Chapter 600 Death of the Pope

"Come on! Come on! Come on!" Pope Delt yelled several times in a row, louder and louder.

But there was still no response, as if there was no one outside the door.

Seeing St. George's appearance of watching a show, Pope Delt realized later: "You are playing tricks? Have you convinced them all? No, you should not have such a chance. It seems that you are simply blocking The voice here, why? Not only do you want the Pope, but you dare to do treasonous things? Even if you have the courage, you must have the ability to succeed. Although I have entered the recession period, I have not yet arrived. The degree of human slaughter."

Pope Delt once again paused for the scepter in his hand.

"Poor! Sad!" St. George shook his head, "It seems that you have never been favored by the true God, stick!"

As soon as St. George stretched out his hand, he didn't see him making any movements. He was used as a crutch by Pope Delt, and the oracle scepter in both hands flew towards him suddenly. The power was so great that Pope Delt almost caught him off guard. let go.

As a top powerhouse, although Pope Delt's body has entered a period of decline, his reaction speed is still one-on-one. After realizing that the situation is wrong, he yelled and rushed all his strength into the oracle scepter, like Like a nail, firmly nailed in place.

"Bring it!" St. George also drank again, a holy light that could not be described in words poured out of his body, as if something had awakened from his body, even if it was a remote control, the power in it was still Delt The Pope is unmatched.

The oracle scepter was released instantly and flew directly into St. George's hand.

After the oracle scepter flew into St. George's hands, the holy light on his body not only did not dissipate, but became more intense, because the same light shone on the oracle scepter, and a more vast holy power surged out of it , A steady stream of people flocked to St. George's body.

With the continuous influx of holy power, the shadow behind St. George became clearer.

It was a huge figure with a height of seven or eight meters, and a pair of huge wings suddenly stretched out from behind the figure composed of holy light, making the holy aura emanating from its body even stronger.

Angel!

Messenger of the God of Truth!

It turns out that there really are angels!

Just why did the angel appear on St. George's body?

Since St. George has an angel on his body, he should be more convinced that the God of Truth exists. It is impossible for his faith to be shaken. Why did he do this?

Since there really are angels, why not find yourself in the first place?

I am the Pope of the Holy See of Saint Ether, who has served the God of Truth conscientiously for more than a century, and dedicated all my faith and energy in this life to him.

Could it be that the God of Truth really doubted his belief?

Do you not recognize what you have done for the Holy See of Ether?

The situation shown in St. George, on the contrary, caused Pope Delt to receive a huge shock, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

Just now he wanted to take St. George down because he thought that the other party had shaken his faith, but judging from the situation shown by the other party, it was far from the same thing.

Even if the Holy See knights outside were summoned in, faced with this situation, do they still have the courage to attack St. George?

The answer is obviously no.

Faced with this sudden situation, even he was shocked and couldn't believe it, let alone those knights of the Holy See.

There is only one result of their rushing in, and that is to kneel on the ground.

St. George's face was filled with intense ecstasy, he couldn't help laughing up to the sky, and laughed loudly: "Sure enough, there is indeed the power of the true god in it, as long as I have it, I will be able to hear the voice of the true god again , I am the worthy successor of the Pope, Your Majesty, what else can you say...no..."

The smug smile on St. George's face froze suddenly, and he let out a scream that was startled, angry and incredible.

After the angel figure behind him took shape, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Pope Delt, and a steady stream of holy power poured out from the Pope, gathered on St. George's body, and then transferred to the angel figure.

Pope Delt, who had returned to his prime due to the magic of rejuvenation, was re-aging at a speed visible to the naked eye as the holy power was stripped from him.

If it's just like this, that's all. Anyway, the rejuvenation on Pope Delt's body is not permanent. With the consumption of this holy power, it won't take long for it to change back.

But the problem is that Pope Delt is not just changing back to his original state, but getting older. The extraction of this holy power has not stopped, but has become more intense.

This is no longer extracting the holy power blessed by the previous oracle scepter on Pope Delt, it is simply extracting the little vitality left by Pope Delt himself.

"How dare you..." Pope Delt said with great difficulty, his voice becoming extremely weak and deep.

Under this strange attack method, this former top powerhouse has no power to fight back. He is not just as simple as being sucked from his own strength and vitality.

Under the gaze of the angel figure behind St. George, his body seemed to be completely dominated, and he couldn't move a finger at all.

The only thing that is perceived in the body is the life force that is rapidly passing away.

This is by no means an angel.

How could it be possible for the messenger of the God of Truth to have such a strange ability?

This is the power of the devil.

This is the power of the devil.

A devil actually disguised himself as the messenger of the God of Truth, and deceived the senior believers of the God of Truth.

If they become the new Pope of the Holy See, what kind of disaster will they bring to the Holy See?

The fear brought about by this kind of speculation is far beyond the imminent death.

After all, Pope Delt knew that his death was approaching, and he had already made sufficient psychological preparations, but it was obviously not what he wanted to see if the Holy See, which he had developed and grown by himself, fell into doom.

Pope Delt wanted to remind St. George not to be deceived by the devil, but he could no longer make any sound, and his consciousness became more and more confused. He vaguely heard St. George shouting.

"Stop, stop quickly, you will kill him, he is the pope, he is the pope of the Holy See! Although he made a wrong decision, he is not guilty of death, we just need him to hand over the oracle scepter, Just promise to help me become Pope..." St. George stopped loudly.

Obviously, Angel Phantom's actions were not in his plan. He really wanted to take the opportunity to humiliate Pope Delt in order to retaliate for what he had done to him during this period, but he never thought of killing Pope Delt from the beginning to the end. .

One and the other have a lot of affection. Pope Delt has always regarded him very highly. He can reach this level without the cultivation of the other party.

