One Thousand Three Hundred and Fourteen: The End, the Destruction of the Holy See (8)
Yan Wang showed his power and tore open the door, opening a breakthrough for the Holy See army. The knights with high morale shouted and followed Yan Wan in.
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Before, the alliance's fortress and the nearby mountain where demons gathered were clearly distinct. The rich purple-black demonic energy only hovered around the mountain.
But now... the sky above the fortress is filled with demonic energy, which is so strong that it is frightening.
There is only one possibility for this scene - the door to hell opens, and a superior demon descends.
There is a solid space barrier between the human world and hell. Powerful demons cannot cross the barrier at all, and can only sneak in through other means.
For example, open a portal directly in the human world, which is the gate to hell.
In this case, Murphy's real demon army can invade along the gate of hell, and his true body may even come to the world.
Although the Pope and others did not see the Gate of Hell with their own eyes. But this huge and rich demonic energy made them think of each other at the same time.
"not good!"
The Pope on the city wall raised his eyebrows and stared at the opposite fortress with wide eyes, an anxious look on his face: "Thor and the others are not wary of demons?
While we were fighting, there might have been some demons who sneaked into the fortress. They used a lot of human lives to recharge the key and open the door to hell... They must be stopped! "
A bishop gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "But how to stop it? The key to the gate of hell is not accessible to us. Otherwise, the tragedy of hundreds of years ago will happen again..."
The pope's body stiffened, as if a balloon had been popped, and his momentum suddenly fell to the bottom. He murmured in despair: "Only the power of heaven can..."
The bishop's eyes were red and his tone was filled with panic: "But those demons have already invaded the sanctuary..."
There was determination in the Pope's eyes. He interrupted him and said decisively: "There is no retreat now. We can only give it a try. At least there is hope of success, right?"
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look sideways.
After a long time, someone finally said cautiously: "You mean, let you come?"
good.
In fact, the Pope is also a Son, a former Son.
It's just that he didn't survive the rigorous training at that time, so he could only quit with regret. He climbed up step by step from a remote church priest, and finally sat on the seat of the pope.
Strictly speaking, he is actually a legend who can be used as a role model in the minds of everyone in the Holy See.
But the Pope is also a human being. Although he has a special physique, don't forget that he didn't endure the training at the beginning, and after so many years... he is already very old.
Can it be done?
This question is swirling in everyone's mind.
Looking at the hesitant expressions of these people, the Pope smiled slightly: "At this point, do you still have the right to choose? The door to hell opens, the devil invades, the consequences... you should have learned about it in the information."
"We have no choice." A bishop said, the hesitation in his eyes disappeared, replaced by incomparable perseverance.
The Pope smiled, stroked the scepter in his hand, and recited in a low voice: "The glory of my God will surely shine on this world. My God will be in heaven, watching us. This time... is a test for believers."
One person interfaced: "The filth will be purified, and the filth will be washed away. If the hell demons want to invade this world, they will definitely step on our corpses..."
The remaining knights, bishops and other members of the Holy See seemed to be amplified by the atmosphere, and recited the doctrine loudly with red eyes: "The Holy See and us are shrouded in the light of my God. Protect this world..."
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Just as the Pope and the others were nervously preparing to sacrifice.
Inside the fortress.
Yan Wan and others hugged each other with pale faces, facing endless demons.
They came in coolly, but they didn't expect that this fortress actually had two doors. What they had smashed before was just the first door. Before the second door could be lowered, they rushed in.
And now, the second door has fallen.
It's not so much a door as it is a solid piece of iron. It's like the dragon-breaking stone often mentioned in tomb robbers, but this thing is many times harder than the dragon-breaking stone, and there are dense alchemical runes drawn on the surface.
Yan Wan just struck with his sword, but only left a shallow mark. The runes on the surface exploded instantly the moment the sword blade came into contact, completely dispersing the force. He could no longer break through as powerfully as before.
In other words, they can come in but cannot get out.
Yan Wan wiped the smelly blood from his face, raised his head and stared ahead, exclaiming: "Gate to hell?"
Others looked for the sound and gasped when they saw the thick purple-black mist looming in the distance.
Then, they quickly looked at Yan Wan.
"Let's go, rush over."
Yan Wan grinned and spat out a mouthful of blood, picked up the round shield on the ground, and swung his sword in the direction of the source of the demonic energy: "I can't get out anyway. Even if I die, I can't let the door of hell open successfully."
Under his mobilization, more than twenty scarred and exhausted Holy See knights once again felt a surge of power within their bodies. "yes!"
"last one."
Yan Wan took out the last divine scroll from his pocket and whispered: "The divine spell, Thunder, will not last too long. You must rush there before the blessing disappears."
After that, he ripped off the seal on it and threw it into the sky.
Ruoyouruowu's murmurs sounded around, and bursts of milky white light instantly enveloped Yan Wan and the others. When the light dissipated, they were all wrapped in a layer of golden lightning armor.
"Walk!"
Yan Wang held up Chixiao, roared suddenly, stepped on his feet, and fiercely rushed into the group of demons like a violent wolf...
If these demons had human emotions and desires, they would have collapsed and fled in all directions under Yan Wan's efficient massacre.
Unfortunately, they didn't.
Even if a large number of demons fell under Yan Wan's sword, he would use his life to pave a road made of flesh and blood. Find Shuyuan www. zhaoshuyuan.com But there were still countless demons rushing towards him without fear of death.
"The play is almost done."
Yan Wan glanced around with his peripheral vision. Among the Holy See knights behind him, only Gwen was left alive, and he followed him with difficulty.
As soon as the long sword turned, Yan Wan was about to take advantage of the situation to harvest Gwen's life. However, as soon as he made a move, his body trembled violently, staggered a few steps uncontrollably, and almost fell to the ground.
Not only him, but a large number of demons around him fell to the ground and rolled into a ball.
The flesh and blood on their appearance began to show signs of melting, as if they had encountered concentrated sulfuric acid. With a random claw, large chunks of flesh and blood can be removed, revealing ferocious white bones.
The ground was shaking, as if there was an earthquake.
but……
Yan Wang raised his head, looking past the towering fortress walls and staring at the sky in the distance.