Admiral Luke walked out of the crowd and glanced at the trembling members of the M Group.
"Everyone who has nothing to do with it, get out of here and ask the president of your M Group to come out and hand over that kid. Otherwise, I will destroy the M Group building directly."
He was very arrogant when he said this, and his tone was as cold as a knife.
Those rockets were all aimed at the Mu Group. Obviously, the general was not joking.
When everyone in the M Group was in despair, someone else came from afar.
After seeing this scene, the Europeans on the side had excitement on their faces.
"Oh my God, that's...that's the Pope."
"What? Is the Pope here too? Now it's even more lively. The Pope is one of the best in the Western world. These bastards from the East are in big trouble."
Those people in Europe began to cheer, with gloating smiles on their faces.
Everyone in the Mu Group, who was already in despair, turned green.
This is a dead end.
After the Pope and Black came over, even General Luke bowed to the Pope.
"Your Majesty the Pope, why are you here?"
The Pope glanced at him and asked: "Did Queen Elizabeth ask you to come?"
Luke nodded and said, "Yes."
The Pope waved his hand and said: "The other party should be a master in the Eastern monastic world. You are just a mortal. If the other party wants to kill you, even the three hundred thousand people can't stop it. He is not among the extraordinary. You will never
You don’t even know how terrifying extraordinary beings are, now you take your people and step back, and I will take over this matter.”
One sentence shocked the Europeans next to him.
"Worri, I have long heard that the power of the Pope is comparable to that of the Queen of Great Britain, and now it turns out that it is indeed the case. General Luke is the controller of an army of 300,000 people, but he is so disrespectful to him."
"The Pope has kept a low profile in recent years. Hundreds of years ago, those in high positions in Europe were all crowned by the Pope."
After hearing this, some people couldn't help but nod their heads.
Hundreds of years ago, that was the peak of the Holy See.
However, although the Holy See is now in decline and all the red archbishops and masters are dead, as long as the Pope does not die, the Holy See will not fall.
It can be seen from the fact that the Pope told General Luke to leave without mercy just now.
General Luke's face looked a little ugly, but he knew that the old guy in front of him could stand up to half the country on his own, so he didn't dare to do anything wrong to him.
However, if the tasks assigned by Queen Elizabeth are not completed, I am afraid he will not reap the rewards.
He bit the bullet and said: "Your Majesty the Pope, please don't be embarrassed. The Queen has given a death order. If I can't take that person down, I'm afraid I will be killed miserably."
"Does it have anything to do with me?"
The old pope stared at General Luke with an indifferent expression on his face.
"you……"
General Luke's face was very ugly. The pope relied on his status and did not give him any face.
Although he is not on the same level as the old pope, behind him is Queen Elizabeth. Great Britain has never been afraid of anyone.
Seeing Luke not moving, the Pope frowned and said coldly: "What? Why don't you get out?"
The atmosphere in the field suddenly solidified. No one expected that the Pope and Luke would actually confront each other at this time.
"Anthony, do you really think that I will be afraid of you if I have an army of millions?"
Luke's eyes were a little blood red.
He is the number one general in Great Britain and has an army of millions, but only 300,000 are here.
He really didn't believe that the Pope could be the opponent of millions of troops.
"If you dare to be presumptuous again, believe it or not, I will use a million troops to destroy your Holy See in minutes."
At this sentence, the Europeans in the field were stunned.
For the first time in Europe, someone dared to confront the Pope!
Those in the Mu Group were sweating constantly on their foreheads. Although both sides were a little angry, they also knew that if either side won, they would definitely take action against them.
None of them can afford to offend.
Thinking of this, several people looked at each other with bitterness at the corners of their mouths.
Even if Mr. Yang is here, it will be difficult to withstand such a powerful formation.
The atmosphere in the venue was tense.
The Pope turned around, stared at Luke and said, "Do you dare to repeat what you just said?"
Having said this, his powerful momentum suddenly burst out, and then he crushed Luke.
The expressions of everyone in the field changed. Under the Pope's momentum, they couldn't help but retreat.
There was no one in the ten-foot radius.
Luke, who was in the middle of the temperament, changed his face drastically. Not only was cold sweat streaming down his forehead, but his knees even bent.
However, he still did not give in.
"Everyone, listen to the order. The Pope wants to kill my British soldier. Let me kill him with firepower."
The barrels of the hundreds of armed helicopters and ten supersonic fighter jets in the sky, as well as the armored tanks on the ground, were all aimed at the old pope.
The atmosphere in the venue was extremely depressing.
"You really want to die."
The old pope had a sneer on his face.
When he returned from the East, the power of the Holy See was greatly reduced, and Queen Elizabeth began to impose sanctions on him in an attempt to make the Holy See stronger again.
This had angered him, otherwise he wouldn't have broken up with Luke.
Mason and Blake were dumbfounded when they saw this scene. They obviously moved here to seek revenge on Yang Tian. Why didn't they see the real owner now? The two teams were facing each other.
Just when they were about to speak, the sky in the distance suddenly became dark.
Everyone raised their eyelids and looked, only to see dozens of figures flying over in the distance.
"Oh my God, that...what is that?"
There was a look of shock on everyone's faces.
The eyes of the Pope and Luke were also attracted.
"People from the Lost World are actually here too."
The Pope frowned, wondering how a mere monk from the East could induce these people to come together.
The thirty eight-winged angels arrived first, and the leader was none other than the twelve-winged holy angel.
"Old Pope, are you okay?"
"What are you doing here?" the Pope asked indifferently.
"Beyond the Lost World, it seems to be my territory. Who let you set foot on it without my permission?"
The twelve-winged holy angel chuckled and said: "It's not just me, there are also a lot of elves coming here. Do you have any opinions?"
When his words reached this point, more than twenty unicorns swooped down from the sky.
These unicorns look like horses, but they have white horns on their heads, they are all white, and they have wings.
On their backs were people from the elves.
The elves headed by the great elder of the elves dismounted and walked towards this side.
"Looks like we're late?"
The great elder walked like a tiger, holding a magic scepter in his hand.
His strength is only weaker than the Elf King, the Twelve-Winged Holy Angel, and the Dragon King, and his level of cultivation is the same as that of the Pope.
Moreover, although the elves are best at bows and arrows, they also have a deeper affinity for magic than the humans.
His magical power is not weaker than that of the Lane family.
"Not yet, but it seems that our Lost World is not involved in this matter."
The twelve-winged holy angel explained.
Then he looked at the Pope and said: "Old Pope, it is no longer hundreds of years ago. There are not many powerful people in the Holy See. Do you think you are still qualified to show off your power in front of the many powerful people in our lost world?"
The reason why they entered the Lost World in the first place was because they were expelled by the Holy See. The Holy See was regarded as a heretic by them and they fought against it more than once.
So up to now, the two sides still have old grudges that cannot be resolved.
The Pope snorted coldly and clenched his fists.
The power of the Holy See is indeed different from the past. If the Lost World wants to occupy its territory, it may not be difficult.
Seeing the Pope, he stopped talking, and the twelve-winged holy angel ignored him, but looked at Luke.
"Let your people guard the perimeter and leave the other matters to us. Don't worry, we will definitely let you give a satisfactory explanation to Queen Elizabeth."
Luke nodded. At this time, ordinary people like them have been in the way here for many years. They can stay away to prevent accidental injuries. (To be continued)
