Since ancient times, there had been too many things falling from the sky, from small fragments of meteorites to large burning meteors. There was no lack of blessings from the heavens on the earth, and many kinds of meteorite metals were essential materials for forging divine weapons. For many professions in the Western Continent, the attack from the sky was not uncommon. Those high order magicians could summon huge meteorites from the ninth heaven. After a long acceleration, a room-sized meteorite could destroy a city. Although the attack was simple and crude, it was really powerful.
However, while the power was boundless, this overly simple and direct attack was often easy to be cracked. For high order professions, there were too many ways to avoid the pure physical damage, which was twice the result with half the effort. Meteorites were mostly used to bully the weak.
Then, at this moment, when people saw the full moon falling from the sky above their heads, like a demon king that could destroy the world, their hearts were stupefied. Under the great pressure, not to mention the ability to think normally, even fear, panic, and other emotions couldn't be aroused. Those in Taobao City, those who were watching the battle from dozens of miles away, and those who were watching the battle from thousands of miles away, all of them were sincerely shocked by this miracle at this moment.
Falling moon! It turned out to be falling moon! There was actually such a terrifying spell in the world! Even though the moon formed by Supreme Tian Yue was far less than the diameter of a real full moon, if this terrifying giant fell to the ground, not to mention a mere Holy City, perhaps the entire Western Continent would tremble. The land within thousands of miles around the Holy City would sink, lava would erupt, and all life would be cut off!
If a Supreme of Unity Stage used all of his energy to destroy, he could indeed destroy all the people on the path.
No one thought that such an attack could be withstood, and it was even impossible to divert the force to the side. The power was so huge that it was hard to imagine that this was a spell that belonged to a mortal. Turning oneself into a moon and falling straight down, perhaps even the legendary Moon God was just like this. Moreover, how could a mortal resist the attack of a God?
While everyone was dumbfounded, the Pope still maintained his calm. With a calm face, he waved his scepter, and the thirteen Holy Ones around him turned into thirteen lightning bolts and flew in different directions, disappearing from everyone's sight in a flash.
"Spread out? If he didn't gather his strength and fight to the death, how could he disperse his strength? Is he giving up on this round? "
Among the spectators, there was no lack of negative conjectures. They thought that the Pope did not want to fight head-on, lest both sides suffer. However, in the next moment, the thirteen pillars of light that shot into the sky made these people realize how shallow they were. The thirteen pillars of light appeared in different parts of the continent. The furthest from each other was nearly a thousand miles away, but all of them pierced through the clouds. All of them... came from the places of faith under the jurisdiction of the Church!
Eternal Summer City, Rainbow Forest, Flaming Canyon … each of them was the Holy Land of Holy Light Religion that had written countless legends for thousands of years. The thirteen Holy Lands were ignited by the thirteen Holy Ones at the same time. The accumulated Holy Light for thousands of years violently erupted, as if to tear the entire sky!
At this moment, as the leader of the Church and the number one representative of the Sea of Holy Light in the mortal world, how could he possibly escape? Behind him was the foundation of the church. If he escaped, how could Holy Light Religion have the face to command hundreds of millions of believers? Proclaim the greatness of the Holy Light to the people?
Therefore, the Pope could only face it head-on, only by using stronger power and more overbearing means to overwhelm the opponent. And as the strongest legend in the Western Continent, Pope Billy was confident that he could do it! Even though the opponent's spell had set foot in the realm of God, at this moment, backed by the pious faith of hundreds of millions of people, the Pope was confident that he could even fight against a True God!
"Heretic, the Sea of Holy Light will destroy you!"
The Pope loudly roared, raised the scepter in his hand, and issued a command that symbolized the highest authority of the Sea of Holy Light. Under him, the Holy City of the Church suddenly burst out with astonishing energy. In the church area, the Holy Light was as thick as a substance, wrapping everything in it. A moment later, the Holy Dome of the Holy Cathedral was smashed, and a vortex with infinite suction force was formed. The thirteen pillars of light in the distance were instantly drawn and gathered in one place.
What came out was a sea of light.
"Sea of Holy Light! The Pope is summoning the real Sea of Holy Light! "
In the Holy City, several high order priests inconceivably looked at the light that converged in the sky. A moment later, tears flowed down their cheeks and their knees trembled. That light carried a majesty that was difficult to look straight at. Even the Pope was as small as a speck of dust compared to it. That was a majesty that did not belong to the human world, only God could have.
The belief of Holy Light Religion was not a personified God, so the only thing that could suppress the hundreds of millions of believers was the real Sea of Holy Light. It was not a projection summoned by the believers, but the real thing!
This was also one of the few times in the history of Holy Light Religion that the real Sea of Holy Light descended. Over the Holy City, the platinum light was boundless. From a height of thousands of meters, it spread upward for tens of thousands of miles, occupying a small half of the vast Western Continent. Moreover, it continued to expand, like a real endless sea, swallowing everything in the continent.
At the same time, all the forces in the Western Continent were shocked. Did Holy Light Religion want to take this opportunity to sweep the continent with the absolute strength of the Sea of Holy Light?
