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The head of the judging group, the old magician, said in a low voice to the crowd behind: "Do it, let these ordinary people see how powerful our Holy See is."

The pudgy Pope Pross remained motionless, while the others moved from their previous casual stances. Suddenly, it was as if they had changed into another person. They swept away the dusty ground, but it seemed that this temporary sweeping job was dignified enough to suit their identities.

Here, Chris and the others, who are not afraid of any unconventional terrorist moves by the Holy See, are also holding their breaths, each of them is controlling their fighting spirit or magic, and is ready to launch a thunder attack at any time.

However, as the Holy See personnel kicked up the dust, when Miller first shouted "Hurry up!", everyone still found that they could not stop the Holy See's secret weapon.

Covered by dust, there are countless spars emitting various colors of light.

Magic spar.

These magic crystals are not randomly inlaid under the floor of the cathedral, but at special angles, and the visible rays of light connected to each other are like thin threads, organically strung together all the magic crystals. a whole.

There is no doubt that this is a formation, and the place where the pope and others stand is inside the formation.

Bunches of bright white light, like candles lit in the dark night, emit a curtain of light, and gather together to form a curtain of light that soars to the sky!

Miller and the others, who were eager to do something, suddenly realized that their actions suddenly became extremely slow. The bright white light flooded in like a tide, gradually covering their ankles, chest, abdomen, neck, and even their heads and necks. The hair, and finally the sky!

Not only the entire cathedral, but also the wide square in front of the cathedral, and even the entire flat ground of the main peak of the holy mountain, was filled with this white light, and they were all covered by this white light, forming a transparent white cover!

This change is naturally much faster than the flooding of the tide. Everyone first had the idea to attack, and then realized that something was wrong and changed to retreat temporarily, but they all found that the change of mind seemed to be faster than the speed of the white light. Thus, all the people, including Lin Xi, were packed into this big white cover, facing the Pope and others directly.

Chris's expression was quite calm, as if he was waiting for the opponent to do something and he was fully prepared and full of confidence, but in his heart, Chris still spied that he was too underestimating the enemy.

"It's useless, Senior Brother." Leng Fan on the side whispered in a barely audible voice, "Didn't Senior Brother see that the entire main peak of the Holy Mountain is enveloped in, no matter how careful we are, it's impossible for all of us to be protected just now?" Back off the main peak?"

Chris nodded.

The others were surprised and terrified at first, and then complained in their hearts for their own carelessness, but after looking at the whole scene on the top of the mountain, they also had the same thought as Leng Fan.

It's not that one's reaction is too slow, but that the opponent's secret weapon is too fast.

What's even weirder is that they still don't know what the Holy See is going to use the white cover for.

Looking at the reverent and sacred crowd headed by the Pope, Chris was thoughtful.

"Is this a mask formed by the power of the source of faith?" Although Chris was well-informed, when he said this name that few people had heard of, he still had a tone of uncertainty.

"My faithful believers are now leaving me one by one. It's all thanks to you." The pudgy pope had a face that was tender enough to make a 30-year-old man jealous, and there was a chill at the moment.

"Yes, this is the power of faith."

"Since those believers have decided not to obey God's instructions and no longer exercise their most sincere and pious respect to God, now is the time for these believers to be punished."

"You certainly don't know that the original power of faith comes from the power of part of the soul of each believer. Of course, it is the essence of countless believers. It is all collected since the establishment of our Holy See."

"Let the believers take the Holy See as their spiritual destination. On the spiritual level, this is the most important thing we have gained."

The chunky Pope calmly told the facts that shocked everyone.

"What happened to those former believers?" Chris asked immediately.

"You should think about your own situation first." Pope Pross looked up at Chris and said coldly.

"I think you are the same. Even with this last defense, your Holy See may not be able to win us for sure? It's better to clarify some things you don't understand before starting the war." Chris also had a calm face. .

Others stared covetously at the people on the opposite side, and began to use fighting spirit and magic only after the battle started. Everyone agreed that since the Holy See had trapped everyone, including themselves, in a transparent white cover, they must want to win burden.

"Okay," Pope Pross nodded, "These believers who have turned their backs on God will be fine, but part of their souls have been forcibly taken away and transformed into the power of faith."

"Do you want to launch a long-planned battle to drag the people of the entire continent into the water, so as to seek your own interests?" Chris asked again.

"The Pope, what are you talking about with them, just hit him directly." The old magician of the adjudication team obviously had a bad temper, so he didn't bother to give Chris and the others a chance to clear up their doubts.

"It's not a problem," Pross waved his hand, "It's good that Chris can understand some things, and I've been fighting with him for several years, and it can be regarded as some kind of friendship." Peace of mind.

"The idea of ​​dragging the entire continent into our preset pocket is too big, unrealistic, and not what we thought. However, we want to muddy the water in the Yaning continent. It has been silent for so long, and the water is easy. Stinky and corrupt, don't stir it, how boring!"

"But it seems that you will never be able to complete this idea." Chris sneered.

"Not necessarily," Pross spread his hands, "Who knows what will happen in the future?"

"Over the years, not only in Appomato, but also you Nuoqi, we have done a lot of tricks, even if we will disappear in the future, these hidden forces will eventually play their role, hehe , Although it does not mean that the entire continent will be plunged into dire straits, at least some turmoil is inevitable."

"I believe the empire will get through this difficulty." Chris was firm and full of confidence.

"No, you don't understand." Pross seemed hesitant to speak, but then he looked smug and gloating, "Even if there is no Holy See in the future, it will be difficult for the mainland to be peaceful. Once the water is stirred , no matter which direction it spins, it will take a long time to completely calm down."

Lin Xi listened, and her previous judgment became more and more firm: the Holy See has no direct connection with the eight murderers, because until now, the Holy See has only relied on the mask formed by the power of the original belief to deal with itself, but no one has seen it. A more powerful helper appears.