2118: C2118 Reinforcements

C2118 Reinforcements

No matter whether it was Temple Of Light or the Temple Of Light, they all had the ability to summon an angel. After all, these two families had the same origin, only that they were opposites of light and darkness.

However, the one summoned by the Pope in this period of time was not a real angel. His strength was naturally not the same as the Fallen Angel summoned by Vivien's father in the Yunnan back then.

Of course, this was also a point where Temple Of Light was superior to Dark Temple.

After all, if the Blood Emperor wanted to summon the Fallen Angel, they had to sacrifice all the blood essence and soul in their body. This meant that they had to sacrifice their entire lives in order to fight. Usually, none of the previous generations of Blood Emperor s would rashly use such a move unless they had no other choice.

But the Pope's Temple Of Light was different.

The Pope's scepter was like a seed. He could summon out the seed of an angel at any time and place, and as long as this seed had the power of the Mortal Realm and faith, he would be able to flower and bear fruit.

As for how powerful the Radiant Angel within this seed actually was, that all depended on how much faith energy he could absorb.

However, this kind of fake angel also had a drawback, and that was that he did not have intelligence. He was just a fake. As for his combat ability, it was naturally not like a real angel.

At this moment, the Pope had been forced to summon this false angel to help him overcome this crisis.

It was a pity that the Pope had still underestimated the strength of the Zhentian Peak.

When the seemingly cool Six-winged Angel just touched the Zhentian Peak, Ye Asura immediately added pressure on the outside. At this moment, the Zhentian Peak had grown larger, and the mountain peak seemed to have covered every inch of the surrounding area of the Holy City.

Even though the fake angel desperately tried to hold on, her strength was ultimately no match for the power of Eastern Divine Light.

Seeing that the Zhentian Peak was about to land on top of his head, the Pope was also sweating cold sweat.

Looking at the Holy City that was on the verge of collapse, the current Ye Asura lightly sighed, and laughed: "An ant, in the end, is just an ant. If Pandora that kid can give up his life, he might even have the strength to summon the real Radiant Angel. Otherwise, everyone in the entire Holy City will die with him. "

Hearing Ye Asura's words, the Faerie immediately asked: "Does the Hall Master really want to destroy the Holy City? But what about the Devil’s Blood that destroyed the Holy City? "

Ye Asura squinted his eyes, without thinking, he said: "Don't worry, the Pandora will make the right decision in the end. Even if he dies, he wouldn't let me destroy Holy City. And I am waiting for him to summon the Angel of Light. As long as the Angel of Light appears, the Pandora will definitely die. "

Just when Ye Asura was confident that he could announce the death of the Pandora, something unexpected happened.

At this moment, several loud sounds of gunfire resounded from within the pitch black Holy City.

Following that, beams of white light shot out from the Holy City and rushed towards the Zhentian Peak in the air.

Even though the pillar of light was still far away from Ye Asura, Ye Asura already felt an inexplicable sense of deterrence and fear.

With a frown, Ye Asura looked inside the Holy City and asked curiously: "What is that? "What kind of firearm would a mortal use? Fire, missiles, or …"

For a moment, Ye Asura did not know what to do.

Although Ye Asura had lived for more than a thousand years in this world, he had never studied those technological weapons before.

However, looking at the light pillars that were being released from the Holy City, Ye Asura was truly afraid. Because he could feel that none of the pillars of light had been released, which was definitely not weaker than the full power attack of a expert at Sky Origin Stage.

Rumble, rumble, rumble.

The rumbling of cannons continued.

At this moment, the Zhentian Peak began to sway slightly from the light beam.

It had to be known that Ye Asura's smithing skills were far, far worse than Ye Qian's, and this Zhentian Peak was not even close to Kongtong's Heaven Seal. If Ye Qian saw it, this thing would definitely mock him as an unremarkable replica.

So no matter how strong Zhentian Peak were, there was a limit that they could not endure. At the very least, this kind of artifact wouldn't be able to withstand dozens of Sky Origin Stage attacks at the same time. After all, although it had its weight, its defensive power was limited.

After being continuously attacked by the pillar of light, cracks started to appear on the Zhentian Peak and piles of huge stones unknowingly fell off from the Zhentian Peak, scattering within the Holy City, scattering all around.

"Damn it, what weapon did that Pandora boy use to be so powerful?"2

His expression froze, as if he was considering to retract the Zhentian Peak. After all, he had spent hundreds of years and effort to refine this Artifact, if it was destroyed just like that, he would definitely die from the pain.

Of course, within the current Holy City, the white-robed Pope would not be so easy to deal with.

Frowning, the Pope looked at the Holy Gun lined up in front of him with a pained look, gritting his teeth, jumping as he spoke, "Damn, this Holy Gun is a secret weapon our Temple developed with great effort. Originally, he had wanted to give Blood Clan a pleasant surprise and completely destroy them, but who would have thought that it would actually be used in this place.

And just as the Pope was mumbling and feeling extremely conflicted, someone at his side suddenly shouted, "Your Majesty, we … we don't have enough Holy Cannon shells."

These words caused the Pope's heart to once again be at a loss.

The Holy Cannon of Light was able to withstand the attack of a Sky Origin Stage cultivator with just one shot, and these tens of cannons were equivalent to several tens of Sky Origin Stage cultivators. Once they all fired at the same time, they would definitely be able to destroy everything in their path, and even the Pope himself would not dare to take on these cannons.

But if they wanted the Holy Cannons to display such a powerful effect, then their cannons couldn't possibly be ordinary cannonballs. These were all baptised by Holy Light, supported by Holy Magic. The speed at which this type of artillery shell was produced was extremely slow.

A white-robed archbishop could only produce one shell with such power after three days.

The Zhentian Peak Church's Leader, who had fought against Ye Asura, had basically cleared all of his belongings. In just a few years time, he wouldn't be able to gather up that many cannonballs.

Just as the Pope was thinking about what to do next, the surroundings of the Holy City suddenly emitted a series of quaking sounds, followed by the sounds of chaotic horse hooves and world-shaking battle cries.

"Temple Of Light Heavy Cavalry Regiment, Charge."

"Kill!"

Hearing these shouts of battle and the sounds of charging, the Pope's apprehensive heart was at ease. He knew that his reinforcements had arrived.

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