However, before they could react, the falling moon of Tian Yue finally broke through the clouds and came to the world, colliding head-on with the platinum sea of Holy Light.
At first, it was silent. There was no earth-shattering collapse, no landslides or tsunamis. The Sea of Holy Light gently embraced the falling moon, and the falling momentum of the full moon suddenly slowed down. Its speed from thousands of miles in the sky rapidly slowed down. This slowing momentum was silent but irreversible. Tian Yue's world-shaking falling moon technique seemed unstoppable, but in the end, under the obstruction of the Sea of Holy Light, it became slower and slower.
Water is the power of tolerance, and the endless vast Sea of Holy Light has the mind to tolerate everything.
In the Holy City, there was a burst of cheers. The Holy Light Religion believers shouted "Long live the Pope" and celebrated the victory in advance. In their view, the omnipotent Holy Light has purified the sin, so victory was only a matter of time.
However, soon, everyone heard a tearing buzz, like the precursor of an earthquake and tsunami. However, when they looked around, the mountains and rivers were as stable as ever, without any tremor.
"It's the space, the space is trembling!"
The complexion of several high-order professions with keen perception changed as they perceived the instability of the space. They immediately realized that the head-on collision of the two powerful forces in the sky was a great burden to the entire space. And once the space collapsed, it would be a disaster for the Heaven and Earth!
However, at this moment, who could intervene in the battle between the two of them? As the full moon struggled to break through layer by layer under the obstruction of the Sea of Holy Light, the aftermath of the energy continued to pour down to the ground, sweeping everything on the ground. Some of the weak spectators hiding in the wilderness were instantly blown away by the sweeping energy. And the general high-order professions also felt oppressive and heavy. The aftermath was already like this, so no one could get close to the main battlefield of the battle.
Fortunately, the space of the Western Continent was, after all, more stable than people imagined. Although it continued to tremble and groan, it never really cracked. And as time went by, the situation of the battle began to tilt in favor of one side — the Pope's side.
The full moon began to find it difficult to continue. Wrapped in the Sea of Holy Light, its falling momentum became slower and slower. From breaking through the clouds to nearly a hundred miles from the ground, it finally almost stopped, unable to move forward even half an inch. With its unparalleled tolerance, the Sea of Holy Light resolved the momentum of the falling moon. Moreover, it seemed that it still had plenty to spare.
However, this time, Supreme Tian Yue could no longer have any tricks up his sleeves. The gap in strength was already clear at a glance. The Pope's stage was slightly higher than him, not to mention that he still had the Holy City of Taobao and hundreds of millions of believers behind him.
The Holy City and the believers were no doubt a burden, but they were also a powerful help. A Pope with the Holy City behind him was not much different from a God. Moreover, Supreme Tian Yue's Bright Moon in the Sky could only reach a higher stage at the moment of falling, so how could it be compared with the Pope?
Even though the falling full moon was only a counterfeit of Tian Yue's incarnation, it still seemed very oppressive. However, being quietly held in the air by the Sea of Holy Light, it seemed somewhat powerless.
"Good, the first round is really won."
A senior Archbishop heaved a long sigh of relief and withdrew his gaze from the sky. The church and the Nine Regions people agreed on three rounds of competition, and the Pope stepped forward. Sure enough, they won a good start. However, in the second round, it was difficult for them to have a full grasp. Although the Prophet had a pair of god-like eyes, he was not good at fighting. Moreover, after the Pope summoned the Sea of Holy Light, the accumulation of Holy Light Religion in the past thousand years was almost squandered, so it could no longer provide any powerful support to the Prophet.
However, if they could win one of the three rounds, the church would be in an invincible position. Thus, driving these Nine Regions heretics out of the Western Continent was barely an acceptable result.
However, just as people began to calculate the next step, a sudden change disrupted everything.
Taobao City disappeared.
There was no sign, no sound. Just a moment ago, Taobao City was the most important pillar for the Pope to summon the Sea of Holy Light, simultaneously absorbing the energy from the thirteen Holy Places. The next moment, it disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.
What disappeared was not the entire Taobao City, but the ancient Taobao City with a long history. The residents of the city, the new buildings in recent years, the Holy Light Religion Church, and so on, were all left behind, falling on the soft sand. Some of the tall buildings soon collapsed. The residents of the city looked at the sudden change around them in disbelief, finding it hard to understand.
How could Taobao City disappear?
Among the people present, only Wang Lu guessed that Golden King was retrieving his own Treasure House. However, the timing was a bit delicate. It was difficult to say whether it was intentional by Golden King, or if Holy Light Religion was really out of luck.
Because just a moment after Taobao City disappeared, the Sea of Holy Light in the sky collapsed — summoning this great existence was essentially going against the heaven's will, and it was also a great burden for a legendary level powerhouse. The Pope was backed by the Holy City of Taobao, and with the help of a long time of accumulation, he could barely do it. But once his backing disappeared...
In mid-air, the old man wearing a golden red cloak and holding a scepter disappeared without a trace along with the Sea of Holy Light.
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