Chapter 349 Trap

The noise in the conference room gradually faded. After a long debate, the archbishops still had no consensus and could only wait for the Pope to come back and vote.

Crown frowned slightly. He sensed the time. It was just past 12 o'clock. The meeting usually ended at 11:30.

"What is going on outside? Is the riot very loud?"

The Pope had not returned for a long time, and everyone felt a little uneasy.

Drag stood up and shouted:

"Everyone, I think His Holiness the Pope must have encountered some difficult situation. Since we can't reach a consensus on the issue of reinforcing Xintland, why don't we go out and take a look, so as to help His Holiness."

"Yes, no matter how big the riot outside is, we have so many silver-level extraordinary people who can quickly solve the problem."

"In my opinion, the situation outside is very stable. If there is a problem, His Holiness the Pope would have sent someone to notify us long ago."

Drag had already walked to the door and clicked the magic circle button that controlled the door, and the door did not move at all.

"Huh?!"

He poked the button again, but the door still didn't move. He said uncertainly:

"It seems that there is something wrong with the magic circle."

The archbishops who stood up and walked to the door were stunned. Could it be that the magic circle of the sanctuary was damaged?

How the hell is this possible? ! The construction standard of the magic circle of the sanctuary is very high, and there is no way it can go wrong.

"Lend you a weapon," Flanders said. He knew that Klauen could store the weapon in his body.

Klauen took out the Thunder Fury, and the light blue cold light immediately filled the nearby space.

Flanders took the weapon, stepped forward, came to the control hub, and pretended to attack.

Drage hurriedly stretched out his hand: "What are you going to do? The magic circle of the sanctuary cannot be destroyed."

Flanders raised his eyebrows: "I only know that we are trapped in the sanctuary now, and the magic circle cannot be opened from the inside. Do you know how serious this is?"

The magic circle cannot be opened from the inside, which means that there is a problem with the entire sanctuary magic circle, which means that there is a huge loophole in the defense of the Holy See.

He thought of the Pope wearing a holy robe to isolate him from detection in recent days, and he felt uneasy inexplicably.

Taking a deep breath, he turned around and looked around, and said loudly:

"Everyone, the sanctuary array of St. Peter's Basilica can defend against the sixth-level attack, and the probability of damage is zero.

It cannot be opened from the inside now, and we are completely unaware of the situation outside.

I think there are only two possibilities. The first is that the nodes of the array are destroyed by humans, and someone does not want us to go out.

The second is that there is an irresistible attack outside, and a key node of the array is destroyed. Is there such a possibility?"

Flanders shrugged and continued:

"We all know that when St. Peter's Basilica is attacked, the sanctuary array can be opened automatically, and we don't need to start it manually.

The second situation, I think it can be ruled out.

No matter which situation it is, our situation is not optimistic."

There are no stupid people present. The key nodes of the array that can defend against the sixth-level attack were destroyed. They can't be unaware of it inside.

Everyone knows that the Pope repaired the magic circle a few days ago. Now that the magic circle has problems, everyone's suspicion is immediately placed on Osman, and the archbishops began to discuss.

"The repair of the magic circle of St. Peter's Church must be supervised by the Pope himself. Now there is a problem."

Drag shouted: "Do you know what you are saying? You are slandering the Pope."

"I, I would rather I guess wrong."

Flander said word by word, and his hand holding the weapon more forcefully:

"Get out of the way, Archbishop Drag. If my sword can damage this place, it means it is the second situation; if the magic circle is still working, the matter is self-evident."

Archbishop Martin Hodges of the Branden Diocese shouted:

"De Lag, let Frand try it. This is also the simplest way to distinguish him to infer the authenticity. Rand said: "In case your guess is wrong, I am afraid that this responsibility will not be affordable." This is one of the hubs of the Holy House. If it is destroyed, the difficulty of repairing is very high. What is his guess right? Let's open it. With aura rippling like water waves, Flanders staggered backwards suddenly and bumped into the person behind him.

