But it was doomed that all her calculations were in vain. The representatives of these major forces would not care about the relationship between a small mercenary regiment and the divine descent organization.

All they cared about was whether their own interests could be protected, and they didn't take her words to heart at all.

"Everyone gathered here today. What do you want?"

Many strong people gathered, and King Kong dared not be presumptuous. He asked politely.

"King Kong, the Chinese on the plane, we want it. Our Holy See owes you a favor!"

I don't know when the deputy director of the Holy See's Tribunal, Alex, squeezed out an ugly smile on a gloomy and terrible old face and tried to make his cold voice sound milder, but the harsh sound like rust friction still made everyone frown.

King Kong's face sank when he heard the speech. Although Alex was a famous bloody butcher, he wanted to take away the seven murders he had worked hard to design and catch with the favor of the Holy See. He didn't pay much attention to him.

"Hehe, the favor of the holy see is really valuable. Unfortunately, in my eyes, the only favor of the holy see is not worthy of my face."

King Kong is furious. Others are afraid of your holy see. I'm not afraid of King Kong. Although I don't want to tear my face, I have a strong sense of ridicule in my tone.

Alex's gloomy old face became more and more gloomy. Although the divine organization was mysterious and powerful, the Vatican believers were all over the world. As a heretical judge of the tribunal, his hands were stained with countless blood.

The crazy believers' faith is fanatical. He regards himself as God's weapon to walk in the world and eliminate all heresies that dare to blaspheme God for God. He has long cultivated a superior mentality. When he saw that King Kong did not give him face at all, he ridiculed him face to face, especially the human feelings of the church court. How can a crazy believer bear it, Angered, he suddenly ran away.

"Humble mole ant, you have blasphemed the great God, you damn heresy. I walk in the world in the name of God and destroy all pagans instead of the Lord..."

Although Alex is not young, he is a little angry. He has words in his mouth and talks about the ancient obscure language. His old body slowly rises in the air. His body suspended in the air is shrouded in a layer of milky white holy light, which makes him as sacred and inviolable as a God.

The representatives of the major forces on the scene consciously retreated one after another, leaving room for the two to fight. The battle between the two strong men is very rare. They are happy to watch the excitement and wait until they get the results.

"The diviner is really a bit of a disciple. He can absorb and make use of the power of faith. The holy Vatican is a little interesting!"

The blonde man carried his hands on his back and was dragged by old green. He was reluctant to take a few steps back. He also gave advice and commented casually.

"Hehe, it's just a simple and superficial use of the power of faith. It's not worth mentioning in front of the young master."

Old green flattered the young man's face, but pretended to be modest: "it can't be said that although our golden family can use divine power, the holy Vatican can develop to the current scale and know how to use the power of faith to fight. It has to be said that it is a bit of a way."

"Ha ha!"

Old green could not help blushing when he saw the strange eyes from the people around him. He laughed and laughed. He didn't say anything anymore, but he complained to himself. The young master doesn't know anything about the world. He goes out for the first time. He is young and energetic. He tries his best to show himself. He doesn't know the importance of his words. It gives the impression that he is not calm enough and arrogant. This is not a good thing.

"Hum! Play tricks and die!"

King Kong felt that the momentum of Alex's whole body seemed to rise endlessly. If he continued, I'm afraid even he would feel palpitations. Knowing that he could not continue like this, he had to stop his promotion. He immediately shouted, kicked his foot hard, and stepped out a deep pit on the ground. People jumped up like a loaded shell, and the fist with a large bowl exuded golden luster, Hit Alex in the face with a hard punch.

"Eh, the golden light on this boy's fist is a bit like the golden power of our family, but it seems too scattered and not cohesive enough."

The young blonde was surprised and began to comment again. The way he shook his head and instructed his younger generation made old Green's eyes twitch constantly. This young master, how clever and honest he is at home at ordinary times. How can he go out like a different person? He can't even control his mouth.

Although King Kong was fighting, he also heard his undisguised evaluation. The anger in his chest burned again, and the strength of his fist increased by three points. He regarded Alex as the cheap young man and wanted to blow him up with a fist.

"Humble mole ant, God said, you should go to the frame of fire and torture your evil soul with the fire of judgment!"

Suspended in the air with his eyes closed, Alex suddenly opened his eyes, shouted loudly in his mouth, stretched out his fingers wrapped in the divine light, and gently pointed to the King Kong.

The white holy light formed a huge cross holy sword in front of him. It burned a black flame and looked very strange. It roared and cut off the King Kong's fist wrapped in golden light.

As soon as King Kong's face changed, the black flame took his extremely strong sense of danger and must not be hard connected. Therefore, without hesitation, he closed his fist, took out the belt around his waist and pulled it to the cross holy sword.

The belt was made of pure metal, but it suddenly turned into a sharp sword in his hand, which collided heavily with the cross holy sword.

