"You really want to die, huh? Fine! I'll grant your wish now!"
The archbishop who was performing magic stopped and turned his head. Blood was oozing from his eyes, nostrils, and even the corners of his mouth. His appearance frightened the other archbishop who was hugging him.
The archbishop stopped and pinched the other's cheek hard. At this moment, he just wanted to squeeze out the other's brain to relieve the hatred in his heart.
But the Pope's magic was now unimpeded and no one could stop him.
In just a few seconds, the flames on the city wall were extinguished with a whoosh, leaving only darkness and turbid blood-red mist.
In the darkness, the only sound was the "sizzling" sound of the Pope greedily sucking out his magic power, like a poisonous snake gnawing at a person's bone marrow.
"Forehead--"
"Forehead......"
There were also a few sounds squeezed out of the throat of a dying person, as if he was struggling to breathe.
The other side.
"The ceremony is almost over, Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
"Look, Set's divine body has completely disappeared."
Lin Ke nodded, and Nan Tong knelt on one knee with excitement on his face, expressing his congratulations to his Holy Pharaoh.
"Congratulations to the great Saint Pharaoh for gaining another ancient god!"
"You bless Holy Egypt and protect these millions of people."
"Your grace shines upon the eight..."
As Nan Tong was speaking, he suddenly frowned and a strong magical light burst out from his body.
Obviously, the great sun magician had noticed something.
“How daring!”
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