The two are that Pope Delt is not long before his death, as long as he can reverse his thinking and let him support himself to obtain the Pope as before.

St. George has deep confidence in this, even if he has been ridiculed for a long time with his bad attitude and sneering words, as long as he summons the guardian angel, let him feel the power of the true god and hear the true voice of the true god.

Pope Delt categorically has no reason to prevent himself from assuming the position of pope. After all, the Holy See is not a normal secular power organization, but a belief organization, and theocracy is above human rights.

Before exercising human rights, it was because no one could truly hear the oracle of the true God.

Now that someone can hear again, is there anyone more suitable to be the new Pope than him?

It would be real blasphemy to prevent him from assuming the Pope's throne!

Taking a step back, even if St. George really wanted to plot against Pope Delt, he couldn't do it so openly. Just now, a dozen Holy See knights witnessed him breaking into the hall of the oracle and talking with Pope Delt. unhappy.

If under such circumstances, Pope Delt died suddenly, even if he had a guardian angel and could truly listen to the teachings of the true God, it would be extremely unfavorable for him to take over the Holy See of the Holy Ether.

It is a pity that the relationship between St. George and this guardian angel is not master and servant, and there is no way to order him.

To be more precise, it is still unknown whether the other party can understand what he said.

After all, when he first possessed him, the guardian angel's ability was too weak, and the two had not communicated with each other.

St. George's excited mood swings still had an impact on this angel phantom.

The hand pointing at Pope Delt did not withdraw, but the other hand stretched out, pointing at St. George.

"What are you doing?" St. George was really taken aback, his voice distorted, "You can't even kill me? I'm the most devout believer of the true God... um..."

St. George yelled while dodging again and again.

This is a futile struggle, because the other party is possessed by him, and moving by himself is equivalent to moving with the phantom of this angel, so how can he avoid his attack?

This panic lasted only a few seconds.

It wasn't that the other party was disturbed by his words and stopped attacking.

Instead, the attack has fallen on him.

However, he didn't feel the separation of holy power and vitality, on the contrary, he felt a surge of vitality surging into his body.

It was a wonderful feeling that people couldn't refuse. In front of this feeling, physical desire was so low-level.

It's not just a feeling.

With the surging vitality, the terrible flame burns on St. George's face and body caused by the explosion of inferior black powder are hardening at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then peeled off and fell off his body like a cicada. It revealed the smooth and fair skin underneath like a baby.

Compared with the delicate new skin like a young girl in bloom, the rest of St. George's original skin is extremely rough, which still makes it a bit weird.

This situation is obviously temporary. With the surge of vitality, the skin here is also affected, and a lot of old skin has fallen off, exposing the delicate skin underneath.

St. George is like a giant python, undergoing a new round of transformation under the infusion of a large amount of vitality.

"How is this possible..." St. George, the person involved, also had a look of disbelief.

This unbelievable situation has far exceeded his imagination.

Ecstasy, surprise, anxiety... All kinds of complex emotions rolled across his face, and in the deepest part of his eyes, there was even a trace of fear that he didn't even notice.

The burns on St. George's body have become a lingering nightmare for him during this time.

Because it directly sent it from heaven to hell.

Not just physical pain, but spiritual pain as well.

The Pope's position, which was within easy reach, is becoming out of reach.

If the competition under normal circumstances fails, he admits it.

It happened that after he had made great contributions to the Holy See, he would never admit to the absurd reason that his appearance hindered the image of the Holy See.

Now this nightmare is cured without medicine.

What kind of divine power is this?

St. George still vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Even a fool can see that the vitality pouring into St. George's body was not created by the phantom of the angel, but extracted from Pope Delt.

The angel phantom just acts as an energy conduit, with the left hand inverting the right hand.

Absorbing the vitality of others for one's own use, even in the eyes of normal people, there is a huge problem.

Not to mention that in the eyes of a senior believer in the Holy See, the teachings of the Holy See of Saint Ether preach that God loves the world, and everything in the world is bestowed by the God of truth, especially human beings, who are his most beloved sons. He cannot bear to hurt them. I can't bear to see any one of them hurting each other.

How could it be possible to use this kind of life force from this person to infuse it into another person?

This is the power possessed by the enemies of the God of Truth—the devils.

Only those devils with sinister intentions will devote themselves to destroying the beautiful rules made by the God of Truth, wantonly playing with the lives and souls of the world, and have no fear or respect for life.

St. George has no way to refuse now, nor can he refuse.

Not only because he has no ability to command the Angel Phantom, but also because he is the beneficiary of the whole thing.

Just as he was hesitating, Pope Delt had swallowed his last bite. His body had already entered a period of decline, but he didn't have much vitality to absorb.

The angel phantom has not finished absorbing the vitality of Pope Delt. A phantom visible to the naked eye is being pulled out of Pope Delt's body by him. It looks exactly like Pope Delt. It is Pope Delt. soul.

"Don't..." St. George groaned in pain, trying to stop the phantom of the angel again, but his voice became so weak.

Things had gone completely off the rails than he could have imagined.

"The devil! This is the devil! St. George, what you hear is not the voice of the true God, but the enchanting words of the devil..." Pope Delt's soul was a little confused at first, but he reacted in an instant, with an angry voice scream.

Angel Phantom swung his palms together, and a vast holy power surged. Pope Delt's soul was crushed and shattered on the spot, turning into a wave of incomparably pure energy.

Dazed.

In the true sense, the soul flies away.

Since then, there has been no trace of Pope Delter's existence in the world.

However, this is not the main purpose of the angel phantom. As the holy power surged again, strands of golden light were extracted from the energy formed by Pope Delt's soul and gathered together.

From a small spot of light to the size of a mung bean, and then to the size of a walnut, there is no trace of golden light floating from it.