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Chapter 201 The Pope's Food

Chapter 201 The Pope's Food

The moon shines down from the sky.

Moonlight Knight has never felt the moonlight so dazzling and hot.

From the moment he met Archbishop Lyle, Archbishop Lyle attacked him.

A ray of moonlight shone on him, but it was as hot as a waterfall of magma.

The Moonlight Knight was burned up to smoke immediately, he dodged in horror, his 'sensitivity' characteristics were brought into full play, his whole body almost drew a phantom in the air, but he was still on fire like a scorched quail.

"Wait a minute! Where is my husband...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Show up! My sanity! My brain!"

Moonlight Knight yelled in disorder, signaling the 'Legend' on the opposite side to wait for his enemy.

But Archbishop Ryle usually doesn't like to talk, he's not even interested in preaching, so why wait?

The second moonlight shot down, followed by the third, fourth, and countless times. The harmless moon in the past seems to have become an archer holding a high-level arrow. shot at his enemy.

What 'trick' is this?
This is out of the category of 'skills', right? !

Isn't this a missile with automatic cruise and unlimited ammunition? !
The more Truman hid, the more frightened he became. With more and more scars on his body, he even felt suffocated. This feeling of suffocation indicates that death is coming, and that kind of fear is palpitating.

Any supernatural 'characteristics' are useless, and any bullets with super anesthetic effects are a joke. When facing a legend, the weapon that Moonlight Knight usually relies on has no chance to use it.

But he wasn't without a fight.

As the omen of death became more and more obvious, his heart beat wildly, and the 'Heart Ape' inhabiting it seemed to be waking up, but the Moon Night Knight suppressed it again, it was not the time, this was not a moment of life and death, no It's time to expose all hole cards.

"The pope will eat me! Right!"

In order to stop Archbishop Lyle from attacking him, Truman shouted that sentence.

These words really had an impact on Archbishop Lyle. The moonlight became gentle again and was no longer scorching hot, but it woven into a petal-like prison around the Moonnight Knight, and they lingered in mid-air, like a miracle.

"Who exposed the fog of knowledge for you?" Archbishop Lyle's voice was calm and soft.

"Of course it's another myth." Moonnight Knight actually didn't know what Archbishop Lyle was talking about, but he just kept chatting along the topic.

"Is it the Pope of Octo? Or the abomination of the Rainbow Kingdom?" Archbishop Lyle said, "Getting the truth is not good for you."

"Who can definitely not tell you, unless you call me 'Dad'..." Moonlight Knight blurted out provocative words, but immediately apologized, "Sorry, I was wrong."

Archbishop Lyle frowned.

I saw Moonlight Knight smiling brightly again, mainly because there was an extra emoji on the silver mask—@-@, he said: "I won't tell you if I call you 'Daddy' hahahaha~"

"It's not the Pope, and it's not the abomination." Archbishop Lyle looked at Truman, as if he was using his powerful skills, and soon the answer came to his mind, "It's another heroic spirit who is similar to a god."

"Why did the pope eat me? Where did the champions of the previous two spiritual contests go! Did they get eaten?!" Moonlight Knight asked the question he wanted to know the most.

Zhuge Liang's brocade bag opened up a layer of fog of knowledge for Trumen, just like the gray rhinoceros in the room, it is invisible and untouchable, it really exists, but no one can realize its existence, Zhuge Liang's brocade bag The sac allowed Moonnight Knight to gain this knowledge.

That's also a problem:
Since there were champions in the previous two Lingwen Contests, where did they go?
Why are the titles of 'Lord of War' and 'Lord of the World' attributed to the Pope?

Did they all get eaten by the Pope?
For this question, Archbishop Lyle did not choose to answer, he just stretched out his hand and shook it lightly, the moonlight covering Truman's body suddenly gathered into a rosebud, and the Moonlight Knight in it seemed to be arrested It is eaten like a fly swallowed by a fly plant.

Snapped.

The white moonlight rosebud dissipated in the night sky.

Before dissipating, the moonlight knight raised a middle finger to protrude a moonlight rosebud, and erected it in front of Archbishop Lyle. At the same time, there was another sentence: "I, Big Big Wolf, will come back..."

All dissipated.The Moon Night Knight disappeared in front of Archbishop Lyle as if he had never appeared before. His blood and flesh were melted by the holy light.

At the moment when the Moonlight Knight disappeared, Archbishop Lyle felt a spiritual threat. Extraordinary beings of the same level as him were observing this scene. The haze roared in the dark corner, but it did not pounce after all, or it was not yet time .

Yes, not yet.Archbishop Lyle understands that every time the pope's ascension ceremony, there will be conspirators lurking in it, trying to subvert everything, but they have never succeeded, and this time is no exception.

……

Truman's headache was like a split.

After losing his 'incarnation', his 'share' plummeted by one-third. Although up to now, there are still a large number of 'shares' imported from the earth, but losing his 'incarnation' means that the upper limit of his 'share' has been reduced. As he was using the Lingwen typewriter, he felt instantly sucked dry.

Lilith observed Truman's situation, and immediately pulled down the brake device of the Lingwen typewriter, and the Lingwen typewriter stopped outputting the copper piece of Lingwen.

"Nearly sucked dry..." Truman pressed his head and said enduring the pain.

"Why did your 'share' suddenly decrease?" Lilith asked with concern.

"It's because the Lingwen typewriter you made is too efficient." Truman said with a smile, the endless support from the other side of the earth allowed his 'share' to recover quickly, "I'll just take a break."

"Yeah." Lilith nodded, but reminded Truman, "The victory or defeat is just one or two days away."

When Lilith said this, Truman also looked at the other two groups.

Nearly half a month has passed since the start of the finals, and several finalists were also "trapped" in the underground palace for half a month. He tried to find out the spiritual carrier of the key in his hand, which turned out to be 'Bamboo'.

'Bamboo' does not belong to Onsa's resources. They come from the ancient oriental kingdom of Cathay. This rare raw material was once used by Cathay to write characters. It is also welcomed by many collectors in Onsa. Cathay outside got some bamboo by sea, and now these bamboos are requisitioned by the king.

Chen Angxing only obtained the information of the spiritual text carrier a week after the start of the competition, but his progress is also surprising. Bamboo is a very suitable material for writing, which is also reflected in the presentation of the spiritual text. Chen Angxing’s group wrote the spiritual text The speed is very fast, which is almost the same as that of Truman and Lilith who used Lingwen typewriters, but they started too late, and the possibility of victory is unlikely.

In any case, they all realized that the victory or defeat might be within a day or two. At this juncture, of course they should not be discouraged.

"I was wondering if I should win." Truman said to Lilith.

Lilith showed a surprised expression, and she also whispered: "Don't you remember? If you don't win, I'm afraid you will die."

 It will be updated at 5 o'clock in the afternoon. This is the last part of the other world in the first volume. It will be a little longer, about ten chapters, and it will reveal a very important world view. By this point, the overall progress is about 10 words longer than I expected. , and then enter the second volume, and then the third volume, which may be finished in August~
  
 
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