"Come on, you son of a bitch, what doesn't defeat me will eventually make me stronger."

Doug stood up shakily.

In pursuit of a realistic effect, he took out a staff from his storage ring, supported his body tremblingly, and looked firm and calm, like a hero who was ready to die.

Double brush for upright and split.

In this short while, his attributes have at least doubled compared to before the battle, making him a huge profit! Alien warriors are never dragon slayers, they pursue the ultimate victory of this game.

The ultimate goal is to get first place and eliminate other alien warriors.

Killing the Pope only gives you a few pitiful attributes...

By taking advantage of his villain identity, he can repeatedly brush up his attributes and pursue the ultimate maximization of benefits.

Dougal never forgot the essence of the alien warrior.

"Come on, don't stop. Either you kill me, or your notoriety will spread throughout the world..." Doug weakly provoked the Pope with a look of contempt.

…

That's an exaggeration! Nob thought to himself.

However, his eyes looking at Doug were still full of admiration.

Perhaps, this kind of devotion and concentration is the secret of his enduring success!

But at this time, he really didn't dare to defect, because he hadn't awakened his skills yet. The Pope couldn't kill Duger, but he could kill him with a backhand sword!

…

Die! I killed you!

The Pope's face was grim and he was roaring in his heart, but when he opened his mouth he changed his words to "I am guilty..."

After he said this, he became even more ashamed and angry.

…

Pope hacked.

Douger vomited blood and cursed the Pope.

The Pope chopped again.

This went on and on, and when the Pope talked about how he peeped at a girl bathing when he was thirteen, all the spectators on the city wall shifted their focus.

The bishop, who stayed at the scene and was touched by Doug's heroic act, finally came to his senses.

Their looks gradually became strange, and an idea popped up in their minds.

Is this guy opposite me trying to make fun of the Pope?

After so many attacks from the Holy Sword, let alone a newly awakened ten-star martial spirit, even a true god would have been chopped to death, but his martial spirit didn't seem to be weakened at all...

…

As everyone looked at him like a clown, the Pope finally realized something was wrong. He stopped slashing and said with a gloomy face, "Are you kidding me?"

Even with the replenishment of his mental strength by the Crown of Oracle, the constant use of the Holy Sword still made him feel a little weak.

He came to his senses more clearly than when he confessed, and he became even more angry.

But once the words came out, it was not that I was guilty.

The Pope was stunned. Is the confession over? Then, his face turned even darker, because before the age of thirteen, he was really a good boy with good morals and aspirations to become a bishop...

But now is not the time to dwell on the past.

After exposing so much negative information about himself, his situation has reached the brink of life and death.

The current hidden dangers must be resolved.

Otherwise, he would not even know how he died. The sun god was just sleeping, not dead.

…

The trial is over! Doug smacked his lips. He had been talking for so long, and the Pope's crimes were really too numerous to list...

I don’t know why the sun god was so blind as to choose such a villain as the Pope.

Sun god.

Bah! Just change your name to Blind Dog.

But it's normal to think about it. Those who can climb to a high position are all glamorous on the outside, but sinful on the inside...

"You discovered me! The situation of the army is ever-changing, and the shape of water is ever-changing. How can water be torn apart?" Doug smiled and stood up.

He knew that Wuhun was different from real water.

But this sentence was not meant for the Pope, but for the audience outside.

The key word of splitting, if you can hide it, you should hide it a little bit, you can't let Bai Long make excuses for him all the time! In the stunned eyes of everyone, the tall sea god instantly broke into pieces, splitting into countless small sea gods. Each of the small sea gods raised the staff in their hands and laughed at the Pope. Then, the sea gods stuck out their tongues, tilted their heads to the side, and made a dying expression, vividly...

This is a new move that Doug has learned.

To be precise, practice makes perfect.

Every strike of the Pope is a test of his mental strength.

If Doug's mental power was dead before, now his mental power has come alive. He can easily split his mental power into countless parts without feeling any pain.

To some extent, this should be his soul skill, but it just has no name.

Doug did not open his personal panel.