"Hiss," most people took a breath of cold air. There was no problem with the magic circle, but it was changed from external to internal.

Drag muttered to himself: "How is this possible."

"The people behind you get out of the way, I'll try again."

Flanders looked ugly. He didn't use much strength just now, but he was actually hit by the magic circle. This shows that the defense strength of the magic circle is stronger than he expected.

The people behind him dispersed. Flanders released the holy power armor, but felt that it was not safe enough, so he released the golden light to protect his body, and then urged the holy power to the maximum extent, and waved the thunderous fury again.

The spiritual light on the wall flashed more violently, but the wall was still not damaged. Flanders himself was shaken away at a much faster speed than before.

Fortunately, he had been prepared and quickly stabilized his body.

"After thousands of years of accumulation, the magic circle of St. Peter's Church has sufficient energy reserves. It is impossible to be shaken in a short time. What should we do now?" He asked everyone's voice.

Now, everyone is trapped in the room of the sanctuary, and it is highly likely that no one will come to rescue.

The strength of the magic array of the sanctuary reached the sixth level. It was almost a pipe dream to destroy the defense with their power.

"Let me try," said Clown, and he was about to step forward.

He was very depressed. He never thought that he would encounter such a situation in the sanctuary of the Holy See.

He didn't understand the magic array. If he wanted to break the array, he could only use the dumbest method to consume the energy of the magic array bit by bit.

"Don't," Flanders stretched out his hand to stop him, "You are our last hope. Let you come out at the end.

Everyone, let's come one by one to test the weaknesses of the magic array, and then hand it over to Clown to deal with it.

Please do your best. We can't afford it. If we are trapped here all the time, hunger will drag everyone down."

When people are extremely hungry, they can no longer be called human beings.

Martin stepped forward and shouted:

"Yes, Clown is at the fifth level. His strength should not be consumed in testing. Let me come first."

He has a close relationship with Flanders and must come out to cheer.

In the corner of the block, Theo and Moon met together. They were both in a mess, with blood all over their faces, most of which was their own blood.

Because the incident happened suddenly, they did not have time to change into armor before joining the battle, but the enemy was stronger than they had imagined. The formation of the troops was quickly broken up, and comrades continued to fall beside them.

When they met, the soldiers around them added up to no more than thirty people.

Theo breathed slowly and said breathlessly:

"What should we do now, His Holiness the Pope?"

At this time, the Pope was their only hope.

"I haven't seen the Pope since the team was dispersed. What level do you think the enemy's strength can reach?"

"The strength is at least the fourth-level silver level, otherwise we would not have been defeated so easily. For some reason, I have a bad feeling."

Moon patted his companion's shoulder and grinned:

"Don't worry, the silver-level archbishops haven't made a move yet.

Besides, Lord Klauen is a fifth-level transcendent. As long as they make a move, these monsters will surely be defeated.

When His Holiness noticed that the situation was difficult, he would definitely go to the sanctuary to inform the archbishops."

Speaking of the Pope, Theo's ominous premonition became stronger. He opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to speak out all his worries.

He tried hard to dispel the uneasiness, leaned his back against the wall, and said, "I hope so, ugh"

Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the scarlet liquid flowed down his neck, quickly staining his clothes red.

I saw a conical gray bone arm drilling a big hole in the wall, and then passing through Theo's heart, opening a hole in his chest, and blood gushed out like a faucet that was turned on.

"Ah!"

The blood sprayed all over Moon's face, and he shuddered, then his eyes widened, waving his shield, trying to slap the bone arm away.

At this time, the faceless man who attacked by surprise had already knocked open the wall, clenched his big palm into a fist, smashed Moon's head with one blow, and knocked the enemy's shield away.

Like a flying disc thrown up, the round shield drew an arc in the sky and then fell down.

The shield made several circles on the ground and finally fell in a pool of blood.

As time passed, it was half past ten in the evening in a blink of an eye.

The cardinals attending the meeting of cardinals completely gave up the idea of ​​being rescued. They took the huge hammer that Crown transformed with the fire cube and smashed it against the wall.

