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At this moment, waves of strange fluctuations came from the Dark God's right hand. He knew that the Dark God used this scythe to harvest souls over the course of countless years, to attract souls to return to the Dark World on the fated day of its demise. Countless numbers of Yin seals reacted to the scythe. This massacre had no chance to resist at all, and it was completely restrained!

Werther was overjoyed, but immediately after, a sense of weariness came over his truesoul. He knew that he had overused his truesoul to control the Hades' Hand, "As expected, the realm of the Sovereign, even if it's just a broken arm, is not something I can touch right now." Werther self-deprecatingly thought that there was no time to lose. What was most important right now was to quickly suppress the spirit of the Hades' Scythe, then everything could be considered great. However, what he did not expect was that there would be an even greater crisis approaching!

. It was a round and flawless piece of magic equipment that was entirely carved out of amethyst. Even the most picky mage had to admit that this piece of magic equipment was a treasure that all magicians would yearn for in their dreams. The purple crystal ore had already dried up tens of thousands of years ago due to the unrestrained excavation efforts of humans. Every single amethyst product on the continent was now priceless, and even if they spent a lot of money to buy it, they still wouldn't be able to buy it. Only the Church, which had a foundation of hundreds of thousands of years, would be able to obtain such a perfect amethyst ball.

His Holiness was staring at the scene reflected in the crystal ball with a solemn expression. These fragments were the scene of Werther being besieged by the three powerhouses, Dior, Slaughter, and Calvin. From beginning to end, they only came to a sudden halt when Calvin died. The Pope frowned and muttered to himself, "Is Calvin dead?" What a pity, he originally had hopes of breaking through to the SemiGod Realm. However, Werther's strength is still beyond my expectations. Un, can he control the power of light and darkness? Could it be the divine power of the primordial chaos? But he did not possess the magic of a demon. Interesting. " He stretched out his index finger and tapped on the crystal ball. A pure ray of holy light flew into the crystal ball and the image immediately appeared.

The Pope smiled in satisfaction. Just as he was about to continue appreciating it, the crystal ball turned blurry once again. A streak of black light appeared out of nowhere and clashed with the Pope's Holy Light, disrupting the magic circulation of the crystal ball. The Pope cried out in surprise. He sent out another beam of holy light in a battle with the black light, and the black light was gradually at a disadvantage. The Pope chuckled. "Old friend, you finally couldn't take it anymore?" It seems like this Werther is really important to you! Unfortunately, the more it is like this, the more I want to kill him. We'll see how long you can endure this! "

Seeing that the black light was gradually losing out, a mysterious white light suddenly appeared on the crystal ball. This white light was several times stronger than the black light or the holy light, and with a slight twist, it shattered the holy light. At the same time, the crystal ball also emitted an explosive sound. The Pope's face was covered in cold sweat. His lips were trembling, as if he had come across something he could not decide on. He raised his head and looked towards the north, muttering to himself after a long while, "Good! Good! He truly lives up to the name of a Sovereign. A voice came from the main hall: "What's wrong? "Who interfered with your magic?"

The Pope sighed, "It's the Snow Goddess!" The person who asked the question was none other than the Chief Judge of the Ecclesiastical Tribunal, Alfred. He exclaimed, "Ice and Snow Goddess? How could her divine power reach here? " The Pope sneered. "That's because a divine clone of hers has descended!" Alfred was even more shocked. "Didn't they say that if a Deity wanted to descend, they would have to pay a huge price? And the chances of success in the palace were very low as well?" The Pope smirked. "That depends on whether or not this is more meaningful than the price. Unfortunately, the goddess thinks this is a profitable transaction. "

Alfred, still hidden in the darkness, let out a bloodthirsty sneer. "I heard that even Sovereigns, if they wanted to descend, would be influenced by the laws of the world. Their power could only be at the peak of a Demigod. Since the Snow Goddess has descended, this is a good opportunity. Do you want me to take care of her? "And that Werther, he seems to have done us a lot of harm. I can get rid of him together with him!" The Pontiff looked at him coldly. "Let me ask you, how is it going with the Dark Grail?" Alfred hesitated. "It's being followed up, but there's no lead yet." Bang! The Pope slammed his hand on the smooth table. There was a loud sound but no one came into the hall as the rules of the church were strict.

