3991: C3991 Pretending to be

C3991 Pretending to be

The laughter around him doesn't give him any pressure.

In any case, he still looked like a busybody from the beginning to the end.

It didn't matter. From the beginning to the end, he still had that nonchalant attitude.

At that moment, it seemed very real.

"Pope of Light, you really have a lot of talents in the Temple of the Guild of Light!"

"First of all, there are First Class Saints who can be possessed by the God of Light, and now, there are also geniuses who can make the goddess of Athena descend."

"The latter is understandable, as for the former... It seems like this fellow is talking to himself. "

"Could it be that this fellow is directing and acting on his own?"

"Genius! What a talent!"

"Holy Emperor, I've seen it for myself today!"

"Hahaha! I have no regrets in this life!"

Dark Pope Demon Butcher clapped his hands and laughed.

As he spoke, his thoughts and thoughts were all thrust forward. The more he spoke, the more the smile on his lips became.

Another wave of mockery.

The Pope of Light's face had already turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

How many times had he been mocked?

What was the point of mocking him?

Right now, he was in an extreme state of anxiety.

The more he thought about it, the more restless he felt.

The various aspects of the ensemble also seemed to be somewhat unstable.

"Ouyang Tu!"

"Enough of you!"

"Step back!"

The Holy Emperor snorted coldly, then couldn't help but rub his head.

He meant to stop Ouyang Tu from making a fool of himself here!

He had already seen through your trick. Now that the phantom of the Radiant True God is in place, what are you, a fake, doing here?

Don't you think that you have lost enough face?

Mm?

Look at how noisy it is now!

Once you know your own limitations, you won't be able to do so!

You are simply an idiot among idiots!

"Hmm?"

"Yuwen Hanlin!"

"You dare to be impudent!"

"Kneel!"

"In front of this god, is there any right for you to speak? "

Ouyang Tu had completely given up.

He was addicted to dressing up, so he did not know what to say anymore.

As he spoke, a cold smile appeared on his face, before he spoke with an overbearing tone.

Pope of Light: "???"

Giving you face, didn't I?

Ah?

If I give you some face, do you want to open a dyeing shop for me?

What kind of f * cking moral conduct am I? Do I really have no points in my heart?

Is there no end to it here?

"Come here!"

"You're courting death!"

The Holy Emperor coldly harrumphed, then indifferently stretched out a hand and grabbed Ouyang Tu from afar. After which, he fiercely threw Ouyang Tu to the side.

"Ah!"

“ AH! AH! "

Ouyang Tu clenched his teeth, and his body couldn't help but tremble violently. Intense pain swept through his entire body, and his brain began to buzz.

At this moment, he could no longer continue pretending.

If he really had the possession of the God of Light, how could he be so easily controlled by the Pope of Light?

"Hm?"

"What's going on?"

"His brain hurts! "

"Hu... Hu! Hu!"

"Feels like... It feels like I've had a long dream."

"What... what exactly happened?"

"The Pope? His Holiness?"

"Aren't I inside the Conviction Formation?"

" I'm competing in the power of faith. "

"And then it suddenly became like this."

"What exactly... happened?"

"I'm getting more and more confused."

"How strange."

"In a daze, I seem to have seen His Holiness the True God. "

Ouyang Tu rubbed his head as he spoke. His frown deepened.

As he spoke, he shook his head.

All sorts of emotions were gathered in his heart, causing his thoughts to become extremely chaotic.

It was very strange.

He felt as if he was a bit restless.

" Hmph!"

"Nothing happened!"

" You've only been a nightmare for so long! "

"Now that you've left the Conviction Array, it means that you've lost the Conviction Tournament!"

"I declare that Faang Fann will win this Conviction Competition!"

The Pope of Light waved his hand and said calmly.

This matter really could not be dragged on any longer.

If this continued, something bad would happen.

He had suffered too much humiliation today.

When he fully endured it, the anger in his heart burst forth!

The more he thought about it, the deeper his feelings became.

Everything was in silence.

"He lost?"

"I lost?!"

"The Pope!"

"Just now... You were the one who took me out of the Conviction Formation!"

"I didn't lose!"

" I didn't! "

"I am the winner!"

"The Pope... His Holiness! You... You can't do this to me!"

"Competing on faith, how could I lose to someone like this!"

"What a fantasy! It's clearly a fantasy!"

The shouts were all loud and clear. Ouyang Tu's face darkened as he spoke. An extremely displeased expression appeared on his face.

The more he spoke, the more excited his thoughts became.

He was unable to control his emotions.

" Oh?"

"You also know that I pulled you out of the Sun Trust Grand Formation?"

" Hmm? "

" If that's the case, there's nothing wrong with your memory? "

"Un? I think you're quite normal from the beginning to the end!"

"Trying to play dumb with this Sage here?"

" Hmph! "

"You're still not qualified!"

"I'm warning you! Don't do those unrealistic things!"

"In the Battle of Faith, I'm sure you know better than anyone else what the situation is like."

"Don't think that I don't know about your little tricks!"

"If you don't say it, then I'm giving you face!"

" Hmph!"

"Don't be ungrateful!"

With a cold snort, Pope Stephen Hanlin's eyes flashed with killing intent.

At this moment, his attitude was very clear.

What he meant was, 'Don't f * cking not know what's good for you!'

'Take care of yourself! '

Ouyang Tu's heart turned cold.

If he lost, none of this was scary.

At most, he would just suffer some loss of face. It would not affect him too much.

But... But now, the Pope no longer trusted him, and even had extreme anger towards him.

Once this anger is completely vented out, he will be completely finished.

There is no hope.1

Everything had come to an end.

When he thought of the possible scenarios that might happen, the fear and unease in his heart couldn't help but overlap.

At that moment, he was completely numb.

"Your Holiness, you... You must... You must listen to my explanation! "

"The matter... The matter is not what you think it is."

"Your Holiness."

" From beginning to end, you have been deceived! "

"You must believe me!"

"Your Holiness..."

Ouyang Tu had already given up all his dignity. To him, these were all burdens.

At this moment, Ouyang Tu had already dashed to the front of the Pope, Stephen Hanlin. He prostrated in front of him and tightly hugged the Pope's thigh. For a moment, he did not want to let go.

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