I loaded the gods module

Chapter 133 The Premise of Rituals

For Ron, Captain Davy's gloomy and hoarse words were simply heavenly at the moment.

He raised his head and saw that the dark hull crushed the dense will of the pope, and at the same time, the paper of the history book written by Angelo was completely torn.

The sea of ​​clouds shattered, and the sky was replaced by the chaotic star plane of the Pope. The golden capital of the Holy Emperor stood in the deep night. The sweet wind penetrated Ron's heart, and they were falling!

But the dragon has bought enough time.

The soaring Black Pearl sailed nimbly over the city on the waves, and the dark rope came down like a black snake, entangled the sailors' legs and feet round after round.

"You can't escape!"

The pope's ethereal voice buzzed in everyone's ears, amidst the scalp-numbing madness, the endless eyeball arms almost occupied the entire sky!
The sight of malice and fanaticism predominates, the gigantic brig so insignificant in the pope's realm of despair.

however……

The villainous laughter of the ghost captain still echoed unscrupulously in despair!

"Sailors, let that shameless bastard taste our fire!"

David Sparrow never backed down even a single step from desperation!
Time seemed to freeze at this moment. The fourth prince of Yongyao Kingdom opened his eyes wide open on the deck. He saw the captain's fearless smiling face illuminated by the fire from the black powder.

"Captain, I really want to be a pirate now..." Ron murmured involuntarily.

"Be normal...you are Yongyao's fourth prince, bastard!"

At this moment, Adolf really wanted to pick up the hammer and correct His Royal Highness's completely crooked thoughts and physical properties. Unfortunately, the captain of the night watchman can't even move a finger now. The previous fierce battle completely emptied the old man's physical strength.

The hull shook violently, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Accompanied by the roar of firearms, meteor-like artillery fire forcefully blasted a gap in the field formed by the pope's will. The splashed poisonous fire stirred up the golden glow, and the flying Black Pearl was still moving forward at full speed. OK!
Countless pairs of waving arms multiplied in the Holy Light Galaxy, trying to stop the black ship's trajectory, but the next moment, the Pope abruptly stopped his attack.

because……

it's dark.

The deep night in the sky fell down without warning!
In an instant, the weight of the gods descended on the sky of the capital of the Holy Emperor, and the pope's huge star surface burst instantly. Before all the eyeballs and arms wailed, they fell into the black abyss in the night. Like a stain wiped off with an eraser.

The figure of the Speaker of the Holy Light was re-outlined beside the altar. He knelt down on the ground, trembling all over. The Pope tried his best to look at the sky above his head.

It was peaceful.

'Curtain of Eternal Darkness' The power of the God of the Night just appeared for a moment.

"This is impossible... This is not reasonable at all... How could He appear here..."

The pope's chaotic face flickered violently, golden blood and broken eyeballs dripped from it, corroding the clean roof of the cathedral.

He confronted the supreme god, and the mysterious weight from the abyss nearly crushed the pope's soul.

"Gods cannot come to the world freely, and they will pay a certain price when they come to the world... But why is the night willing to use the power of authority here?!"

The pope's thoughts were in chaos. He stood up staggeringly while holding his forehead, and subconsciously glanced back at the elf's position.

It was this one glance that completely shattered the mentality of the spokesperson of the Holy Light...

The altar was empty, there was nothing there.

I... where's my elf?What about a big elf?I just put it here...

First, restlessness and bewilderment, then enlightenment and shock, until the last rage and resentment completely replaced the sanity of the saint!
At this moment, the Pope, who behaved gracefully and acted calmly, finally let out a monster-like inhuman howl.

The uncontrollable hatred completely disturbed the mind of this devout saint. It covered his face, and countless bloodshot tentacles and eyeballs emerged from his face continuously, layer by layer. wrapped around it.

The larger and distorted body was bathed in the golden river of light, casting a huge and distorted grotesque shadow on the entire city of the Holy Emperor.

The pope finally revealed his crazy nature belonging to the stars.

It's getting out of hand.

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"It's a wonderful performance, His Excellency...I'm afraid Bernie the Clown will call you an expert after watching your performance?"

The figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows sighed. Roy is smiling happily now.

From the moment the struggle started, this man has been laughing, never stopped, like a psychopath.

After all, the opponent's performance is really interesting.

Another arm, another eyeball, another domain, and another threat, even causing almost half of the Holy Light believers in the city to sacrifice their souls, and died in front of Roy's eyes like a bearded leek.

Those who don't know think that the pope is the real god.

But what about the results?

The operation was as fierce as a tiger, but when I looked back, the dragon ran away and the elf was lost, which caused the spokesperson of the Holy Light to explode and become incompetent and furious.

Roy swallowed the last mouthful of Luoluogua, and the noble boy took out the handkerchief on his chest, wiped the corners of his mouth, and left the audience seats in satisfaction.

There was a strange brilliance in the boy's eyes: "But...it's not over yet..."

Because the real good show hasn't begun yet.

The tragic death of the priest, the infiltration of the red moon, the punishment of the prince, the disappearance of the elves, and the loss of control and madness of the pope... These are just, just the prelude to the storm...

There have been many, many souls who have fallen into the kingdom of God in the storm and become part of the waves forever.

Roy could clearly feel that the rule barrier between the present world and the Yongchao Kingdom has become weaker and weaker...

Since the Church of the Holy Light declared to the world that the gods in the abyss were evil gods who deceived souls and devoured hope, Roy had no choice but to fulfill their wishes and let people see for themselves what the so-called "evil gods" really looked like.

Even if Hongyue and Destiny were already weak, and the powerful 'Curtain of Eternal Darkness' couldn't lend a helping hand as they wished, Roy already had the confidence to subvert everything.

Because... all the elves and dragons fell into Roy's hands.

The premise of the ceremony required for the storm god to descend into the world has been completed.

(End of this chapter)