But he could feel that in just a short while, his mental strength had increased by at least one-tenth. This had nothing to do with tips from the audience, but was purely a natural increase after being abused.

It is not as fast as the increase of the power of faith, but this is a natural growth that is independent of the pan-universe entertainment.

This time the harvest is so rich, thanks to the Pope...

…

Looking at Doug's agile and lively mental power, and remembering his clownish behavior just now, the Pope became furious, his throat tightened, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Doug's vomiting of blood is fake, his vomiting of blood is real...

Damn it, using such a stupid move to consume his soul power, unforgivable!

The Pope tightly gripped the staff in his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "Duge, I am not mistaken, you are indeed an evil god. You are very smart, and you are afraid of being exposed by me, so you dismissed those people in advance. But do you really think that they will believe the dirty water you threw on me?"

"Whether you believe it or not will be decided by the Sun God." Doug said with a smile.

"You used evil means to humiliate the spokesperson of the Sun God. You don't think that the Sun God will believe in an evil god!" said the Pope indifferently.

Doug heard his subtext.

Even if he was a bad guy, the Sun God had to protect him to prove that he was not blind...

"I believe that the Sun God is an upright person, but you have deceived him." Doug shook his head. "No god will protect a blasphemer who covets his position."

“Blasphemer?” The Pope snorted, looking at the Sea God who was reunited by Douger, and sneered, “Douger, you should worry about whether you can withstand the wrath of the Sea God!”

"..." Grand Duke Lynch listened to the verbal battle between the two, and his eyebrows twitched unconsciously. Damn it, why did he stay at the scene? Wouldn't it be better for him to protect the people with Lasse and the others? "The Sea God is just..." Doug said, and suddenly activated the Seven Holes Touch.

Ugh! The Pope was caught off guard and was hit again.

His robe is indeed immune to magic, but the power of Poseidon is divine power, which is naturally one level higher than magic.

However, the people in this world do not have the power of inner cultivation, so they are naturally unable to resist the touch of the seven orifices.

Realizing that he could not improve the attributes of the Pope, Duger naturally would not hold back any longer. Moreover, his attributes had just doubled, his mental strength had also increased, and the use of the Seven Holes Touch was even faster than before.

The Pope once again used the soul skill of the twelve-winged angel to pull out the icicle that had invaded his body: "Despicable, you shameless man, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

He raised the staff in his hand, "Solar Wind...Woo!"

The words haven't finished yet.

His seven orifices were once again filled with water.

Since he couldn't improve his attributes, Duger wouldn't be polite to him and of course he would go all out.

The water in the river rolled up countless waterspouts, rushed up to the sky, and continuously attacked the holes in the Pope's body...

He could pull out one, but not two.

The twelve-winged angel was holding a dazzling sun in his hands. When the sun appeared, the surrounding temperature rose suddenly.

But the Pope's body suffered a fierce blow, the sun was forced to disappear, and the twelve-winged angel had to rescue the Pope urgently.

otherwise.

The main body suffocated to death and the martial spirit dissipated.

But even a ten-star martial soul would be unable to defend itself against the surging water tornado for a while.

Streams of water were flowing into the Pope's mouth, nose, ears, and even his trouser legs and cuffs. He looked as if he was entangled by countless water snakes.

The Pope couldn't even close his mouth.

Thriller, horror, excitement!

…

Is this Duger's true strength? Seeing this scene, Nob was stunned.

His hands and feet were cold. It had only been a few days, but he had defeated the Pope who was wearing divine clothes and had a ten-star martial spirit in an instant...

How did he do it? Thinking of the blessing that the Pope bestowed on him, which could withstand three attacks from a ten-star martial spirit, Nob found it ridiculous. This round of water tornadoes must have launched thousands of attacks! What is Pan-Universe Entertainment doing? How can others play with such a terrifying guy? Just go to bed! Didn't they say that warriors over the age of 25 are not allowed to go to the battlefield? There must be something fishy going on!

As for Grand Duke Linch and many bishops, they were also stunned. At this moment, the way they looked at Doug was as if they were looking at a real god.

Compared to the Pope, Douger was really too gentle to him at that time, it could almost be called a caress...

