Chapter 292 Crushing the Pope, Self-Sacrifice

"His Majesty the Pope!"

"His Majesty the Pope finally made his move!"

"His Majesty the Pope is a subordinate god and the number one powerhouse in our Bright Continent. If he takes action, this evil god will surely die!"

"His Majesty the Pope, you must slaughter this evil god..."

At the moment Pope Hayes shot, all the people of the Holy See of Light were boiling.

They stared at the Pope in the sky with burning eyes, and their eyes were full of expectations!

"Teacher, you will definitely be able to defeat him! Definitely!" Holy Maiden of Light also had a look of hope!

When things have evolved to this situation, the Holy See of Light can be said to have all its cards. If even the Pope can't defeat Monley, then the Holy See of Light will face only one outcome: destruction!

So at this moment, all hope is pinned on the teacher!

At the same time, the seven true gods who escaped before did not leave completely. After they fled to a safe distance, they paid attention to it from a distance.

They all want to know how the battle will end today and who will win!

"boom--"

The golden divine light descended from the sky and instantly enveloped Meng Lei. The terrifying power of dissolving acted on him, frantically melting Meng Lei's body.

In the blink of an eye, Menglei's clothes were dissolved and clean, revealing Menglei's toned and slender figure, as well as his wishful golden hoop!

"As long as you are a low-ranking god, you must be crushed under my attack!"

Pope Hayes stared closely at Mon Ray, quite confident in his attack.

He is a low-ranking deity at the peak, and the secret technique of "God Saying" was passed down from the heavens, and its power was ten times stronger than that of pure light magic.

Such an attack, how can the lower gods resist?

But 1 second passed, 3 seconds passed, 10 seconds passed, half a minute passed...

Meng Lei is still in good condition, except for the ablation of his clothes, the divine body shows no signs of ablation at all, and even the fur on his body stands proudly.

"Your Majesty, is this your attack?"

Netherworld fire rose up all over his body, covering the "vital parts", Meng Lei looked at Pope Hayes and said lightly: "The power is too weak, it is not enough to tickle me!"

"how so?"

Pope Hayes is unbelievable: "My magical attack is enough to hit the lower gods at the peak, you can't be intact! Absolutely impossible!"

"His Majesty the Pope, you may have made a mistake!" Monley shook his head: "I never said that I was a lower god!"

"Isn't it a lower god? Could it be..."

Pope Hayes' complexion changed greatly, and at this moment, Meng Lei teleported to him and placed a light palm on the Pope's chest.

"puff--"

Pope Hayes spat out a mouthful of blood, fell back straight, and then slammed into the milky white light shield.

"teacher!!!"

"His Majesty the Pope!!!"

The faces of everyone in the Holy See of Light changed wildly, watching this scene in disbelief.

one move!

Defeat His Majesty the Pope with just one move!

What terrifying power is this?

"The median god! He must be the median god!"

The Holy Maiden of Light showed fear and muttered to herself: "Great Lord, he is actually a median deity! Why is he a median deity?"

The median god!

It is absolutely invincible on the Vault of Heaven Continent plane. Even if the entire Holy See of Light is gathered, it is impossible to defeat a median god.

The difference is too big!

"I miscalculated! I miscalculated!"

Pope Hayes flew up tremblingly, blood on the corners of his mouth: "I didn't expect that my crown is the median god, it's me who has no eyes!"

"It's not too late to know now!"

Meng Lei flicked his fingers and said lightly: "His Majesty the Pope, I appreciate your strength and courage, and I will give you a chance to live: surrender to me and be the Pope of my Mong Lei Sect!"

"I'm going to disappoint Your Majesty!"

Pope Hayes coughed out a mouthful of blood: "As a slave of the Lord, I only believe in the great Lord all my life, and I will never convert to others!"

"That's such a pity!" Monley felt a little regretful: "If that's the case, I'm offended!"

Meng Lei raised his finger slowly, the Netherworld Fire emerged from his fingertips, and a black spear quietly took shape, pointing at Pope Hayes!

"Netherworld Divine Fire!!!"

Pope Hayes shrank his pupils and felt a huge crisis, and quickly waved the Pope's scepter in his hand: "God said: There must be light!"

Swah——

The surging golden divine light spewed out from the Pope's scepter, forming a golden wall in front of him, intending to take the attack of Mong Lei.

"This move again? Your Majesty the Pope, it seems that you have already exhausted your skills!"

With a wave of Meng Lei's hand, the black spear condensed by the Nether God Fire shot out like a sharp arrow, instantly appearing in front of the golden wall.

"Pfft-"

Almost unobstructed, it penetrated the golden wall, then penetrated Pope Hayes' chest, and came out from the back.

"puff--"

Pope Hayes spit out a mouthful of old blood, staring blankly at the black hole in his chest, all fighting intent and determination turned into despair and powerlessness at this moment!

"Too big! The gap between the two sides is too big!"

Pope Hayes smiled bitterly: "As of now, there is no other way but to use that trick!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Meng Lei, and then at the Temple of Light and the people of the Holy See of Light shrouded in the shield of light, and hissed: "The Holy See of Light will not die, and the glory of the Lord will always shine on the world!"

"Sacrifice!"

A bright flame suddenly rose from his whole body, and the original holy flame was burning the body of Pope Hayes frantically!

Pope Hayes's breath of life decayed at a terrifying speed, like a bucket without a bottom, and the water inside was passing by quickly.

"This is... a sacrifice?"

Seeing this scene, the old dean's face changed greatly: "Meng Lei, stop him! He is sacrificing! He is calling angels! Once the angels come, it will be troublesome!"

"Sacrifice? Summon angels?"

Meng Ray raised his eyebrows, but he was not surprised.

The Holy See of Light can summon angels from the heavens. The old dean told him long ago, but this move has the taste of seven wounded fists:

If you want to summon, sacrifice first!

Sacrifice will almost burn the life essence and most of the soul of the sacrificer.

It can be said that sacrifice is a means of close to perishing together. The seven true gods before would rather escape than sacrifice because the price of sacrifice is too great!

"The stronger the sacrificer is, the stronger the angel summoned!"

The old dean shouted in a low voice: "Pope Hayes is a low-ranking god, and the angels he summons by burning the body and the soul are absolutely terrifying!"

Meng Lei shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "Old Dean, I haven't seen a real angel yet, so I just took this opportunity to have a good experience!"

"Meet me?"

The old man was a little angry: "This is a major matter of human life. Do you want to see it? What if the angel who summons the lower realm is stronger than you?"

"It's okay! In this plane, no one can be stronger than me, don't worry!"

"Om-"

With the continuous sacrifice, the Pope's divine body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the originally tyrannical divine soul became weaker and weaker...

Finally, when the sacrifice was at the last moment, Pope Hayes completely turned into a scrawny old man on the verge of rotten wood, and a golden door of space appeared above his head.

"Who is calling me?"