Chapter 952: The Oracle of God
"The Overlord is worthy of being the God of War in China. He is so powerful. Augustus is no match at all."
"That's right, I only heard that Bawang is powerful, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful."
"The Pope and the Overlord fight, who do you think will win?"
"It's hard to say. The Pope is the number one person in Europe, and the Overlord is the number one person in China. Both of them are super strong. The outcome is uncertain."
The people around were talking and talking in low voices.
Because the overlord's appearance method is too domineering and powerful, some Europeans dare not say that the pope will win.
Augustus was forced to retreat by a scroll, his face was pale and flushed, pale because of injury, flushed because he felt ashamed.
You know, Augustus is the lord of the Celestial League. He has traversed Europe for hundreds of years and defeated countless enemies. A thousand years ago, the ancestors of the Celestial League led the Western Expeditionary Army to China and robbed many of China's skills and treasures.
In the eyes of Augustus, Chinese people are weak people and cowards, but now the person he regards as a coward hurts him with a roll, and his face is slapped.
Seeing that Augustus still wanted to make a move, the Pope spoke and said: Stop, you are not the opponent of the Overlord, let me do it.
Hearing the Pope's words, Augustus' face changed. Although he was unwilling, he knew that the Pope was right. The Overlord broke his spiritual mask with a look, and made himself take four steps back with a roll. It's not something he can deal with, only the pope can take action.
"Overlord, I heard that you were the number one person in China fifteen years ago, but unfortunately you disappeared in the restricted area of Kunlun Mountain. Let me see how powerful you are today." The Pope stood in the void and said calmly. .
As the pope, he has a lot of hole cards in his hand. Although the overlord is powerful, he is not afraid of the opponent.
"Old man, are you going to sentence my son to death? What are you?" Overlord said with a sneer and disdain.
Hearing this, anger appeared on the pope's plain face. As the pope, he rarely gets angry, but this time he was really angry.
The damn overlord dared to call me an old man in front of everyone. This is a complete insult to the Pope.
"The scepter of light." The Pope gave a low shout, and the golden scepter in his hand suddenly swung out, turning into a golden ray of light,
Rush towards the Overlord.
The golden light was extremely powerful, piercing through the air directly, forming a huge crack, with the aura of destroying everything.
"Overlord Finger." Overlord didn't move his body, raised his right index finger slightly, and shot out a red light, which collided with the golden light of the scepter of light.
Rumble!
As if the sky was falling apart, the huge impact resounded through the entire church, everything around it disappeared, and the priests of several churches who were relatively close also turned into nothingness in the collision.
This energy was too powerful to be resisted at all, and finally rushed to the sky, directly shooting a big hole in the top of the church. Fortunately, it didn't shoot around, otherwise many people would die.
Seeing this terrifying scene, everyone was dumbfounded. Nima, is this still human power? It is simply the power of a missile. A golden light flashed and directly destroyed everything.
Overlord refers to Overlord's heaven-level self-cultivation technique, which is so powerful that it can't be ignored.
Pedal! !
The pope's clone in the void took two steps back, his face was pale, and the clone shook for a while, almost dissipating.
"What, the clone of the Pope was actually defeated by the Overlord?"
"Yeah, that's the Pope of the Holy See, how could he not beat the Overlord?"
"The Overlord is too strong, and he didn't use his full strength from the beginning to the end."
The people around were shocked, feeling that their brains were not enough, they were too stimulated today.
In the past, the top ten patriarchs of the Celestial God League were the most powerful existences, but Qingfeng Li appeared and killed five patriarchs. They thought Qingfeng Li was the most powerful. Later, Augustus trapped Li Qingfeng with a move. They thought that Augustus Powerful, and then the overlord appeared, forcing back Augustus, and now the pope, how strong is this overlord?
No wonder Li Qingfeng was so arrogant, he dared to snatch Augustine's bride, and dared to snatch the marriage in front of all the strong men in Europe. It turned out that he had such an awesome father.
"A strong person in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, you are actually a strong person in the Heavenly Spirit Realm?" The Pope's face changed, and a hint of shock appeared in his eyes.
Realms of cultivation are generally divided into: True Spirit Realm, Earth Spirit Realm, Heavenly Spirit Realm...
The Pope himself is a strong man at the peak of the Earth Spirit Realm, so he is naturally no match for the Overlord, the Heaven Spirit Realm.
"Old thing, count your winks." Overlord smiled domineeringly, and directly called the other party an old thing.
The people around were stupefied. Qingfeng Li had already called the Pope twice, but the other party was the Pope, and only an invincible being like Overlord dared to call him that.
"Overlord, do you think I can't do anything to you because you are in the Heavenly Spirit Realm? You are really naive." The Pope smiled coldly, and a sarcasm flashed in his eyes.
Yes, the Overlord is powerful, a strong man in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, stronger than the Pope, but don't forget who the Pope is, that is the biggest power in Europe, it has been passed down for thousands of years, and there are countless treasures and artifacts inside.
In ancient times, the Holy See was the spokesperson of the gods in the world. The gods were high above, they needed to practice every day, and had no time to manage other people's secular world, so the Holy See was established to let the Holy See manage secular affairs, and the Pope was the highest authority of the Holy See.
The pope took out a white scroll from his arms. This is a western sheepskin scroll. It is old and has a simple yellow color. It is an oracle left by the gods in the world. It is similar to the imperial decree of the emperor. Of course, it is much more powerful than the imperial decree. .
"I am the 138th Pope of Beirut. I ask the God of Light to send down an oracle to kill those who dare to blaspheme the Pope." The Pope murmured to the white sheepskin scroll, and uttered a cumbersome and weird incantation.
boom!
The white sheepskin scroll glowed with dazzling white light, and a phantom eyeball of an ancient god appeared on the scroll. Although there was only one eyeball, the eyeball was huge, the size of a basketball court, occupying the entire sky above the church, emitting The breath of terror.
Eyeballs the size of a basketball court, just looking at them makes people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts. All the Holy See personnel around them kneel on the ground, even some Europeans kneel on the ground, with pious and respectful expressions on their faces.
"You are calling me?" The huge eyes looked at the Pope, and asked indifferently, without any emotion.
"Yes, Lord God, the entire Overlord insulted the Pope of the Holy See. This is disrespect to the God, please punish him." The Pope pointed at the Overlord and said respectfully.
Facing the oracle of the gods, the Pope prostrated on the ground with his forehead touching the ground, not daring to be careless, like a beggar who met the emperor with a pious face.