Chapter 263 Puppet vs. Puppet

Chapter 263 Puppet vs. Puppet

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As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of light flew over and came to the leader. It was suspended in mid-air in front of the templar and the red archbishop. The ball of light suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light. The ball of light was the head of a human being. The bones were instantly transformed into blood vessels, nerves, muscles, skin, hair, and clothes. In the blink of an eye, a new-born Paladin appeared in front of everyone.

What is going on with Paladin? When they saw Paladin's appearance, the cardinals and cardinals looked at each other in shock and exclaimed. However, the next second, a cardinal and red archbishop who vaguely understood what was going on frowned and said solemnly: Paladin You are the one who rebels against God, right? It turns out that you have been lurking in the Holy See just waiting for today?

The avatar Paladin looked at these glaring cardinals expressionlessly and paid no attention to their plans. He just raised his hand slightly and pressed it against the phantom of Enos who was guarding the entire St. Peter's Cathedral. There was a roar and the earth suddenly trembled. However, it only lasted for a moment and the shadow of Enos that enveloped the cathedral flashed with a burst of white light and vibrated and disappeared immediately.

Seeing Paladin's terrifying ability to make the earth tremble with a casual palm, many bishops subconsciously took a few steps back on the steps. Paladin, who was a little surprised by this magical guardianship ability, seemed to have figured out something and shouted: Yes, it is the same as it was three thousand years ago. The same Urban Ripley, the younger brother of the first rebel, the despicable second rebel, who holds the rebellious scroll of Ripley, has ruled the Holy See for two hundred years, and the devil has spanned three thousand years. The undead want to desecrate this sacred place again. The palace?

I am not Urban, I am me. Paladin replied so calmly. Suddenly, at this moment, the thousands of occupied priests and templar clones that were pouring in followed Paladin. He raised his hand and gently pressed against that person. Enos' shadow The ground did not shake this time, but the huge shadow was instantly wiped out like a puff of smoke and dust.

Staring blankly at this irresistible power, many cardinals and red archbishops suddenly came to their senses. They all looked at each other and saw the awakening in each other's eyes. Now is the time for our devout friends to dedicate themselves to Enos in the Kingdom of God. Goodbye, justice will last forever

These bishops, who were either eighty or ninety years old, suddenly shouted at each other with firm expressions. Suddenly, they tore open the red robes on their chests in unison, revealing the weak chests. A magical thing happened. The chests of eleven bishops immediately burst open. A huge cross wound opened, and the bloody cross seemed to be pulled by something. A large amount of blood immediately spurted out from the cross wound. In the name of our true spirits, we call upon the gods to punish the heretics.

Archbishops knelt on the steps and let out heart-rending roars. Suddenly, the bodies of the more than fifty devout Templars who were kneeling on one knee suddenly changed color and instantly turned into handfuls of sand. on the steps

Can't God punish Enos' servant in a different way? Paladin was numb like this. But the originally clear sky suddenly became extremely gloomy. Dark clouds shrouded the world and the roaring sound from the clouds was as violent and indifferent as a magic curse. Paladin raised his head and saw a big hole opened in the black clouds directly above him. The white light shone from the big hole and fell on Paladin and other clones.

Enos, come on, they have sacrificed their lives, and they must give back their strength. This is the law. In the trance, the clone Paladin seemed to be able to see a pair of white eyes in the vast white depths of the big hole that was opened, which was cold and cruel without any emotion. Paladin's eyes were as cold and numb as they looked at each other, and he suddenly opened his hands silently to welcome Enos' divine punishment.

Boom, boom, suddenly a thick white thunder fell from the hole very quickly, bombarding Paladin's body. Just a white air wave spread out in all directions, and a burst of thunder and lightning flashed like a ball being dropped on a calm lake. The huge stone ground exploded with a bang, setting off a huge wave of sand and dust a hundred meters high, and the body of the clone Paladin had already been completely crushed by the powerful divine power in an instant...,

But the thunder still had no intention of stopping. White thunder pillars poured down. Those silent clones turned into sand and dust one by one under such power.

When the entire Holy City, except for St. Peter's Cathedral in the center, had turned into a pit, no trace of human beings could be seen anymore, the entire Holy City was turned into a barren land under this short thunder bombardment. From the mainland The black clouds that covered the sky and the earth also dissipated and the bright sunshine still shone on the ruins.

But at this moment, a clever golden ball of light broke through the ruins and rubble and emerged from the soil. Thousands of light balls were all floating in the air, and there was just a flash of golden light. The many clones of priests and templars that were wiped out in an instant were all reconstituted again under Paladin's unparalleled power at this moment. Paladin, who reshaped a body, just patted the non-existent dust and dirt on his body and took the other clones with him. Step by step, we walked up the steps and entered the only well-preserved St. Peter's Basilica.

In the dim St. Peter's Cathedral, you can't feel the damage and destruction outside at all. The layout and rows of huge stone pillars are still so peaceful. In the deepest part, the throne that symbolizes the pope, the spokesman of God, has waist-length white hair and a face like The young Pope Gregory III was sitting safely on the throne, playing with a white pawn in his hand and looking at the oncoming Paladin with a mysterious smile.

Your Majesty, Gregory III, have you realized something? Paladin walked step by step, stepping on the smooth white stone slabs, until he stood under the throne and stood still. The Pope looked at Paladin silently and suddenly bent down to pick up the The black rook on the chessboard in front of him was pulled onto his own white camp and he ate the white elephant next to him. He said with emotion: Eat the elephant general.

Having to play this game of chess with you as Paladin gave me a rare taste of pleasure that I had not seen for a long time in these long years. I didn’t expect that your complete defeat was just an illusion. However, your assassin has penetrated deeply into my king’s side, but I couldn’t help it. Good to know

Paladin, who suddenly frowned, looked at the pope who was still smiling happily and suddenly asked: "Who am I? You are really forgetful. We already knew Urban three thousand years ago. I thought you were dead before I took over the Holy See." Unexpectedly, three thousand years later, you would appear in front of me again with another appearance.

Empty shell. It turns out that this is just a puppet of you. Is it the same as me? Suddenly I saw through the words of the Pope Paladin. It turns out that the Pope also created a puppet illusion just like Paladin, but the real body is not here at all. Hehehehe. Come on, it has been three thousand years. Before you died, I was still here. I didn't get stronger. Now that I'm strong, I can finally compete with you. The battle between puppets and puppets. Suddenly, the Pope stood up from the throne, spread out his hands and waved the white divine robe. With these words, he grabbed the white scepter next to him and looked at him. It is full of strong fighting spirit (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation, and your monthly support is my biggest motivation)