Even the Pope couldn't see the speed of those feathers; the night wind spread the power of the soul.
With a "whoosh!", his body disappeared from the Pope's sight.
"How can this kid be so fast?" The Pope's eyes widened in surprise.
He quickly scanned his surroundings, searching for any trace of the night wind.
But the next second, a cold voice rang out from behind.
Are you looking for me?
What?
Before the Pope could react, a sharp sword aura instantly sliced off one of his arms.
"ah!"
"Kill him!"
"Lord Lucifer, quickly kill him for me!"
The Pope's forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, and his screams carried far and wide.
Hearing the screams, the fallen angel Lucifer flapped his enormous black wings and turned around, only then noticing the Pope behind him.
"Your strength is too weak!"
"I cannot fully descend into this world!"
"If you can sacrifice yourself, perhaps I can kill this person!"
A wicked smile crept across Lucifer's face.
"Sacrifice?" A hint of panic flashed in the Pope's eyes.
He understood what this meant: once sacrificed, he would lose consciousness, his soul would be utterly corrupted, and he would become a puppet.
Clearly, the Pope does not want to do this now.
"So noisy!"
"Instead of staying in your hell, you've come here to die!"
The night wind whipped up thunder, and a sword slashed heavily towards the fallen angel Lucifer. The sword energy flashed with lightning, so bright that it blinded people.
Lucifer dared not be careless. He suddenly swung his three pairs of dark wings, and a burst of hellfire mixed with violent wind blades collided with the sword wind.
A giant fire tornado appeared on the ground, frantically devouring everything around it.
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