light fighting spirit began to bombard the square outside the Vatican city without any goal. They began to use large-scale destructive magic without discrimination. At this moment, Archbishop Alpha brought all the archbishops in the back of the monks.

Alpha glanced at the Archbishops in Red and shouted: "Old guys, let us end this battle with the last strength. Victory still belongs to our Holy See!"

All the Archbishops in Cardinal looked at Alpha with determination and nodded. The twelve Archbishops in Cardinals, their holy power has been almost exhausted, and they are going to launch the last blow in their lives, sending out the last glory at the end of their lives, and the most beautiful chapter.

The twelve Cardinals stood in a row and began to chant: "Lord of Light, I am willing to sacrifice my life, dispel the darkness in life, dispel the ugliness of human world, let the purified light of the Lord cover the earth, achieve supreme glory, let our lives burn, ignite the Lord's glory, and the purification of God!"

"No....."

"No....."

Two roars sounded from the sky, namely the voices of Mozart and the Pope. Mozart was worried about the power of God's purification, while the Pope was unwilling to believe that the twelve archbishops in the cardinal will leave like this. They are the pillars of the Holy See, and they are the backbone of the Holy See. Without the twelve archbishops in the cardinal, the vitality of the Holy See could not be restored for countless years.

Prince Philip, Prince Lucifer, and Prince Robinson, who were commanding the battle below, saw the white light falling from the sky and saw the most terrifying forbidden technique of the Holy See, they also shouted and said, "Get back, retreat quickly, retreat quickly!"

They seemed to be crazy. The high-level blood clans retreated immediately after hearing it. Their speed was very fast, but the low-level ones were still swept into the quagmire of war and could not withdraw at all. As the starlight fell, the entire battlefield was monopolized by shrill howlings.

The roars and howlings of the blood clan resounded throughout the sky. They tried desperately to retreat and escape the starlight, but it was too late. The purification of God was specially prepared for these dark races. As long as they were contaminated, they would immediately be destroyed and turned into dust.

Thirty seconds, only thirty seconds, made the blood clan feel that it was longer than three years. Thirteen princes and countless great dukes all escaped, but many viscounts, barons, and counts all became the burial objects of the twelve cardinal archbishops. In just thirty seconds, the blood clan's losses were even more serious than the previous battles. There were less than ten thousand people left in the remaining 50,000 blood clans, and these people had become the eternal sadness of the blood clan.

At this moment, Chen Yuyang on the British Island sneered at the Eight Formation Map and sighed: "Okay, it's time. It's time to appear. If we don't appear, we will break our promise. If this is not good, if the Holy See is destroyed, we must destroy him. Lao Lang, prepare for it. The three legions do not need to be dispatched, just send tens of thousands of people!"

"Yes!" The earth wolf was already excited, and now he was finally able to fight.

The Pope could no longer support the sky in the Vatican. His eyes were blood red. Looking at the twelve red-robed Archbishops who had fallen below, tears began to slowly flow out, but Mozart was not much better. His face was now full of ferocious expressions, and his fangs were covered in blood. He roared: "Old ghost, I will not let you go, I will never let you go!"

As he said that, he raised the black sword in his hand and rushed forward. The Pope gasped, and the scepter in his hand shone again. This kind of battle was too desperate. Two great masters and two people standing at the peak of darkness and light began their final showdown.

All kinds of magic began to be used without any scruples.

The dark forbidden technique and the light forbidden technique began to surge. They did not attack the other party, but attacked the hostile camp below. However, Mozart was still too honest. Although he was angry, he was definitely not as cunning as the pope. The two were not far apart, but they did not know how to attack.

This holy war was destined to be destroyed, and the blood clan was destined to be severely damaged. Every step was started according to Chen Yuyang's chess recipe, and both of them were just chess pieces.

After a round of bombing, the Holy See was only left with dozens of golden high priests and silver priests, as well as some magic-oriented cardinals. Even the ascetic army has disappeared on the battlefield. This is the huge loss that the Holy See has been in a thousand years and is also the most powerful battle.

Just as the Pope and Mozart were both thrusting each other, a dark figure suddenly appeared in the sky and appeared behind Mozart. His thin and hunched back appeared with a cold smile on his face. A huge silver cross in his hand hit Mozart hard.

Mozart was only concerned about the bottom and didn't notice that the cross shining with silver light hit Mozart hard, interrupting Mozart's magic. Mozart's body fell from the air like a broken kite, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

He fell heavily on the ground, and he pointed at the sky with unwillingness in his eyes, pointed at the Pope, and said, "You, okay, okay, I didn't expect that there were two god-level masters in the Holy See, OK, okay!"

