The Pope and the 7 Holy Apostles all looked up.
The balls of light scattered to reveal what they were.
"Humans? No, they're not! "
The Pope squints her eyes and carefully examined them.
Inside the balls of light were humanoid monsters.
The reason why they're sure they're not humans is because their bodies are exactly the same as humans, but they don't have any facial features.
Elemental power revolved around them, easily gathering as they moved.
The 10 powerful elemental attacks rained down from the sky, causing the entire city to be engulfed in smoke.
Great Holy Apostle Hurt's expression also changed.
As an experienced fighter, he quickly noticed the crux of the problem.
"Their control over elemental power is several times stronger than any Elementalist!" he shouted.
"They're like the masters of the elements" Cardinal Kid also commented.
In the sky, the faceless monsters all gave off different elemental lights.
Each of them can perfectly control an element.
— — the Fiendkind.
The Fiendkind of the Frozen Hell had finished gathering and began to attack the city.
The entire Holy Empire's capital was their target.
The Cathedral was the first to be attacked because of how grand and eye-catching the cathedral was, attracting over a dozen balls of light.
"Mobilize all Professionists, all of you go and lead the battle, quickly!" the Pope loudly ordered.
The 7 Holy Apostles commanded their subordinates to face the monsters in the sky.
Almost instantly, the battle entered its most intense phase.
The Fiendkind can perfectly control the elements, their attacks are several times stronger than normal Professionists.
They can also fly.
Since the Fiendkind are in the sky, normal Professionists can't attack them.
The Holy Church mobilized all of their Mechs.
However, the Saint's Mobile Armors were outdated mechanical weapons.
The Fiendkind outnumber the Mechs.
They can fly freely and attack as they please.
The entire Holy Church's army fell into a tough battle.
In just a few dozen minutes, the Fiendkind slowly gained the upper hand.
They were approaching the Holy Empire Cathedral.
The Pope flew into the sky and personally fought, killing 7-8 Fiendkind at once.
This enraged all the Fiendkind.
A few hundred Fiendkind gathered together, firing wave after wave of elemental attacks.
The entire cathedral was leveled to the ground.
Even the powerful Pope wouldn't dare to face such a terrifying attack.
She's only one person.
Using an Invisibility card, the Pope temporarily avoided the attack.
The battle continued.
Since the Fiendkind couldn't find a target, they vented their anger on those who resisted.
Time slowly passed.
Even after the deaths of thousands of Sacred Troops and two Holy Apostles, the Pope was still hiding in the Church.
She did not attack again.
She quietly hid to the side, carefully observing the scene in the sky.
"Demon Spirit Race? They seem to be existences from the previous era, but there is still the aura of departed souls on their bodies. It seems like they really did crawl out from hell, "she muttered.
Now that I can't go to Fog Isle, if I can't protect this place, I'll have no choice but to wander the universe or other worlds.
Great Holy Apostle Hurt was covered in blood as he reported: "We've tried everything we could, but their numbers keep increasing, it's hard for us to kill them all"
The Pope gazed at the sky.
The elemental attacks of the demon dwellers were stacked on top of each other.
As their numbers continued to increase, hundreds of elemental energies fused together to form an extremely powerful spell attack.
Even she was unable to withstand such an attack.
The church had completely collapsed.
Sunlight poured down, passing through the veil and falling on the Pope's face.
She suddenly laughed.
These days, she had been wandering on the ocean of corpses, holding her breath.
Who would have thought that he would be forced into such a state after returning?
There was nowhere to retreat.
She couldn't take it anymore.
"Hurt, are you afraid of death?" the Pope asked.
"For the Holy Church, I'm willing to sacrifice everything" Hurt answered.
"For the Holy Church, why not for me?" the Pope was a bit disappointed.
Hurt was a bit surprised, then answered: "For you and the Holy Church, it's the same"
The Pope stayed silent for a bit, then ordered: "Go, find the Ascetic Ivan"
Hurt noticed something and spoke: "Ivan is a fool with no brains, if there's anything you need, please tell me directly, I'm willing to sacrifice everything for the Holy Church"
"No, the following mission isn't suitable for you, go find Ivan, immediately"
"… Understood" Hurt couldn't help but agree.
The Ascetic Ivan quickly came to the Pope.
"Hurt, go and take charge of the battle" the Pope ordered.
"Yes." Hurt retreated.
Before he left, he glanced worriedly at his little brother.
"Please instruct me" Ivan knelt down on one knee.
The Pope walked step by step in front of him, whispering: "Ivan, you are a Ascetic, your soul is purer than anyone else, so I will grant you a weapon"
She asked: "Now let me ask you, are you willing to fight for me?"
"I am!"
Ivan excitedly shouted.
He remembered that the Pope had once bestowed a mystical whip to Cardinal Kid.
The whip was able to turn into the void together with Kid, it was very strange.
And now, at this crucial moment, the Pope is finally going to grant me a weapon.
While Ivan was thinking, a card suddenly appeared in front of him.
On the card, there was a black vortex.
At the center of the vortex, a hand reached out, as if politely asking for a handshake.
But as he looked at it a bit more, he felt that this hand carried a bit of madness.
— — like a drowning man trying to grab onto anything he could.
"Take it" the Pope said.
Ivan hesitated for a moment.
He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Take it, this is an order" the Pope urged him.
"Yes" Ivan bit the bullet and took the card.
Seeing him take the card, the Pope took a few steps back.
She silently stared at Ivan, her voice full of fear and sorrow: "Don't blame me, don't blame me, I also have no way out"
Ivan's face revealed a puzzled expression, "Your Holiness …"
Perhaps because the other party was about to die, the Pope said a few more words.
"That's right, even I don't know what will happen after I use this contract card, but I don't want to experience the endless wandering of the world, you have to understand me"
Ivan was even more puzzled after hearing these baffling words.
When he was about to ask something, the card in his hand changed.
A giant hand reached out from the card, grabbed him, and pulled him in.
"Aaaaaargh!"
Intermittent screams of agony.
Chilling chewing noises.
Two hellish noises overlapped, giving one the impression that a person was being slowly eaten.
A few moments later, a satisfied sigh came from the card.
"Hm … a pure soul purified by Ascetic cultivation, as well as a bloody and cruel killing intent, even in the Nine Hells, it would be a rare delicacy"
"Isa, you're finally willing to form a contract with me, and even gave me such a delicious contract gift, I'm very satisfied"
The Pope — — - or rather, Isa, respectfully bowed and replied: "As long as you're satisfied"
"Since the contract has been established, tell me your request," the voice said.
"I will raise your flag and use your name to stop a war" Isa said.
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