There was no earth shaking noise, nor the brilliant spark when the two swords collided, only the silent horror surge.

The cross holy sword disappeared in the collision and completed its mission. The King Kong's belt sword did not take advantage. The black strange flame began to burn along his sword and spread to his arm.

King Kong screamed and shook his hand and threw away his belt. The threat of the black flame was so great that he didn't dare to let the flame burn on him.

But he was not willing to suffer. Although he was forced to throw his sword, he couldn't throw it away for nothing. Instead, he threw his sword straight at Alex.

As soon as Alex's face changed, he didn't dare to take the burning sword. He had to fall to the ground and avoid this terrible sword.

"You can't control the black fire, can you? Ha ha, I said, it depends on foreign things. Why should I be afraid of it? Come again!"

The King Kong, who was a little depressed, was in great spirits. He laughed and rushed forward quickly. He didn't give Alex time to open the distance, one punch after another.

As the deputy director of the referee's office, Alex's magic is his strong point, but when it comes to close combat, he is too far away. His weak body is his biggest weakness.

In addition, he has been in a high position for a long time, has the power of life and death, has never lacked the protection of judges, and has rarely encountered pagan resistance. Therefore, his combat experience is really unbearable.

Now, when King Kong seized the opportunity to get close, he immediately exposed his lack of combat experience. In panic, he did not expect to distance himself from King Kong. Instead, he took advantage of the power of faith to protect his body and carry his fists and feet. He also talked in his mouth in an attempt to use magic to reverse the war.

If the enemy is weaker than him, maybe his move can work, but the problem is who King Kong is. The power of each fist and foot is as terrible as a mountain, which makes the power of Alex's body protection and faith consume rapidly.

The most important thing is that although the body protection power allows him to be protected temporarily, it can constantly interrupt his mantra. If the complete mantra can't be read, the magic can't be performed.

The more flustered, the more likely it is to make mistakes. There is a very funny scene at the scene. A burly man constantly beats a thin old man with holy light all over. The power of terror stirs up many ripples in the space. The holy power of Alex is becoming weaker and weaker. Only the power of faith is exhausted, and the war will come to an end.

The representatives of the major forces watched with interest. Longpo Canaanite shook her head compassionately and said, "light cultivation, not self-cultivation, is not a road after all. Alex is going to lose."

"Canaanite leaf, can your dragon elephant power block the storm attack of the King Kong?"

At the border between Myanmar and ancient Thailand, Duva, the blood mantra master, and Canaan ye have always been familiar. Wen Yan asked with a pair of triangular eyes.

"Just competing for physical strength, I may not be his opponent, but if I try my best, he must not be my opponent."

Canaanite said confidently.

"Gaga, Alex, this fool, we are warlocks. Naturally, we have to open the battle distance. If I fight with King Kong, he will be defeated!"

The witch mesa turned her strange eyes and said with disdain.

"I don't think so. King Kong hasn't shown his real strength yet. The old witch will die if she goes up!"

Old Kunal, the leader of Tianzhu holy fire, always disagreed with the witch. He said strangely when he heard the speech.

"Kunal, don't talk nonsense. You have the ability to fight me!"

Mesa looked at Kunal defiantly.

"Just fight, I'm afraid you can't be an old witch!"

Kunal was unwilling to show weakness and stared at the battle.

"Well, well, are you two friends in previous lives? Pinch when you meet. Today we have serious business to do. Don't make trouble here."

Egypt's pharaoh Abu simdo played a round game in the middle, giving both sides a step down.

"Alex can't be defeated so easily. The most annoying thing about these damn gods is not their strength, but their sacred utensils. It's disgusting."

The countess wenasha of the ghost moon department and the count Granger of the snow wolf family belong to the dark Council, and their fighting methods against the clergy of the holy see are much richer than others.

Sure enough, as soon as their voice fell, the form of the battlefield changed.

At the moment, the holy power on Alex's body was shaky and would be extinguished at any time. Just when King Kong thought the victory was settled, Alex, who was hit with an anxious eye, roared: "damn heresy, you forced me. God said, there should be light!"

With his angry cry, the breath of terror rose all over him. A dazzling white light forced King Kong to retreat again and again. His eyes turned red and wept in the wind like being burned.

Holding a scepter carved with thorns and emitting white holy light, Alex flew up in the air like a God, shining brightly on the whole earth, like the second round of hot sun.

"The scepter of glory? One of the seven holy instruments of the Holy See. Doesn't it mean that only the Pope can drive the scepter? How can it be in his hand?"

The witch mesa retreated in fear and exclaimed in disbelief.

The young master of the golden family finally found a time to express himself and swept the blind for them with complacency: "this is not a real glorious scepter, but an imitation of the glorious scepter. Its power is less than 1% of the real glorious scepter, but it's enough for the King Kong to drink a pot."