The Pope said coldly, "How many times do you want me to repeat this? The Dark Holy Grail is the most important thing right now, and we have to focus our efforts to accomplish it well. This is also the mission that the Gods have given us. Don't you understand? " His tone was as indifferent as ever, but the anger in it was obvious. Although Alfred was an expert, an executioner whose face changed upon hearing the news, and the head of the infamous Ecclesiastical Tribunal, he did not dare to refute the Pope's anger. Instead, he lowered his voice and said, "I have already found the location of the Cupid Grail. I will immediately go and seize it." The Pope nodded, "This is good. Remember, this is only a matter of success and not failure, especially if the Holy Grail does not fall into the hands of the Dark Council again. I feel that two powerful auras from the God Realm of Darkness have also descended onto the continent. "

Alfred asked in disbelief, "Could it be that another Sovereign has descended?" Why? Could it be that a new round of God's War is about to begin on the Grace Mainland? " The Pope said coldly, "That is for sure." Otherwise, why would so many divine gods spend so much energy on the continent? Humph, it seems like the Gods from the neutral camp can no longer sit still. But don't worry, I've already made contact with the gods, and before long, there will also be deities on the side of light. The glory of the gods of light from the ancient times had reappeared! You don't have to worry about these things. Go immediately and seize the Dark Holy Grail! "

Alfred didn't dare to hesitate, and a gloomy aura suddenly disappeared into the distance, disappearing without a trace. The Pope looked at the crystal fragments on the ground and sneered, "So that's how it is. It seems that the Gods in the neutral faction have placed their hopes on Werther. He seems to have obtained quite a lot of benefits!" Since that was the case, he had to kill them earlier to avoid becoming a huge threat in the future! It seems like I was right to ask Calvin to bring you to the 'Angel's Door.' Werther, let me give you a surprise! " The Pope gently pointed, and a golden light fell into the light, inciting a violent reaction. The huge power of light gushed out like a tidal wave, Paul the Thirteenth shouted, "Open the Angel's Gate! Angel Summoning! "

At the same time, far to the north, in a valley, Werther was controlling the Hades' Hand with all his might, wanting to suppress the spirit of the Hades' Sickle. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the Angel's Gate, which was quietly placed on the ground. Suddenly, a golden beam of light flew out from an unknown location. A pillar of light struck the Angel's Door, and as it received the power of the Angel's Door, it suddenly grew in size. The two doors slowly opened, just like the one in the competition arena that Ghana had used to manipulate. A loud and clear hymn rang out, and endless light radiated from the door. An enormous divine might was also emitted!

"This is bad!" It seemed that the Pope had used some kind of magic to be able to remotely control the Angel Door and also summon a deity! This guy is determined to kill me! " Werther instantly thought of the sequence of events and became anxious. However, at this critical moment, the artifact spirit who was originally subdued by the Hands of the Underworld God started to make a fuss. Shadows began to appear from within the Hades' Hands and a cloaked figure appeared. It was Slaughter, his soul issuing a resolute thought, "No! It wasn't easy for me to get rid of the Hades' Scythe of the Underworld. My soul obtained freedom, so I definitely can't let you suppress me again! I can't accept this! I will kill you! "

As this destructive consciousness continued to grow stronger, the pressure Werther felt also gradually grew stronger. The killing intent of the artifact spirit suddenly disappeared, and it still turned into a long Hades' Scythe. But this time, his strength was actually strengthened enough to resist the restraints of the Hades' Hand, and he forcibly broke free from the Hades' Hand. This was a weapon of the Underworld God, far surpassing all other semi-divine or even divine weapons in the world. Even if Werther had cultivated to the fleshly body realm, if he were to be struck, he would definitely perish!

At this moment, the Angel's Gate had already been opened. A myriad of golden lights shone from within, and one could faintly see a temple standing there, emitting an endless radiance. Countless Angels were singing hymns as they freely and cheerfully flew about. And a dignified voice said, "I felt a powerful summoning power. Oh, right, it wanted me to kill you, little guy!" Following the voice, a tall figure stepped out from the Angel's Gate! This figure had a concealed physique and a suppressive divine might. This was a true deity! "Descent to the mortal world!

Weren't gods supposed to be unable to descend into the mortal world by force? If they wanted to descend, they would have to pay a heavy price, such as the Snow Goddess, who could only release a sliver of her divinity and throw it into her body, growing bit by bit. Even so, her strength could only remain at the peak of the SemiGod for the rest of her life. But even so, a God's understanding towards the laws of power still surpassed everyone else in this world. He stood at the peak of strength. This divine being from the Divine Light Realm didn't know of his level, but for him to be able to walk out of the Angel Gate and not project his avatar, his strength must be extremely powerful as well.