At this moment, Ruth and Lucifer rushed up regardless of the danger, and Ruth exclaimed: "Dad!"

The Thirteen Princes defeated the people at hand, and then gathered around Mozart to defend his emperor. The Pope in the sky was sweating. This was designed by him. If the blood clan had not forced him too hard, he would never have let this master hidden in the dark appear.

At the old man in the air, the Pope gasped and said, "Thank you. If you slow down a little, I will probably explain it here!"

Old Man Martin smiled and said, "Tell me thank you, it's so strange!"

At this moment, the two camps returned again after the melee, confronting each other. There were less than a hundred people on the Holy See, and the blood clan was slightly better. The prince and the duke were still four or five hundred, but Mozart was seriously injured. Faced with two god-level masters and this group of elite Holy See, they no longer had the courage to fight to the end.

The Pope is no longer able to do anything, and said to Mozart lightly: "Mozart, whether the battle between us is life or death, you are still alive now, and I am still alive. This battle will end like this! Otherwise, it will be destroyed both of you. Can you, the Thirteenth Prince, fight against my two god-level masters?"

Mozart's eyes could no longer be opened, but he knew in his heart that he had to wait until the Eastern man arrived, so that he would have a chance to fight his life, and the Holy See would no longer exist in this world. At this time, Mozart seemed to have forgotten one thing, that is, the medicine given to him by Chen Yuyang.

That medicine can not only improve one's cultivation, but also a holy medicine for healing. If you swallow one, your injury will be cured immediately.

They were all confused now, as if they had forgotten everything. However, before Mozart could speak, a lazy voice sounded in the sky, and Chen Yuyang's infinitely elegant smile suddenly appeared: "Mozart, my dear friend, I'm sorry, I'm late!"

Mozart then reluctantly opened his eyes and said with some resentment: "You are finally here. I thought you orientals are so untrustworthy?"

Chen Yuyang spread his hands helplessly and said, "I'm helpless. I thought you could take down the Holy See, but I didn't expect, I didn't expect..."

Chen Yuyang's two unexpectedly made Mozart angry and feel ashamed. They had already destroyed the Holy See, but he still couldn't enter the Vatican. He was incompetent, so he could only say that he was incompetent. He took out a bottle of medicine and threw it in front of Mozart, and said, "Okay, Mr. Mozart, take him first, it will be good for your injury!"

At this moment, Chen Yuyang was facing the Pope and Martin and smiled: "His Majesty Pope, we finally meet!"

The pope's forehead is full of sweat, and he can no longer stand the war. He thought this man would not come, but he still appeared in front of the holy city of Vatican. The pope said: "His Majesty the Demon Emperor of the East, are you really going to provoke a holy war between the East and the West? This is the matter between our Holy See and the blood clan?"

"Is that true?" Chen Yuyang sneered and said, "Have you ever thought that today would be the one who will be today? His Majesty the Pope, I, Chen Yuyang, are a vengeful person. Today you must pay the price for what you did, otherwise, my Chen Yuyang's people will not be very active!"

"Are you really going to do it? Just you?" Martin beside the pope smiled.

Chen Yuyang also smiled and said, "What? Isn't it enough? Then I'll let you see the cards that can kill you!" As Chen Yuyang waved his hand, countless people, wolf demons, and fox demons suddenly appeared in the dark clouds in the sky. Below, many snakes were pouring out from all directions from the feet of the Vatican Holy City!

After counting it carefully, there were no less than ten thousand people, and their faces were filled with angry expressions. They could all fly. They were all elite troops of the Eastern Demon Clan.

Chen Yuyang laughed coldly and said, "Is it enough?"

The pope had closed his eyes. He knew that he had to take a gamble. Even if he died, he would make it difficult for these Easterners to live. He silently turned his hand back and gestured to the city tower behind him. The pope smiled bitterly and said to Chen Yuyang: "His Majesty the Demon Emperor of the East, how can you stop?"

Chen Yuyang seemed not to notice the pope's actions, but just smiled and said, "If I make your Holy See surrender to me, will you be willing?"

"Impossible," Martin said immediately: "We are the children of God, and we are absolutely impossible to surrender to you, a pagan!"

"What else are you talking about?" Chen Yuyang said coldly: "Destroy!"
Chapter completed!