Clown no longer cared about anything. He sat cross-legged in a corner, meditating on the Golden Light Mantra. He wanted to adjust his state to the best.

When he meditated on the silver full moon, he exuded a peaceful and tranquil aura, which soothed the anxiety of the archbishops.

When he meditated on the fiery red sun shining on the earth, a blazing torrent surged, and the warm sunshine dispelled the haze in everyone's hearts.

Clown felt that the rhythm of the archbishops' attacks was getting slower and slower, so he ended the meditation.

Flanders stayed by his side. Seeing him wake up, he said tiredly:

"Everyone's strength is almost exhausted. The defense of the magic circle shows no signs of weakening. We can only rely on you."

"Well," Klauen stood up, looked around, and accepted everyone's earnest hope.

He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to do a big job. He didn't want to be trapped here forever.

Picking up two huge two-handed hammers, he released the golden light body protection and the heart-clearing spell.

Then, he activated the breath of the fire dragon and added source armor to himself.

The dragon soul rotated around his body, and the dragon roar sounded.

Martin felt the power of the dragon soul for the first time, and his speech became incoherent:

"What is this?!"

He felt the coldness rising from his tailbone, as if he was stared at by some powerful creature, and his body trembled unconsciously a few times.

"I feel like it's a bit like the breathing method mastered by those lingering cultists, Fland, what do you think?"

Fland knew what Klauen's current breathing method was. He nodded slightly and said:

"You're not entirely right. This is a new breathing method created by Klauen, which combines the advantages of fire breath and the cultist's barbarian bone breathing method."

Drag said carefully: "He actually learned the breathing method of the cultists. Isn't he afraid that the enemy will set some traps in it?"

Fland pouted secretly and sneered:

"Klauen is already a fifth-level extraordinary person. Naturally, he can distinguish the authenticity of the breathing method. Don't worry, sir."

While the few people were talking, Klauen had made all the preparations.

He first operated the breath of the flame dragon for a while to warm up, and then released the bullet time, adjusting it to a 25% acceleration state.

Then, Klauen released a modified version of the fire spirit change. He, who was originally of medium build, immediately became more robust, and his fiery red skin was permeated with pieces of spiritual light.

"Ha!"

He took a step forward suddenly, releasing wild rage at the same time.

This skill allows the tamers to attack crazily, while improving their own strength, speed and other attributes.

Although the tamers were not around, he could still enjoy the amplification brought by wild rage.

Now, he has used all the amplification abilities, which can be said to be his strongest attack state.

The life energy is surging in his body, and the two hammers are also activated, shining with blood-red aura.

The two hammers hit the wall in no particular order, and the defensive aura flashed wildly, as if it would collapse in the next moment, but finally calmed down.

Crown was also subjected to a strong recoil, but he was prepared.

He retreated backwards with the transmitted recoil, using his legs to guide this force into the earth.

After only three steps back, his body stabilized.

The breath of the fire dragon tempered his flesh and bones to be stronger, and he was not afraid of such a large recoil force.

Flanders was stunned when he saw his performance:

"So strong, can the gap between people be so big?!"

When he attacked the wall, the flashing frequency of the defensive aura was much slower than before, and he couldn't even see the trajectory of the sledgehammer swung by the other party.

Not only him, but everyone was shocked when they saw this scene, and they deeply felt the gap when compared with the other party.

Clown paused for two seconds, raised the sledgehammer again, and slammed it into the wall.

"Bang, bang" The sound of the sledgehammer hitting the wall continued to come, and the aura of the magic circle slowly dimmed.

"Huh," Clown stopped attacking and exhaled a long breath, and most of his life energy was consumed.

"I consumed too much, I need to rest for a while."

The side effects of the huge recoil force have fully appeared at this time, and he feels his hands and feet are trembling.

"Rest as you want," Flanders smiled, "Now the thickness of the magic circle aura has decreased a lot, I guess it won't last long under such an attack intensity."