2123: C2123 The holy knights were annihilated one after another

C2123 The holy knights were annihilated one after another

The Eastern magical equipment had its own grandeur and godly effects, which were not something the Westerners could understand.

Although those lotus seeds that Ye Asura had thrown down looked unremarkable, they were, after all, bred from within the purple Lotus Bed, and had this extraordinary power.

These lotus seeds did not attack or become a form of defense after falling into the ground, but they continued to grow crazily.

Very quickly, purple colored lotuses bloomed on the ground of the Holy City in a strange fashion. As for those lotuses, they were naturally extraordinary as well. As they bloomed, they constantly absorbed Devil’s Blood s that were deep underground, drawing in energy from them.

It has to be said that Ye Asura was originally a disciple of the Asura Faction, so he could be considered half a Asura Clan. And the Asura Clan lived within the Nether Blood Sea during the ancient era of the great wasteland.

As for the Netherworld Blood Sea, it was formed from a pool of tainted blood in the abdomen after Pan Gu's avatar perished.

No matter how powerful the Devil’s Blood under the Holy City was, it was not comparable to the blood of Pangu's Creation Gods. Therefore, these lotus seeds could be said to be even happier when absorbing the Devil’s Blood.

In fact, their absorption of Devil’s Blood was even faster than the monster underneath the Holy City.

In a short moment, these lotus seeds were reproducing and bearing fruit everywhere. Very quickly, under the center of the Altar, what was unceasingly flowing was no longer the bloody light of the Devil’s Blood, but a dark purple light.

Seeing the blood flowing out of his body being absorbed, the demon trapped in hell immediately roared.

"Dammit, damnable Easterner, you actually, you actually dared to snatch the power of my great devil! I will kill you, I will kill you!"

The ground of the Holy City trembled uncontrollably, and an inexplicable sense of fear came from the depths of the earth.

At this moment, even the Pope was surprised. He first looked at Ye Asura who wore a bronze mask and an expressionless face, then looked at the purple lotuses that bloomed everywhere in the deep abyss.

However, the current Ye Asura did not bother to explain anything to the Pope. With a gentle wave of his hand, those demonic lotuses floated up from the ground one by one, and then landed obediently amongst the Lotus Bed above the Pope's head.

Immediately, the purple colored Lotus Bed shone brightly, and an indescribably powerful energy leaked out from within, sprinkling onto the ground of the Holy City.

Very quickly, the hole in the ground began to heal at an unprecedented speed.

"Despicable humans, return my blood and strength. I will kill all of you. Kill all of you!"

The angry roar became even softer now.

Very clearly, after Ye Asura had snatched away half of the Devil’s Blood's power, the monster that was trapped deep underground had also entered its weakened state.

At this moment, with the Pope and Ye Asura suppressing him outside of his Altar, he could only enter the cage once more. Escaping from it was practically an impossible task.

Today, the western skies also began to slowly clear up. When the sunlight shined upon the land of the Holy City, the power within the Pope's scepter increased by a few more degrees.

Without giving the monster any more chances, the Pope activated all of the light energy in his body and began to restore the Altar in one go.

Although the earth still trembled a few times, it was insignificant compared to the fear from before.

Seeing the stone pillar of the Altar once again rise into the air, and the streaks of sunlight shooting onto the stone pillar, the strange inscriptions on the stone pillar once again began to circulate by themselves. At the same time, the Holy City's four great formations to the east, south, south, west and north also started to resonate with the central Altar.

The light pillar rose up once again from the center of the Altar, and the Holy Light Array was activated once again.

Seeing that everything had returned to normal, the Pope let out a long sigh.

After that, he turned his head, and looked at Ye Asura, who was still standing by his side with a strange, and even hostile gaze.

"Hehe, this time, Hall Master Ye got what he wanted, and successfully obtained the Devil’s Blood."

It was obvious that he was still a little angry and resentful towards Ye Asura. It was just that the current Pope was powerless to continue fighting, otherwise he would not have allowed Ye Asura to bring the Devil’s Blood away.

However, Ye Asura said with a smirk on his face, "This was supposed to be this sovereign's reward in the first place. A hundred years ago, your Temple Of Light should have already been given to this sovereign. "Right now, it's already very humane of me to not calculate the interest with you."

After saying that, Ye Asura laughed loudly, then crouched down and whispered to the Pope, "Enough, this sovereign's matter has already been completed, and your Temple Of Light's mission is also continuing. This sovereign will not disturb you any longer. Goodbye. "1

Hearing Ye Asura's presumptuous words, the Pope was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he could do nothing about it.

However, Ye Asura's words were not what made the Pope angry the most. What made the Pope cough blood the most was that after Ye Asura's figure disappeared, he left behind a voice in the air.

"Pandora, you already do not have much time left, and now that you have suffered so much, I think you will not be able to live past next year. This is probably the last time we will meet. In the days to come, you should just hide within this Holy City to enjoy your last moments on earth. "

Being provoked by Ye Asura's words, the Pope only felt his vision go black, followed by him spitting out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, several Temple Of Light experts had arrived in the surroundings of the central Altar.

Upon seeing the Pope, they immediately crawled forward, their faces filled with reverence. They kowtowed to him and said, "His Majesty has the grace of the heavens, while His Majesty has the grace of the heavens."

It was obvious that no one had expected that the Pope would be able to rely on his own strength to restore the entire Holy Light Array. If this calamity were to be delayed for even a moment, no one would know what kind of terrifying event would happen next. Once the demons descended on the human world, a calamity would truly befall the Mortal Realm.

However, facing these flattering words, the Pope did not display any happiness or happiness. At that moment, he only powerlessly waved his hand and said, "That's enough, all of you can get up."

After exhaling a long breath of turbid air, the Pope continued, "Even though I did my best to repair the Altar at the center, the damage to the Holy Light Array was already done. In the remaining time, none of you can let your guard down. You must do your best to make up for it with Holy Light Array, because that devil can counterattack at any time or anywhere. It will take at least a year to repair the Holy Light Array and no one can relax their guard during this year. The white-clothed bishop will take turns to guard the Altar and once there is a change in the Altar, it must be forcefully suppressed, or else the consequences will be unimaginable. "

"Yes, Your Majesty."

No one within the Temple Of Light dared to disobey the Pope's orders, so everyone willingly and sincerely kneeled on the ground and respectfully kowtowed to the Pope.

At that instant, the sound of horse hooves quickly came from the distance. The originally snow-white horses were now grey-coloured, and their bodies were stained with blood.

The lone rider charged into the Holy City, sprinting all the way to where the Pope and everyone else was. Only then did the rider tumble and crawl down, kneeling before the Pope and everyone else while complaining in tears.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Blood Clan, Blood Clan, reinforcements. Five great, five great Holy Knights' Order, all of them are finished."

The Pope, who had already overused his strength and lost control of his mind, heard this grievous news that suddenly arrived. His entire body trembled. The old man's eyes lost their light and became empty.

Following that, the Pope raised his head towards the sky and let out a long breath. A mouthful of fresh blood was spat out, and then his entire body fell into a coma.

If at this moment the Pope still had a sliver of clarity in his mind, he would definitely regret it. If it wasn't for him insisting on fighting the Dark Temple, the situation today wouldn't be like this, nor would Ye Asura be able to find a loophole and get his hands on the Devil’s Blood. This was really in line with the old saying, 'one can't steal a chicken, but one can still eat the rice'.

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