The purpose of the Holy See is very simple. It is false to say that they want to take away Situ Yanran, but it is true that they want to keep Ning Fan here.
After all, Ning Fan had been injured in the previous battle with two masters of the Dark Council, and now they were preparing to take advantage of him.
The people of the Faceless Men organization were prepared, and they had no choice but to fight their way out of this situation.
Ning Fan said: "Anna, take Yanran to your helicopter. I'll see who dares to stop you."
The shouts rang out, followed by a strong pressure, and the faces of those standing at the front of the Holy See turned pale.
The great pope held the scepter, smiled faintly, and the angel's shadow appeared again.
That tall and holy body is very intimidating.
But Ning Fan knows very well that this kind of two-winged angel is at most an emperor-level powerhouse, and even in the Great Xia Kingdom, it is among the top powerhouses.
"My God, we will escort you and Miss Situ away, while Chris and I will stay to block them." Diana was unwilling to leave.
She was favored by Ning Fan and was willing to serve him as her master. Without his help, she would have been killed by the enemies of the Christine family.
This life belongs to her master Ning Fan, how can she survive and let Ning Fan stay?
"Let's go!" Ning Fan glared over.
Diana's face tightened, she couldn't disobey the order, but this time she had to disobey.
Chris persuaded: "Anna, if you go, I will do my best to escort my god to a safe breakout."
"My God, if you die here, I will definitely use all my family's strength to die with the Holy See." Diana saluted and carried Situ Yanran on her back to the helicopter.
Seeing this, the Great Pope waved his hand: "Our devout believers, we cannot let this evildoer go out and cause harm to the world."
More than 3,000 members of the Holy See rushed forward one after another as if they had been given a shot of blood.
"kill!"
Chris roared and fought with a machete.
The rest of the faceless men are ready to die. They are all poor people abandoned by this world.
He has long since dedicated his life and soul to the Faceless God and has forgotten life and death.
Ning Fan stared at the angel's shadow summoned by the Great Pope. It was the Holy See's ultimate move. Can he really win?
"Are you scared? Why don't you let me come?" A gloomy voice sounded deep in Ning Fan's mind.
"I'm not afraid, but I'm thinking about how to destroy the Holy See."
This is the inner demon in Ning Fan's heart speaking, and it wants to take over Ning Fan's body all the time and become the dominant one.
"Today's thing didn't happen in the first place. You had too many choices. If it were me, I would have cut off all emotions. Wouldn't it be simple to reach the top of the world?" said the inner demon.
"Shut up!"
Ning Fan suppressed the voice, looked at the angel's shadow, and his strength began to surge.
Three different kinds of zhenqi flowed around the body, namely Jinzijue, Woodzijue and Shuizijue.
This was the first time that Ning Fan released his controllable power to the extreme, and cooperated with Tiangang Fist, hoping to fight with him.
"bring it on!"
Just when Ning Fan was about to take action, screams were heard not far away.
"ah......"
The sound was so shrill that everyone who heard it shuddered.
It wasn’t just one person, but people came one after another.
"What a powerful evil aura." The great pope's expression tightened and he immediately looked over.
Many believers stepped aside and showed horrified eyes. In the middle of the scene, they saw a ragged, withered figure sucking human blood.
There were three or four dried corpses lying on the ground. They had obviously died after the essence of their bodies had been sucked out.