…

The Pope was devastated.

The sea water under the feet of Poseidon's martial spirit gathered towards Poseidon. With the influx of sea water, Poseidon's body expanded in an instant and turned into a giant standing tall.

The twelve-winged angel was at the feet of Poseidon, looking as pitiful as a little bird.

The Pope's eyes suddenly widened. How could there be such a powerful martial spirit? Duger must be the real Sea God !

Regret filled the Pope's mind.

The King of Evil Gods started a war and killed thousands of evil gods...

Nob's admonition flashes back.

We are both evil gods, so why is Dugu so powerful, and why are you as weak as a chicken? The reason why the Pope dared to provoke Dugu was simply because he saw the evil gods' abilities and wanted to recruit them as his subordinates to lay the foundation for usurping the throne in the future.

He has always used Nob as a reference.

But now…

He just felt that he had been tricked by Nob.

at this time.

He felt extremely regretful. If he had known that this was the strength of the King of Evil Gods, why would he have rushed to join in the fun?

The giant Seagod martial spirit reached out and grabbed the twelve-winged angel.

The twelve-winged angel fluttered its wings and dodged nimbly.

Doug smiled slightly, and the water level under the feet of the sea god rose up, rolling up countless water dragons, like an iron cage, locking all the escape routes of the twelve-winged angels.

The water prison gradually shrank and turned into a water snake, squeezing into the seven orifices of the twelve-winged angel.

Above are the twelve-winged angels and below is the Pope, echoing each other, as if forming a world-famous painting - the Suffering Pope.

Apart from the Pope's sobbing and the sound of flowing water, no other noise could be heard at the scene.

Everyone seemed to be frozen in place, staring at the Pope.

Sympathy, panic, shock, envy...

And so on.

…

Doug controlled the water flow and rolled up the staff in the Pope's hand, but before he could exert any force, veins bulged on the Pope's forehead and a roar came out of his throat.

The martial spirit was suddenly taken back by him.

Then.

There was another flash of light, and twelve white wings suddenly emerged from behind him.

At the same time, Douger's enhanced Seven-Hole Touch was also forced out of his body. He was bleeding from all seven orifices, looking ferocious like a devil from hell...

The Pope glared at Doug fiercely, then suddenly turned around, flapped his wings, and flew high into the sky as fast as lightning.

Want to run?

How can it be that easy? You can go, but leave your equipment behind!

Duger's Sea God Martial Spirit instantly split into more than a dozen Sea Gods, who rushed towards the flying Pope at a faster speed.

Normally, the martial soul cannot leave the main body too far.

But Douger awakened the skill of "Unbroken Threads", which separated his martial soul from his original body and made it more flexible to control.

In the blink of an eye.

Several martial spirits caught up with the Pope. They stretched out their hands and pulled the wings behind the Pope.

Use force in pairs.

With a scream, at least six wings were torn off by the Sea God's Martial Spirit.

Poof! The Pope's blood sprayed out like it was free. All the blood Douger shed was returned at this moment.

The Pope's martial spirit suffered a severe blow, and his heart was dead and his face was as pale as paper. He looked around at the sea god martial spirits surrounding him, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

Then.

He ignored the sea god who was rushing towards him and raised the staff in his hand high.

The top of the staff and the crown of oracle on his head suddenly burst into dazzling light, shooting straight into the sky.

Doug suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. The Sea God Martial Spirit accelerated its attack speed and ripped off the remaining two wings of the Pope at lightning speed.

The Pope spat out blood again and fell into a complete coma, falling straight from the sky, but the light emitted by the staff and crown of oracle in his hands did not stop.

…

"He is calling on the sun god." A bishop gave the answer in a trembling voice. He looked at Douger and said, "King Holly, you should run away quickly!"

Damn! Are we going to fight God so soon? Doug's face changed slightly. His offensive means were still too weak. He couldn't even kill a Pope in one second...

"King, let's go! We can't defeat the Sun God." Grand Duke Lin Qi urged anxiously.

Nob's eyes lit up and his heartbeat quickened slightly.

