Pope Jude looked at the church, now in complete disarray, and his heart bled.
This magnificent church was built over a thousand years by generations of Vatican predecessors, but now it has been destroyed.
He wanted to kill them all right then and there, but he couldn't.
Ubius took a deep breath and said, "Where is His Majesty? I want to speak with His Majesty!"
Ulysses said calmly, "His Majesty is of course in the palace. Your Holiness the Pope, surrender and accept your fate."
From the moment you began plotting against His Majesty using the Hohenheim affair, a war to the death was inevitable between us.
Ubbs's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected that Clough wouldn't be there. Did they really want to destroy the Papacy completely?
“Go and tell His Majesty that our Holy See has lost this time, and I, Yubis, am willing to take responsibility!”
I am willing to relinquish the papacy, withdraw all papal personnel from St. Brande, and return to the holy city of Fingal, only asking that both sides cease hostilities and stop the innocent killings!
Right now, the Assyrian Kingdom has launched an attack. The enemy is fully prepared, while our side has suffered heavy losses, even losing more than half of our fighting force. What's the point of fighting now?
So Ubbs suppressed his anger. What he wanted now was to give up all his assets in Saint Brand and return to the holy city of Fingel to prepare to compete with the Assyrian Kingdom!
Given time, with the Church of Light's vast base of believers across the entire continent, they could easily amass an army of tens of millions and launch a holy war to completely wipe out the Assyrian Kingdom!
Since they cannot achieve divine right to rule the world through strategy, they can only rely on force.
But the premise is that they need time to develop.
Ulysses remained silent, while Yang Cheng said with a half-smile, "There's no need to relay this to His Majesty; His Majesty's response will undoubtedly be one of annihilation!"
"If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they'll grow back in the spring breeze." This is a proverb from the Western Continent, and you should understand what it means.
Your Holiness the Pope, stop struggling, and rest in peace on your journey.
Clough was a ruthless man. Once he decided to take action against the Papacy, he did not hesitate at all and was even willing to place all his hopes on himself, an outsider.
He's already staked so much, how could he possibly spare the lives of these people from the Vatican?
Ubith's eyes were bloodshot as he coldly said, "Very well! Today I will show you what the wrath of the gods is!"
As Ubith's words fell, he and the other cardinals, the divine curator, and other high-ranking powerful figures simultaneously chanted incantations, and little by little golden light descended.
Strange golden magic circles rose from the ground, shimmering with a dazzling, sacred light.
A door opened, revealing a palace-like interior filled with countless items stacked densely together.
Among them were weapons and armor, various weapons radiating holy light, and even a transparent crystal coffin containing a naked man.
Of course, none of these are the most eye-catching. The most eye-catching is one of the eight-winged angels!
The eight-winged angel appeared to be male, but lacked male organs. He crossed his arms over his chest, closed his eyes, and his eight wings radiated a sacred golden light, with a slight reddish tinge.
Upon seeing the eight-winged angel, Ulysses's expression changed drastically.
Ulysses knew that the Holy See had a trump card.
The Vatican's treasury is not located within the Vatican itself, but is kept in a mysterious space. The key is held by the Pope, successive chief priests, a Grand Master of the Knights, and a cardinal archbishop.
Therefore, even if the people of the Vatican are scattered, the Pope, the Grand Master, the Grand Master of the Knights, and the Cardinal must still be together.
Ulysses only thought that the Vatican's treasury contained sacred objects for summoning angels, but he never expected that what the Vatican was keeping was actually the angel himself!
A living, earthly angel!
"Please turn around, baby!"
Before anyone knew it, Yang Cheng had already taken out the gourd and was slashing directly at the angel who had not yet been revived.
Yang Cheng hadn't expected Pope Ubius to return so quickly. If he had known, he definitely wouldn't have used his two chances to use the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife in that previous battle.
As the white light of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife flashed, the angel's eyes suddenly opened, revealing no pupils, only a sea of scorching flames!
With a flap of its two wings, it suddenly protected its neck.
With a flick of his sword, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife severed a wing, but failed to cut off the opponent's neck, causing Yang Cheng to sigh with regret.
With one wing severed, the eight-winged angel's eyes turned directly to Yang Cheng, its crimson gaze instantly locking onto him. Yang Cheng could clearly sense the angel's overwhelming rage.
Pope Ubisoft and the others were utterly shocked. They never expected Yang Cheng to be so strange, able to cut off an angel's wing right off the bat.
Without thinking twice, they poured their power into the formation even more frantically, eventually converging it into the body of the eight-winged angel.
Morton and his men on the periphery were constantly bombarding the area with alchemical cannons and arrays, but the Holy See's protective array was too powerful. It was likely that divine artifacts were also involved, and they were unable to break through it for the time being.
So everyone could only watch as the eight-winged angel flapped her remaining seven wings and walked out of the secret realm. In an instant, she was covered in holy flames, and a flaming spear materialized and was held in her hand.
"Seraphim, welcome to your arrival."
Let these heretics be swept away by holy flames!
The eight-winged seraphim, Seraphim, flapped his wings, and instantly countless flames rose up, as if heavenly fire had descended, dyeing the entire sky the color of flames. Huge fireballs fell from the sky, targeting not only those present but also those surrounding the Holy See.
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