When you are at the end of your rope, there is always a way out. Being too conspicuous may not be a good thing. If the sun god can kill him, then everyone will be back to the starting line.

Just say it? How can we let the Dug family dominate and keep winning?

Pan Universe Entertainment is indeed fair...

…

Run? Where can he run to? Can he continue to be hunted? Does he still need to increase his attributes?

Doug remained silent.

What the Pope has done has proved that the gods of this world are not omnipotent, at least they do not have the ability to read minds. Otherwise, they would not allow a shameless person to deceive his superiors and subordinates for so long?

Take a gamble!

He bet that the Sun God was a reasonable person and not as powerful as he imagined. After all, even a piece of trash like the Pope dared to seize the throne...

In so many simulation fields and alien battlefields, he had met many people who were stronger than him and had survived countless dangerous situations!

Pan Universe Entertainment couldn't possibly set up an unsolvable situation! Douger stretched out his hand, rolled up a stream of water, caught the Pope who fell from the sky, and took back his martial spirit...

…

It happened so fast! Not long after the Pope sent out the signal, a dazzling light appeared in the distant sky.

Then, the light spot came from far away and arrived at the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

This is a golden chariot, pulled by six winged Pegasus, and there is a sun pattern carved on the chariot body.

A true angel was behind the wheel.

He has three pairs of wings behind his back, and his facial features look as if they were cut by a knife or an axe. He looks so holy that he doesn't seem human.

Seeing the angel driving the chariot of the sun god, the bishops of the Holy See knelt on one knee to welcome the messenger of God.

The six-winged angel scanned the battlefield. He saw the unconscious Pope floating in the water, and raised his hand to cast a ray of holy light.

The Pope woke up slowly, but because his martial soul was severely damaged, he looked as if he had aged by ten years. He touched his body in confusion, as if wondering why he was not dead?

The six-winged angel frowned and asked, "Rumen, who hurt you?"

The Pope was delighted and subconsciously looked at Douger, pointing his finger and saying, "Leil, it is... Sun God, I am guilty. I have blasphemous thoughts and want to replace you. I once falsely transmitted the oracle to verify whether you were asleep and whether you were paying attention to your believers..."

"..." Lelier's gaze had originally turned to Doug, but after hearing the Pope's words, he was stunned and looked at the Pope in disbelief.

"…"All bishops.

Coming again?

The Pope was shocked and horrified, and he suddenly understood why Douger spared his life.

If he died, it would be over. The sun god would be angry with his murderer, but if he lived and confessed his sins in person, the sun god would only focus more on him! The Pope raised his hand and tried to cover his mouth, but his voice still came out: "I am guilty. I killed Cardinal Gareth in the name of apostasy..."

"Rumen, do you know what you are saying?" The six-winged angel Leliel's face was as black as ink, and his eyes were like sharp swords, shooting at the Pope.

"I am guilty..." The Pope pointed at Doug with tears in his eyes.

Lelier looked at Douger.

Duger saluted him respectfully: "Emissary of the God of Leilier, I am Holly, the king of the Kingdom of Duger. My awakened martial spirit can make people repent of their sins.

I am a devout believer in the Sun God. I accidentally discovered the true face of the Pope's blasphemy and wanted to kill him to protect the dignity of the Sun God. But I didn't expect that the desperate Pope would attract the messenger of God when he was on the verge of death, and tried to put the blame for his death on me..."

"Can you defeat the Pope?" Rumen glanced at the Pope's sacred suit with a look of doubt on his face.

"It was my belief in the Sun God that helped me defeat him." Doug said modestly, "If you don't believe me, you can ask the bishop present here."

Bah! You just said you were the spokesperson for Poseidon!

Now you have become a believer in the Sun God? How do you explain your martial spirit?

The bishops watched the Pope who was still confessing before the angel of God, fearing that they would follow in the Pope's footsteps and confess their sins in front of the angel of God.

They looked at each other in bewilderment. The bishop with the eight-winged angel spirit stood up and said, "Replying to Divine Envoy Lelier, what King Holly said is true. The Pope is indeed a blasphemer..."

(End of this chapter)